Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Impersonating a God
Chapter 1612

Yin Lan's Amazing Train of Thought

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"Fishing Man" Chen Le, "Dionysus" Yin Lan.

They were the two strongest Tier 3s among the Players so far.

At the same time, since the two belonged to the different organizations of Order and the Freedom Alliance, their positions were naturally opposed.

The two had never formally met before. At most, they had only caught sight of each other from a distance.

In the imagination of many Players, once the two met, they would inevitably fight to the bitter end.

Just like the Diviner and the Grandmaster, or Freud and Tengshe.

But...

Chen Le and Yin Lan were now standing face-to-face, yet neither of them made a move.

Instead, they even looked like old friends, standing by the dining table and leisurely tasting food and wine as they chatted.

"This wine really is excellent," Chen Le praised the wine Yin Lan had handed him. "It's better than any wine I've ever had in the real world."

Yin Lan swirled her glass and said casually, "After all, it's wine brought out at a banquet held by the Chosen of a god who wields the Authority of 'fine wine.' How could it possibly be bad?"

"But... let me make this clear first. I'm not asking this because I look down on you—but what was the best wine you'd ever had before?"

Chen Le thought for a moment before answering, "Brave the World."

Yin Lan froze for a moment, then sighed helplessly. "You hardly drink at all!"

"Drinking is too troublesome," Chen Le said mildly. "My sleep is already poor. Alcohol makes me wake up over and over."

Yin Lan thought for a moment and offered a different opinion. "That just means you haven't drunk enough. Once you drink enough, you'll actually sleep more deeply."

"But that isn't exactly comfortable sleep either. The

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