This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist
Chapter 685 - 685: 685: Divine Game – Chaotic Blocks 76

"You guys clearly need Blocks too, right? You've only just arrived here, and you've already racked up 20,000g Blocks. The others are gonna be shocked when they hear about it."

Seeing the Fat Duck's expression start to waver, its eyes flickering, Rita pressed harder:

"Come on, sell it. Carrying that thing around has to be tiring. If your boss complains, just say it got stolen. Ask for a new one."

Fat Duck didn't have a boss. And even if it did, there was no fooling Deceitful Bloom. Still, getting a replacement probably wouldn't be a problem. But why should it sell to BS-Rita?

With a mischievous glint, it said, "Aside from your Divine Relics, I want all your current game item Blocks."

What caught it completely off guard was Rita's calm response to such an outrageous demand. She didn't get angry—instead, she started negotiating:

"Everything except my starting items, Divine Relics, the two nine-piece sets I'm collecting, and Illegal Construction. You can have the rest of my game item fragments."

Fat Duck was genuinely stunned. Was this gacha machine really that important to BS-Rita?

It started to feel like she was up to something.

"Are you planning to sell gacha capsules yourself? Stuff empty ones to scam other players? Or hike the prices sky-high and sell for profit?"

Rita didn't answer directly.

"Deal or not? We're making a legit trade here. These game item fragments won't be treated as lost—they won't end up in anyone else's hands."

What started as a spur-of-the-moment offer was now a real negotiation, and Fat Duck was hooked. It looked her and the machine-type at her side up and down for a long moment before finally saying:

"Alright. But if you're keeping those items, then you and your pet have to hand over 98% of your attribute Blocks."

"Deal!" Rita jumped on it immediately, afraid the duck might backpedal or raise the price.

She started pulling off her Blocks on the spot.

B8017913 followed suit without hesitation.

The speed and precision with which they stripped themselves down made Fat Duck instantly question whether it had just undersold something truly priceless.

Hadn't Mangmang and Orebone been mocking BS-Rita for being overly cautious and indecisive just yesterday?

Sure doesn't look like it now.

If Rita could hear its thoughts, she would've told it: this is why she's cautious—so she can afford to go all in at the right time.

Fat Duck asked, "You sure about this?"

Rita was already peeling Blocks off B8017913: "Positive!"

Fat Duck removed the gacha machine, tapped something on it, and a glowing screen appeared on the water-like surface. It pressed its webbed foot against the light. After ten full seconds, the glow faded.

Rita caught it out of the corner of her eye and blinked in disbelief... Was that a fingerprint scan?

"Place your hand here," said Fat Duck. "It'll record your Soulflame signature. Once it does, only you can use it. The only way to remove that imprint is to manually delete it—like I just did. And don't worry, deletion checks for any outside skill interference. It's pretty advanced."

Then, kindly and in detail, it taught Rita how to produce blank capsules.

Before Fat Duck could finish its explanation, Rita had already yanked the machine away like a greedy kid grabbing candy.

The moment she took hold of the capsule-loaded gacha machine, a message rang in her mind:

[Congratulations! You are the first player to complete Hidden Easter Egg: Take Me Home – Event Gift Edition.]

[Take Me Home – Event Gift Edition: Purchase the maximum possible number of capsules from a single Event Gift at once.]

[Choose one of the following as a reward:]

– Blocks Duplication

– x3 Event Gift Boxes

– +20% to Current Attribute Blocks

All excellent options.

Without hesitation, Rita chose Blocks Duplication.

A square blue Blocks voucher descended from the sky into her hands. But she didn't use it right away.

At this moment, her form had returned to how it looked when she first left the starting zone—around 20 centimeters tall, head shaped like a square Block. She looked like a matchstick figure. Most game tools could no longer be stored inside her and instead hung awkwardly off her tiny body.

B8017913 had shrunk even more. You could barely see it in the spaceship.

The second Rita claimed the gacha machine, she got busy. After imprinting her Soulflame, she could now reach directly through the gacha's shimmering shell and grab any capsule inside.

She dumped all 1,000 capsules into the Magician's Wisdom Tooth for storage.

Then, just as Fat Duck had taught her, she gently scratched the cloud-like base of the machine. A blank capsule popped out—light pink in color.

She brought Chavez's Pocket Watch close. As soon as it touched the capsule, the watch shrunk to a pinprick and dropped inside. The capsule sealed itself and turned from pink to white.

She opened the capsule again. The pocket watch emerged unharmed.

The capsule vanished after use, but that didn't matter—she could generate new blanks anytime.

Rita repeated the process, loading the watch back into another egg. She slung the gacha machine over her back and was shocked to find she could still feel the pocket watch's passive skill working.

Game rules couldn't affect the gacha machine. That meant the usual restriction against passive abilities in public zones didn't apply inside the capsule.

She couldn't actively trigger the watch's skill outside of combat zones, but its passive effects still functioned while inside the capsule.

Her theory was now confirmed. A high-stakes gamble had paid off.

Rita was so thrilled she forgot to breathe—but her face remained composed. She methodically began loading items into capsules:

Cat's Ideal, Wrathful Moon, Game Addict's Console, Where's the Owl Already, and more—by order of importance.

When both Divine Relics were finally secured inside the machine, Rita immediately configured its rules:

Only players with a complete Divine Relic can purchase a capsule.

Ever since she started storing her gear and Relics inside the machine, Fat Duck had been gaping in silence, mouth wide open.

It was over. It had a sinking feeling… it had really screwed up this time.

"...Can I buy the gacha machine back?" it asked in a dry, hoarse voice.

Rita didn't even look up. "Sure—trade me three complete Divine Relics."

Fat Duck: "..." Just say no!

After stashing all her key tools, game rewards, and even the March Ferris Wheel capsule into the machine, Rita finally felt her nerves relax.

She adjusted the machine on her back—it automatically resized just like the Space Pirate Ship and Bumper Car, shrinking to a tidy 3 centimeters. It now fit her perfectly.

She even tested with B8017913: no matter what, unless she explicitly gave permission, it couldn't reach inside the gacha to access any capsule.

Rita grinned non-stop, the joy radiating from her tiny frame.

Across from her, Fat Duck looked like it was on the verge of tears.

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