“Ding Dong…?”

Qi Xia had no intention of laughing, but still couldn’t help repeating those two words.

“So, Student Qi,” Qin Dingdong said with a smile, “are you planning to continue cooperating with me?”

“I can’t say for sure,” Qi Xia shook his head. “You’re far too skilled at deceiving people.”

“Ha! Then if you don’t protect me…” Qin Dingdong slowly grabbed Qi Xia’s arm, “I’ll be rather scared.”

Qi Xia slowly pushed the woman’s hand away. “Sorry, if you want to talk, just talk. Don’t touch me like that.”

“Ah?” Qin Dingdong looked somewhat surprised as she covered her mouth. “Don’t tell me you’re a virgin?”

“What…” Qi Xia frowned. “Why are you asking that?”

“Really?” Qin Dingdong seemed extremely interested in Qi Xia, her hands unconsciously wandering over his body. “Do you want your big sister to show you the ways of the world?”

Qi Xia’s face flushed slightly red, and he unconsciously retreated half a step.

But a moment later, he regained his composure and shook his head, saying, “No need. I’m married.”

“Married…?” Qin Dingdong was stunned. “You’re really terrible at lying. Do you think I’ve never seen a man before? If you’ve been married looking this shy, I’ll be your servant for free for the rest of my life.”

“Are you… are you bored or what?” Qi Xia’s expression gradually turned cold. “Instead of worrying about these things, you should think about how to earn ‘Dao.'”

After hearing this, Qin Dingdong slowly withdrew her hands and said with a wronged expression, “But you don’t plan to continue protecting me, so I don’t know how to earn ‘Dao’ anymore.”

Qi Xia narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Dingdong. There were so many people in this venue… why had she fixated on him?

After thinking for a moment, he slowly said, “Qin Dingdong, continuing to cooperate isn’t impossible. Can I exchange for a fan with you?”

“Exchange for a fan…?” Qin Dingdong thought for a moment, then revealed a charming smile. “Qi Xia, what fan face do you want?”

“I…” Qi Xia looked cautiously at the person before him and said, “Anything is fine.”

“Pfft.” Qin Dingdong covered her mouth and laughed. “Qi Xia, when I asked you to team up earlier, you were trying to exchange fans with others, which is why I had you figured out.”

“Oh?”

“I’m guessing… the three fans in your hand have the same fan face, right? That’s the only reason you’d be so eager to exchange fans with others.”

“So what?”

“So cooperating with me is your only way out. If you don’t behave… I’ll tell everyone you have three identical fans.”

The corner of Qi Xia’s mouth curved up slightly as he looked at Qin Dingdong with a hint of mockery.

“About twenty-five minutes have passed now.” Qi Xia looked up at the electronic clock on the wall. “Your threat can only last five minutes. When the next fan replenishment happens, everyone’s fan faces will refresh.”

“Is that so?” Qin Dingdong nodded, then pointed at several participants in the distance. “Qi Xia, have you noticed that several people here are carrying bags?”

Qi Xia had noticed this long ago, but he really couldn’t figure out what purpose handbags served in this game.

“So what are they?” Qi Xia asked.

“Qi Xia, it seems you’ve also retained your memories, otherwise you couldn’t have entered an ‘Earth-level’ game on the first day, right?”

“Yes.” Qi Xia nodded.

“Earth-Sheep’s game is very special.” Qin Dingdong narrowed her eyes and looked at the participants in the distance. “If you’re smart enough, you can keep earning ‘Dao’ here, and those people… are the ones who came to speculate.”

This sentence awakened Qi Xia.

“You mean… those people came prepared?” He examined those people with bags again. “So in their bags… they’re carrying ‘Dao’?”

“You really are quite clever.” Qin Dingdong nodded. “This place is like a microcosm of society. In this game, you’ll see everything that can happen in reality.”

After hearing this, Qi Xia felt very curious. He was somewhat looking forward to what would happen next.

“So how much ‘Dao’ did you bring?” Qin Dingdong asked. “Besides the three I gave you, do you have any extra?”

Qi Xia didn’t answer, just shrugged expressionlessly.

“If you don’t cooperate with me, you’ll most likely only earn five ‘Dao,’ or ten if you’re lucky.” Qin Dingdong continued. “But look at the expressions of those people on the field… their goal might be dozens of them. How can you compete with them?”

“Interesting…” Qi Xia nodded. “So Earth-Sheep’s game has continued for several cycles and has gained some fame among the ‘Participants’?”

“Of course.” Qin Dingdong nodded. “Everyone wants to get three thousand six hundred ‘Dao.’ Smart people will naturally find the most suitable method for themselves.”

Qi Xia reached up and stroked his chin. He knew things wouldn’t be as simple as Qin Dingdong described.

If Earth-Sheep’s game could really earn ‘Dao’ steadily, someone should have gathered three thousand six hundred already.

If that was the case… where was the ‘variable’?

“So Qi Xia… won’t you consider it?” Qin Dingdong asked again in an ambiguous tone. “Won’t you consider me?”

“Not for now.” Qi Xia shook his head. “You can tell them I have three identical fans. It won’t have any effect on me.”

Qi Xia slowly turned to leave. After walking three steps, he turned back and said, “But I think you’re a very interesting person. If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to ‘clients.'”

Seeing that her threat hadn’t worked, Qin Dingdong slowly put away her smile and sighed helplessly. “Alright… I can only hope we’ll cooperate next time.”

Qi Xia bid farewell to Qin Dingdong and came to the center of the venue, surveying the surrounding participants once again.

He felt he should have thought of this earlier. Those who could participate in an ‘Earth-level’ game on the first day and survive until now surely included people who had participated in this game before and survived.

Earth-Sheep’s game was different from Earth-Ox, Earth-Tiger, and Earth-Rooster. It required neither team cooperation nor life-or-death confrontation, so it was relatively much safer.

As long as you had the ability, you could earn ‘Dao’ repeatedly in this game, because winning here didn’t depend on others, but on yourself.

Time advanced minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, thirty minutes arrived.

The Earth-Sheep in the center of the room slowly pulled out another handbag from under the table.

He took out a large pile of fans and slowly arranged them on the tabletop. At a glance, there were about forty or fifty of them.

Seeing Earth-Sheep’s movements, the many participants in the venue slowly gathered around. It seemed the time to replenish fans had arrived.

Qi Xia also walked forward with the crowd. This time, as long as what he got wasn’t “Sorrow,” the situation ahead wouldn’t be so passive.

But what Qi Xia never expected was that after Earth-Sheep finished arranging the fans on the table, he quietly took out a small blackboard and stood it on the tabletop.

Written on it was: “Folding fans, three Dao per fan.”