On a dark and windy night, perfect for muddying the waters...
The short-lived ghost Ji You, who was predicted by the teachers to not survive more than a second, was not only lively and jumpy but also thriving with especially, flamboyantly ease... Ever since she uncovered the secret of the traps, she’s been sharp as a tack, and as if she had cheats enabled, she successfully killed off 3 newbies.
The fourth victim was lying on the ground.
She clenched the withered stick in her hand and, without hesitation, stabbed it into the unfortunate sod’s ’heart,’ reaping 1 point. Ji You even shook her leg and hummed a tune: "We common folk are truly, oh so truly jubilant today..."
This singing was like a demonic chant piercing through the brain.
After being tricked and deceived, dying a miserable death, and then being insulted , the poor victim pretending to be a corpse on the ground couldn’t take it anymore and said, "...you’ve done enough."
The dead: "No more singing."
Ji You: "We common folk are truly, oh so—"
The dead: "Ah!!! I can’t take it! I’m going to kill you!"
The Little Robot in charge of collecting corpses had already arrived, just in time to hear this sentence. It immediately said, "Warning! Warning! Warning! Violating corpse regulations, deducting 1 point!"
Ji You quickly stopped shaking her leg and with a face full of flattery, she sidled up to the robot and said with a beaming smile, "Hey! Mr. Instructor, can we discuss a matter, pretty please?"
With a sly grin, Ji You said, "Look, I utilized my singing talent to successfully agitate a few corpses, allowing you to smoothly reap a lot of points from those corpses. How about—giving me 2 points as a reward?"
Ji You tried even harder to persuade the robot: "Just reward me a few points first, I’ll continue to help you in the future... We can collaborate, I earn points, you earn points, it’s a win-win for both of us..."
It understood—this human was not only asking for a bribe, she was also trying to corrupt it! To pull it into complicity with her schemes!
Ji You with a shameless face said, "Mr. Instructor, don’t your robots have performance targets? Think about it, if other robots reap a lot of points and you only have so few... Doesn’t it hurt? And me—I’m an excellent partner! With me, you’ll be the king of efficiency in the entire practice ground!"
Even the corpse couldn’t bear to listen any longer.
There are such shamelessly thick-skinned people in the world; it’s bad enough to have been killed by her, but now she even wants a share of the spoils!
The unfortunate soul playing dead on the ground endured, biting back anger, barely resisting the urge to get up and thrash someone.
The robot was not easily corrupted. Once it confirmed that all this human had said was nonsense, useless junk not worth processing, it paid no mind to Ji You, grabbed the corpse, and turned to leave.
Ji You, unwilling to give up, followed behind: "Hey! Mr. Instructor... don’t go... Can’t we negotiate a little more..."
In the monitoring room.
The teachers gathered together, and upon seeing this scene, instantly felt speechless, saying one after another:
"Is she actually trying to split the booty with the robot?"
"What’s going on in her head?"
"Others nourish their brains with calcium, zinc, iron... She must have stuffed it with a bunch of crooked pig intestines!"
"Such a dark heart, she’s almost catching up to our principal..."
Principal Hong glanced sideways: "What are you talking about?"
The teacher who spoke felt a chill down the neck, quickly plastered on a smile, and said, "Hey! Principal, you see... With her tenacity, she doesn’t seem like someone who’d easily give up. If she tries to corrupt other robots and keeps harassing them, should we just give her some points instead?"
"Pah!" Principal Hong spat ungracefully and mockingly said, "Dream on! That shady weasel! If she dares to bother our instructors more than three times, we’ll deduct all her points under the pretext of obstructing the exercise!"
When it comes to being ruthless...
The principal wins hands down.
As Ji You watched the robot walking away, helpless to do anything about it, she could only head back home. She had only crouched and taken a few steps when she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and for some reason, a very dangerous suspicion arose in her heart.
A faint whoosh, an attack coming from behind.
Ji You rolled away on the spot.
The enemy was fierce and responsive, not lessening the assault in the slightest, instead lifting a huge club in hand, aiming a brutal smash at Ji You’s head—
Such a dominant oppression and intimidation, it came from a higher Level of power overwhelming Ji You; no matter how many tricks she had, skills she possessed, or how unwilling she was... she could only watch as the club mercilessly cracked open her skull.
[I... have imagined all kinds of ways to die...
I, Ji You, never thought... I would be killed by a beating with a club.
Unable to bear the sight, and resigned to death’s alarm, suddenly, the enemy’s club was kicked away by a sweeping foot!
In her dazzled state, Ji You only saw a lean figure, indistinguishable whether it was a man or a woman, getting into a brawl with the idiot with the club, and in a few moments—the victor emerged.
The club wielder lay on the ground—
In order to vent her anger for almost having her brain exposed and beauty destroyed, Ji You sprang up and stomped viciously on the club wielder’s face.
Why stomp on my face???
Ignoring the club wielder’s puzzled look, Ji You covered her face with the hem of her clothes and simpered towards her rescuer: "Hey! Classmate! Such a good person... Thank you for saving me."
The newcomer: "... Are you ’Ji You’ number 4444?"
Ji You’s hand paused, her simpering smile stuck halfway, instantly stiffening.
The impatient person asked: "Are you or not?"
Ji You tossed a stone behind her and turned to run.
No sooner had she lifted her foot to leave than she was picked up like a little chicken, unable to escape.
Ji You struggled left and right, but the other person was immensely strong and she couldn’t break free; this feeling of powerlessness made her want to cry...
Without waiting for Ji You to respond, the person lifted a hand and pulled away the cloth covering her face, revealing a smile: "Indeed it is—"
Ji You, unable to accept her fate, covered her face and cried yingyingying:
"May the kind-hearted live in peace..."
"I... I really don’t want to die."
A slightly cool finger, bit by bit, glided slowly over Ji You’s forehead, eyes, nose, and lips...
Even has a hobby of torturing captives.
Ji You’s heart trembled and trembled... but then? The death she anticipated didn’t come. Puzzled, she asked: "Hey! Why aren’t you killing me?"
The person smiled: "Why should I kill you?"
Ji You was taken aback: "Ah?"
Even with her so-called quick-wittedness, she couldn’t understand why they didn’t kill her.