Unable to Help Himself

With a wail from Yimo, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He finally looked at Juzi, who was having the time of her life, and couldn't help reaching out with both hands to pinch her slightly chubby cheeks, squeezing them again and again!

"Qian Baitao!!!"

"Twenty-five players on the enemy side, and we have no idea what cards they drew. If we reveal ourselves at all in the early game, it'll be a total landslide!!!"

"Our odds of winning are ridiculously low. How are we supposed to play this game!!!"

Yimo was genuinely about to explode. There was no need to think twice: once they entered the game, he'd definitely be the Blood Ghoul Progenitor, and Juzi would be the Blood Ghoul Werewolf!

If he let this goofball out there, wouldn't she expose herself in less than a day and get them a GG amid cheerful laughter?

Their only hope of winning was to rely on Ye Xi to slaughter her way through the whole field by herself!

Besides, Yimo had just finished a game. It was a lie to say he wasn't exhausted. If he had to keep playing, he'd go insane!

Juzi's cheeks had been pinched red. Looking aggrieved, she slurred, "Mmm... I want to... keep... playing... playing with... Sakamoto..."

Yimo: "Play with my ass!"

Though Yimo was furious, Juzi had already chosen to continue the game without asking him, so he could only accept his fate.

Just as Yimo began thinking about how to get a perfect start in the next game, the system spoke again.

"Dingling, failed to enter the game."

"A player participating in the game is unable to enter. This game has ended."

Life was sometimes like a roller coaster. The highs and lows came so quickly that they caught