Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Do you want me to turn the water off?

　Cong Yu thought to herself.

　Interestingly, he wasn't a cynical person, nor did he think there was anything wrong with this "pre-arranged" arrangement.

　Cong Yu, being very pragmatic, also happened to have no particular interest in the so-called championship... so he could accept this arrangement.

　The premise is that those so-called directors can be "sensible" and not have a terrible attitude.

　While Cong Yu was pondering...

　Several people in suits exchanged glances, then said, "You probably already guessed... you've been pre-selected as the champion, the future boss."

　That's what the other person said.

　And this was exactly what Cong Yu expected... It was indeed related to "pre-selection"... Wait, who was pre-selected?

　Cong Yu: "..."

　Cong Yu: "???"

　-

　On the rooftop of the Flip Royal Casino, Cong Yu stepped out of the elevator, marveling at the dazzling lights in the distance through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

　The Reversal Star truly is a star that never sleeps...

　Looking out from here at night, the view is surprisingly bright, almost like daytime, thanks to the countless drones, searchlights, and the lights of shops and casinos…

　“Mr. Cong Yu, the board members are already waiting for you in the reception hall… Ah, the reception hall is this way.”

　A formally dressed waiter, speaking respectfully and gently as he led the way, said, "Currently, the reception hall is used to provide directors with live viewing of the competition, and the data statistics department responsible for the competition is also located there."

　Cong Yu nodded calmly and followed behind him, asking, "So, I'm very popular right now?"

　Regarding what Cong Yu had guessed, the waiter

　In response, he said, "Yes, you are probably the most popular contestant in the history of the Flip Contest, and your fame is no longer limited to the entire galaxy."

　The board members' invitation was undoubtedly an acknowledgment of his "fan-attracting ability"... which left Cong Yu speechless.

　Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

　For most players, this is certainly a good thing. But for Cong Yu, it's a bit harder to judge.

　can only say……

　Cong Yu hoped that the group of directors would act inhumanly, speak inhumanly, and behave like humans... so that he could rightfully give them complete control.

　Unfortunately, upon entering the reception hall, what came into view was a spacious and bright conference room.

　Several aliens who looked quite polite and human sat on one side of the long table, and their eyes all focused on Cong Yu the moment he appeared.

　"Mr. Cong Yu, it's a pleasure to meet you... Please have a seat."

　Seated in the main seat was an elderly director with two small antennae on his forehead, whose voice revealed a hint of appreciation.

　"Thanks."

　Cong Yu gave a brief one-word reply, sighed inwardly at the other person's normal behavior, and sat down in the seat that had obviously been prepared for him.

　Then I noticed a key chip on the long table, placed near Cong Yu.

　“We represent the board of directors of Flip Star, and also the will of the Globe Chief. Everyone is very satisfied with your performance, Mr. Cong Yu.”

　A female director spoke up, her voice echoing in the quiet conference room: "Let's be frank, you're extremely popular right now, so much so that you're the only one who can win... otherwise we'll be heavily criticized in the media."

　As she said this, she pressed the terminal on her wrist, and then a virtual screen displaying images appeared on the table.

　It appears to use the same technology as the Rick-5 terminal.

　The screen displays real-time tournament popularity and trending topics on StarCraft... many of which are related to him.

　Cong Yu was somewhat surprised by this. He had guessed that he was probably very popular... but he never expected to gain such popularity and fans in such a competition.

　"The key on the table is the agreement we've given you. We hope you can accept it and the script for the subsequent competitions, and become the predetermined champion."

　Cong Yu did not immediately respond to the question from a director; instead, she inserted the key into the terminal and began to look at it.

　The first requirement is confidentiality.

　The contents of this agreement and anything related to "pre-arranged deals" must not be disclosed in any way in the future...

　It's similar to what was signed at the start of the competition.

　Secondly, Cong Yu will become the champion, which will allow her to know the information provided by the event organizers in advance, as well as obtain strategy guides.

　It's basically a guaranteed admission.

　Then the remaining part of the key is a very, very large amount. The regulations after becoming the champion and the casino owner.

　As far as the eye can see, there seems to be nothing but freedom.

　But upon closer inspection, Cong Yu noticed the densely packed small characters called "binding" between the lines.

　Half of the year is spent "bumping into" people in various locations, and then being photographed by an interstellar journalist...

　Then there's the practice of various gambling skills, and participating in some competitions and programs "out of interest"... all arranged by Flipstar, of course.

　The filming of the advertisement goes without saying.

　What Arya said to the other gamblers—

　"It's completely different from 'only needing to shoot a few commercials each year'."

　……

　However, Cong Yu thought about it and knew that there probably wouldn't be such a good thing in the world... but maybe not.

　"Is this all the work that every champion has had to do, or is this something you've thought of... for a much bigger benefit?"

　Cong Yu asked the board members if they wanted to monetize their popularity, and one of them immediately replied, "Of course, that's how all 'casino owners' have done it... We can discuss any difficulties you may have."

　The director didn't seem to be lying.

　"..." Then this is a bit difficult.

　Cong Yu sighed as she thought this through: "I'm sorry, but I can only accept the title of 'only needing to shoot a few commercials each year.'"

