There were also some people he did not recognize.
However, these players seemed to have entered some special state. Their bodies had become phantoms as they sat around a table, and within that board game, Venti seemed to glimpse little game pieces resembling the players.
"Could it be that you're sad because you can't swindle alcohol from strangers? Don't forget, you're forbidden from drinking for seven days."
Zhongli said this after glancing at Venti.
"..."
Venti was left speechless, though he also felt somewhat indignant.
He had originally planned to at least swindle some wine and save it for after the seven days were up. After all, New Penacony was such a huge city—it could not possibly only be open for seven days, right?
Yet now even strangers knew he had been swindling alcohol.
"What game? I want to play too."
Though he felt aggrieved, someone as fond of fun as Venti simply could not resist the allure of a game!
"[Stellar Journey]. A Monopoly-like game. Roll the dice, move the corresponding number of spaces, encounter events, make choices..." Zhongli, acting as the host, explained slowly.
"Then how do you win?"
Venti asked impatiently.
"This game is no joke. There is no victory, only death."
Zhongli folded his arms and spoke coldly.
"?!!"
"Don't scare Venti... Dying in the game only removes you from it. Then you can leave with all the gains you earned in this Monopoly game. Whether you get rich overnight or end up deeply in debt overnight depends entirely on a single thought. Want to give it a try?"
Chen Li, who had been observing the game, asked.
At the same time, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and ate both the soup and the spoon, then accepted another spoon.
That was simply how one