Damn! I Got Tricked By Her

Tricked 100: Giant Blade

Tricked 099: An An
Tricked 101: Suisui

What followed was straightforward.

As long as everyone followed the same approach, anyone could earn the red stamp for the carousel.

But there were difficulties.

Since only one seat on the carousel could be used to clear the level, and each round required a ten-minute wait, even if two or three crowded onto one horse, getting everyone through would still take an hour.

And if they just waited their turn, no one would earn the bonus five-game tokens.

Shen Huanhuan suggested, โ€œLetโ€™s split up. Some of us wait here while the rest go check out the other attractions. As soon as youโ€™re done on the carousel, send the next person in.โ€

Everyone agreed.

Though Jiang Yan didnโ€™t leave immediately. She had Yu Renwan take little Jiang Yan and little Yu Renwan for their turns first. With An An also needing to be held, the carousel didn’t have enough space, so it was decided that little Yu Renwan would climb onto Yu Renwanโ€™s shoulder, proudly grabbing her hair as she sat.

When Yu Renwan was done, she looked thoroughly rumpled.

โ€œWas I really this wild when I was littleโ€ฆโ€ Her face was bewildered.

Little Yu Renwan leapt in anger and stamped on Yu Renwanโ€™s foot.

Yu Renwan reflexively activated her constitution, and little Yu Renwan promptly fell head over heels. She clambered back up, tried again, but tripped face-first before she could get close.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Little Jiang Yan watched Yu Renwan with curiosity, then edged over. At her young age, she couldnโ€™t resist Yu Renwanโ€™s misfortune aura: after two steps, she fell right on top of little Yu Renwan.

Now two children lay stacked on the ground.

Not far away, little Huanhuanโ€™s eyes lit up. She snuck a look at Shen Huanhuan; when she saw no one was paying attention, she tiptoed over and jogged the last steps.

Soon, three children were in a heap on the ground.

Little Xiaoxiao rolled herself over in her wheelchair, called out from afar, โ€œHow boring,โ€ then rolled away again.

Shen Xiaoxiao muttered, โ€œDonโ€™t mind her. Sheโ€™s so jealous she could die.โ€

โ€œI probably faked it when I was youngโ€”sickly, always in a wheelchair, spent all day acting like the cold, frail second daughter of a grand chancellorโ€™s household, dearly loved, clutching my heart and coughing, always pretending to die.โ€

ใ€Pffft hahahahahaใ€‘

ใ€โ€œCold and frail chancellorโ€™s daughter,โ€ Iโ€™m dying of laughterใ€‘

ใ€This kidโ€™s had acting potential since childhood (not serious)ใ€‘

Time was short; clearing three attractions in an hour was tight.

Jiang Yan spoke briefly, picking up the three still-flopped kids.

Little Jiang Yan dusted herself off, her baby fat quivering slightly with the motion. Jiang Yan pinched her cheek. โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€

The girlโ€™s eyes went wide; she clutched her cheek, tipping her head up to look at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan pretended obliviousness: โ€œWhat is it?โ€

After a moment, the girl sniffed and strode out in front. She marched farther and farther until Jiang Yan called from behind, โ€œYouโ€™re going the wrong way.โ€

The girl changed direction without any change in expression, forging ahead.

Jiang Yan smiled.

Yu Renwan whispered, โ€œI want to pinch her tooโ€ฆ why wasnโ€™t I like that when I was little? What a shame.โ€

*

There were set attractions to complete: the 5D Cinema and the Giant Blade. The order didnโ€™t matterโ€”both were mandatory.

Five minutes later, four arrived at the 5D Cinema.

The attraction was on the east side, at the center of a man-made lake, encircled by lush artificial forest. Stepping in felt like entering a rainforest. A sign that read [5D Cinema] hung over a small log cabin.

โ€œSo cool in here,โ€ little Yu Renwan exclaimed.

It really was: the plants made it much cooler than elsewhere.

Jiang Yan took in the surroundings. Unlike other crowded areas, this place was nearly deserted. People came and went quickly, never lingering. Whereas the carousel had crowds packed around the fences, here it was empty.

โ€œThis must be incredibly simple,โ€ little Jiang Yan said.

โ€œIโ€™ll do this one, you take the Giant Blade.โ€ She pulled her stamp card from a finely woven bag, then reached into Jiang Yanโ€™s pocket for her card too.

Jiang Yan had deduced the same.

There were too few peopleโ€”it was either too difficult or too easy. More likely, the 5D Cinema was a group-clearance event, so lots of people would complete it at once, keeping crowds from gathering.

The other clear sign was the missing middle-aged couple: according to the cotton candy grandpa, theyโ€™d cleared the 5D Cinema before failing at the other attractions.

So Jiang Yan didnโ€™t object.

โ€œWhen youโ€™re done, come find us. By then we should have the Giant Bladeโ€™s secret.โ€

Little Jiang Yan snorted and strode inside. Since kids could substitute for adults in all game zone attractions, and Jiang Yan didnโ€™t think her own kid self would be kidnapped, she felt reassured.

Yu Renwan wasnโ€™t as calm.

Nor was little Yu Renwan.

She started digging for her stamp card. โ€œWhere is it??โ€

Yu Renwan hurriedly handed it over: โ€œGo ahead, go ahead.โ€

Little Yu Renwan dashed off after little Jiang Yan.

The adults didnโ€™t even watch them go, simply turning to the Giant Blade.

The viewers spammed [???] in the chat.

