Sorry, But I Never Rely On Luck When Playing Cards

Chapter 75: Chapter 36: [Kung Fu Sheep Mistress] Upgrades Again

The person in charge beside the draw machine had a green face.

All this was her doing.

That’s because the top 16 and top 8 matches are played on the same day, in the morning and afternoon respectively. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

If Ree Shil was eliminated in the top 16 round, it was definitely not what she wanted to see.

The popularity of the instance game was pulled up by this guy, and the audience definitely wanted to watch him go further in the competition.

If he was eliminated in the morning, the attendance rate in the afternoon would definitely plummet.

Those who bought all-day passes would probably go to the entrance of the Association to demand a refund.

So she signaled her subordinate to manipulate the draw, but she didn’t expect her subordinate to be so stupid that they tampered with all four number 12 balls.

"I just forgot to explain the balloting rules, to confirm an empty slot in each round, you need to draw out all 4 numbered balls."

"The first four people who complete drawing four numbers will be the four empty slots."

"Number 12, you’re really lucky."

The person in charge, worthy of the name, didn’t change her expression and looked at the staff: "What are you waiting for? Continue."

The remaining 11 players all had the expression of, "I suspect you’re cheating, but I have no evidence."

But no one stood up to object.

Because none of them were particularly willing to provoke this madman who eliminated dozens of people in the instances.

Besides, if it weren’t for him, they would still be in the top 32. How could they have a chance to jump directly to the top 16?

And so, Ree Shil weirdly secured a place in the top 8.

That means he just needs to win three more rounds - top 8, top 4, and top 2 - to become the champion.

After completing the required procedures, Ree Shil left the Association Headquarters and hurried back home.

There’s only one day of rest between Instance Game and top 8, so he had to rest and make some cards.

But when he returned home and opened the door, he saw an unexpected guest.

A green jelly was nestled on the sofa in the living room, watching TV.

"Master, welcome home, Bo-Bo-Bo!"

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"From now on, we’re roommates! Please take care of me!"

"???"

In two sentences, Slame puzzled Ree Shil.

"He’s back, Grass."

At this moment, the Straw Man walked out from the inner room.

He was pulling a small trailer with a water bucket filled with milk tea on it. One end of the straw was connected to the bucket and the other end was in his mouth.

"Who’s going to explain to me what’s going on?"

Ree Shil pointed to Slame.

"New roommate, Grass!"

Straw Man sucked vigorously, and two milk tea-colored liquids overflowed from his black eye sockets, like he was moved to tears, with the happy kind.

At this point, his grass body was saturated, and milk tea could be squeezed out with a little pinch.

It was obvious that this guy had been bribed, and Ree Shil felt that he couldn’t get any further explanation.

"Mossy Mushroom, come out! Where did you go?"

So he called out the Mossy Mushroom.

"I’m helping Slame tidy up the room, Cute Mushroom!"

The voice of the Mossy Mushroom came from the next room.

Upon hearing this, Ree Shil immediately looked with contempt at Straw Man and Mossy Mushroom. These two guys were just too weak-willed.

How could they let someone move in just like that?

Wouldn’t that mean whatever Lucky comes along, he could be their roommate?

This wouldn’t do. Absolutely not.

As the last line of defense in the dormitory, he would not give in.

"But did you ask for my opinion? You think bribing them both would be enough to move in?"

"Do you know what a veto is?"

"Slime, you’ve underestimated human will."

He said these words with great righteousness.

"I gave them each 2000 cube coins for moving in."

"And here’s your share, Master. I added an extra 500 coins secretly, so don’t tell them, bo-bo-bo~"

Slame blinked her watery eyes.

"Heh, so you’re trying to bribe me as well, huh?"

Ree Shil sneered and walked into the room where Mossy Mushroom was.

"Get out of the way and let me do it. You, with your short limbs, are too slow. Don’t neglect the noble guest!"

coins, really delicious!

With 2 votes +10 votes passing, Slame officially moved in.

As a new tenant, Slame volunteered to be the cook and made dinner for everyone.

Ree Shil said he was very welcomes it since he didn’t have to eat mushroom dishes.

But when he saw the sticky stuff on the table, he fell silent.

"What is this?"

He scooped up a piece of tofu with a spoon.

Originally soft tofu was now wrapped in a layer of green mucus.

"That’s a piece of my body, it accidentally fell into the dish while cooking, bo-bo~"

Slame didn’t seem to think there was any problem with this.

"Really...is this okay."

Ree Shil hesitated.

"Don’t worry, Master, it will grow back after a good night’s sleep. A slime creature’s body is infinite, you know."

"I’m not worried about that. I’m asking if it’s poisonous."

"I wouldn’t know that. You have to try it yourself."

"???"

Ree Shil looked suspiciously at the Mossy Mushroom, as if he had found the answer.

At that moment, the Mossy Mushroom was leaning against a chair with its mouth wide open in an immovable state.

Its eyes had lost focus, and there was a trail of green mucus around its mouth.

If even a highly poison-resistant race like the Mushroom People couldn’t bear it, Ree Shil, a mere human, definitely had no qualification to taste it.

"What’s wrong, Master? Aren’t you eating?"

Just then, Slame looked at him with anticipation.

"By the way, why were you eliminated so quickly during the Instance Game?"

Ree Shil decided to change the subject.