[Beep! A reasonable way has been found for Zhou Wangqi and Zheng Jiaye to have their DNA tested at the hospital together. They have already had their blood drawn, and there is a 100% chance of DNA compatibility. Their fates will be altered as they battle wits and strategies against each other.]
[Host's Merit Points +2, points +200, karma +2. While the host was traveling, Hong Zhenghua accidentally discovered that his girlfriend was actually married. The two had a heated argument on the phone and parted on bad terms.]
Hong Zhenghua blocked and deleted him, never to see him again. His fate changed drastically; his future was now in his own hands. Nuomi had already given him a lucky buff, ensuring a smooth and successful life.
[Host's Merit Points +1, points +100, karma +1. Le Tianyu accidentally glimpsed a green tea woman flirting with other men in a shopping mall.]
He developed an extreme aversion to her, and from then on, his XP underwent a huge change. He no longer loved "green tea" girls, and his previously tragic fate changed dramatically.
Le Tianyu's fate has changed; Le Xiaoyu's birth is now hopeless; the host's Merit Points +15, points +300, karma +500... In summary, the host's karma value exceeds the tolerable limit of 300, and a Karmic Punishment is imminent.
[The punishment is random and pending. Nuomi doesn't know what the specific punishment is. It could be excruciating pain all over the body, weakness and powerlessness, experiencing the suffocation of death, or the pain of paralysis...]
[To lessen the severity of the punishment, all Merit Points can be deducted, reducing the punishment period to three days. Would you be willing to accept this deduction?]
All these messages came at once, giving Shang Shujue a splitting headache. He covered his head and it took him a long time to realize what Nuomi's last question had been.
"No! It can't be offset. Didn't you say before that bastard Song Yanqing could offset some of the karmic consequences? If I go to him, can I reduce the duration of the Karmic Punishment?"
Shang Shujue stared unfocusedly at the carved recessed light on the ceiling. His eyes were slightly red and moist, and his thin lips were slightly parted. He seemed to be having some difficulty breathing, and his chest was heaving rapidly. Even his fair skin began to turn red, making him look fragile and beautiful.
Although Shang Shujue is still angry with Song Yanqing, in this critical moment, the first person he thinks of is Song Yanqing who can save him.
After all, there was only one person in this world who shared his perspective, and only one person who could understand him, even though he was reluctant to admit it.
Nuomi seemed to be calculating something, remaining silent for a long time. Shang Shujue didn't urge him, but simply tugged at his collar and unbuttoned the two buttons on it.
"Host, I have good news and bad news..."
Nuomi appeared in front of Shang Shujue, but before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her, "Tell me the good news and the bad news at the same time. Don't make me choose. I have to hear both, don't I?"
"..." Nuomi paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and exhaled before speaking to Shang Shujue.
"The good news is that close contact with Song Yanqing can reduce the Karmic Punishment period to one day."
"The bad news is that Song Yanqing was ambushed on his way back, shot, and fell into the sea."
"What did you say?!"
When Shang Shujue heard the bad news, he jumped up from the sofa. He stood up so suddenly that he felt dizzy and his legs went weak, causing him to kneel on the ground.
The moment his knees hit the ground, there was a loud thud, but the pain had no processing mechanism in his hazy mind, and he couldn't feel it anymore.
" Nuomi, where is he? Is he still alive? Take me there... quick! I'll use points or merit points, I'm willing!"
Shang Shujue gripped Nuomi's front paws, his eyes red and wet, his voice trembling. Even his pupils trembled as he spoke, but he was completely unaware of this. He simply didn't want Song Yanqing to die like this; he still had revenge to take.
"Host, don't worry. He was only shot in the left scapula and is perfectly fine. He's currently recuperating in a private hospital under the Songhui Aristocratic Family's name, and he has many people taking care of him. You should be worried about yourself, not him."
Seeing his host's reaction, Nuomi knew that he had already fallen deeply in love, but he just refused to admit it. After all, in his opinion, falling for his mortal enemy was really shameful, and he would never want to admit it in his life.
After hearing Nuomi's words, Shang Shujue knelt on the ground for a while before coming to his senses. He suddenly sat back down on the sofa, smiled, and tears slid down his cheeks without him noticing, still joking with Nuomi.
"Hey~ Nuomi, really, can you not breathe so heavily next time? I thought I'd never get my revenge. I'll let it go this time, but don't do it again next time."
As soon as Shang Shujue finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa, trying to stay awake, and went into the bathroom. Nuomi paused for a moment, then entered the System Space, giving him some private space.
[Host, if Merit Points are not deducted, your punishment period is seven days. This is currently only the initial stage of chaos. Once dawn breaks, you will officially enter the punishment stage. There are three hours and thirty-five minutes until 6:30 AM.]
Shang Shujue paused in turning on the showerhead, a faint trace of melancholy crossing her brows, before being replaced by composure. "Okay, I understand."
After washing up, Shang Shujue wrapped himself in the blanket. Before falling asleep, he sent a message to Song Yanqing, waited for a while, and then fell asleep without receiving a reply.
While Shang Shujue was nearly unconscious, Song Yanqing called, but he could no longer hear him.
Song Yanqing made three video calls, but no one answered. He then switched to a mobile number, but still no one answered. He sent many messages, but they all went unanswered.
"Young master, do you need to use the restroom?"
Song Yanqing felt a surge of panic and unease. Ignoring his injuries, he threw off the covers and got out of bed, putting on his clothes and shoes in the dark without even turning on the light.
Lu Qingyun, the bodyguard who was guarding his hospital room, opened his eyes when he heard the noise. Seeing the situation on Song Yanqing's side, he immediately got up from the ground and went over. When he saw that Song Yanqing's clothes were all wrapped up, he immediately realized that something was wrong and raised his hand to stop him.
"Young Master, where are you going? It's very late now, and your injuries are quite serious. You can't travel long distances or endure bumpy rides. Just tell me what you want, and I'll bring it to you."
"Get out of my way! I don't want to make things difficult for you, and you shouldn't make things difficult for me either. I have to go out right now."
Song Yanqing was panicked and couldn't hear a word. He ignored his wounds, his eyes cold yet subtly tinged with lingering worry and deep sorrow...