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Old Zhang thought for a moment and said, "You keep him steady. Li Ming will fix the system bugs to ensure the game continues."
I nodded and turned to face the scoundrel. He was still standing there, his smile growing increasingly sinister.
"This game is quite interesting," he remarked. "But I think I should know what you all are trying to do."
My heart sank, but I maintained my composure. "What do you know?"
The scoundrel laughed heartily, "You want me to realize my mistakes through this game."
"Right?"
I let out a sigh of relief; it seemed he hadn't discovered our true intentions.
I smiled and replied, "You're correct. This game is meant to make you aware of your errors."
The scoundrel sneered, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's continue."
The game went on, and the scoundrel became more excited, constantly triggering hidden conditions that made the game more complex and unpredictable. His actions were completely beyond our expectations.
It was as if he had known this would happen all along. Had he thoroughly studied the rules before the game started? Did he anticipate that he would end up in the recycle bin?
A wave of unease washed over me, and I quickly contacted Old Zhang.
"Old Zhang, something seems off."
Old Zhang also recognized the seriousness of the situation; his brow furrowed as he pondered.
"Lin Yu, the situation is still unclear. We can't act rashly."
"You keep the scoundrel steady; we must find out the root of the problem."
I nodded and hung up the communication. The scumbag continued his game, constantly triggering hidden conditions that made it increasingly complex. A confident smile was always on his face, as if everything was under his control. No, I had to change the situation. I looked at the scumbag and slowly spoke, "The rules of the game are constantly changing."
"Now, we are going to change the rules." The scumbag paused and turned to look at me.
"Rules?"
I nodded, "That's right."
"Now, we are going to play a brand new game." The scumbag was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed.
"Alright, let's go."
In the following days, we continuously changed the game rules, trying to find an effective way to completely transform the scumbag. But the situation was not optimistic. The scumbag's behavior was erratic; in one round he would be crying and begging for mercy, and in the next round he might get hands-on with Xiaoya, who was playing the victim. This made me very uneasy.
We didn't have much time; at this speed, it seemed unlikely we could completely change the scumbag. Old Zhang seemed to sense my unease and smiled to comfort me: "The scumbag is not a fool; of course, he will resist."
"However, his behavior is not without patterns."
"We need to use different psychological tactics to respond."
I nodded, "I understand."
Old Zhang sighed, "Actually, the reason why the scumbag is difficult to reform is because of his long-standing habits; it's not something that can be changed just like that."
"We need more time, more patience."
I nodded again, "I know."
Old Zhang glanced at me, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
In reality, I wasn't really listening to what he was saying.
All that echoed in my mind was one phrase:
We must reform the scumbag as soon as possible, we must reform the scumbag!
Encouraged by Old Zhang, Xiaoya continued to engage with the scumbag, trying to build a relationship of trust.
However, the scumbag was deeply suspicious of Xiaoya's motives.
During one conversation, he suddenly became agitated and pointed at Xiaoya, cursing at her.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
"Aren't you just trying to get money from me?"
"I'm telling you, I'm not falling for your tricks!"
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