My chuunibyou self: All my fantasies have come true

Not far away, a crowd gathered around a bonfire, singing and dancing.

The darkness before me seemed to divide yin and yang.

"Perhaps...perhaps...that's what's strange about the dungeon world." Cao Lihao shrugged.

"No, no!"

Lu Jing let out a deep breath.

"These villagers surnamed Zhang are not actually from here!!"

"What!?" Cao Lihao looked at Lu Jing in surprise.

"They are not villagers; they are players who are trying to complete the challenges, just like us."

Lu Jing said, word by word.

(Fourth update. This dungeon is a bit long, but it's almost over. Thank you all for your support.)

Chapter 69 The Dark Dragon Sleeping Above the Crimson Flames

2025-03-23 ​​16:51:50 Author: Wukong Who Can Eat

They weren't villagers; they were players, just like us, trying to complete the levels.

Lu Jing said, word by word.

Cao Lihao looked utterly astonished.

"They failed to pass the test and were trapped here, becoming villagers."

The memories have been altered, so the family tree is new.

It wasn't renovated by the villagers surnamed Zhang at all, as we imagined.

So their ages and appearances don't match, and most importantly, their relationships are all messed up.

This is why a person in their twenties might call a person in their thirties "Mom".

That's why so many things are going wrong, and the villagers with the surname Li are the original villagers.

Lu Jing finished speaking in one breath.

"So what?" Cao Lihao asked.

Even if the Zhang family members are outsiders, what can that prove?

They failed the test and were left here forever, becoming the villagers.

Lu Jing pondered for a moment, "The key question is, why... why would these losers help us build the temple?! And why would the villagers surnamed Li destroy the temple?"

The rules were no longer ironclad. We entered the ancestral hall but did not encounter anything strange. Instead, we discovered two family genealogies, which revealed that the Zhang family members were not the original inhabitants of the village.

The rules also tell us not to trust the villagers with the surname Li, but now the problem lies with those who failed the test, had their memories erased, and became new villagers.

"Could it be... could it be..."

Cao Lihao's throat moved, and he realized a terrible possibility.

"Could it be that even the rule allowing us to build the temple is a lie?" Lu Jing's expression was grim.

Cao Lihao's body stiffened slightly.

If all of this was fake from the beginning.

So... what is real?

Doesn't everything they did mean nothing?

“You…” Cao Lihao pondered for a moment, “But these are all just your guesses.”

Lu Jing nodded. "That's right. Precisely because it was just a guess, that's why I only told you."

So far, everything has been Lu Jing's speculation.

He had no way to persuade his companions to stop building the temple using this reason.

Moreover, the temple is now complete.

Of course, Lu Jing himself wasn't entirely confident either.

"I should have known better than to come and comfort you," Cao Lihao suddenly sighed.

Lu Jing raised an eyebrow.

Cao Lihao explained, "Tonight, apart from the heavens, no one will know whether your guess is true or false."

If you are right, then our fate will definitely be terrible.

But if they had actually listened to you, they would have destroyed the temple now.

When the time comes, your guess will be wrong, and we will still be in a terrible situation.

Therefore, I would prefer that I know nothing until you present strong evidence.

That way I can spend what might be the last night of my life happily, instead of living in fear like I am now.

Lu Jing smiled.

Cao Lihao lit a cigarette for himself and handed one to Lu Jing.

Do you like gambling?

Lu Jing looked up: "Why are you asking this question?"

Cao Lihao said leisurely, "One reason why gamblers like gambling is that they seek excitement and pleasure in gambling."

The anticipation of winning and losing in gambling stimulates the nervous system, thus generating hormones that are naturally present in the body.

Therefore, gamblers crave this hormonal metabolism to bring about a lasting feeling.

Another theory is that gambling is a refuge for lonely and depressed people.

Gamblers typically lack good interpersonal relationships because their habits make them overly focused on their own lives. Gambling can also be a form of escapism.

As he spoke, Cao Lihao paused and looked at Lu Jing.

So which one are you?

gambler?

Lu Jing smiled.

He gazed at the distant lights, his eyes gradually hardening, and he gave a wicked smile.

"Gamblers? No, people are always bound by certain perceptions and live accordingly; that's reality."

However, this kind of cognition is itself ambiguous, and reality may just be a mirage.

The unfavorable situations in this world are all caused by the inadequacy of the parties involved.

And I happen to be the most capable one; I apologize if I've said too much.

That's just the kind of person I am. I may appear carefree and unrestrained on the outside, but deep down I've already taken control of everything..."

Cao Lihao: (O_o)???

He now suspects that Lu Jing may have some kind of mental illness.

...........

late at night.

The joyful atmosphere had not yet dissipated, and the fragrance lingered in the air.

The biting wind and swirling snowflakes quietly departed that night, as if they had never existed.

The cold air softened, the wind stopped howling, and the snowflakes ceased falling.

As night fell, a tranquility enveloped the earth, with only faint starlight twinkling in the sky.

Without the sounds of wind and snow, the world seemed to have fallen asleep, and everything appeared so quiet and peaceful.

This sudden silence gave people a strange sense of warmth and comfort.

In front of the temple.

Two villagers fell to the ground.

The wine spilled all over the ground and flowed slowly down from all around the temple.

Lu Jing was carrying a bottle of liquor.

When the wine runs out, just replace it with a fresh one.

Until you feel that's enough.

He stopped what he was doing, and a lighter appeared in his hand.

Lu Jing stood in front of the temple.

Cao Lihao was wrong; Lu Jing was not a gambler.

He's insane!!!

A madman who doesn't care at all whether his decisions will kill himself or others.