Bean Paste

Bean Paste

Huangfu Miaomiao's face went from white to red, and she trembled all over, whether from fear or rage, she did not know. Clenching her fists, she shouted, "This isn't fair! It's not fair! Every word I said was true! I didn't lie! You can't kill me!"

She was so aggrieved she was about to lose her mind. The faintly appearing and disappearing Bone Blade was nearly against her throat!

Yet Feng Ling, standing before her, was like an emotionless executioner. One second she had kindly lent her clothes to wear; the next, she wanted to kill her!

And Huangfu Miaomiao could not sense even the slightest malice from Feng Ling!

This pervert!

This Madman!

If she had known this would happen, she never would have smugly sought cooperation with a human! Humans hated Players to the bone and would only rack their brains to find reasons to kill her. She was such an idiot!

Overwhelmed with regret, Huangfu Miaomiao burst into tears. "I stayed up all night gathering information for you! Why don't you believe me?! He's clearly the one lying! He's lying!!!"

Feng Ling tilted her head, admiring the tears pouring from the skull's eye sockets. Her lips curled up. "Still pretty stubborn, huh."

Huangfu Miaomiao grew even more desperate. Knowing that no explanation would help, she closed her eyes in utter despair.

The ferocious face of the fat man interrogating her under torture surfaced in her mind, and no matter what she did, she could not stop crying.

She was going to die. This time, she was really going to die.

She did not have enough Points to rebuild her account. Even if she logged out, she would die.

Die...

Die...

Maybe dying would be better. She would no longer have to hide everywhere, no longer have to do missions and save Points, no longer have to grovel just to survive in a world that did not belong to her at all...

So, die...

Die...

Die...

Huangfu Miaomiao: "...?"

Nothing happened even after she waited for ages.

When she opened her eyes, Feng Ling was casually browsing the Forum.

Huangfu Miaomiao touched her neck, somewhat dazed. "You're not killing me?"

"Why would I kill you? I was just messing with you." Feng Ling lowered her eyes to browse the replies beneath the post. Quite a few people had already asked how to participate.

Some people also questioned in the post: Why not report it to the Abomination Safety Supervision Bureau?

Super Strong Super replied: No one handles things in small cities. We can only rely on civilian forces.

That was true enough. Even Qingjiang City faced a staffing shortage, while those third- and fourth-tier small cities could barely fend for themselves.

Feng Ling joined the fun beneath the post.

Bean Paste: I have a Card. Count me in.

Huangfu Miaomiao watched her type with dark eyes and stubbornly said, "He's lying."

"I know." Feng Ling refreshed the page and found that she had received a new private message.

When she opened it, it was a friend request from that Super Strong Super.

Feng Ling accepted the friend request.

"You know he's lying, and you still added him?" Huangfu Miaomiao was very unhappy. Because of this person, Feng Ling had nearly scared her to death just now.

Feng Ling smiled indifferently. "Xenomorphs can use recovery potions when injured. If their injuries are too severe, they can log out and switch to another body. There's no reason for them to gather in groups after getting hurt. What would be the point of gathering together? What is the purpose? Are they lining up and waiting for a Doctor to treat them? This Super Strong Super either concealed some crucial information or fabricated the entire story to deliberately lure a large number of Card-holding humans there. If that's the case, then this is interesting..."

She sent Super Strong Super a "Hello" and continued speaking to Huangfu Miaomiao. "Think about it. What would happen if a group of humans with Cards were gathered together?"

Huangfu Miaomiao froze for a moment, her eyes widening slightly. "You mean... this person called Super Strong Super is a Player? He wants to steal Cards?!"

"That's very likely," Feng Ling said.

At that moment, the other side replied.

Super Strong Super: What ability does your Card have? We value teamwork here. If your Card Ability isn't suitable, we can't take you.

"Online at five in the morning and replying instantly. Looks like he's in quite a hurry." Feng Ling smiled faintly and sent a message.

Bean Paste: What kind of abilities do you need? If mine isn't suitable, I won't bother you guys, okay?

Huangfu Miaomiao silently glanced at Feng Ling. The tone of those words... was excessively gentle and friendly.

Super Strong Super: We already have healers and main attackers here. What we need now are support personnel.

Bean Paste: (^_^) Then I qualify. My Card is Jellyfish, and it can grow transparent little tentacles~

The man held his phone and muttered, "Jellyfish? What kind of Card is Jellyfish?"

The companion beside him said in a trembling whisper, "Brother Chao... it, it woke up..."

The man called Brother Chao looked up toward the shadows deep within the cave, where a deathly pale dead man's face slowly emerged.

A hoarse, strange phlegmy rasp came from the corpse's mouth, while sticky corpse fluid dripped from the corners of its lips—

"Not enough... hss... still... not enough..."

That face had once belonged to their companion, but now it had become the monster's mouthpiece.

Brother Chao swallowed nervously, his knees weakening beyond his control. "I've already called people over. They'll be here soon, very soon."

The face opened and closed its rotten lips in the gloom. "Need... more... hss... more Cards..."

"I know." Brother Chao gritted his teeth. "Everyone I called this time is a human with a Card. You'll definitely be satisfied!"

The face slowly withdrew, retreating into deeper darkness until it vanished from sight.

The two men in the cave huddled close together and did not dare move for a long time.

"Fuck..." Brother Chao wiped the cold sweat from his face, using profanity to ease his fear.

His companion whispered tearfully, "How about... how about we call the police... have the Supervision Bureau people come..."

"What bullshit are you talking about?! What if the Supervision Bureau can't kill it? Do you think it'll let the two of us go?! And fortune comes with risk, look over there—"

Brother Chao pointed toward the other side of the cave.

Several corpses lay scattered near the rock wall.

"See them? They're all wanted Xenomorph criminals. I recognize their faces! If we take those bodies out, we can claim at least ten million in rewards! We'll become multimillionaires! We'll rise above everyone else!"

He looked at the Xenomorph corpses as though he were seeing boundless wealth, and even his breathing became rapid.

"...What does it matter if a few people die? As long as we feed the monster, this cave will become our money-printing machine. Every man for himself, and those idiots on the Forum have no right to blame me. If they want to blame someone, they should blame their own Cards for being useless."

Brother Chao drew a deep breath, his fingers forcefully tapping out words on the phone screen as he continued muttering, "I love my country too. I want to protect the world too. But protecting the world inevitably requires sacrifices. Since the strong must fight Xenomorphs and cannot be sacrificed, the useless weak should put their own value to use. So... it's you, useless Jellyfish."

Ding—

Feng Ling received a private Forum message.

Super Strong Super: Alright, I'll add you to the group. Keep an eye on the group announcements.