Chapter 113 : Chapter 113

Chapter 113: "We won the bet!!!"

Yu Yan's thin arms couldn't lift the heavy revolver.

The octagon cage was too noisy.

The game room, which was originally infinitely expandable to accommodate countless spectators, was made cramped and inescapable by these very players surrounding it.

Yu Yan had finally mustered up some strength, but it completely collapsed when Zu Qi'an walked around the table and approached.

He was clutching the gun and trembling, his legs shaking inside his pants.

Zu Qi'an sat directly on the table, leisurely crossing his legs, and gestured to him with his chin:

"Hurry up and shoot. You're going to die anyway. If you do it yourself, I can win five thousand. If I help you, it'll be a violation, and the Financial Street will get all the money."

The surrounding players, however, were not as "reasonable" as Zu Qi'an.

They couldn't wait for Zu Qi'an to violate the rules now.

They had already lost their bets, and rather than letting a few players make a profit, they would rather hope Zu Qi'an would do something stupid so the house could take everything.

The main idea was that no one should have a good time.

This was the part Yu Yan didn't understand the most.

He had always thought Little Zu was the most incomprehensible kid, but at certain moments, the players who were far less difficult than Little Zu would reveal a puzzling side.

Just a little while ago, they were still frantically trying to show the Financial Street the "dignity" of players.

How long had it been?

How could they do it so cleanly and turn their hostility towards an unnamed player, just because he was the person on the other side of the poker table?

The octagon cage trapped two people, demanding they fight to the death here.

The Financial Street trapped countless players, demanding they devour each other inside.

Then the gold coins could accommodate more corpses.

Wasn't this a simple matter?

Even he, a college student who hadn't been out of school for long, could see it.

Why couldn't these adults, who were many years older than him and prided themselves on being able to teach him about life and society, see it?

Zu Qi'an poked his arm, truly like an ordinary eighteen-year-old boy: "Stop thinking. Are you sighing about life again? Don't be like my brother. He thinks too much and ends up going crazy. You don't even have a life left, what's the point of thinking about all this?"

Yu Yan: "...Do you know that a lot of times, I actually want to punch you twice?"

Zu Qi'an smiled brightly: "I know."

"You know my ass..."

Yu Yan mumbled.

He didn't seem to be that afraid anymore.

Zu Qi'an was actually right.

If he was really going to die, if he lost, Zu Qi'an could still take five thousand.

Yu Yan had never considered a draw.

It was the same in the previous game.

Zu Qi'an didn't like to lose or accept a draw.

He would rather slice off his hand than bet on how the rules would be judged, let alone now.

He was practically certain of victory.

If the boss wanted him to win, he would find a way to win.

Now that he was truly in his rebellious phase, if the boss didn't want him to win, he wanted to win even more.

Yu Yan swallowed, awkwardly raising the gun and pointing the barrel at his own temple.

"That..."

Yu Yan said, "I have a lot of confidence in you and the boss... you'll definitely be able to leave..."

"And then?"

"My parents might still be waiting for me at home... could you guys help me take care of them?"

Seeing Zu Qi'an raise his eyebrows but not tell him to shut up, Yu Yan felt there was a chance, and his tongue became more agile.

"My parents are very easy to talk to. Just tell them I'm your classmate and that I went to work, just say that for now. Detective Meng and the others will handle it sooner or later... like, finding them and telling them I'm dead or something..."

"My family's financial situation is average, but the environment is quite good! The old neighborhood has a mountain behind it, you can go on a picnic or fishing whenever you want, and the prices are low. Just think of it as a vacation!"

Zu Qi'an: "Just talk, why are you crying?"

Yu Yan licked his lips; they were indeed salty.

He wasn't very good with guns.

Even after Zu Qi'an taught him, he was still clumsy and had to hold it with both hands, leaving no extra hand to wipe his face.

The last time he cried was in front of the boss.

The boss was always calm, as if it was normal for him to cry and strange if he didn't.

At that time, Yu Yan didn't feel embarrassed, but now he was surrounded by people, and he was very self-conscious, feeling that his crying was pathetic.

He was about the same age as the boss, older than Little Zu, but these two brothers were always so decisive in everything they did, unlike him.

Unlike him, the reason he came to the Financial Street was so stupid, and after coming here, he was deceived, and his luck in games was terrible.

Little Zu was already being very fair, but he couldn't face the game results with equanimity.

"I don't want to cry either..."

Yu Yan choked out, "The boss will definitely let you go first. As soon as I think you might not care about my parents' lives at all, I can't hold it in. They're getting old, and if they fall, there'll be no one to call for an ambulance... My family's environment is really quite good..."

