Ning Busan wandered around the company for most of the day, never expecting to run into a familiar face. “Fang Lei?”
Fang Lei was also extremely surprised. “Ning Busan? What are you doing here?”
“I'm the boss's assistant now,” Ning Busan said, then asked, “So this is the company you interviewed with back then! You've been working here for half a year now, how much do you know about the boss?”
“Our boss? He started from scratch and achieved success at a young age. The very first game he developed was an instant hit, and he later established a multinational corporation.”
“Not only did he drive industry-wide changes, but he also supports independent developers and established a global gaming talent fund. He's hailed as the dream architect of the gaming world!”
When mentioning Leo, Fang Lei was incredibly excited, clearly harboring an extreme level of admiration for him.
Ning Busan: “...”
Was the person he was talking about really the same one he had met?
Fine, even if he was amazing, it still didn't change the fact that he was absolute garbage at playing games!
Fang Lei looked a bit worried. “But I heard the boss is very strict with his subordinates. He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?”
Ning Busan: “Uh... no.”
Strict?
He hadn't felt that at all!
Was it because he was a nepotism hire?
Fang Lei said enthusiastically, “I didn't expect the two of us to end up at the same company. Tonight's my treat, want to go out for dinner together?”
Leo walked past with a cool, aloof stride.
Fang Lei quickly bowed. “Hello, Boss!”
Leo asked in a seemingly casual tone, “Do you two know each other from before?”
Fang Lei replied, “We were college roommates.”
Leo raised an eyebrow. “I just heard you guys planning to have dinner. Why don't you bring me along~”
Fang Lei: “...”
Ning Busan: “...”
If he showed up, that wouldn't be a casual dinner anymore.
“Just kidding. You two have fun.” Leo glanced at Fang Lei, smiling meaningfully. “Have a great time~”
Suddenly, Leo felt like opening a branch in Antarctica, and this young man seemed like the perfect candidate to head it.
Fang Lei shuddered.
Why did he suddenly feel a chill down his spine?
...
During the subsequent period, Ning Busan deeply experienced what it meant to have absolutely nothing to do.
Although he was technically working at the office, it was no different from a paid vacation. The workload was unbelievably light.
The only thing that caused Ning Busan pain was that Leo would make him carry him in games, which was sheer mental torture.
Ning Busan really couldn't understand it. As a titan of the gaming industry, why was Leo so terrible at playing games?
He was garbage, yet he loved to play!
It wasn't until Ning Busan's father called to ask what he had learned recently that Ning Busan fell silent.
His greatest achievement so far was learning how to control his temper.
Ning Busan turned around and said to Leo, “Hurry up and assign me some actual work.”
“My dad sent me here to learn from you. If I don't show any progress at all, neither of us will be able to account to him when the time comes.”
Leo asked in disbelief, “Why do you think I can teach you anything? Have you ever even seen me work?”
A vein throbbed on Ning Busan's temple. “How on earth did you and my dad meet? Why does he think you're so reliable?”
Leo propped his chin in his hand and said with feigned depth, “Probably because... I have a reliable face.”
Ning Busan: “Bah!”
“Those are all minor issues. I'll hire a tutor for you tomorrow for a three-day crash course. That'll be more than enough to satisfy your dad,” Leo said.
“The important thing is, I've been developing a new game, and it's almost finished. I'll let you be the first one to try it when it's ready.”
Ning Busan was stunned. “You're developing a new game? How come I didn't know about this? Wait... didn't you just say you don't work?”
Leo said in all seriousness, “What nonsense are you talking about? I've clearly been working very hard!”
“You really are fickle!” Ning Busan paused, then asked curiously, “What genre is this new game?”
Leo propped his chin in his hand, looking at Ning Busan with a light chuckle. “A game about dreams.”
Ning Busan felt an inexplicable thud in his heart.
...
The weekend.
Ning Busan's peaceful life was soon disrupted.
He was relaxing peacefully at home when the doorbell suddenly rang.
Ning Busan opened the door, and the first person he saw was Fang Lei.
