Chapter 749: Round Eleven Death Game — Lethal Company!

"I think so too!" Lin Yang thumped his pillow, brimming with energy, and said, "I heard that Yue Zhao has allied with other Old Era forces to take us on."

"He'd better pray he doesn't run into his Yang Ge, or he'll end up shitting himself!"

With that, Lin Yang thought it wasn't thorough enough, let out a cold snort and added, "If he can't spit it out, count it as a clean pull!"

Su Yang couldn't hold back a Laugh, letting out a Pfft that rang through the living room.

Right after Laughing, he realized how improper it was and quickly stifled the sound.

"You, you, if your strength were a bit tougher, our team could have two players who have earned a rare Hidden Achievement," Su Yang said.

"It's only a matter of time. I'm already seasoned at games now, no need for the future; next Death Game I'll definitely bring back a 3S-level Scoring for you to see!" Lin Yang declared solemnly.

"Now I'm looking forward to it," Su Yang said with a smile.

"Rest assured, I, Lin Yang, keep my word—no empty talk!" Lin Yang patted his Chest.

The two locked eyes, and Su Yang still couldn't restrain himself.

He thought that he must have caught some ailment that makes him Laugh whenever he sees Lin Yang's face.

Meanwhile, Lin Yang just kept chuckling idiotically.

"Enough chatting, I'm tired."

"But I have no drowsiness right now."

"Then let's go out for a few laps."

"…Seems it's not impossible."

Su Yang:?

He turned his head just in time to see Lin Yang, clad in pajamas and slippers, sprint out.

He then let out a few strange cries, shattering the Island's tranquility.

Not long after, lights in several Villa rooms turned on, a few Brains stuck out of the windows, muttering curses twice before finally lowering the flags.

…

8 a. m.

Su Yang got up on schedule to exercise, and after finishing went back to catch a brief nap.

He only got out of bed when lunch began at 12 p. m.

The kitchen already had a massive spread laid out, and the craving bug inside Su Yang was tugged so hard it nearly leapt up.

"Stayed up late again yesterday?" Luo Shuangshuang asked, noticing Su Yang's dark circles while distributing chopsticks.

Even Zhuge Chen couldn't claim superiority.

"It's been two consecutive days, I'm exhausted," Su Yang yawned.

"No drama to follow, no game to play—how could you stay up so late?" Ximen Zhirou asked curiously.

"Kids can go off, you don't get the adult world," Lin Yang waved his hand and said.

Ximen Zhirou pursed his mouth, a touch of self‑inflicted dullness in his expression.

"Where's Brother Zhuge?" Su Yang glanced left and right, unable to spot him.

"He went to the restroom," Yu Ning said.

"It's always like that—when you assign him something, it's either a gale or rain."

"Probably an Intestine emergency; as soon as he hears a meal, he wants to go," Lu Junsheng said.

"Enough about that, are we ready to eat?" Qin Weiyang's face looked a bit odd.

"No waiting, come on, come on, everyone grab your chopsticks!" Su Yang called.

"Hold on, don't hurry—do one first!"

"You're a boozehead, huh? Down a jin each round?"

"That's called a light sip for pleasure; with my current physique, ten jins is just mouthwash!"

"Tch!"

The meal again passed amid Laugh and merriment.

When Zhuge Chen came back from the restroom, the food had already been half cleared.

Frightened, he rushed to grab a bowl and started flinging the remnants like a whirlwind!

The others saw his 'starving ghost' reincarnation appearance and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After eating, it was classic entertainment time again.

A few days earlier, a pile‑up of too many matters had drained everyone's appetite for fun.

Now the issue has been resolved, yielding a relatively satisfactory result.

Thus the Mahjong plan Restart!

Unfortunately Xi Jun is already dead, and they won't let Su Yang take a seat.

They could only rope in Mahjong‑inept Lin Yang and Qin Weiyang onto the stage.

Luo Shuangshuang gave a thorough tutorial, and Qin Weiyang immediately understood the rules.

