Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1009: Sister and Brother Reconciliation

"Gulp, gulp, gulp—"

The milky white soup in the casserole rolled and emitted a series of bubbles, making a pleasant crackling sound and filling the entire house with fragrance.

Lin Yu sat on a sofa so soft that he felt like he was sinking into it. He looked at the simple apartment, which was mostly black, white and gray, and asked, "So... have we two always lived here in this world? Is this the house it allocated to you, or did you earn it yourself?"

Although the area is not too large, Lin Yu can feel that this house is not cheap, whether in terms of location or decoration.

Lin Zhao, who was charring the pudding layer in the open kitchen, held the blowtorch in one hand and replied, "Of course I earned it myself. It's boring here, there's nothing to do, so I had to figure out how to make money and enjoy life—and also let the 'you' in this world live a good life. I know he's just an imposter, but who's the one wearing your face?"

Lin Yu was somewhat helpless when he heard Lin Zhao's words: "How did you find out that it was a fake?"

"Because his love for acting, drama, and film is so empty, and his acting is terrible. Actually, it's pretty good. It's probably the best 'acting' the Gray Domain's World Will can come up with. But unfortunately, it's still far inferior to you." Lin Zhao exhaled and turned off the spray gun in his hand. "Aha, done, caramel cream pudding."

Lin Zhao picked up the two saucers holding the pudding cups, placed one on the coffee table in front of Lin Yu, and sat on the sofa holding the other.

"Phew—the fish soup needs to simmer for a while longer. Let's have some dessert first. Be careful not to burn your mouth."

Lin Yu picked up the silver spoon and tasted it. The familiar and dense sweetness bloomed on the tip of his tongue, with a little bit of almost imperceptible bitterness and saltiness, making the sweetness not thin, but endless aftertaste.

“You added salted butter?”

"Of course, it's an improved recipe," Lin Zhao said proudly, "You haven't tried this version yet, right? This is something I've come up with over the past five years."

"Five years?"

Lin Yu was a little surprised.

He recalled what Shen Bingmiao had said to him - three years ago, she and Lin Zhao participated in the previous version of the [Final Trial] together, and killed the "God of Destiny" in that trial, and Lin Zhao should have died in that game.

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Oh, it seems that this time is a little different from your time."

As she spoke, she used the back of a small spoon to break up the caramel layer, then used the spoon to stir the entire pudding into a puddle of paste. She then scooped a full spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she said, "Although I also enjoy the time of meeting you again, Xiaoyu, let's talk about some serious things - let's check the accounts."

Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao and didn't answer the question: "I'm actually more curious about your current situation, sister... Besides, you don't seem surprised that I would join the "Death Game"."

"Of course, this game won't let you go," Lin Zhao sighed, "unless the authority of 'Destiny' is broken..."

After hearing this, Lin Yu hesitated for a moment and interrupted Lin Zhao: "It should be really broken."

Lin Zhao was surprised: "What?"

Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao and said, "I have a [Prop] called [Fragment of Destiny] on me... I once used that thing to create a fake you in the real world to accompany me. It must be a part of the shattered authority of destiny."

Lin Zhao blinked: "You are so powerful - but who broke this authority?"

Lin Yu sighed: "It was you, sister. You killed the God of Destiny, along with a guy named Shen Bingmiao... and then you died three years ago."

Lin Zhao was extremely surprised. "The power of destiny has been controlled by someone else? Where did this God of Destiny come from? And who is Shen Bingmiao? Everything that happened to you is beyond my expectation."

Lin Yu was also very surprised by Lin Zhao's surprise: "Don't you know Shen Bingmiao?"

Lin Zhao put down the pudding in his hand and said, "It seems that reconciliation is really necessary. Tell me what happened on your side from beginning to end."

Lin Yu hesitated again: "But..."

"Are you worried again that I'm fake? That's right, I'm also beginning to realize that I might not be 100% Lin Zhao," Lin Zhao touched his face. "But don't worry... Xiao Yu, I'm sure that Lin Zhao's consciousness is still dominant."

"Even the world will of the Gray Realm couldn't completely simulate my consciousness out of thin air. A unique genius like me, only my own soul could do that," Lin Zhao said seriously. "And as long as even a shred of my will remains... it can't control me."

Then, she also looked at Lin Yu: "Also, you should know... if someone wants to 'play' me, and 'play' me in front of you, how stupid it is."

Lin Yu was stunned, then nodded: "That's true, and what's more, what you asked doesn't seem to be a very secret matter."

"But I'm not entirely clear on what happened—because the 'Death Game' also interfered with a lot of my memories."

"Anyway... in the outside world right now, as far as I can remember, you've been dead for ten years now, perishing in the fire ten years ago—but there was a time in between when you joined the 'Death Game' and lived with me, but that memory has been erased."

"I joined the Death Game this year and discovered that my senior at school was your former friend in the Death Game, the Shen Bingmiao I mentioned earlier. From her, I learned that you and she challenged the God of Destiny in the Death Game's Final Trial three years ago and succeeded, but at the cost of your life."

Lin Yu said this and Lin Zhao nodded.

"So that's how it is... If you include the five years in the Gray Domain, the time is completely consistent—the flow of time in this small world is surprisingly one-to-one with that outside. That's really thoughtful of you, Gray Domain."

"So... I wasn't trapped in this world forever, but left here and moved around for another two years before dying—tsk tsk, I actually managed to survive in this 'Death Game' for seven whole years, right up until the 'Final Trial'."

Lin Zhao looked at Lin Yu and laughed: "Then I think I understand what's going on with 'me'... No wonder my memory is a little fuzzy."

"Hey, my dear brother, I'm definitely not the original... I'm probably a 'backup' created using the rules of the Gray Domain—a soul fragment possessing all of Lin Zhao's memories and consciousness—of course, since my original body is now completely dead, I'm the original now."

She smiled happily and stood up.

"This is so funny! It's just me! I'm such a genius!"

Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao and asked subconsciously: "So, what should I do now?"

Lin Zhao looked at him and said, "Of course, we should eat first. The fish soup is ready. Let's watch a movie after dinner."

"But I also have a lot of questions—reconciliation shouldn't be one-sided."

Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao and said in protest.

"Don't be so anxious. Besides, I have something more important to ask you." Lin Zhao ruffled Lin Yu's hair. "It's been ten years since I joined the Death Game... So, you should be a sophomore now, right?"

"How did you do on the college entrance exam? Which university are you attending now? Tell me everything truthfully!"