　As he spoke, Cong Yu looked at the directors who were exchanging bewildered glances and looked troubled. He then removed the key from the terminal and put it back on the table.

　"If it's too difficult, I'll try to find a way to lose in the subsequent matches in a way that makes it seem reasonable..."

　Cong Yu said this, and the board members could only nod in agreement to this "last resort"...

　After all, they couldn't force Cong Yu to become the face of the Reversal Star... It was already quite good that Cong Yu was this easy to talk to.

　What a kind-hearted contestant!

　"We need to discuss this with the other board members. If we've arranged a suitable scenario for your defeat, we'll notify you during the rest of the game... and we'll also give you appropriate compensation after the game ends."

　Cong Yu was very satisfied with the polite directors and reciprocated with her own politeness: "Thank you. I will respect your arrangements and will not tell anyone about what happened today."

　And so, with such a perfect solution, the meeting between Cong Yu and the board representatives came to a happy end... or so?

　"Bang!!"

　!!

　In that instant, the huge floor-to-ceiling glass on the right side of the reception hall shattered, scattering countless shards of glass into the interior.

　Several men in tactical gear, wearing tactical goggles and breathing apparatus, shattered the glass from outside the Royal Casino by rappelling.

　As he rolled on the ground to dissipate the force, he threw several grenades into the reception hall... The moment these grenades were thrown, a cloud of smoke immediately erupted.

　However, that was probably not a smokescreen...

　It's not just about producing smoke.

　"Varied?!"

　"you……"

　"..." Several directors showed astonished expressions, then stopped talking and tilted their heads to the side.

　Cong Yu, unresponsive, stared at the directors who had instantly fallen into a deep sleep. After a slight hesitation, he closed his eyes and then, in a very fake manner, leaned towards the table... not forgetting to cushion his head with his hand before collapsing.

　Then, it immediately switched to Magic Vision...

　Then they saw a small spaceship hovering outside the shattered French windows...

　That's probably to meet up with these people.

　Who are they? Someone from the Star Alliance?

　Cong Yu made this guess, and then these people picked her up and stuffed her into a fairly spacious cargo hold inside the spaceship.

　"Bam—"

　As the warehouse doors closed, Cong Yu, who had been pretending to be asleep, stopped trying to maintain an unchanged expression and opened his eyes.

　I was kidnapped?

　I'm testing it! Things are getting interesting!

　Chapter 969 The Committee of Calamities

　"Last night, contestant number 1919 from the Flip Contest, along with a group of board members, was attacked. Number 1919 was put into a spaceship and taken away."

　"The Flipping Contest will continue, and according to rumors... the kidnappers must have met with Commander No. 1919 and are trying to force him to become a Star Force!"

　"The police are still investigating further details."

　Several genetic warriors turned off the broadcast and looked at the man in front of them... who was also one of the directors of Flip Star.

　Inquiring about the details of the incident—

　“We need you to provide details about last night’s attack… Just tell us what you know.”

　The lead genetic warrior had a massive prosthetic arm, a deep and powerful voice, and his gaze was fixed intently on the director.

　The lie detector has been installed on his terminal.

　Without rigorous training, no one can escape the detection of the instrument... Lie detectors are reliable at least most of the time.

　The director who answered had beads of sweat on his forehead and his eyes darted around: "It's like this... We've arranged for several representatives to discuss the follow-up matters of the competition with No. 1919."

　As he was saying this, the gene warrior interrupted him: "Discussing the aftermath of the competition with a contestant?"

　As the organizers, what the hell were you saying to the contestants?

　Why only tell contestant number 1919 and not the other contestants?

　The genetically engineered warrior's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight to the director's heart. The director, meanwhile, took a deep breath.

　"Uh, yes... Contestant number 1919 performed exceptionally well in the competition. He is not only highly skilled, but also extremely popular."

　As the director said this, he winked at the gene warrior: "We believe he has the potential to become the next star of the Flip Star."

　Oh……

　Now that you put it that way, there's no problem... It turns out it was pre-arranged.

　Very reasonable.

　The genetically engineered soldier tapped the table gently with his prosthetic arm, making a rhythmic sound: "And then?"

　The director wiped the sweat from his brow with relief and continued, "Based on the conversation in the audio, Number 1919 did not accept... 'our proposal,' but instead chose to refuse."

　"Then came the sound of shattering glass, and we realized something was wrong. But when we got there, we could only see the shadow of the other ship."

　The genetic warrior's gaze remained unchanged as he listened to the director's words, staring at the unmoving pointer on the lie detector.

　"Please submit the audio materials."

　As the genetic warrior spoke, he looked at the directors who were shaking their heads in refusal and sighed helplessly: "Alright, I respect your decision."

　If he were to forcefully demand that the other party hand it over, it wouldn't just be the casino; the entire Reversal Star and even the person in charge of this star system would put pressure on him.

　After all, if word gets out about the "pre-arranged" decision, it will be terrible... the impact will be extremely significant.

　"Okay, we'll investigate any existing video footage."

　The Space Marine continued speaking, then asked questions he didn't understand... The kidnappers were clearly after Number 1919.

　But why did those kidnappers know that the director of Flip Star would meet with No. 1919 last night?

　When was the "pre-arranged" plan formulated, and who knew about last night's meeting?