Sinful Utopia
Gu Qingshan drew in a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
He had to admit, this cigar was no ordinary thing.
"From now on, you're my brother. If anyone messes with you, just give them my name. It'll work anywhere." The man pounded his chest, making it ring like a gong.
—His entire body was made of steel. Only his head was still a human head.
Gu Qingshan asked, "Brother, who exactly are you?"
"Liao Xiaopao. My friends across the myriad realms are kind enough to call me Iron Man."
"Pee Xiaopao?"
"—Liao Xiaopao!" The man held out a hand and traced the Human Race's common script in the air.
"Should I call you Iron Bro or Brother Liao?"
"Either is fine."
"Iron Bro, why did you start interrogating me the moment we met?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Liao Xiaopao's eyes widened as he cried, "Interrogating you? I'd never dare use that word. Besides, have you been hurt at all?"
"I haven't been hurt, but I have this strange feeling—like I've fallen into some Law of Causality. As if, if I don't answer your questions, I'll be ordered to do something." Gu Qingshan spoke half-truthfully.
Liao Xiaopao was startled. This guy's intuition is incredible. He's guessed most of it without knowing anything.
"Hey, it's a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. I'm a big fan of games," he hurriedly said.
"A game? You call this a game?" Gu Qingshan asked, puzzled.
"Exactly." Liao Xiaopao put on a serious face. "You might not know, buddy, but this is a popular game everyone's playing these days. It's called Truth or Dare. If you don't tell the truth, you have to do a dare—that's why you had that feeling."
Gu Qingshan looked at him.
A line of tiny, glowing text hung motionless