Although the white kitty grew up in Wang Palace and was taught many etiquettes, she herself does not really abide by them.

If we were to say:

A well-behaved princess is like an elegant and noble Persian cat, exuding an air of "aristocracy among cats".

By this standard, the white kitty, in every movement, seems like a stray cat, emitting a carefree and uninhibited feeling.

Perhaps it is because of the atmosphere around her, which is so relaxing, that:

Since the white kitty moved into this room, she has thrown away the last trace of knowledge about etiquette standards from her mind and tossed it into the trash bin.

From one action you can see:

No matter how strange the orange cat's movements are, at least he uses his paws instead of his palms to roll the dice in an orderly manner;

But this little white princess, she throws the dice in a fanciful way!

Has anyone ever heard of putting dice on the tip of the nose, shaking the head and throwing the dice away?

Has anyone ever heard of hanging a wagging tail in front of the body, using the dice as a ball, using the tail as a racket, and then throwing the dice away?

Not to mention:

Using her little tender feet instead of palms, she casually throws the dice by lightly stepping on them.

Looking at the princess making so many improper movements, the orange cat has already started to doubt the loyalty of his subordinates (the group of cats).

"Meow meow (wait, weren't you supposed to say: this princess is gentle and soft? Why is she wilder than me?)".

The orange cat, the cat emperor, naturally does not know:

This is an era that judges by appearance, and cat species are no exception.

Indeed, those minions have mentioned some basic characteristics of the white kitty to the boss, but when they said "gentle and soft," they mainly meant:

Referring to her healing face and emphasizing her petite appearance that is "soft and easy to push down"!

For the orange cat, personality may be more important than appearance, but the group of cats firmly believes that "appearance is more important than personality".

Before the orange cat could come to his senses from his doubts, he would need to wait for a while;

During this time, the white kitty started her next throw.

The number on the dice is "6", so after familiarizing herself with the rules, the white kitty controlled her chess piece and moved forward "12" steps.

Since just now, Wang Xiaole has been wanting to ask;

The reason why he has been waiting until now is mainly because he is worried that the white kitty won't recognize human numbers;

But after several careful observations, the girl found that the little girl on the opposite side doesn't have trouble recognizing the numbers on the dice;

On the contrary, the white kitty knows all the human numbers;

After understanding the corresponding numbers represented by the dice, she doubles the original number and makes the chess piece move twice as far.

Under the current "double speed" situation, the game process of the white kitty has evolved from a simple "buying and selling land" to a "round-the-map journey".

Hmm, this is a journey that sets off instantly.

While Wang Xiaole is marveling at the "wonderful childhood," he finally can't help but ask:

"White kitty, are you holding a 'dice that only smart people can see' in your hand?"

Shaking her head.

"No? Then why does big brother always feel like the number of steps you move forward each turn is like the result of two dice added together?"

"......"

"Is the white kitty answering: because you are an orc, so the speed of each turn's action is destined to be twice as fast as an ordinary player?"

At the same time, the little girl nodded and awkwardly straightened her waist, showing a slight sense of superiority towards her own race.

Wang Xiaole summarized:

Lucia is the "True Love Player" who is unobstructed and cannot be stopped by the prison walls;

Bai Mao is the "Super Player" who doubles his actions every time and treats "travelling around the map" as the main goal.

"What about you? What makes you different?"

Wang Xiaole stared at the orange cat without blinking, only to see the latter raise its cat tail, tilt its head, and open its front paws, as if declaring:

I am the "Royal Player" who rules the world!

In an instant, Wang Xiaole suddenly realized:

Among the four players in the room, he was the only one without any status or special features, a "commoner."

It's like:

In a team formed in an online game, among the four members, three of them are players with paid currency, and the remaining one doesn't need to be said...

How can one enjoy playing like this—Wang Xiaole swallowed this sentence.

After all, it was he who proposed to play "Monopoly". If he voiced his opinions at this moment, it would make him look pedantic.

There's no need to hesitate, just continue playing.

Wang Xiaole comforted himself:

After all, he was the only male in the entire room. It didn't matter that the three ladies around him didn't have anything special.

Dice roll!

Wang Xiaole controlled the game piece and moved forward according to the number on the dice.

When he stopped moving his finger and placed the game piece back on the map, he noticed something:

He had arrived at the courthouse.

According to the rules, players entering this location can't pass through without choosing someone to accuse.

