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This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 733: Divine Game: Chaotic Blocks 124
Chapter 733: 733: Divine Game: Chaotic Blocks 124
After spending some time sneaking around the maze, Rita finally began executing her plan once the cooldown for her second Owl Got Lost ended.
She had already transferred the cooldown of Phoenix Seat earlier, so now she activated Phoenix Seat directly.
In an instant, Mysterious Power, Unchanged Fate, Moment Reversal, and other skills all had their cooldowns reset.
With Come Hit Me If You Can activated, Rita roamed around half the maze, successfully reactivating Mysterious Power once again.
Then, grabbing some duck down, she transformed into a Fat Duck, slung the No. 2 Gacha Machine over her shoulder, and prepared to leave the maze to handle business.
[You are being watched]... [You are being watched]... [You are being watched]...
Rita: "..."
She seriously wanted to disable that pop-up. She couldn’t even pretend to be clueless anymore.
Midway out, her duck feet suddenly froze. The Fat Duck wiggled its butt and waddled back a few steps. Facing a patch of ice on the ground, likely the leftover effect from some player’s skill, Rita pawed at the ruffled duck feathers on her head.
Who even dropped this duck down? The feathers were sticking up all weird!
The reflection in the ice showed a smiling duck head. It gave a slight nod, clearly satisfied with its personal grooming.
Duck head, you’re way too fan-servicey!
Leaving the maze, Rita headed straight to the exchange.
She still hadn’t dealt with the gacha loot she’d collected in the 10th Month Theme Park. On top of that, she gained another batch during It’s Not the Craft That Sucks. With just over five hours left in the game, she needed to hurry up and get rid of what she didn’t need—or it would all turn into dead weight.
She sent a quick message to her two pets, telling them to head to March Theme Park if they died again.
She wasn’t planning on fighting anymore—February and the 15th Month Theme Parks still had two versions of Foolishness roaming around. Not worth the hassle.
But Nivalis, probably having heard the full story from B8017913, couldn’t help egging her on. The thirst to see her go full power was written all over her words:
Nivalis: "You really not coming? You scared, huh?"
Rita: "Haha, no. I just can’t be bothered. Shut up."
Ignoring Nivalis, Rita reached the exchange and quickly collected the Blocks from items she’d already sold. Then, she listed more Blocks she didn’t need—"Forced Party Formation", "Designated Guarantor", that kind of stuff she was sure she wouldn’t use.
Her key Blocks stayed safely in the gacha machine, because even in full-unlock mode, players still had to pay to play.
Disguised as a Fat Duck, her goal wasn’t actually to scam anyone. freēwēbnovel.com
Without dangling a Divine Relic as bait, no one would bother with her gacha anyway. Her real aim was to blend into the Fat Duck crowd.
Apparently, the spectacle of Foolishness chasing her had left such an impression that no one in the Month Theme Parks dared to mess with the event boxes anymore.
Fat Ducks filled the streets, chasing down players, trying to get them to spin.
She suspected even these event boxes had their own objectives—why else would they be this proactive?
After picking a relatively quiet vending machine, Rita started loitering nearby.
Every ten minutes she checked on her listings and occasionally accepted items Nivalis sent over using special pricing to avoid loss.
With Mysterious Power active and Dull Game in hand, even the occasional stray skill landing on her did nothing.
When no one came to her gacha, she simply stood at the street corner unwrapping leftover event loot boxes.
Courses, outfits, stat boosts, blocks from the Graveyard of Worlds—she got a bit of everything.
She shrunk the battle chat and pinned it to her duck wing, occasionally glancing at it.
Half an hour had passed, and she was still trending. The buzz hadn’t faded.
And she noticed something curious—her stunt had apparently affected other Fat Ducks’ gacha games.
Back in the 10th Month Theme Park, she had staged an act to shift suspicion and reduce pressure from possessing a Divine Relic.
But after the showdown with Foolishness and the public vote that followed, even though she didn’t take a beating in the 10th Month herself, word still got around.
Players from different parks started comparing notes and realized something was off.
So gacha games could be cheated, huh?
Fury · Mech: "Are you tired of living?"
Sakura · Orange White: "That’s straight-up fraud!!!"
Marmang · Crab: "I wish I could live just once like BS-Rita... no f*cks given..."
Tingo · JE: "Don’t you always live like that?"
Tingo · Autumn Deer: "So BS-Rita’s gacha doesn’t even have a Divine Relic, does it?"
BS-Rita: "It does. For real."
Tingo · Autumn Deer: "You’ve got some nerve showing up here again!"
"You still dare run gacha here?!"
The voice came from directly in front of her. Rita jolted in surprise.
Looking up, she saw three Fat Ducks approaching from three directions, blocking off every escape.
Even the sky wasn’t safe—another Fat Duck hovered overhead, not carrying a gacha machine. Was that No. 1?
Where the hell did this mafia come from?
She tried to activate Phantom Shift—blocked again.
Rita didn’t rush to bring out Cat’s Ideal. Instead, she hugged her gacha machine tight and pressed herself against the wall.
"What do you want?"
The Fat Ducks to her left and right pinned their wings against the wall. The airborne one hovered to prevent her escape. The middle one crossed its wings in front of its chest.
A new message popped up on the chat window she’d minimized onto her duck wing. Rita caught it from the corner of her eye:
Lania Kaia · Fat Goose: "Oh my god, the event boxes are bullying an event box!"
Rita: No kidding!
The lead Fat Duck tapped Rita’s gacha machine with the tip of its wing and said,
"Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused us?"
From what she’d seen in the chat, she could pretty much guess. Still, she asked,
"What trouble?"
Left Duck: "Because of you, players don’t want to gacha with us anymore!"
Right Duck: "You started a trust crisis."
Lead Duck: "So tell us—shouldn’t you be responsible?"
Rita: "..."
[You are being watched]... [You are being watched]... [You are being watched]...
Rita didn’t even want to speak anymore.
Couldn’t they just give her a damn break?
She sighed.
"What do you want me to do?"
The Fat Duck in the sky answered,
"They want you to help them get players to finish spinning their gacha machines."
That wasn’t hard. She might even make some profit. Rita asked,
"How many gachas do you have left? Got anything good in there?"
At that, all three Fat Ducks went dead silent.
Rita glanced at the number of remaining gachas in their machines, then spread her duck wings.
"...You might as well just kill me."
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