"Are you sick? You want me to take care of your parents?"

Zu Qi'an looked at his crumpled face with some disgust and moved a little farther away.

"I hate it when people talk about their parents. It's so low-class."

Yu Yan cried tearfully for a long time.

He could only console himself that although Little Zu was a piece of work, the boss was a good person.

After leaving here, he wouldn't be short on money and might remember his former right-hand man and incidentally go check on his parents.

Moreover, the players outside the octagon cage were getting more and more chaotic.

They didn't dare to show obvious opinions against Zu Qi'an, afraid of being dealt with after the game ended, but they didn't care about him so much.

At this moment, Yu Yan suddenly saw a figure among the players.

He was face-blind, but he remembered the features he had spent time memorizing.

When their eyes met, both were stunned.

Yu Yan's face was still a mess of tears and snot, while the other person's originally angry and distorted expression slowly turned into a strange, unmoving smile.

"Little Zu..."

Yu Yan's voice trembled.

"If I go bankrupt now, will it be considered a forced draw... or will it be considered your win?"

Zu Qi'an followed his gaze.

"Boss Sui?!"

The system let out a surprised cry, "Why is it him!!!"

Chu Zu immediately began to liquidate Little Zu's savings.

Yu Yan owed Boss Sui a huge sum of money, which could have been ignored.

Boss Sui would never have been able to file for arbitration.

But now, all the players knew that Yu Yan was doomed to die.

Yu Yan was doomed to die, but if he died because he was bankrupted by arbitration, how would the game's outcome be determined?

Now that the players' emotions were running high, they would rather have a draw than have a player get rich from this opportunity.

They had already experienced Zu Qisheng taking away their betting money.

Even though it was their own action, since they didn't get any benefits, they naturally held a grudge against Zu Qisheng.

The resentment for the lost betting money and the dissatisfaction with Zu Qisheng would all be vented on Yu Yan.

Boss Sui would definitely apply for arbitration at this time.

He still wouldn't get any benefits.

Yu Yan didn't have that much wealth, and he wouldn't be able to recover the loan, but he was willing to do anything to harm others.

"It's my fault, I didn't consider this kind of low-probability event... How much was the fine for Little Zu's last injury?"

The system quickly reported a number.

"How much does Yu Yan owe?"

The system reported another number.

Chu Zu didn't think for long.

He directly and forcefully grabbed Yu Yan's hand and snatched the revolver from him.

Chu Zu had previously handled the chamber-locking mechanism, and the loose spring could not fix the revolver's cylinder, ensuring it couldn't fire.

Now, he simply and neatly dismantled the gun body and restored the problematic part.

Chu Zu flicked his wrist and, at the same time, looked up.

The rules hadn't changed, and there was no notification of a violation.

With a click, the revolver was brand new in his hand.

The whole process took no more than three seconds.

Then, Chu Zu forcibly grabbed Yu Yan's left hand.

Yu Yan shivered, realizing after the fact that the gun was now held in his hand by force, and Zu Qi'an's finger was pressed against his finger on the trigger.

Chu Zu lowered his head to look at him: "Don't move."

Yu Yan couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "I'll shoot, I'll shoot myself!"

"Don't move," Chu Zu said.

Yu Yan: "I really can't stand you... I don't understand what you're thinking. The boss should have sent you to school. With a personality like yours, you'd be taught a lesson in three days..."

"I used to teach others lessons when I was in school."

Chu Zu had the system keep a close eye on Boss Sui's actions and said, "I told you not to move, so don't move. You've profited this time. Practice cooking instant noodles and grilling sausages more often. I think your luck improved because of this skill."

Yu Yan was utterly devastated: "I'm about to die, and you're still humiliating me!!!"

"Seriously."

Chu Zu said, "I don't compliment people. You're the first."

The little yellow chicken gave a warning at this moment: "He's applying for arbitration!!!"

In that instant, Chu Zu pressed Yu Yan's finger down.

With a loud bang, the bullet fired.

Yu Yan was completely drained of strength and should have collapsed to the ground, but Chu Zu didn't let go.

Instead, he grabbed him even tighter.

He had been sitting on the table and simply pulled Yu Yan's head onto his knees with force.

Vibrant electronic fireworks appeared in the air of the octagon cage, and familiar music began to celebrate, drowning out the players' voices.

Zu Qi'an's name appeared in the winner's column.

The audience had no idea what had happened.

The shot was completely without warning.

They only saw Zu Qi'an suddenly make a move, then a gunshot rang out, Yu Yan fell, and the game ended.

