Is This Proper?

Wen Nan was naturally not Grandpa God of Wealth, nor was he some big spender who threw money around recklessly.

He simply felt that more friends meant more paths to take.

Judging by the task settings in this trial map, the four players, while not exactly in a cooperative relationship, were certainly not in a hostile, competitive one either.

It was fate that they could meet during the novice trial; they were like classmates who had shared a term together.

Since that was the case, it was no skin off Wen Nan's back to lend them a helping hand.

What if, one day in the future, Wen Nan fell on hard times and happened to be at his wit's end when he ran into them? Perhaps they would return the favor because of what he was doing now.

Of course, that was only one aspect. Most importantly, Wen Nan wasn't short on this bit of money. Giving it away was fine; he didn't lose anything by making a few friends.

Wen Nan looked back and forth between Shao Ling and Huang Tao. Far from putting on the airs of a creditor, he even asked with concern, "Is that enough?"

Both men waved their hands repeatedly, thanking Wen Nan again and again for his generosity.

The matter was a happy ending for everyone, except for Fatty, who was a little unhappy. Having his title as the officially designated "only golden grandson" stripped away had already left him feeling a bit dejected, and now, even the special privilege of receiving gifts was no longer unique.

It was inevitable that he would have some petty grievances in his heart.

But fortunately, he had strong self-regulation skills. That negative emotion only flashed through his mind for a moment before he quickly suppressed it.

His positioning was very clear. He knew he was different from players like Huang Tao and Shao Ling, who were only after a favor or two from Ye Jiu. He was a man who intended to hold onto Grandpa Ye's thigh firmly and sit securely in the position of the big boss's "leg hair."

So, after composing himself, Fatty cheerfully sidled up to Wen Nan again to ask what he planned to do next. He glanced at the other two and suggested, "The four of us can just make up a card table, right?"

Huang Tao asked where they were supposed to get cards when there was nothing in the dormitory but empty beverage bottles and instant noodle cups.

At this, Fatty pulled a deck of playing cards from his pocket, held them up, and said, "I have some!"

The other three looked at Fatty in surprise.

These cards were clearly brought from the real world outside the game, but who the hell carries a deck of cards with them? Was he Doraemon?

Fatty ignored the gazes of the other three and walked to the table in the center of the room. "Come on, Guan Dan?"

The four of them gathered at the table and played Guan Dan for half the night.

It wasn't until Huang Tao and Shao Ling were so sleepy their eyelids were fighting each other and they kept making mistakes that the table finally broke up.

Wen Nan checked his account balance; it was finally unlocked.

He walked over to his desk and pulled up that familiar prize wheel from the system.

9527: [The following is an introduction to the prize wheel rules for the contestant--

1. A single draw requires 100 gold coins;

2. The contestant's task rating this time is Excellent, and the additional reward is of the highest level, with no limit on the number of draws;

3. The prize wheel has a 100% win rate;

4...]

The prize wheel rules were exactly the same as before. Wen Nan scanned them and skipped straight ahead, took a deep breath, and clicked the button to confirm the start of the draw.

Fatty sat beside Wen Nan, watching the wheel spin rapidly, chanting, "Gold! Gold! Gold!"

However, the wheel stopped, and a familiar golden treasure chest dropped out.

[Congratulations! You have drawn a "White" prize--Money Bag!]

[Contents of the Money Bag: 51 gold coins.]

[Accept?]

Sure enough, another Money Bag.

Wen Nan's luck was as abysmal as ever.

Once the drawing started, it couldn't be stopped. He quickly clicked for the second round, and another Money Bag dropped.

Having long prepared for a war of attrition, Wen Nan was not discouraged this time. He rolled up his sleeves and kept drawing.

After drawing 38 Money Bags in a row, finally--

[Congratulations! You have drawn a "Yellow" prize--Lubricant!]

Wen Nan: ?

This lubricant, it wouldn't be the kind he was thinking of, would it?

[Lubricant: For human use, can enhance the experience of ***, make ** smoother, and make ** last longer.]

[Accept?]

Wen Nan: ...

He clicked accept without a word.

Here, Wen Nan solemnly declares that it had nothing to do with the item description; it was purely because the "Yellow" tier was not considered low.

He clicked to continue drawing, the wheel started again, and one Money Bag after another fell out.

After receiving another 42 Money Bags, the treasure chest changed again--

[Congratulations! You have drawn a "Yellow" prize--Nylon Rope!]

Nylon Rope: A cable made of nylon material, suitable for binding in various situations.

[Accept?]

Wen Nan: ??

The kind of "situations" you're referring to had better be the kind that can be broadcast on a livestream.

Wen Nan clicked accept again and spun the wheel once more.

After consecutively receiving 39 Money Bags and 2 Nutrient Supplements, a new treasure chest dropped—

[Congratulations! You have drawn a "Yellow" prize—Little Leather Whip!]

[Little Leather Whip: 30cm in length, weighing approximately 600g, made from top-grain cowhide with a scale-like texture on the surface. A must-have item for home and travel.]

[Accept?]

Wen Nan: ???

What the hell is a "must-have item for home and travel"? Who brings a Little Leather Whip on a trip?!

Wen Nan cursed under his breath, clicked accept, and quickly moved on to the next round of draws.

Unsurprisingly, another surprise occurred—

[Congratulations! You have drawn a "Yellow" prize—Goat Eye Ring!]

[Goat Eye Ring: A daily necessity handcrafted from the dried and sterilized upper and lower eyelashes of a goat. It has a wide range of uses, such as...]

Wen Nan closed the product description halfway through.

Reading any further would be indecent.

He clicked confirm directly, his mood complicated.

Is this... a nest of "Yellow" prizes? Every treasure chest he received was "Yellow"?

He now highly suspected whether the prize pool of this game was even legitimate.

After drawing five "Yellow" prizes in a row, the Fatty noticed Wen Nan's noticeably stiff movements and stood up at the right moment.

"Uh, I'm suddenly a bit sleepy, I'm going to go to bed and nap for a while. Boss, you keep drawing."

With that, the Fatty scrambled onto his bunk in a flash.

Left alone at the table, Wen Nan spent the rest of the night until dawn rolling through the "Yellow" prize pool with a complicated heart.

Finally, the alarm for the countdown nearing its end rang out from the floating light screen above his head.

[00:00:04--]

[00:00:03--]

[00:00:02--]

[00:00:01--]

[Beep!]

[New contestant mission has arrived, please check!]

The other three roommates had all climbed out of bed early, walking to the area beneath the light screen with serious expressions to take their places, then skillfully received the final mission from the system.

[Main Mission 3: Kneel down and call me Daddy!]

Huang Tao: ...

Shao Ling: ...

Fatty: ...

Wen Nan: ...