Making a Bottom Top for Love

"Fuck their ancestors!" Qi Ning cursed when he heard the announcement. "I'm raiding them tonight, then going home tomorrow morning. To hell with this shitty show—whoever wants to play can play."

Zhang Wen grimaced. "Chen Hongyi eliminated me once, and I haven't even killed a single person yet."

"Xueli and I haven't even fired a gun. What do we have to say about it?"

At that moment, Liu Yue's opinion of the production team hit rock bottom. And that AC Boy Group—based on her years in the entertainment industry, it was obvious the production team was trying to build hype for them. They even dared drag her in as a foil. If they didn't give her an explanation, this wouldn't be over!

Xueli looked at Xia Yu anxiously. "Then what do we do now? Go out and beat people up? If we get eliminated, then we'll really be eliminated."

"Fight!" Qi Ning could no longer hold himself back. "We're going tonight. Either they die or I do. Getting eliminated would be perfect—we can go straight home tomorrow morning. Just seeing those cliquish bastards once more makes me sick."

"Then let's fight. The sooner we die, the sooner we're reborn. Ending this early is fine too. The mosquitoes are practically eating me alive."

As he spoke, Zhang Wen slapped several more mosquitoes dead.

"Then it's settled. Everyone load up your ammo. Once it gets a little darker, we'll sneak over and spray them with bullets. Once we've emptied our magazines, it's over. We'll leave overnight."

"Okay!"

Qi Ning shoved Xia Yu, who was still sitting there without moving. "Bro, get moving already. The final slaughter is about to begin. Even if I die, I'm taking out those two adulterers, Chu Lan and Xia Wanqing, to avenge you."

"Oh."

Xia Yu was very dissatisfied with this sudden change. He hadn't earned enough points yet. If the show ended early, was he supposed to go back and have a Platonic relationship with Chi Yan?

001, having read his thoughts, was utterly confused. The host hadn't come out of Haitang, so why was he so obsessed with doing embarrassing things with Chi Yan? And why did he insist on being on top? Holding a grudge didn't need to go this far, did it?

Puzzled, it asked him outright.

"Didn't you always know I hold grudges?"

"Uh... but you and that Chi guy love each other. Who's on top and who's on the bottom doesn't matter as long as it feels good. Don't be so particular."

Xia Yu narrowed his eyes. "How do you know it feels good? Were you peeking?"

"No, no, no! There are rules! Even systems with the highest clearance can't see anything unsuitable for minors! Little Five, tell him, isn't that right?"

105 nodded weakly. "That's right."

"It did feel pretty good, though."

If Chi Yan had made him uncomfortable, he would have been stabbed long ago.

"..." The two systems shyly covered their faces. Host, please have some shame. How could you say anything at all?!

"Didn't you say Xia Wanqing came with Everyone's Beloved Aura? That any decent man in this world would become infatuated with him and go mad over him?"

001 nodded. "Yes. This is a feel-good novel about abusing scum and slapping faces. Why could the bottom protagonist rise from being an illegitimate son to become a winner in life? Eighty percent of the credit goes to his awesome admirers—film industry tycoons, wealthy CEOs, rising business stars. If this novel were posted on Haitang, it would definitely be an everyone-loves-the-bottom NP novel. Other than no explicit content and being 1V1, it's basically the same. Every man who meets the bottom protagonist, aside from certain supporting characters written to be jealous of him, will be attracted to him. They'll willingly clear his path, elevate him, help him abuse scum, and slap faces. That's what makes a feel-good novel! Readers love this kind of thing, and when it ends as 1V1, they love it even more."

The corner of Xia Yu's lips curled up. "Then do you think Chi Yan might be attracted to him too?"

"!!!" The two systems were shocked. Right! Everyone's Beloved Aura worked more strongly on people with higher status. Someone like Chi Yan definitely met the standard for joining the bottom protagonist's support squad. Oh god, how had they not thought of that?!

"He really is my type. I like him a lot."

"So... Host, you want him to be the bottom?"

"Does the bottom protagonist's Everyone's Beloved Aura work on men of the same type?"

"Probably not... Generally speaking, men of the same type as the bottom protagonist are set up as vicious villains or cannon fodder. They fight him over men, scheme against him, and compete for his admirers, only to get slapped in the face and written out in the end."

Xia Yu sighed. "For someone to make a bottom become a top for love, what kind of virtue must Chi Yan possess? What would he have to be unwilling about?"

"..." They had no idea whether being chosen by the host was unfortunate, or simply unfortunate.

"Host..." 105 weakly raised a hand. "What if Chi Yan isn't willing? And what if the bottom protagonist seduces him away?"

"Then kill him." Xia Yu said it lightly. "Why keep something dirty around?"

It shuddered all over and didn't dare speak again. This host really had broken down. For Chi Yan's sake, and for his own life, he should just submit.

"Bro, stop spacing out." Qi Ning gave him a push.

Xia Yu stood up. "Let's go."

The redhead puffed out his cheeks. "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"What did you say?"

"..."

Xueli leaned closer. "Qi Ning said he and Brother Zhang will go check No. 1 Base first. The three of us will wait here. If no one's there, they'll come back and take us to No. 4 Base together. The Red Team will definitely be spending the night at one of those two bases."

Xia Yu nodded and sat back down. "Okay."

Qi Ning slung a submachine gun over his back along with enough ammunition and reminded them, "You guys should watch your surroundings too. Those sneaky little bastards might come over to ambush us."

"Mm."

"Brother Zhang, let's go."

Zhang Wen put on his headlamp. "Let's go."

Night had already fallen. The three left behind lit a bonfire, and the two girls sat leaning against Xia Yu, instantly feeling much safer.

"Xia Yu, do you plan to enter the entertainment industry?" Liu Yue asked.

He played with his small pistol and replied, "Not for now."

"Oh. If you ever want to sign with a company, you can consider my studio. Once this is over, can we add each other on WeChat?"

"Mm."

Xueli twisted the hem of her clothes, gathered her courage, and asked quietly, "Xia Yu, can I add you as a friend?"

He smiled. "Sure."

"Thank you!" Yes! She had added her idol on WeChat!

Liu Yue teased her with a grin. "Oh my, young lady..."

Xueli blushed bright red.

[I want to add my husband on WeChat too!!!]

[Wuwuwu, I want my husband to enter the industry and film dramas, but I also don't want him going into that disgusting cesspool.]

[Could Xueli have fallen for my husband? No!!! He's my husband, my husband, my husband!]

[I want to strangle the production team! Why did they suddenly change the rules?! If the game ends early, I won't get to see my husband anymore!!! Husband, you have to still be here next week!]

The three of them chatted about this and that for a while. Then they checked the time and realized ten minutes had passed since the agreed time, yet Qi Ning and Zhang Wen still hadn't returned. Nor had they heard an elimination announcement.

Liu Yue frowned tightly, worried. "They didn't go straight to No. 4 Base, did they? If they run into the Red Team, how can two people beat five?"

Xueli reassured her, "Maybe it's hard to walk at night, so they're taking longer. Brother Zhang brought a walkie-talkie. If anything changes, he'll definitely tell us."

Xia Yu, who had been idly spinning his gun, suddenly sharpened his gaze. He gripped the weapon tightly and fired without hesitation at the pitch-black bushes ahead to the left.