138: Ask for peaches!

Cheng Zhen suddenly raised his hand, stunning everyone.

If you say his behavior was problematic, it probably wasn't.

But if you say his behavior wasn't problematic, it seemed a bit problematic.

Catching other cheaters and getting them eliminated was indeed a standard dungeon solution.

But the problem was...

Didn't he cheat himself?

He cheated, but he wouldn't let others cheat?

Number 1 and Number 2 felt a suffocating sensation in their lungs, unable to spit it out or swallow it down, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

Cheng Zhen was calm and composed, his gaze stern.

What cheating? Don't slander me!

I didn't steal cards, swap dice, or make marks, nor did I collude with the dealer to swindle your money, so how did I cheat?

The exam forbids cheating with notes, but it doesn't forbid me from letting my soul leave my body to invite Einstein to possess me and answer questions. How can you say I cheated?

You opened a pub and played games, but you didn't say internal energy couldn't be used, so of course, it doesn't count as me breaking the rules!

Cheng Zhen stood tall and proud, completely unfazed by the complex gazes of the crowd.

Number 2 was so enraged by this shameless scoundrel that his hands and feet trembled, but Cheng Zhen immediately pressed his hand down.

He only heard Cheng Zhen declare loudly, "Why are you hiding? Are you trying to destroy the evidence?"

This guy is truly too much!!!

Because of his extreme anger, the burly Number 2 clenched his fists, wishing he could hit Cheng Zhen a few times.

But the next second, Cheng Zhen turned his head and pointed towards Boss William: "What are you doing? Do you also want to break the rules?!"

Three heavy machine guns glinted with metallic luster under the lights.

Number 2 suddenly calmed down.

He woke up as if he had been hit with a 'Quick Awakening' spell.

He didn't want to become a pile of scattered flesh that couldn't even be swept up.

Looking at the hesitant waiter, Cheng Zhen urged, "What's wrong? As a participant in the game, can't I report others for cheating?"

The waiter's mouth twitched. He glanced at Boss William, who showed no intention of stopping him, and could only step forward with a wry smile, "...Of course, you can."

Just as Cheng Zhen had thought, surreptitious cheating was ignored, but when it was brought to the table, Boss William and his men couldn't turn a deaf ear.

"Guest, I need to remind you of something."

The waiter looked at Cheng Zhen: "Reporting others for cheating requires evidence. If there's no evidence, a guest making a baseless accusation will be punished."

"No problem." Cheng Zhen pointed casually at Number 2's dice cup, "The evidence is right inside."

Number 2's face changed, and he really wanted to push Cheng Zhen away. But he never expected that this skinny pretty boy, despite his appearance, had immense strength, and Number 2 himself ended up getting the worst of it.

Cheng Zhen had already cleared a five-star dungeon and maxed out his basic enhancements. How could a regular NPC from a three-star novice dungeon possibly contend with him?

Do you understand what it means for a 'Ten-Mile Slope Sword God' to crush a novice village?

Seeing Number 2 knocked aside by the recoil, Cheng Zhen looked at the machine guns, jumped up, and said, "I didn't touch him! He's faking an injury!"

Number 2 truly couldn't hold back anymore.

He was as solid as a city wall, yet here he was pretending to be a delicate little flower?

He looked at the waiter, his immense grievance almost overflowing, hoping the waiter could get Boss William to give him justice.

The waiter looked at the burly Number 2, then at the standard young student physique of Cheng Zhen.

He understood the truth at a glance—

"Guest, my judgment will not be biased, you don't need to act this way." The waiter earnestly advised Number 2 to get up from the ground.

At this point, Number 2 truly wanted to spit blood.

I was clearly knocked to the ground by this kid, what are you talking about?

Waiter: That's enough, your acting is too fake.

Under the watchful eyes of the henchmen, Number 2 stood up dejectedly, then pursed his lips and watched Cheng Zhen lift the dice cup, revealing the dice beneath.

"These dice..." A henchman picked one up and weighed it twice, indeed feeling that the weight was off.

Seeing Cheng Zhen still watching intently, they could only pull out the small knives they carried and stab them into the dice.

After prying open the interior, they indeed found something fishy.

There was some substance injected inside the dice, which could affect gravity, making it easier for the thrower to get the desired number of pips.

"Games are more interesting when they're fair."

Boss William suddenly spoke, his gaze sweeping over everyone, making Number 2 break out in a cold sweat.

"This guest did something inappropriate and should indeed be punished."

"Mark him down for one drink, and the game continues."

Hearing Boss William's words, Number 2 was surprised, not expecting Boss William to let him off so easily.

After all, many bettors had also bet on Number 2, and Boss William couldn't just kill Number 2 solely because of his one report; otherwise, the angry bettors would cause a scene.

Cheng Zhen, however, was not surprised by this.

Anyway, his goal had been achieved.

Looking at Number 2, who sat back at the table proudly and defiantly, Cheng Zhen was fearless and rolled the dice as usual.

After a few more clattering sounds, several people exchanged glances, their actions appearing much more cautious than before.

"Three fives."

"Five twos."

"Six threes."

They called out cautiously, unwilling to reveal too many of their dice counts.

When it was Cheng Zhen's turn, Number 1 and Number 2 were still a bit nervous, fearing he would once again extend his 'Winning Finger'.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhen simply called out his numbers honestly and passed, which relieved them somewhat.

However, after Number 1 called 'seven fives', Cheng Zhen suddenly slapped the table and loudly declared, "SPOT ON!"

(Refers to a correct prediction. For example, when calling 'seven fives', if a participant believes there are exactly seven fives on the table, they can call 'SPOT ON'. The dice are then revealed starting from the next player. If there are indeed seven fives on the table, the prediction is successful, and everyone except the successful predictor is penalized. If the prediction fails, the predictor himself is penalized.)

Number 1's pupils constricted.

He hadn't expected Cheng Zhen to suddenly pull such a move.

Caught off guard, he didn't know how to react but could only try his best to adjust his dice before lifting the dice cup under the waiter's gaze.

12335, two fives.

Number 1 gritted his teeth; it was indeed different from his previous numbers.

Xiao Jiao and Number 2 also lifted their dice cups, revealing four fives.

Cheng Zhen glanced at them, then revealed his own one five.

SPOT ON (prediction) successful!

Everyone except Cheng Zhen would be penalized!

The waiter quickly jotted down a drink for everyone.

Number 2's face was the worst, because with the previous two times, he had now been marked for three drinks, and two more would mean he was finished.

But the more you fear something, the more it happens.

After that, Cheng Zhen directly started a frenzy of SPOT ON calls, igniting the entire venue!

Not to mention Number 1 and Number 2, even Xiao Jiao's face turned pale with fright.

No, big brother, take it easy!

Your teammates are going to be AOE'd too!!!

(AOE: Area of Effect damage)

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Cheng Zhen: Southern Barbarians Invade, Ten Thousand Arrows Unleashed...

Xiao Jiao: Peach, peach, need peach!!! (A reference to a card in a Chinese card game, used to heal or save a player.)