There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

"Anyway, I've left the item here for you," it'll be up to you whether you want to take on this guest. If time runs out, I will randomly select from all the players."

Having said that,

Little Sprite then stuffed the lollipop, as tall as himself, between his legs and shot straight into the blue sky, disappearing from everyone's sight while leaving behind a trail of orange-red tailfire.

"Here you go."
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Chen Yi weighed the invitation in his hand, stuffed it into Sword Without End's chest, and patted his shoulder with a serious look, "Although Little Sprite snubbed the suggestion you made earlier, I won't. I believe that if you truly did such a thing, no player in the world would be able to replicate it successfully."

"Do you want to prepare in advance?"

"Maybe take some laxatives?"

"A looser consistency should circulate better, won't cause any traffic jam, and is a bit more unobstructed."

"Don't..."

Sword Without End's face turned instantly dark, and with a bitter expression, he respectfully handed the invitation back to Chen Yi, "Yi, you do it. I was just joking earlier; if you really made me do something like that, I'd rather be killed."

"My mouth has a mind of its own sometimes, Yi, please don't take it seriously."

"Tsk."

At that moment, Tuberculosis Rabbit emerged from the map, hands in his pockets and a face full of emotion, "Lost. This seems to be the first time I've tasted defeat in a map, right?"

"No temper at all."

"Really no temper. In my scenario, I clearly saw myself killing that old man, so of course I thought I was the murderer. I painstakingly disguised myself for three hours and finally voted out three innocent people."

"I thought I had won, but damn it, I wasn't actually the murderer."

"After I smothered the old man, he was still left with a breath and was killed by someone else later, the fatal wound wasn't mine."

"This is just messed up."

"It turns out all my hard work performing for three hours was just for others' amusement."

"So stupid, I've never seen such a stupid map before, really, if I lost I would accept it, unless I was given the right answer from the start, otherwise, there's no way I would have cleared it."

"By the way, Yi, did you clear it?"

"I cleared it."

Chen Yi nodded, tucked the invitation into his chest and didn't go on about it. Instead, he went over to a lounge chair by the rooftop and sat down, "But my clearing it was also a stroke of luck. Initially, I too couldn't distinguish if I was the murderer or not. Only as the final clues gradually unfolded did I narrow it down to three suspects."

"But there were no more clues, and I could only randomly choose among these three."

"Luckily, I guessed the right one, and that's how I cleared it."

"What about you, Sword Without End?"

"Me?"

Sword Without End shrugged, leaning casually against the table, "Cleared it. I always thought I was a good guy, seriously deducing for three hours and trying hard to lay out the logic for everyone."

"Finally, I voted out the three people who were likely the murderers."

"And then I found out, I was the murderer all along."

"The system informed me that since the murderer hadn't been successfully voted out in three rounds, the murderer won."

"Although the process was a bit off, the outcome was correct."

"This might be the difference between society and school."

"What are you talking about?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at Sword Without End curiously, "What are you getting at, suddenly bringing up school and society?"

"Think about it. In school, if your process is wrong but your answer is correct, you get zero points, at most some sympathy points."

"But in society,"

"If your process is wrong but your answer is correct, you get full marks."

"In the adult world, who cares about the process? It's all about the outcome."

"..."

Tuberculosis Rabbit silently glanced at Sword Without End, who had suddenly become contemplative, and didn't continue to pay attention to him. Instead, he turned his head towards Chen Yi, "Yi, I just saw Little Sprite. What did she want with you?"

"Here."

Chen Yi casually pulled out the invitation tucked in his arms and handed it to Tuberculosis Rabbit, "She said she's inviting me to be a guest at the Start of Autumn Festival in August. Are you interested?"

...

"To perform a movement that no one else in the world can do?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit stared at the information on the invitation's panel, his brow furrowed in thought, "This is not an easy task. The first and more superior solution would naturally be yoga."

"Many yoga poses are impossible for an ordinary person to perform."

"For example, stuffing your head between your legs."

"But first off, Yi, you can't do that move, and you haven't leveled up in the yoga skill tree. Secondly, even though not many people can do it, there is still a considerable portion of people who can."

"Which also means, we won't be getting the best reward."

"The best reward, naturally, would be performing a movement that absolutely no one else can do."

"But what kind of movement is there that only you, Yi, can perform?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit found himself in a bit of a difficult ponder.

"Wait a minute—"

Just then, Sword Without End suddenly spoke as if he had an epiphany, "I've suddenly got a great idea. Our goal is to try to perform an action that only Yi can do, right?"

"We can actually start by eliminating a bunch of people on a physiological basis."

"For example, peeing while bending over."

"Don't look at me like that. Although I think the example is a bit crude, you guys should understand what I'm getting at. We can filter out a bunch of people based on physiological characteristics."

"For instance..."

Sword Without End suddenly brightened up, "I saw a video on the internet before the game update came, of a guy giving himself a—"

Before he could finish,

"Slap!"

A sudden slap landed squarely on Sword Without End's head.

Tuberculosis Rabbit emotionlessly withdrew his right arm and then turned to look at Yi, "I suddenly have an inspiration. We can start with props."

"The only uncertainty is whether the 'movement' mentioned in the rules is a still shot or a clip."

"If it's a clip, then we can completely rely on props to do something that other players can't possibly do."

"Like—"

"Exterminate!"

"You think other players can imitate that?"

"They definitely won't be able to."

"Wouldn't that mean, Yi, that you're the only one in the world who has done that movement?"

"But if it's a still shot, then it's a bit more challenging."

"How about trying suicide?"

"After all, coming back from hell doesn't take much effort for you, Yi. I suppose not many players would be willing to visit hell just for this, right?"

"That won't work either."

Sword Without End shook his head seriously, "That's even more absurd!"

...

ps: There's only this one chapter today. Stomach flu's got me running to the bathroom again. I've been on the toilet for three hours, my face has gone pale.

Whimper.

I've taken my leave for the day, and that's the last time off for this month.

I'm so miserable. Finally, I can sit on the toilet and have a solid hour's relief. These few thousand words were written while I was holding it in, whimper.