Chapter 3: Me Too

After the game ended, the three of them had indeed won, but Yuan Meng and the other guy insisted he was hacking and threatened to report him.

After all, a player who only knew how to charge in blindly and recklessly suddenly acting like Kled possessed—if that wasn't a hack, what was?

The two of them unanimously decided not to play with a cheater and prepared to settle the score with him tomorrow. Of course, it was also possible that they just didn't have a good gaming experience that round and logged off to sleep.

At this moment, Lin Mo stared at his own hands in a daze. This definitely wasn't some sudden epiphany; it was a "cheat."

"Who cries every day? Did I actually hit the jackpot?"

"Wait... if the programming and human-form cheat are real, then..."

"My blue—ahem, my Lamborghini supercar, Changbai Mountain ginseng, 24k solid gold gourd! Oh!"

It hurt. It hurt so much!

If things were truly as he imagined, he couldn't even begin to imagine what he had missed out on.

The pink Desert Eagle could be ignored; even if that thing were real, he couldn't take it out in the country, and he might even end up with a prison sentence.

The silver ingots could also be ignored; even at 20 grams, they weren't worth much. But the sports car, the ginseng, and the 7.8-gram 24k solid gold gourd were different—that was real money.

Even the least valuable item, the gold gourd, weighed nearly 8 grams. At current gold prices, selling it would net him over 6,000 yuan, not to mention the sports car and the ginseng.

"Forget it. Even if it were real, I wouldn't have the money to pay for gas if I got the car. And if I wanted to sell it, I wouldn't know if it had the proper paperwork. I didn't lose out on this one," Lin Mo comforted himself while clutching his chest.

The reason he could still comfort himself was that he was still a bit uncertain. Both times, he had purchased instructional videos to learn knowledge and skills, not physical objects, so he wasn't sure if the physical items were guaranteed to be authentic.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo hurriedly looked at his phone and found that, just like in the afternoon, after the video finished playing, it had returned to the phone's home screen, and the pop-up window had long since disappeared.

At this, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel another pang of heartache. There were four items, and he had only purchased one. If only he could have bought them all.

After all, no man could resist the temptation of nourishing the yin and tonifying the kidneys. Even if one were already invincible, being invincible was one thing, but wouldn't riding a Dian Wei be like adding wings to a tiger?

A small investment for a huge return—there was simply no resisting it.

Lin Mo immediately opened Pinduoduo and searched for Lamborghini, Desert Eagle, Changbai Mountain ginseng, 24k solid gold gourd, and blue... (he crossed that one out).

What if someone saw his Pinduoduo search history one day? Wouldn't that be social suicide?

Don't get him wrong, the products that came up in the search, at least on the covers, were exactly the same as the ones he had purchased, and even the prices were similar, fluctuating by no more than 5 yuan. This made him think for a moment that he had actually bought them there.

But when he checked his orders, he couldn't find any purchase history.

There was only a deduction record in his WeChat balance, but it didn't identify the recipient's information, which was quite magical.

Under the covers, Lin Mo held his phone, looking at the 24k solid gold gourd on Pinduoduo, considering whether to place an order. This thing was obviously fake at a glance; after all, if it were real, the whole country would have gotten rich already.

And that 14.78 yuan Porsche—it was almost certainly a model car, and the kind with poor quality and a plastic feel at that.

But thinking back to his last two experiences, and holding a "let's give it a try" attitude, he paid 2.9 yuan and placed an order for the 24k solid gold gourd.

For one, it was less than three yuan, so it didn't hurt his wallet. For another, he could verify whether it was real or fake.

He didn't know if that special shopping pop-up would appear again. It did say "one order per day," and based on the time, it should refresh after 12:00 AM.

If it appeared, he would buy a gold ornament on it, and comparing the two would make everything clear. He would just have to wait until tomorrow morning.

*Huu~* He let out a heavy breath, put down his phone, and took a big gulp of the water he had placed on his nightstand.

"Sleep, sleep. It's already two o'clock. My life is more important."

Lin Mo then turned into a squirming worm under the covers, tossing and turning for a good while before finally falling asleep.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Friday.

Lin Mo walked through the company doors at the very last minute before eight o'clock, yawning.

"Morning, Sister Li."

"Morning, Brother Wang."

Lin Mo greeted a few familiar colleagues and then sat at his desk, eyes glazed over.

What office worker is ever full of energy? The resentment alone could feed several Evil Sword Immortals. Of course, that excludes the masters of successology—"I hear applause."

Throughout the morning, Lin Mo was somewhat distracted, looking at his phone from time to time to see if there was a pop-up. What if there was another one?

But despite this, his work efficiency was higher than ever, and he felt quite relaxed, even having time to scroll through TikTok to look at sexy ladies.

At noon, across from the company, at the Braised Chicken Rice shop.

Lin Mo, Zhang Wei, and Yuan Meng sat together for lunch.

Yuan Meng and Zhang Wei were busy condemning his "hacking" behavior from the night before.

Lin Mo, however, was somewhat distracted.

"Hey? Little Black Dog, why are you so spaced out? What's up? Something on your mind? Let me guess, is it some little romantic trouble?" Yuan Meng asked, raising her eyebrows as she saw him like this, clearly looking for gossip.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes, then looked around, leaned into Yuan Meng's ear, and whispered

"Sister Yuan, I... I might be a cheater!"

Yuan Meng looked speechless, punched him, and scolded: "I think you're a moron!"

"Exactly, hacking in a game, I despise you," Zhang Wei said, holding up his middle finger.

Lin Mo:...

"I swear, I really am a cheater, but I, Lin Mo, did not use hacks!"

To this, Yuan Meng sneered and went straight into "devour food" mode.

Lin Mo:...

Nobody believed him even when he told the truth these days. He looked at Zhang Wei and said nonchalantly, "Old Zhang, if you were to obtain a cheat, something like a golden finger in a novel, what would you do?"

"Me? I'd just stop eating beef!"

Lin Mo:...

"Ahem, I don't have that kind of power. I can't fly, and I can't turn into Homelander."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and 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 are you looking to 'not bully the young and poor'?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wei looked at him with disdain and replied, "Do you think I'm stupid? What's the point of all that fighting and killing? I'd go straight for the landlady!"

"Pfft!"

Lin Mo sprayed the chicken in his mouth out, then gave a thumbs up: "Ahem... as expected of you, Brother Wei!"

"What landlady?" Yuan Meng asked, confused.

Zhang Wei:...

Lin Mo:...

"Uh, don't ask about things in the adult world!"

"Tch, fine, don't tell me then. I can tell by your guilty expressions that it's nothing good," Yuan Meng rolled her eyes at the two of them, then asked, "What about you? Which novel do you want to be the protagonist in?"

Lin Mo: "Um... me too!"

Zhang Wei:...

Yuan Meng:...