DreamersGN Chapter 94
Chapter 94
Chapter 94: PUBG!
"Start loading!"
With Piano's cold shout, a revolver materialized in her hand out of thin air.
She swept her gaze around the room.
"Become the bones beneath my feet, everyone."
"This game…can only end in victory! It cannot end in defeat!!"
Then.
Under the stunned gazes of every person and ghost present, Piano raised her hand.
And actually removed the black eyepatch over her left eye with her own hands!
Click.
What appeared before the eyes of every person and ghost was unmistakably a mechanical prosthetic eye!
The pupil of that prosthetic eye was not round—it was a continuously rotating gear.
"Hey there, handsome~"
Piano turned to look at Jiang Nan, licking her lips.
"The game has only just begun…make your decision carefully."
With that.
She placed the eyepatch in her hand over her intact right eye.
Then……
Click! Click! Click!
Under the gazes of every person and ghost present—gazes so stunned they had nowhere left to go—
she actually began loading bullets into the cylinder right out in the open!
1…2…3!
4…5…6!
But!
Any person or ghost with even a shred of observational ability had already noticed something off!
Because Piano was not loading the bullets directly—she first rubbed each one hard between her fingers!
Activating her S-Grade ability, Hat Trick!
And furthermore!
Of the bullets she loaded, 3 of them were not live rounds at all—they were foam bullets!
The kind of toy bullets that wouldn't even hurt when they hit you!
"This…this is cheating!!"
"This blatantly?!"
The Bank Ghost and Thief Ghost erupted instantly! They pointed at Piano, filing a complaint to the Supervisor overhead.
"Foul! Referee! She's fouling!!"
"She disguised fake bullets as real ones and loaded them in!!"
However.
No matter how much they shrieked, the Supervisor overhead—the one with eyeballs growing all over its body—reacted as though it had gone blind.
Not a single response!
It didn't even glance at Piano once!
"Why?!"
"Has the Supervisor gone blind?!"
Every person and ghost was baffled.
Only the Foot Bath Ghost sitting in the presiding seat trembled faintly, then began clapping softly.
It seemed to have known the inside story behind all of this long ago.
"My~"
The Silk-Stocking Desperado also broke into a delighted expression, draping herself over the railing with a laugh.
"Little sister, I didn't expect you to have already seen through this rule!"
"No wonder you're so confident~"
"Truly worthy of the Gambling God's daughter!"
Hearing this, Piano only gave a cold snort and paid her no attention.
She continued loading.
3 live rounds!
3 fake rounds!
And in her other hand, she was also clutching 3 live rounds and 3 fake rounds!
All of them had been applied with the effect of Hat Trick!
In other words!
She could control at any moment whether the next 6 shots were live or fake!!
No matter how anyone else swapped them!
Whenever it was someone else's turn—live round!
Whenever it was her own turn—fake round!
"Ha ha ha!!"
Piano laughed wildly, then pressed the barrel against her own temple.
Bang!
She pulled the trigger.
The gun didn't fire.
A foam fake round.
"Now…it's your turn…handsome…"
Piano passed the gun to Jiang Nan.
But in the moment of handoff, her fingers dragged deliberately across the back of Jiang Nan's hand.
"Oh my~"
A sickly flush spread across her face.
"Someone so young with such rough, powerful fingers…but that's alright~"
"Big sis happens to like them rough and coarse~that's where the thrill is!!"
"……"
Everyone present—person and ghost alike—seethed with gritted teeth.
Not just the ghosts!
Even the humans had their eyes on Jiang Nan!
And they were all figures of considerable standing!
However.
Jiang Nan didn't give a damn about the impotent rage of this crowd of single losers.
Facing this life-or-death gamble, he didn't even spare Piano a glance.
He took the gun.
Pressed it to his temple.
Bang!
Pulled the trigger.
The whole process took under 5 seconds.
The gun didn't fire.
Fake round.
"Heh……"
At this moment, Piano smiled.
She leaned in toward Jiang Nan, her voice laced with temptation.
"How was that? Handsome?"
"That last one was originally a live round, you know~"
"But it was secretly swapped out by yours truly."
She swayed the live round in her other hand, her gaze brimming with the desire to control.
"I'll give you one last chance…"
"Do you want to withdraw from the game right now?"
"As long as you're willing to kneel at big sis's feet…"
"I'll cover your 2,000 Ghost Coin breach-of-contract penalty for you!"
"And let you become my exclusive slave. How about it?"
