Chapter 43: Proper or Not?

Wen Nan was certainly not some money god, nor was he a spendthrift tossing coins around. He simply believed that more friends meant more opportunities. Judging by the way tasks were designed in this trial map, although the four of them weren’t exactly allies, they were clearly not rivals either. The fact that they had met during this novice trial was a kind of fate, like classmates sharing the same journey. Since that was the case, Wen Nan felt it cost him nothing to lend a helping hand; he lost nothing by it. And perhaps, should he ever fall on hard times and encounter them again when things looked bleak, they might remember his kindness and help him in return.

Of course, that was only part of it—the truth was, Wen Nan simply didn’t care about the small sum of money. Giving it away to make friends was no loss at all.

He glanced between Shao Ling and Huang Tao, not putting on any airs of a creditor. Instead, he asked with genuine concern, “Is it enough?”

Both of them waved their hands quickly, expressing their deep gratitude for Wen Nan’s generosity.

All in all, it was a happy outcome—except for the chubby one, who felt a little disgruntled. Losing the title of Officially Designated Golden Grandson had already left him a bit dejected, and now even the privilege of receiving special gifts was no longer unique.

That bit of petulance was inevitable. Fortunately, his ability to adjust his mood was strong; the negative feeling flashed by and was quickly suppressed. He was clear about his own position—unlike Huang Tao and Shao Ling, who were merely after a favor or two, he intended to cling tightly to Grandpa Ye’s leg, determined to remain firmly in the big boss’s inner circle.

Having sorted out his emotions, the chubby one squeezed back up to Wen Nan with a grin and asked what he planned to do next. Then, glancing at the other two, he suggested, “The four of us—why not play a hand of cards?”

Huang Tao pointed out that aside from empty drink bottles and instant noodle cups, the dorm had nothing—where would they find cards?

But the chubby one reached into his pocket and pulled out a deck, waving it triumphantly. “I brought some!”

The other three stared at him in surprise. This deck was clearly something he’d brought over from the real world—who on earth carried playing cards everywhere? Was he some kind of magic cat?

Ignoring their looks, the chubby one walked to the table in the center of the room. “Come on, let’s play Egg Crackers!”

So the four of them gathered around and played cards half the night.

It was only when Huang Tao and Shao Ling grew so sleepy they started misplaying their hands that the game finally broke up.

Wen Nan checked his account balance—it was finally unlocked. He went to his desk, pulled up the familiar prize wheel from the system, and prepared to spin.

9527: [Now introducing the rules for the contestant’s prize wheel——
1. Each spin costs 100 gold coins;
2. The contestant’s task rating is Excellent, so the additional reward is at the highest level and there’s no limit to the number of spins;
3. The chance of winning a prize is 100%;
4. …]

The rules were exactly the same as before. Wen Nan glanced over them and skipped ahead, took a deep breath, and pressed the button to begin.

The chubby one sat beside Wen Nan, watching the wheel spin rapidly and chanting, “Gold! Gold! Gold!”

But when the wheel stopped, a familiar golden chest dropped out.

[Congratulations! You have drawn a “white” prize—Money Pouch!]
[Contents: 51 gold coins.]
[Do you accept?]

Of course—it was another money pouch. Wen Nan’s luck was as hopeless as ever.

Once the draw began, there was no stopping. He quickly started a second round, and again received a money pouch.

Prepared for a long grind, Wen Nan wasn’t discouraged. He rolled up his sleeves and kept spinning.

After drawing 38 money pouches in a row, finally—

[Congratulations! You have drawn a “yellow” prize—Lubricant!]

Wen Nan: ?

Surely this wasn’t what he thought it was?

[Lubricant: For human use. Enhances the experience of ***, making ** more enjoyable and ** last longer.]
[Do you accept?]

Wen Nan: …

Without a word, he pressed “accept.”

Here, Wen Nan solemnly declared: this had nothing to do with the item’s description—it was simply because “yellow” was a high enough prize tier.

He continued spinning. More money pouches dropped out one after another.

After 42 more money pouches, the chest changed again—

[Congratulations! You have drawn a “yellow” prize—Nylon Rope!]
[Nylon Rope: A cable made of nylon, suitable for various types of binding.]
[Do you accept?]

Wen Nan: ??

He certainly hoped the “various occasions” referred only to those suitable for regular streaming.

He accepted and spun the wheel again.

After 39 more money pouches and 2 nutritional supplements, a new chest appeared—

[Congratulations! You have drawn a “yellow” prize—Small Leather Whip!]
[Small Leather Whip: 30cm long, about 600g, made from top-grain cowhide with a scaly pattern. A must-have for home and travel.]
[Do you accept?]

Wen Nan: ???

A must-have for home and travel? Who on earth traveled with a leather whip?

He grumbled inwardly but pressed accept, then quickly began the next round.

And, as expected—another surprise.

[Congratulations! You have drawn a “yellow” prize—Goat Eyelash Ring!]
[Goat Eyelash Ring: Made from the upper and lower eyelashes of a goat, dried, sterilized, and handcrafted into a daily-use item, suitable for a variety of occasions, such as…]

Wen Nan closed the product description halfway through.

It would be impolite to read further.

He simply clicked “confirm,” feeling increasingly conflicted.

Had he struck the mother lode of “yellow” prizes? Every chest was “yellow.”

He was beginning to seriously doubt whether the game’s prize pool was legitimate.

After five consecutive “yellow” prizes, the chubby one, noticing Wen Nan’s awkward movements, stood up at just the right moment.

“I’m suddenly feeling sleepy, so I’ll take a nap. You go ahead and keep spinning, Grandpa.”

With that, he scampered up to his bunk.

Wen Nan was left alone at the table, rolling through the “yellow” prize pool all night, his feelings in turmoil.

At last, as dawn broke, the countdown alert sounded on the floating light screen overhead.

[00:00:04——]
[00:00:03——]
[00:00:02——]
[00:00:01——]
[Beep!]
[New contestant task delivered. Please check your system!]

The other three roommates had already climbed out of bed, their faces solemn as they assembled under the light screen, ready to receive their final task.

[Main Task 3: Kneel and Call Him Daddy!]

Huang Tao: …

Shao Ling: …

Chubby: …

Wen Nan: …