But there was no blood; not a single drop could be seen in the entire octagon cage.

If any player who wasn't giving up wanted to find clues, they could see a bullet hole in the table in the center of the octagon cage, with the bullet passing through it and finally embedding itself in the ground.

About three or four seconds later, something incredible happened.

Yu Yan, who should have died, raised his head from Zu Qi'an's arms, his face full of confusion.

"I... why am I not dead yet?"

Only then did Zu Qi'an release his hand and move back a bit: "Because you're too annoying, and I don't want to go to a desolate place to take care of your old folks."

He tsked, "Now I'm your creditor, you have to quit your job with my brother, you hear me?"

"We won the bet!!!"

In the sea of consciousness, the little yellow chicken was overjoyed, also pulling out electronic fireworks to celebrate, just like in the game.

It circled the host, giggling endlessly.

It hadn't been this happy since coming to The Third Economic Law.

It had to be happy!

The rules for judging "Russian Roulette" were only two:

The player who triggers the bullet to fire is the loser.

The other player who survives is the winner.

Yu Yan triggered the bullet to fire, but under the host's control, the bullet's trajectory was shifted.

At that moment, Boss Sui applied for arbitration, and Yu Yan was declared bankrupt.

In the Financial Street's judgment, Yu Yan was already "dead."

But Little Zu had just lent him a sum of money, enough to pay off his debt to Boss Sui.

As long as the timing was perfect, all of this could be considered to have happened at the same time.

To be precise, there was no such thing as several events happening simultaneously to the exact millisecond.

If it were a machine, it would depend on the machine's operating speed.

The Financial Street's operating speed was not as fast as the system's.

In terms of speed, the little yellow chicken was invincible.

This directly allowed Chu Zu to exploit a BUG.

According to the game's judgment, Yu Yan died, and Zu Qi'an won.

According to the Financial Street's operating speed, the time Yu Yan was declared bankrupt was after he borrowed the money, so it could only automatically reclaim Yu Yan's existing huge deposit.

Chu Zu also had to admit it was a gamble.

The plan was a plan, and the arrangements were arrangements.

Whether the logic of the entire process would follow his intentions was another matter.

However, Chu Zu also felt that his chances of winning were very high.

"Definitely high! Now that the stupid specialist isn't here, Guanfu-laoshi is reliable and proactive, and the world's direction is very normal!"

The little yellow chicken said, "There aren't that many tragedies in the world to begin with. We can't be so unlucky as to run into all the bad things, right!"

It flew onto the host's shoulder and rubbed against it: "We'll get better and better. This is called rock bottom and a comeback!"

Chu Zu's neck felt ticklish from the rubbing, and he also smiled: "Yes, we'll get better and better."

System: "Mhm."

System: "It's all over now. Do you want to arrange the next plot? Big Zu can enter the game at any time, and Meng Yu'an is also waiting outside."

"No need," Chu Zu said.

"Just apply for settlement, leave the 'Catch Me If You Can' behind, and I'll exit. The rest will be handled by Guanfu."

"Meng Yu'an will leave soon, and the two brothers should also slowly fade from the players' sight."

"The readers don't need to know what kind of relationship they'll maintain, where they went, or why they disappeared or were rumored to have died in the main story. A little bit of anticipation is enough."

"If the author hasn't figured out how to handle the side characters, then let them remain side. That's safer."

He lowered his eyes, his voice softening a bit, "And I'm a little tired."

The little yellow chicken said nervously: "Is your wound still hurting?"

Chu Zu: "It's a little itchy. I suspect there's chicken feathers in it."

System: "...Even if there is, it's cat hair! I'm a very hygienic little yellow chicken!"

Chu Zu pursed his lips in a smile: "Okay, then it's cat hair. You're a very hygienic little yellow chicken."

Although he said he was tired and needed rest, after leaving The Third Economic Law, Chu Zu just lay on the new sofa for a little while and then had the system bring up the reader forum.

The system was still busy with all sorts of things, including but not limited to the wrath of the little featherhead chickens, Guanfu's heartfelt email, and the settlement of three task rewards.

Hearing the host's request, the little yellow chicken put everything else on hold, fluttered onto the sofa, and skillfully found its spot on the host's lap.

It brought up the panel.

Topic: [REPORT—Zu Qi'an, the despicable scumbag, swindled the Loser's Cup prize money to buy his brother a future]

I'm speechless.

Just yesterday, Little Zu was the champion of the Financial Street's Loser's Cup, crushing the eighteen female leads from the main story, and today you're telling me his brother never even turned against him?