The moment these words landed.
The entire venue erupted.
So that was what she had been plotting!
Because in this all-in version of the revolver game, there were only 2 ways to survive.
Win until the end, with all other players dead.
Or withdraw—but since the all-in had already been placed, the full sum was out.
So someone else would need to pay the 2,000 Ghost Coin sum on your behalf.
But in essence, those 2,000 Ghost Coins would buy out your mortgage contract.
Meaning you would lose your freedom and become a slave to whoever paid for you!
The other party could do with you whatever they pleased!
The Bunny-Girl Ghost had been trying to do exactly this earlier.
To make Jiang Nan her slave.
And now!
Piano had developed the same twisted idea!
However.
The very next second.
Whoosh!
A slip of notepad paper shot out and stuck to Piano's forehead.
On it were written 2 large black characters.
【Idiot】
"……"
Silence.
Then immediately after.
"Pfft……Ha ha ha ha!!"
The whole venue burst into laughter!
"I'm dying! What the hell—'Idiot'!!"
"This guy is something else! Would rather die than submit!"
"Piano's face has gone green! Ha ha ha ha!"
The Silk-Stocking Desperado in particular collapsed to the ground laughing so hard she was hammering the floor, tears shooting from her eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha! Little sister! Who knew you'd be the one to end up a fool stumbling into fortune!"
"I'm genuinely dying of laughter! You offered your warm face to a cold rear end! The spiky kind, at that!"
Even the Foot Bath Ghost, who had been maintaining its air of cool detachment all along, couldn't hold it together.
The black smoke around its neck shifted into constantly changing shapes, clearly struggling to suppress its laughter.
And the masked attendant standing beside it.
The gaze beneath that mask carried an indecipherable meaning as it turned toward the Silk-Stocking Desperado—it was impossible to know what it was thinking.
Nearby, the Bunny-Girl Ghost was also delighted, gloating inwardly.
‘Hmph! Who do you think you are? You think you're qualified to compete with me for a man?’
‘Look at how embarrassing this is now? Serves you right!’
At this moment, Piano's face had indeed gone red.
But not the red of shyness, nor the red of excitement.
It was the red of rage-induced meltdown!
This kind of supreme humiliation—it was the first time in her life she had ever experienced it!
Who was she?
The Gambling God's daughter from Frankish Nation!
Naturally blessed with stunning looks! What kind of man couldn't she find?
Back on Blue Star, her suitors could form a line stretching from the Lion Nation all the way to Frankish Nation!
And this man who didn't know what was good for him…
Had repeatedly looked down on her!
And now publicly humiliated her!
"Fine! Very well!!"
Piano tore the notepad slip from her forehead and growled through gritted teeth.
"Man…you have successfully ignited my fury!"
"Today, I will not hold back a single drop—not because of that damned restraint!!"
"You are dead!!"
And Jiang Nan paid no attention whatsoever to her impotent rage.
He casually tossed the gun to the next player, the Thief Ghost.
‘Here.’
‘Now…it's your turn.’
The Thief Ghost caught the gun, its one remaining hand shaking like a late-stage Parkinson's patient.
It appeared utterly panicked right now, unable to even hold the gun steady.
Because its skill, Swap Under Heaven, was an absolute bully technique against weaker opponents.
But in a high-stakes round like this, faced with the Supervisor, it had no opening to act at all!
‘What do I do…what do I do?!’
The Thief Ghost stared fixedly at Piano's mechanical prosthetic eye, cold sweat streaming down.
‘How was she able to do that?’
‘Why didn't the Supervisor stop her?’
‘Is it simply because that's a fake eye?’
Time passed, second by second.
Because it didn't dare pull the trigger, the spectators around it began losing patience.
"Hey! You there! Are you going to do this or not?"
"Exactly! Dragging your feet! The newcomer earlier didn't even blink before he fired!"
"What a spineless wretch! Honestly hilarious!"
……
Guan Ming watched this unfold and cursed inwardly.
‘To think that even you foul ghosts would have such a miserable day.’
Without question, these 2 ghosts were the root cause behind him losing his hands!
How could he not hate them?
Listening to the jeering from all sides, the Thief Ghost's body trembled even harder.
And right at that moment.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
A countdown suddenly appeared on the surface of the revolver.
59s…
58s…
57s…
The Thief Ghost's eyes went wide.
It was out of time!
When the countdown reached zero, the revolver would judge it guilty of "passive play."