Immediately after, he saw the person standing behind Fang Lei.
Ning Busan rubbed his eyes, doubting his own vision.
Aside from wearing a pair of glasses, the other party looked exactly like him!
With a face full of terror, Ning Busan asked, “Brother Lei, who is he?”
Fang Lei looked at the person beside him, then back at Ning Busan, his face equally filled with terror. “I don't know!”
“I saw him on the street and thought he was you, so I greeted him. He asked me to take him home, so I brought him here!”
Rationality pushed up his glasses, fabricated a plausible identity for himself, and said calmly, “I am Ning Busan's older brother, Ning Buer.”
Ning Busan fell into deep thought.
He had a twin brother?
How come he didn't know about this?
“So you're twin brothers!” Fang Lei let out a sigh of relief. “Scared the life out of me, I thought I was seeing a ghost in broad daylight!”
Ning Busan composed himself. “Why don't you two come in first.”
Fang Lei moved to close the door behind them, but suddenly cried out in shock.
His expression warped as he pointed a trembling index finger toward the doorway. “Then he... who is he?”
Ning Busan turned around and felt like he was about to suffocate.
Yet another young man walked over, looking exactly like him.
What on earth?
Fang Lei stammered, “Are you... are you triplets?”
“There's nothing to be surprised about. Theoretically speaking, triplets do exist,” Rationality said calmly. “His name is Ning Buyi, the older brother to me and Ning Busan.”
Ning Busan took a deep breath.
Ning Buyi, Ning Buer, Ning Busan—even the numerical order was perfectly resolved.
This logic sounded absolutely flawless!
If he didn't know for a fact that he only had a younger sister, he might have actually fallen for this guy's nonsense!
Ning Busan said, “Fang Lei, it's not very convenient for me to host you today. I'll treat you to dinner next time, you should head out first.”
Fang Lei still felt like something was off. “Ning Busan, are you sure you know these two?”
“Don't worry, and thanks for bringing them over!”
Ning Busan pushed Fang Lei out, then grabbed Divinity, pulling him inside before slamming the door shut.
On the sofa.
One wore gold-rimmed glasses, sitting with a perfectly straight back without leaning against the sofa, exuding a calm and wise aura.
The other was dressed in a sharp suit, long legs crossed, with an indifferent and serene expression, maintaining a steady and elegant posture.
Ning Busan sat opposite them, his gaze sharp as a laser. “Spit it out. Who on earth are you two?”
Rationality had a bit of a headache.
He had originally intended to find a new anchor to replace magic within Ning Busan's dream, but the situation inside the dream was completely different from what he had imagined!
Ning Busan's dream would generate all kinds of accidents, trying every possible way to eliminate him. Furthermore, he knew absolutely nothing about this world and was currently an undocumented resident without any identification.
With magic rendered unusable, survival had actually become a serious issue.
Most importantly, he could no longer find the exit to the dream.
However, he knew that the exit must be close to Ning Busan.
Moreover, if a new anchor truly existed here, Ning Busan, as the master of the dream, would definitely know what it was.
Therefore, he had to stay by Ning Busan's side.
Ning Busan asked once more, “Who exactly are you?”
Rationality could not easily awaken Ning Busan, nor could he reveal the truth of the dream to him.
If Ning Busan were to be triggered, Rationality, as the source of the trigger, would be in grave danger.
Rationality said without changing his expression, “We are your clones.”
Ning Busan: “Huh?”
Rationality said, “All you need to know is that if I kill you right now, I can completely take over your existence.”
Ning Busan snorted and raised his phone. “Do you think I was born yesterday? Believe it or not, I'll call the police right now.”
Seeing that the threat was ineffective, Rationality thought for a moment and decided to seize Ning Busan's phone first before having a proper conversation.
Rationality stood up.
Ning Busan slid to his knees. “Brother, I was wrong! Don't kill me!”
Rationality: “...”
Divinity: “...”
Who could possibly kill you?
This is your dream!
Why on earth are you being so cowardly?
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