"What did you just say, what needs to be an eye?" Lin Yang asked, a bit confused.

"Two identical tiles can serve as an eye," Luo Shuangshuang said, gradually losing patience.

"Never mind, never mind, just start playing; you'll pick it up as we go," Lin Yang urged.

"Hold on, first let's clarify the wager—what do we do with the biggest loser?" Luo Shuangshuang asked.

As Lu Junsheng and Qin Weiyang were pondering, Lin Yang clapped his hands and shouted, "The biggest loser washes the feet of the biggest winner!"

"Eh~" Luo Shuangshuang looked at him with a hint of disgust.

"What's up? Too scared to bet?" Lin Yang straightened his Chest and asked.

"Aren't you just being a pure …?" Luo Shuangshuang gave him a withering look and continued:

"If I win and you lose, you have to touch my Foot with those dirty hands—this isn't a punishment, it's clearly a reward for you!"

"If I lose and you win, I still have to touch your stinky Foot—so disgusting."

Lin Yang, upon hearing, instantly became displeased, "What do you call a reward? You're really good at plastering gold on your own face, do you really think your feet are jade?"

"Besides, my Foot is cleaner than your face, and smells great—a lick would still count as a reward."

"You even add this disdain on top."

"If you can't afford to lose, then don't play."

After this Provocation Technique, Luo Shuangshuang indeed took the bait.

She instantly roared, "Wash if you must, today I'll see how a rookie like you can beat me!"

First Place round Mahjong quickly begins.

As soon as the dealer dealt a tile, Lin Yang slowly sorted the tiles by number and type.

After his opponent finished discarding, Lin Yang remained immersed in his own world.

Luo Shuangshuang, dissatisfied, said: "Your turn, hurry up."

"What are you hurrying for? Didn't you see Lin sir studying?"

After speaking, Lin Yang suddenly sensed something was off and let out a light "yi" sound, "How did I lose a tile?"

"Let me see!" Luo Shuangshuang counted, her face instantly brightened, "Did you not draw when the tile was jumped?"

"What's 'jumping a tile'? " Lin Yang asked, his head full of question marks.

Hearing this, Luo Shuangshuang burst into laughter, "You're just a little master, this round just play honestly."

"Whoa, you should have said earlier!"

First Place round quickly ends, Luo Shuangshuang wins.

The second round Lin Yang is extremely cautious, his concentration comparable to watching a porn movie.

Unfortunately, eager to win, he shouted "Hu!" without even seeing his tiles clearly!

Evaluated by Luo Shuangshuang, who is both player and professional "referee", this is a false Hu.

"What? Didn't you just say you were going to do an eye?"

"Look carefully, one is a 2‑bamboo, the other a 2‑character; can those form a pair?"

"Huh? Who swapped my tiles? I clearly remembered having two 2‑bamboos."

"Stop babbling, hurry up, a false Hu makes one family lose three families."

"Damn you, Luo, I'll remember you forever."

"Liu liu liu~"

Su Yang watches nearby, often bursting into hearty Laugh at Lin Yang's lewd moves.

In the first few rounds, Luo Shuangshuang and Lu Junsheng held a complete experience advantage, winning repeatedly.

Seeing Lin Yang about to lose his underwear completely, his luck suddenly reversed.

Somehow, Lin Yang seemed to have activated a cheat, crazily Self‑Draw.

This Mahjong game lasted from 1 PM to 7 PM, finally ending with Lin Yang's victory.

"Luo maid, remember to wash Lin sir's Foot tonight." Lin Yang sneered.

"Pah!" Luo Shuangshuang's face turned green, spitting viciously.

In the following period each found their own entertainment, passing the time in calm yet extraordinary ways.

Finally, Buffer Period ends.

Accompanied by a bell, a new round of the game begins!

Boom—

【Eleventh round Death Game begins】

【Game Name: Deadly Company】

【Clearance Condition: survive and meet Task requirements】

【Number of players this game: 16】

【Game starts in ten minutes】