ใ€Donโ€™t know if I should call this overconfident or whatโ€ฆใ€‘

ใ€Wake up, please. They’re only seven or eight! Seven or eight!!ใ€‘

ใ€If anything happens, Iโ€™ll wail in the livestream (gnashing teeth)ใ€‘

After a dozen meters, Jiang Yan suddenly said, โ€œThis isnโ€™t right.โ€

Yu Renwan froze, then realized, โ€œItโ€™s dangerous letting them go alone. Should we go after them?โ€

ใ€?!!ใ€‘

ใ€What did I just see??ใ€‘

ใ€Jiang-jie has a conscience after all!!ใ€‘

Jiang Yan, oblivious to the chat, frowned and continued, โ€œShe should do the Giant Blade.โ€

โ€œThere arenโ€™t many simple games left. It should be me doing it.โ€

Yu Renwan was baffled. โ€œAh?โ€

ใ€โ€ฆโ€ฆ..ใ€‘

ใ€Why was I even hoping?ใ€‘

Jiang Yanโ€™s frown deepened.

Yu Renwan tried to offer comfort: advice like, โ€œYou canโ€™t just slack off like this,โ€ โ€œNo one can slack off this much,โ€ โ€œThe kid is actually really filial,โ€ โ€œHow can you bear to, when little Jiang Yan is so cuteโ€ฆโ€ At last, Jiang Yan nodded.

It was still stiflingly hot inside the park; whatever the month, it was at least thirty-eight degrees.

They passed a few cold drink stands. Yu Renwan couldnโ€™t resist activating her luck-draining aura, sending people nearby tripping and tumbling. Taking advantage of the chaos, she snagged three fingers, then grabbed two cold drinks.

When they were finished, the towering Giant Blade came into view.

Here, the crowd was many times denser than at the carousel. Everyone stood silent and intent, eyes fixed on the machine as if afraid of missing a moment.

Soon, the ride started: a row of more than a dozen peopleโ€”adults and kidsโ€”sat side by side on dark red seats with no safety restraints. Slowly, they were hoisted several stories into the air, then all at once the chairs plummeted. The ridersโ€™ screams were piercing.

A little girl, terrified, covered her eyes, sobbing for her mother as if her voice might tear apart.

But her mother, outside the barrier, only cheered her on:

โ€œRuru, you can do it! Be strong!!โ€

โ€œYouโ€™ll be fine, youโ€™re lucky, trust Mom! Donโ€™t you trust Mom the most?!โ€

Up and down, over and over, finally the ride stopped in midair. A massive blade atop the device slid left, its edge reflecting cold sunlight.

A heavy silence fell.

Then the blade whirred to life, slicing straight down toward the first seat. The man sitting there managed to open his mouth in a plea for helpโ€”then was cleaved in two, eyes wide in terror.

Jiang Yan had never seen such symmetrical corpses.

The manโ€™s body fell, thudding to the ground. The force was enough that his eyes popped out of their sockets, bouncing off the floor.

Next, the bodies dropped one after another, each one perfectly symmetrical in death.

Yu Renwan whispered, โ€œHeaven for obsessive-compulsives.โ€

Then, the crying girl dropped too, landing atop the other corpses, her pale hand dangling limply. Jiang Yan stared for a moment, then looked away.

Five minutes later, the game ended.

The girlโ€™s fingers twitched, the manโ€™s eyes began to roll back into place, and all the halved bodies began fitting themselves together. Some reattached the wrong heads, causing brawls on the spot, but finally, except for a few who truly died, the rest appeared whole again.

Those survivors, heads bowed, shuffled out.

Every game had three โ€œlivesโ€; these were people who hadnโ€™t yet exhausted their three attempts.

The staff member here, a panda mascot, stood by the gate scratching his head with exaggerated innocence.

โ€œWhy does no one ever clear this one?โ€

A sharp-eyed middle-aged woman nearby, eyes bloodshot, fixed a look of terror and hatred on him. The panda noticed and grinned broadly: โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong, madam?โ€

โ€œYou have one more try! Will you send your child up again?โ€

The woman panted wildly. The pandaโ€™s smile grew wider: โ€œWhatโ€™s this now, you watched your husband try three times and still didnโ€™t figure it out?โ€

That seemed to trigger the womanโ€™s defenses. She surged forward, but stopped short when she saw the pandaโ€™s face.

Jiang Yan glanced at the woman, confirming her identity.

This couple had been trapped here a full day, stymied by the Giant Blade. It seemed there was a compulsion in this gameโ€”otherwise the husband wouldnโ€™t have tried a third time when they already couldnโ€™t clear.

Even as Jiang Yan thought this, the panda mascot raised its megaphone:

โ€œAnyone watching must play! Next round begins in ten minutes; please queue upโ€”maximum three rounds!โ€

So it was compulsory.

But there were two rounds left before it was their turn, hopefully enough time for the children to return.

Jiang Yan looked around, but the mother and daughter from earlier were gone. As she was about to turn away, her brows suddenly knitted together.

Sheโ€™d spotted a fortune-telling stall inside the amusement park.

Jiang Yan headed for the corner.

The makeshift stall was haphazard: some Bagua mirrors and peachwood swords were piled on the ground. Behind them, a man in his forties wore a yellow Daoist robe, seated by an old mat about a meter square, with a Taiji diagram drawn in red ink.

Seeing her, he hawked loudly:

โ€œWhat is meant to be will come to be; what is not cannot be forcedโ€”!โ€

Jiang Yan glanced at the sign behind him, which read in big, bold characters:

[Defy Heaven, Change Fate. Humanity Triumphs Over Destiny.]

Tricked 099: An An
Tricked 101: Suisui

How about something to motivate me to continue....

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