Staring~~~~

After scanning around, the three people and one cat maintained a state of "big eyes staring at small eyes, small eyes staring at the cat's eyes";

The atmosphere in the room was not exactly "awkward," but rather "quite awkward."

Who to accuse—this was a problem!

If Wang Xiaole was playing a game online with three strangers, at this moment, he would simply accuse whoever he wanted to.

But when facing acquaintances, it wasn't that easy to handle.

Everyone lived under the same roof and had a close relationship, and they were so familiar with each other...

In this situation, no matter who had a conflict with whom, it would easily hurt feelings.

Thinking about this, Wang Xiaole decided to start with someone who was easy to communicate with.

"Sia!"

Lucia was called, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

When the eyes of the young man and the young woman met, the former's watery eyes immediately half-closed.

Lucia, pressing down on a pair of "towering peaks" that seemed about to burst out from her swaying chest, said with a pained and desperate expression:

"Darling! After experiencing so many years (definitely less than a month) of ups and downs, why would you treat me like this?"

"What did I do wrong?"

Wang Xiaole raised his head, rubbed his slightly sore eyes, and asked this question in confusion.

"No, darling, of course, you didn't do anything wrong! It's me who... I thought that with our close relationship, even in the game world, we could be good teammates facing difficulties together."

"Wait! This is a elimination-based game, there's no such thing as 'teammates'." Lucia, who clearly didn't listen to the explanation, kept singing her own lament: "Sob sob, who would have thought that to my dear, the so-called 'virtuous wife', the only value is being a stepping stone sacrificed for victory, oh Heavens!"

"Stop! I'm not going to accuse you anymore, let's end it here." After twitching her nose, Lucia's tears were instantly "completely recovered."

From the person who was the least talkative(?) on this side, Wang Xiaole made no progress and had to find his next target.

"White Meow..." After Wang Xiaole called out the other person's name, he couldn't continue the sentence that was about to come out of his mouth no matter what.

In front of him was a pitiful and innocent little face.

Those clear eyes, as pure as a summer spring, were not tainted by any impurities of the world. They reflected nothing but the most essential innocence of a girl.

White Meow didn't say a word, but with an expression that evoked pity, she seemed to be saying with great grievance:

"Big brother, can you really bear it?"

"Big brother, are you really willing to do such cruel things for empty victories?"

"Big brother!"

Lolita-like creatures have the innate talent to be immune to all physical attacks and soften any "stone-hearted" person.

Under the silent stare, Wang Xiaole inevitably lost the battle.

After being influenced by the face in front of him, Wang Xiaole lowered his head in deep understanding and looked at his own filthy hands.

He couldn't help but ask himself:

What was I just about to do?

How could I accuse a little girl and do something even worse than an animal!

Out of compassion, Wang Xiaole spared the girl and the young girl, helplessly looking at the last target.

This time, there was no need for the person involved to speak, as the cat involved voluntarily responded.

The orange cat stretched its lazy limbs and, with standard cat steps, moved from the room to the edge of the balcony, jumping onto the railing.

At present, the orange cat's four paws were alternatingly stepping on the smooth surface of the railing.

As a cat, its sense of balance was naturally impeccable, but only if the orange cat truly wanted to maintain balance.

"Meow meow meow (Dear friend, if you dare to betray the friendship between us and accuse me of ingratitude, I'll jump from this towering height (second floor) immediately!)"

It is said that cats have nine lives.

But this phenomenon may not apply to cats in another world, let alone Wang Xiaole couldn't guarantee:

That this wasn't the orange cat's last life.

There was only one choice left.

Under the orange cat's "death-defying" pressure, Wang Xiaole finally subverted the rules of the game and added an additional rule:

If there were four players in a room at the same time, when one of them entered the courtroom, they could not only accuse the other three, but also make another personal choice:

Accusing themselves.

With a completely voluntary will, Wang Xiaole willingly spent three turns in prison.

At this point in the game, a conclusion could be drawn:

This game severely lacks fairness, and rather than calling it free play, it should be seen as someone's struggle.

Due to various factors, it was no wonder that when the game ended and Cai returned from the outside, Wang Xiaole pounced on her body.

"The world is going downhill, even playing a game is so difficult!"

彩 looked at Wang Xiaole, who was using the clothes she was wearing as a face towel, and couldn't help but tilt her head and mutter softly:

"What happened? Why do I always feel like I came back too late?"