[Pure short warrior attack] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:16:35

Last night, I witnessed the champion and runner-up's battle.

Our champion, Mr. Zu Qi'an's acceptance speech:

“Brother, no one in the Financial Street is more useful than me…Brother, if you don't say it hurts, how would I know I went too far... You know my brother, I can't stand it when he looks at me with that expression... Brother, when have you ever cared about how I feel... Brother, can you be sick forever... My brother is having a moment now, hehe... So you still like me quite a bit. “

I thought you liked my brother more.

[Black Friday Discount Inbound] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:17:16

They're like a couple on a divorce reality show getting tons of traffic, and then a year later, they say they never even broke up.

[Angry and powerless] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:17:48

It's so terrifying.

Little Zu is a patriarchal, clingy, and has a natural brotherly buff/debuff, and then you say it's actually a two-way street.

[Buddha doesn't save fools] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:17:59

This title isn't very accurate.

I suspect Zu Qi'an didn't just swindle the prize money; he also sold the Loser's Cup championship to help his brother raise money to buy a future.

[Swearing causes mouth ulcers] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:18:34

Now that you mention it, the Loser's Cup trophy's value is rising.

[Aha] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:19:41

My roommate and I finished The Third Economic Law: Can he not form a sentence without the word "brother"?

Does every sentence have to start with "brother" and end with "brother"?

Teacher Big Zu also calls him "Brother Meng."

Little Zu, can't you learn some of your brother's righteousness when he speaks?

[Tequila braids] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:19:59

Can't even complain.

Can't complain about the rigged match in the Loser's Cup either.

If you said he redeemed some brotherly love, I might think he's brainless, but he redeemed his big brother's future.

Teacher Big Zu is also terrifying.

He kept it all bottled up for so long.

Everyone thought he was a smiling scumbag, but he turned out to be deeply affectionate and stoic.

[F*ck me, give me back my money] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:20:18

How is it that even in The Third Economic Law, deep affection and stoicism are still chasing me???

[My cute doll] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:20:48

In a corner no one cares about, Yu Yan sweated a whole Pacific Ocean.

The male college student almost shattered.

He never worked this hard even when he was trying to earn credits back then.

[The loser eats dust] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:21:09

Yu Yan's sense of security, a six-bullet speedrun of a life-risking game.

How is this not saving Yu Yan from fire and water?

Don't ask how it was fire and water.

[Smiles at everyone] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:21:48

Before you knew what Teacher Big Zu sold: Little Zu, you're so confused!

You spent a fortune to buy a title for a two-way love from the Financial Street?

What difference does it make if your brother likes you?

After you knew what Teacher Big Zu sold: Kids, Little Zu is a genius in disguise.

This tells us that as long as you're stubborn enough, a blind cat can have a romantic encounter with a dead rat.

[No time to explain] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:21:58

The most subjective, extreme, unreasonable, and stereotype-filled character handbook for The Rules of the Virtual Financial Street Game Are Mine to Use.

If you haven't had time to read The Rules of the Virtual Financial Street Game Are Mine to Use and were drawn in by the online praise and arguments, and directly subscribed to the full text, then this post is a beginner's guide tailored just for you.

***

The Financial Street is notoriously complex with its rules.

I've never seen an author start with a game rule that would stun a Ph.D.

Don't be afraid.

Even if you find the words aren't sinking in and you feel helpless, unable to find the three words "Meng Yu'an" in the cluttered text, you just need to quickly form a stereotype based on The Third Economic Law to quickly understand Meng Yu'an.

***

Meng Yu'an, also known as Brother Meng, is also called the Financial Street game bulldozer.

Brother Meng has no personality, no hobbies, but he's a jack of all trades.

His most famous achievements aren't tearing down five games in three days, nor is it the day of the Financial Street corporate bankruptcies that came before dawn the day after he was ambushed by a corporate alliance at night.

According to a reader vote, Brother Meng's peak achievement is rescuing eighteen beautiful girls and still remaining unmoved, as if his ancestors were from the Shaolin Temple, and his family was heartless for generations.

***

Listen to me, my friend, there is a truth in the cosmos.

***

You just need to know that Brother Meng is actually a former civil servant who lost two children early in life.

Both of his children were good-looking in a way that appealed to all genders and ages.

Everything makes sense now.

***

It doesn't matter if you're beautiful and have a hot body, or if you're agile and have a clever mind.

All the players who appear now, and I mean all of them, all the qualities they have that can be coveted are things Brother Meng has already seen.

