Chapter 3: Me Too
After a round of the game ended, the three of them indeed won, and then Yuan Meng and the other two insisted that he was cheating and wanted to report him.
After all, a player who usually only rushed in recklessly suddenly played as if possessed by Kled—if that was not a hack, then what was?
The two unanimously decided not to play with a cheater and planned to settle accounts with him tomorrow.
Of course, it could also be that they had no gaming experience in that match, so they logged off and went to bed.
At this moment, Lin Mo stared blankly at his own hands.
This was definitely not some sudden enlightenment—it was a "hack."
“Which family’s kid cries every day, huh? I’ve also drawn my card, haven’t I?”
“Wait a second… Since programming and humanoid plug-ins are real, then…”
“My blue… cough cough, my Lamborghini supercar, Changbai Mountain ginseng, 24k pure gold gourd!”
The pain, it was too painful!
If it was really as he imagined, then he didn’t even dare think about what he had missed out on.
The pink Desert Eagle aside—that thing, even if real, could not be brought out in the country, and he might even get sentenced for it.
The silver ingot aside—even if it was 20 grams, it wasn’t worth much—but a sports car, ginseng, and the 24k pure gold gourd weighing 7.8 grams were different.
Those were real money.
Even the least valuable, the gold gourd, weighed nearly 8 grams.
According to current gold prices, selling it immediately would fetch more than six thousand yuan—let alone the sports car and the ginseng.
“Forget it, even if it’s real, I wouldn’t have money to fuel the sports car if I got it. If I wanted to sell it, I wouldn’t even know if there were proper documents. This wave isn’t a loss.” Lin Mo clutched his chest, comforting himself.
The reason he could still comfort himself was because he was not completely certain.
After all, both times he had only bought tutorial videos, learning skills and knowledge, without any physical items, so he was unsure whether physical items were also authentic.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo quickly looked at his phone and found that, just like in the afternoon, after the video finished playing, it exited directly back to the phone’s main page.
The pop-up window had long disappeared.
At this, Lin Mo felt another stab of pain.
Four items, and he had only bought one—if only he could have bought them all.
After all, no man could resist the temptation of supplements that nourished yin and strengthened the kidneys.
Even if one was already invincible in the world, being invincible in the bedroom too, riding on Dian Wei, wouldn’t that be like adding wings to a tiger?
A small investment, a huge reward—there was simply no resistance.
Lin Mo then opened Pinduoduo and searched for Lamborghini, Desert Eagle, Changbai Mountain ginseng, 24k pure gold gourd, blue… (crossed out).
If someday someone saw his Pinduoduo search history, wouldn’t that be socially embarrassing?
But surprisingly, the search results, at least on the cover, looked exactly the same as what he had bought.
Even the prices were similar, with only a fluctuation of less than five yuan up or down.
This made him once suspect that he had actually bought them there.
But when checking orders, he found no purchase records.
Only WeChat Pay showed deduction records, but without any seller information—it was strange.
Under the covers, Lin Mo held up his phone, staring at the 24k pure gold gourd on Pinduoduo, hesitating whether to place an order.
Just one look and anyone could tell it was fake.
If it were real, people in the country would have been rich long ago.
And that Porsche for 14.78 yuan was almost certainly just a model car, and not even a good-quality one, just plastic.
But thinking of his experiences the last two times, with a trial mindset, he still paid 2.9 yuan to order the 24k pure gold gourd.
First, it was less than three yuan—no heartache.
Second, he could use it to verify authenticity.
He didn’t know whether that special shopping pop-up would appear again.
It did say “one order per day,” and judging by the time, it should refresh after midnight.
If it appeared, and he bought a piece of gold jewelry there, comparing would make everything clear.
He could only wait until midnight tomorrow.
“Phew\~” Exhaling heavily, Lin Mo put down his phone, picked up the glass on the bedside table, and took a big sip of water.
“Sleep, sleep, it’s already two o’clock, life matters more.”
Then Lin Mo curled up in his blanket like a cocoon, tossing and turning for a while before finally falling asleep.
The night passed uneventfully.
The next day, Friday.
Yawning, Lin Mo stepped into the company gate at the last minute before eight.
“Morning, Sister Li.”
“Morning, Brother Wang.”
…
Lin Mo greeted a few familiar colleagues, then sat down at his workstation, eyes vacant.
When did office workers ever brim with energy?
Their resentment alone could feed several evil sword immortals—well, except success gurus, who only listened for applause.
The whole morning, Lin Mo was absent-minded, constantly checking his phone for a pop-up.
What if it appeared again?
Even so, his work efficiency was much higher than before, and he felt quite relaxed, even with time to scroll TikTok for sexy girls.
At noon, across from the company, at a braised chicken rice shop.
Lin Mo, Zhang Wei, and Yuan Meng sat together for lunch.
Yuan Meng and Zhang Wei were still condemning his “cheating” behavior last night.
But Lin Mo seemed a little distracted.
“Hey? Xiao Black Dog, why are you always spacing out? What’s wrong, got something on your mind? Let me guess—could it be a little emotional trouble?” Yuan Meng saw him like this, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a strong gossiping tone.
Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes, glanced around, then leaned close to Yuan Meng’s ear and whispered:
“Sister Yuan, I… might be a cheater!”
Yuan Meng rolled her eyes, punched him, and scolded: “I think you’re an idiot!”
“Exactly, using cheats in a game? Despicable,” Zhang Wei said, raising his middle finger.
Lin Mo: …
“I swear, I really am a cheater, but I, Lin Mo, didn’t use cheats!”
At this, Yuan Meng sneered, then directly entered food mode.
Lin Mo: …
These days, telling the truth and no one believed him.
He then turned to Zhang Wei and asked casually: “Old Zhang, if you got a cheat, like one of those golden fingers in novels, what would you do?”
“Me? I’d stop eating beef!”
Lin Mo: …
“Ahem, not that powerful. Can’t fly, can’t turn into Homelander.”
Hearing this, Zhang Wei rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, then said: “If I had a cheat, I’d want to transmigrate into a novel and be the protagonist!”
Lin Mo: →\_→
“What, you want to dominate the ages, or ‘don’t bully the poor youth’?”
Hearing this, Zhang Wei looked at him disdainfully and said: “Do you think I’m stupid? What’s the point of fighting and killing? I’d go straight for the landlady!”
“Pfft…”
Lin Mo directly sprayed out the chicken in his mouth, then gave him a thumbs-up: “Cough cough… as expected of you, Brother Wei!”
“What landlady?” Yuan Meng asked curiously from the side.
Zhang Wei: …
Lin Mo: …
“Uh, don’t ask too much about society’s matters!”
“Tch, fine, don’t tell me. But seeing your guilty faces, I know it’s nothing good.” Yuan Meng rolled her eyes at the two, then asked again: “Then what about you? Which novel would you want to enter as the protagonist?”
Lin Mo: “Hmm… me too!”
Zhang Wei: …
Yuan Meng: …
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