Then automatically aim at its own head and force-fire!
‘I can't die like this…I absolutely cannot!!’
The Thief Ghost clenched its fist, its mind running at a frantic pace through its fear.
Should it forcibly use its ability to swap the bullet?
No! The Supervisor would definitely catch that and cut off its hand! That was certain death!
‘What do I do…?’
A life review began to play through its mind.
These were its memories from when it was alive. Born in the bottom-tier slums of Eagle Nation, it had never had a father from birth.
That drug-addict mother who made a living on the streets had raised it until the age of 3, then ran off with another man.
It could only survive by begging.
And the indifferent society of Eagle Nation didn't care in the slightest about the life or death of sewer rats like them.
Only about whether, once dead, they could contribute a few worthwhile Gundam Parts.
On that freezing rain-soaked night when it was on the verge of starving to death, in order to survive, it had no choice—it had to steal!
It slipped into a snack factory's warehouse and ate like mad.
Miraculously, the patrolling white security guard never found it!
Simply because its pitch-black skin blended so perfectly into the darkness of night!
Once it discovered this racial advantage, it couldn't be stopped!
From stealing food, to stealing daily necessities, to stealing electronics, and finally stealing money!
But in the end…
It was still defeated by the night-vision surveillance cameras of a wealthy white man's estate!
The other party, citing the "castle doctrine," blasted it into a sieve with a shotgun on the spot!
It looked down at its own bullet-riddled stomach.
‘Am I going to…die here again?’
It looked at the countdown on the revolver.
10… 9… 8…
A dead end.
A death trap.
And at this life-or-death moment.
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through the Thief Ghost's mind!
Darkness…
Eyes…
Surveillance…
Cheating…
These seemingly unrelated elements suddenly linked together in its mind!
It snapped its head up and stared at Piano's mechanical prosthetic eye.
There was no light in that eye at all—not even a focal point.
When it looked over, the other party showed no reaction whatsoever.
‘That's…misdirection!!’
It then snapped its gaze upward at the Supervisor overhead.
Those eyeballs were spinning, but they didn't seem to have any true visual focal point!
‘I understand now!!’
‘It's all fake!! Everything is fake!!’
‘What is this gambling game really about? Not luck! Not sleight of hand! But heartbeat!!’
‘Or rather…visual deception!!’
‘From beginning to end, the Supervisor was never watching us at all!’
‘It watches the world through us!’
“Ha ha ha ha!!”
The Thief Ghost suddenly threw its head back and laughed wildly.
It had now grasped the full hidden rule surrounding the Supervisor!
"Has this Black man gone insane?"
The spectators and the Bank Ghost alike felt certain it had been frightened out of its mind.
However.
The next moment.
They were wrong!
Squelch!!
The Thief Ghost suddenly extended its one remaining ghost hand and actually plunged it straight into its own eye socket!
"Aaaargh!!"
Accompanied by a shriek of agony, it actually gouged out both of its own eyes with its bare hand!
"Ha ha ha ha! I can't see! And neither can you!!"
It threw its head back laughing wildly.
Those hollow eye sockets poured with black blood—a sight horrifying beyond description.
Immediately after.
Hum!
The ghost hand struck with terrifying force!
It activated Swap Under Heaven!
In that instant, it directly swapped its own live round with the next fake round in the chamber!
"Hmm?!"
Piano's brow creased, then she let out a cold laugh.
"Interesting…"
"It seems that desperation unlocks potential not just in humans—even ghosts are the same."
At this moment.
Her intact right eye slowly opened.
Through that black eyepatch, she vaguely made out everything happening.
And the Supervisor overhead…
Truly showed no reaction whatsoever!
Because the basis on which it judged cheating was Shared Field of Vision!
The Supervisor's eyes could not see the field of vision directly!
It saw the world through the eyes of others!
All those eyeballs covering its body were nothing but a protective coloring it had evolved.
Their purpose was to disguise the truth—that it actually had no visual capability at all!
As long as you had no visual organ whatsoever—or your line of sight was obscured!
And you did not make eye contact with the Supervisor, its detection mechanism would fail to activate!
This was the exploit in this game!
Click.
The Thief Ghost's trembling hand pushed the swapped bullet into the cylinder.
And the next live round…
Had quietly been aimed at—the Bank Ghost!
The shadow of death.
Had already fallen over that completely unsuspecting "good buddy."
Just as Piano had said…
The game had only just begun…
Bunny