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If Ling Suyu came in person, he would definitely not give Wen Wei a chance to escape.

But in this intimate position, both of them were a little dizzy and missed the best opportunity. Wen Wei had already turned her back, protected the little round piece, and dragged her still stunned fiancé away.

Seeing the person leave, Ling Suyu straightened up, took a few steps back, and stood to the side, clearing his throat lightly: "Did you learn it?"

"I understand."

Wen Shumu was not lying.

He was very smart and grasped things quickly. Besides, it wasn't a real gun after all. Even if it looked very realistic, it was still just a toy and much easier to use than a real beam gun.

He looked around and finally chose a leaf on a high place. He raised the water gun, found a good position, pressed down with his index finger, and the water jet hit the leaf directly.

Ling Suyu was very satisfied with his learning results. He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Not bad, you can graduate now."

The two left the big tree and walked unhurriedly in the direction Wen Wei had gone.

There was only one road in that direction, and there were no bushes for people to hide in on either side, only neatly arranged trees.

Wen Shumu observed the surroundings: "It should be nearby."

Ling Suyu suddenly stopped, grabbed him, and quickly turned to the side, disappearing behind a tree.

First came a series of hurried footsteps, followed by Wen Wei's voice, panting from running.

"I can't run anymore, that's it, come on, send me out of the game."

He was really unlucky. He thought he had escaped Ling Suyu, but he ran into Ludwig as soon as he ran out, so he had to run back.

Ludwig laughed heartily, but it wasn't annoying: "You should have said so earlier, then we wouldn't have had to run for so long and waste our energy."

Behind the tree, Wen Shumu leaned close to Ling Suyu's ear and whispered, "I didn't see Teacher Chu."

Ling Suyu understands Chu Zhao's personality: "He won't run wildly in front of the camera, and besides, he probably couldn't keep up anyway."

Chu Zhao indeed only symbolically ran two steps before switching to walking mode. With Ludwig willing to chase, there was no need for him to take action.

He took out a mirror he always carried to make sure his hair wasn't messed up before walking forward with his gun in his arms.

As they approached the destination, Chu Zhao heard Wen Wei's elimination message in her earphones.

It seems Ludwig has succeeded.

He slightly curled the corners of his lips and began to quicken his pace.

"Attention all guests, Ludwig is out."

Chu Zhao looked surprised and realized something was wrong. He quickly stopped, but he had already seen Ludwig's dazzling blond hair.

Ludwig also saw the belated Chu Zhao and shrugged regretfully. Behind him was Wen Wei, who was gloating. Further back, Ling Suyu stood with his hands behind his back, while Wen Shumu was holding a gun.

Wen Weile said, "You chased after me, but you still got taken down by Mu Mu with a single shot."

Wen Shumu smiled gently, but the water gun in his hand was aimed at Chu Zhao. It seemed that as long as he took a few more steps forward and entered the range of the water gun, he would immediately pull the trigger and send him out of the game.

Faced with a narrow encounter, or a direct confrontation, Chu Zhao knew he had no chance of winning and had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye to his 2000 credits.

Afraid of getting his clothes wet from Wen Shumu's water gun, he simply stood still, removed the small round piece from his body, and, imitating Jiang Xun's method, picked up the water gun and proactively wet the piece.

Wen Shumu didn't know how Jiang Xun was eliminated, but when he saw Chu Zhao's behavior, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Wen Wei also muttered, "So that's how it can be done..."

Then why did he tell Ye Jingxi to go and rest first, while he ran around exhausted for half a day?

In the end, only Wen Shumu and Ling Suyu remained.

They waited for a while, but the production team didn't announce the end of the game.

Wen Shumu's exceptional memory enabled him to recall Ke Mo's words perfectly.

He muttered, "The director said that the 2000 credits would belong to the last surviving guest. Does that mean it won't be divided into groups?"

Chu Zhao said, "Yes, so I originally planned to send Ludwig away last."

Ludwig: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "You really are my good senior brother."

Wen Shumu was amused by Ludwig's speechless expression and was about to imitate Chu Zhao in removing the small round piece when a hand suddenly grabbed the tip of the water gun in his hand.

The hand gripped the gun tightly, twisting the muzzle slightly until it pressed against the right shoulder. The sapphire ring on the ring finger shimmered with a deep and brilliant light in the sunlight.

Ling Suyu said, "Go ahead and press it."

Wen Shumu panicked, shook his head violently, and tugged at the water gun a few times, trying to pull it away from Ling Suyu's hand, but he couldn't budge it.

"I won't press it." This was the first time he didn't want to listen to Ling Suyu.

Then he saw a very faint smile appear on the Alpha's refined and aloof face.

"Xiao Mu, consider this... a gift for completing your apprenticeship."

Ling Suyu reached out and moved Wen Shumu's hand, which was holding the gun, to the trigger, just as he had done with Ye Jingxi, and pulled him to press it again.

However, this time the two were facing each other, and the gun was now pointed at Ling Suyu.

Wen Shumu's gaze was fixed on Ling Suyu's right shoulder.

The small round piece turned from pink to blue under the influence of water, and the fabric in that area was also wetted by the splashed water.

"Attention all guests, Ling Suyu has been eliminated. The game is over. Congratulations to Wen Shumu for winning 2000 credits."

Wen Shumu stared blankly at the small round piece. The dampness from the square, carried by the wind and accompanied by cheerful music, hit his face and body, and seeped into his heart through the tiny gaps in the fabric.

What should I do, brother...?

My heart seems to be broken.

They jumped too fast.

*

After the game, the guests were noticeably more relaxed, and their voices were much louder.

Ye Jingxi also rushed over, held Wen Wei and looked him up and down for a long time to make sure he was in good condition, then glanced at Ludwig with a longing look.

Ludwig chuckled twice, then quickly slipped behind Chu Zhao, revealing only half of his eye because of his height.

[Who knows? At first, I thought Ludwig and Chuzhao were two aloof manufacturing experts, but it turns out one is straightforward and the other is vain.]

[Ahhh, me too! During the first day of the live stream, I thought Ludwig was a suave and charming Alpha, and Chuzhao was a refined and aloof Alpha.]

[And then there's the refined Dr. Ye, who turns out to be a spoiled brat in front of his wife... It's all so different from what I imagined.]

[I think the most unique one is Mumu! At first, the comments were unbearable to watch, all saying he was a drama queen, and that Marshal Ling must be annoyed by him, etc.]

[This is a complete slap in the face.]

[Tsk tsk, I think the Marshal is clearly head over heels in love. Someone with his sensitive status should be very wary of having a gun pointed at him, even a water gun probably wouldn't do. But not only did he point the gun at himself, he even held his hand and let his wife fire.]

[And the "graduation gift"~~wasn't it just that when I asked Mumu if he wanted to win, I discovered he was after 2000 credits?]

[Fulfill all of my wife's wishes.]

The group headed towards the center of the square, ready to explore the Midsummer Festival. There were many stalls nearby, and a small stage had been set up, suggesting there would be performances later.

The loud music that had been playing in the background suddenly stopped, and the scene fell silent for a moment, with only scattered conversations remaining.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A moment later, various screams suddenly erupted in the square.

Everyone looked towards the stage, and Wen Shumu followed suit.

Someone with the familiar, flamboyant silver hair stepped up the stairs, took a microphone, and stood in the center of the stage.

This face is recognized by anyone who hasn't lost internet access.

Superstar Jiang Xun.