"Death sworn retainers don't come that cheap," Chen Yu said dismissively. "Five thousand a month? There's no way you could raise death sworn retainers on that."
"Quite a few people here only make six hundred a month," Mohist said helplessly.
"How much? Hasn't the welfare breeze reached this place?"
"Longevity Prefecture's welfare has nothing to do with Righteous Qi Prefecture."
"Hmm... forget it. Five thousand it is. Any less and I'd feel bad. I'll leave this to Deng Zixing. Once we're out, I'll work out a set of rules with him."
"All right." Wang Shanzhang nodded too. "You're the Tribulation Immortal. You call the shots."
"Old Wang... forget it. Let's go. Time to get out."
Wang Shanzhang waved his hand, and the bamboo sword sliced through the sky, carrying Chen Yu and Mohist out together.
Once they were out, Mohist asked Chen Yu for his phone. After fiddling with Classics Auto Chess on it, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Chen Yu, what kind of Dreamscape gameplay is this? How come I've never played it before?"
"It's a new style of gameplay derived from mahjong. Of course you haven't played it."
"No wonder it feels a little familiar. These card illustrations... aren't they a bit risqué?"
"If you don't like them, you can poke your own eyes out."
"It's not that I don't like them. I just think they could be a little more risqué. Hmm... interesting."
Mohist was hooked almost immediately. A dozen minutes later, he was even a little annoyed when Chen Yu nudged him.
"Chen Yu, why are you pushing me? I'm only playing on your phone."
"No, haven't you forgotten what you're supposed to be doing?"
"...Playing auto chess?"
"Ugh. Testing."
"...Oh."
Mohist reluctantly lowered the phone. Still staring at the game screen, he suddenly said,