Jin Tiancheng and Wu Xinyou rushed into the game room, swept their eyes over the table, and froze for a moment.
There were no balloons to blow up!
Those bastards on the production team were actually this sneaky. Even the minigames were randomized. No wonder they hadn't stopped Yu Zhiwei from giving spoilers earlier.
The seconds ticked by. The two lunged for the middle and chose sorting beans.
The production team had some humanity left. They didn't make them use chopsticks.
After sorting the beans, they returned to Building A and hit the timer. It stopped at 41 seconds.
"Huh? You looked pretty fast to me. Where did you lose time?"
Jin Tiancheng said nothing. Wu Xinyou waved a hand as she caught her breath.
"The minigames are random. There weren't any balloons to blow up when we got there."
"Oh!"
Xie Lin thought for a moment, then stood up and started stretching.
"Our turn."
The corners of Lu Ye's lips lifted.
It was finally their turn. He'd been wanting to hold his wife's hand for ages.
Rather than just wanting it, he acted, decisively taking Xie Lin's hand and interlacing their fingers, his thumb stroking lightly.
"Wifey, ready?"
"Ready."
With that, Xie Lin dropped onto one knee and assumed a sprinter's starting position.
Lu Ye: "..."
He hesitated. Should he kneel too?
Before he could figure it out, Xie Lin had already slapped the timer and shot off like a wild dog off its leash, howling as he went-
"Anyone in my way dies! Let's fucking go, go, go, go, go, go, go..."
"..."
That brute force yanked Lu Ye backward. He stumbled half a step and nearly fell flat on the spot.
Luckily, a top Alpha's physical fitness was formidable. He tightened his core and forcibly pulled his