No matter how strategic and meticulous you are, you won't be able to screw over all the players in the Financial Street and walk away unscathed.

No matter how ruthless, wild, and fearless you are, you won't be able to physically tear through the Financial Street overnight and truly accumulate wealth by robbing.

So, you can't see people who are too stunning when you're young, otherwise, for the rest of your life, everyone will look like a twisted melon or a cracked date.

When eighteen beautiful girls stand in front of him, Brother Meng only sees them as another pillar in the fight against capitalism, only seeing the broad road to overthrowing Financial Street.

***

So, you can think of Brother Meng as a down-and-out civil servant who is desperately searching for his children.

As long as his sore spots aren't accurately poked, Brother Meng is very easy to talk to.

He wouldn't even stop you if you went to a brothel.

What are the sore spots?

Of course, they refer to the two unnamed brothers from the main story.

The existence of the two brothers is the gunshot at Lexington, the storming of the Bastille, and the cannon fire of the October Revolution.

From then on, the American Revolutionary War began, the French Revolution broke out, and the Bolsheviks overthrew the provisional government.

***

If you still don't understand, go say in front of Brother Meng: "Even if we never meet again, I wish you peace for all years to come."

See if Brother Meng will slip a hand grenade into your pants.

***

The Third Economic Law, it's worth the read.

If you're more immersed and experience the game from Brother Meng's perspective, you'll have an epiphany: money is just an external thing.

You don't need to get rich, but the Financial Street must be brought down.

[A human is a reed that can curse] | Left a message on 2025-11-25 07:23:12

"Only two days have passed."

After flipping through a few pages of comments, Chu Zu didn't continue reading.

He said, "I remember the last time I completely read the forum, the time was November 23, 2025?"

The system was still pondering what a "loser dog" was.

It quietly searched and found it seemed to come from Japan, the full phrase meaning "to fail like a stray dog."

In modern context, it seemed to refer to a very failed loser in love.

"When the former specialist was here..."

The little yellow chicken flipped through its records.

The last time it looked at the comments, the host hadn't asked for a specific time, just to select the popular comments.

Before that was when the former specialist, Yi Nanping, was still here.

It checked.

"Yes, it was November 23rd before, and now it's the 25th."

Chu Zu: "But the former specialist was fired on November 28th."

The little yellow chicken went to the system forum to pull up the timeline.

This matter was a big deal, and many little chickens would discuss it.

The system forum's timeline was completely chaotic, and it had never sorted out the entire sequence of events before.

Now that the host brought it up, it started to straighten out the timeline.

"If we go by real-world time, first, on the 23rd, you realized something was wrong, and I submitted the complaint. Then the management resolved the former specialist and found a specialist to take over. As of now, the normal time is November 25th."

"The relevant announcement was only drafted and published on the 28th... because it is now the 28th, and we have completed The Third Economic Law, so the management can judge the losses of this time."

It tried to explain in a simple way, "The system's time is completely separate. It's normal for time issues to occur. The forum's time is only a reference for the readers. You just need to follow our time."

The system wasn't sure if it had explained it clearly.

Actually, the host didn't need to look at the forum time or care about the announcement time.

The time flow related to the real world was all messed up, and the management would judge the flow rate and time points based on the situation.

The author and the platform would definitely sue the former specialist to the death.

To coordinate with their progress, the management would also make time arrangements.

In the real world, The Third Economic Law ended on November 28th, which is why the announcement was scheduled for today, to facilitate the settlement of losses.

If it had ended on the 29th, the announcement would have been on the 29th.

It made no difference.

The host and the system were originally individuals who were randomly flitting through chaotic time.

They just needed to follow their own sense of time and they wouldn't get confused.

But Chu Zu said: "You can now directly talk about time issues."

The little yellow chicken was stunned.

Oh, that's right.

Before, time issues were directly blocked.

A few times when it wanted to explain, it just became garbled text and it couldn't say it at all.

This wasn't something that needed to be hidden.

The system had complained about the unreasonable blocking before, but there was still no result.

Thinking about this, the little yellow chicken was filled with anger.

It really didn't know what its superior did all day.

They only started working when things were on fire.

Not only were they inefficient, but they were also derelict in their duty!

As it was cursing silently in its heart, the system suddenly had a jolt and looked up.

Its black beady eyes met Chu Zu's gaze.

"The superior wants to see you."

The little yellow chicken said, "It brought a lot, a lot of information and said it wanted to talk to you."

Chu Zu asked calmly: "About what?"

System: "It said it was about the impact of The Third Economic Law on the main story, the subsequent handling of the two brothers... and your application for a promotion."

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