"Naming each other, drawing lots."
Under Tang Bing's guidance, they successfully created their characters. Hearing Fang Ran's sudden proposal, Gou Yu asked with some confusion:
"That's fine, but why go to all this trouble?"
Then he saw Fang Ran wrapped in a blanket, answering with his eyes drifting upward:
"Ah, since it's rare that we're all diving into a game together, isn't it more fun this way, Xiao Huo? Don't you think it's interesting?"
Hearing his explanation, which was suspicious to the extreme,
Meng Lang admired his own character model, grinning with a "little bro, I've already seen right through you" expression as he tore down the facade:
"Heh, anyway, Little Bro, you must be up to some kind of ghostly trick again."
"And whatever shameful ID you draw, you can't change it, you know."
"Oh? Testing our luck? Interesting!"
Gou Yu: "..."
He somehow felt that this kind of development already made the final outcome crystal clear.
And was this sense of déjà vu his imagination?
Hearing that both Meng Lang and Gou Yu agreed, Fang Ran swished out a notepad and a lottery box from inside his blanket, secretly chuckling to himself in some corner of his heart:
My foolish older brother! Having learned the lesson from that dream last time, I won't use The Create this time; I'll just rig the box directly!
For ruining my morning sleep and that ultra-eye-searing grudge in my dream, you're getting it all at once.
"Speaking of which, if a person only writes three, we don't even need a lottery box."
(;￣д￣) Ah.
Fang Ran fell to his knees; his cheating method had failed even before it could be implemented.
Damn it!!!
"By the way, Tang Bing, little sis, are you joining?"
Completely abandoning the safe approach of writing his own