Chapter Two: The Internet’s Worst Team Goes to a Wedding

Zhaoye ignored them. He scanned the field. “The core mechanic is emotion. Guest attacks reduce the couple’s Trust. Zero Trust means a wipe. Luo Wanxiang pulls enemies. Lin Luanma finds the mechanism. Qiao Mai controls the field. Tang Xiaogao—” “Cook?” “Do not touch anything edible.” Xiaogao nodded solemnly, then stepped onto the aisle. Every bouquet opened its mouth and fired hundreds of wedding rings. “Scatter!” Zhaoye rolled aside. Wanxiang remained in place, searching his inventory. “What are you doing?” “Looking for my reading glasses.” The ring flood carried the older man away. Qiao Mai shouted, “Stop!” His faulty voice module interpreted the word as *banquet hall*, and an entire dining room crashed from the sky.