"Bro, I was hoping you could help me out, no problem, right?" Little Bunny got straight to the point.

"I’m busy!"

Waldo was intently observing the recent developments.

Because of the new rules just announced by the system, the whole world channel was filled with curses.

At the same time, many trialists had conflicts and encountered each other in reality.

So, Waldo wasn’t too keen on paying attention to Little Bunny.

Although she was a cute and adorable girl.

But so what?

Unless you’re willing to sleep with me.

As soon as this thought arose, Waldo immediately realized it was inappropriate and shook his head.

He mustn’t have such dangerous thoughts, he should stay pure!

...

On the other side.

Little Bunny looked as if she had eaten a fly, utterly annoyed by Waldo.

"Please, Waldogeigei, do me this small favor!"

"Fine, fine, tell me. Considering our past transactions, I will help you within my capabilities."

Waldo, after all, was a man and couldn’t resist a girl’s charm and cuteness, so he agreed.

Little Bunny jumped three feet high in excitement.

"Hehe, thank you!"

"It’s about Black Overlord, you’ve seen him, right? That guy is too arrogant and disrespectful to us women! So, I hope if you run into him, you won’t let him off easily!"

Waldo nodded.

"That’s nothing, leave it to me. If I really encounter him, I’ll teach him a lesson for you; he really is too much!"

For Waldo, teaching a trialist a lesson was nothing significant.

It was all in the hands.

Not much trouble at all.

So, he readily agreed.

...

The two quickly ended their conversation.

Then, Waldo looked at the dice in his hand.

He was hesitant about whether to roll it or not.

After a while, he glanced at the chat channel.

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, I met a good brother from before! Luckily it wasn’t someone else, hahaha, what a small world!"

"The two of us brothers will surely join hands and make it to the end!"

Two trialists posted pictures of themselves with their brothers, drawing envy from many others.

It was a rare occurrence.

Initially scattered across the chessboard world, these two trialists were now reunited.

...

"Damn it, I almost died! I just encountered a clean-faced, polite-speaking trialist. I thought he wasn’t aggressive, so I expressed my intention to coexist peacefully!"

"That guy also spoke of peace, and I believed him and let my guard down. Unexpectedly, he was a complete old coin, attacking me the moment I turned around!"

"Thankfully, thank god, I was wearing an amazingly defensive armor. He didn’t kill me in one strike, and I managed to kill him instead! That was so damn thrilling and exciting!"

"But, I got hurt too. Seriously hurt, bleeding profusely. If I encounter another trialist, I don’t know if I can survive. It’s all about fate now, sigh!"

A trialist shared his experience.

It was an incredibly thrilling ordeal, attracting a crowd of other trialists.

Everyone shared their opinions.

At this time, actually, no one can be trusted.

The only one worth trusting is yourself.

...

"It’s over, guys, I also ran into a trialist, a woman, average-looking. Actually, I had no intentions."

"But she’s been on guard against me, watching me like a hawk. Those eyes are so scary!"

"I explained to her that I like men, not women. But she didn’t believe me, so now we’re both huddled in a corner."

"Are we just going to stay like this all day? Oh god, it’s terrifying!"

"And for the whole day, I think I need to stay absolutely alert, otherwise, this highly vigilant woman might stab me, and I could lose my life!"

Another trialist vented his frustrations.

Causing others to laugh out loud.

But in the end, it’s not a big deal.

Everyone has different interests and hobbies.

There’s no need to view them through colored glasses.

...

On this day, various situations were unfolding in the chessboard world.

Many trialists encountered others.

Of course, there were also some trialists who didn’t encounter anyone.

These encounters are not absolute but have a certain probability.

And this probability is not low.

Waldo looked at the chat channel, reading it like a series of stories.

There were bloody ones, touching ones, and also funny, ridiculous ones.

In summary, all kinds of situations were happening, making it quite interesting.

Later, Waldo withdrew his attention from the chat channel.

Returning to reality.

"I should move on too!"

First, Waldo used the Hand of God to earn the ’Lucky One’ status for the day.

He got the chance to roll the dice twice.

However, just as he was about to roll the dice, he sensed something was off.

"What’s going on?"

Waldo raised an eyebrow.

To his left, in a dark, void space, suddenly a few more squares appeared.

At the same time, in the fluctuation, the figure of a trialist appeared at the other end.

"A trialist?"

Waldo was momentarily stunned.

The man, upon seeing Waldo, also paused, and then licked his lips, revealing a viper-like smile.

"Hehe, I didn’t expect such good luck, just rolled the dice once and ran into a trialist."

Then, his gaze sharpened, and his eyes widened dramatically.

Because he saw the large amount of snacks and food at Waldo’s feet.

Immediately after, he reacted, his eyes glinting with intense greed, and he burst into a sinister laugh.

"Hahaha, I’ve hit the jackpot this time! So many supplies, this is great!"

Then, he shouted at Waldo: ’Hey kid, give me all your food and weapons, and I won’t kill you!

Otherwise, I can’t guarantee you’ll see tomorrow’s chessboard world!’

The other party made no attempt to conceal his greed, outright threatening him.

Waldo was slightly taken aback.

Who is this guy?

Isn’t he being too arrogant?

Threatening me right off the bat, isn’t he asking for trouble?

Could this guy be out of his mind, rushing to his own death?

Before Waldo could respond, he felt an invisible hand twisting fate, merging the squares they were on together.

The two of them, originally several squares apart, entered the same square space.

"What a mysterious and powerful force..."

Waldo was slightly astounded.

And then, the man’s sinister voice echoed in his ear.

"I’m telling you, hand over your supplies, or you’ll regret it!"