Chapter Thirty-Two: Not a Dog, but a Reincarnator

He’s gained points. Liu Mengchao noticed that the dazed look in Zhang Qingqing’s eyes, which had been glued to Liu Li, suddenly cleared up.

Next, you’re probably going to use another man, aren’t you? I’ve already paved the way for you. Don’t let me down, you selfish and ruthless woman.

Zhang Qingqing!

As if she could hear Liu Mengchao’s inner thoughts, Zhang Qingqing suddenly jumped up excitedly and grabbed Liu Li’s hand.

“Darling, the Lord God told me…”

“What did the Lord God tell you, baby?” Liu Li asked, his hands wandering all over her body.

“We’ve completed the mission! Now I have a thousand Lord God points!”

Surprised?

Liu Mengchao noticed that when Zhang Qingqing announced she had a thousand points, Liu Li’s star immediately flared brightly.

Nervous? Afraid this woman won’t transfer the points to you? Or angry that the Lord God didn’t split the points evenly among you reincarnators?

Either way, Liu Li’s mood was now anything but calm. The desire that once filled his eyes was now replaced with cunning, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

“So… what do you plan to do, my woman?” Liu Li yanked Zhang Qingqing closer as she tried to pull away, baring his teeth in a grin. “Are you going to abandon me now?”

How could I?

Zhang Qingqing’s smile grew even sweeter, as if she were competing for Miss Hong Kong. Her trained, professional smile was so convincing that even Liu Mengchao, watching from the sidelines, wanted to applaud.

What a talented actress.

“Of course not. I like you the most. You’re so masculine, and you make me feel safe.” As she spoke, she deliberately pressed her chest against Liu Li. “We still have two hours left in this Lord God space mission. Why don’t we go have some fun?”

“Have some fun?” Liu Li laughed heartily, suddenly feeling his earlier worries were unnecessary. This woman wouldn’t dare betray him, and besides, he had another little follower.

No, a dog.

With one arm around Zhang Qingqing’s waist and the other pinching her cheek, Liu Li swaggered out of the classroom. As soon as he reached the door, he shouted loudly.

“Li Yang!”

Li Yang, who had been standing shivering in the cold wind, turned his head nervously. The sight before him stirred an uncontrollable rage within.

How could Liu Li hold her like that!

Resentment? Anger?

Liu Mengchao suddenly noticed that Li Yang’s own star flared to life, glaring like an energy-saving bulb that made people’s eyes ache.

Prize pool: 34,000 points.

Already feeling emotional? According to my calculations, you should be biding your time, waiting for that final trigger, you shut-in Li Yang!

“Li Yang, you’ve worked hard today!”

With Zhang Qingqing in tow, Liu Li walked past him, and an idea popped into his head.

Why not throw this dog a bone? After all, this woman’s been used already. When I return to the Reincarnation Space, there’ll be better women waiting. The most important thing now is to establish myself as the leader among these four.

Having made up his mind, Liu Li’s gaze toward Li Yang softened.

“Li Yang, you’re still a virgin, aren’t you?”

As he spoke, Liu Li squeezed Zhang Qingqing’s chest hard, leaving a large, ugly bruise on her once flawless skin.

“You!” Li Yang’s eyes reddened, like a bull in heat.

Looks like it’s working. Dealing with a virgin takes a woman like her. Liu Li was almost giddy with satisfaction, feeling like the protagonist in a novel, about to embark on a marvelous journey through the world of reincarnation.

Women, power!

Both would follow him like shadows. All this made Liu Li laugh out loud with delight.

“Idiot,” Liu Mengchao muttered, watching Liu Li’s antics.

This thug not only failed to arouse Li Yang’s desire, he’d added fuel to the fire in the heart of this timid man, making the pile of kindling about to ignite burn even hotter.

Liu Mengchao crossed his arms and lounged easily in his chair, watching the drama unfold before him.

Don’t say you’re going to let Li Yang have Zhang Qingqing for a night. That would set off every suggestion I’ve planted in Li Yang’s mind at once.

Even as Liu Mengchao’s words faded, Liu Li, dragging Zhang Qingqing along, stopped in front of Li Yang.

“Kid, no need to pretend—I know you like her.”

With that, Liu Li shoved Zhang Qingqing toward Li Yang.

“Do you like her?”

Like…?

Li Yang glanced fearfully at Liu Li, who stood before him like a tyrant, then at Zhang Qingqing, who sat pitifully on the ground.

“I…”

Fear surged into Li Yang’s heart again. The courage Liu Mengchao had manipulated in him retreated like a deserter at the sound of gunfire, trembling in the trenches.

“I don’t like her!”

Li Yang shouted, his voice trembling with agitation. The fruit knife hidden in his pocket, gripped in frustration, had already sliced a deep wound in his palm.

“You hear that, baby? He actually says he doesn’t like you!”

Liu Li was very pleased with Li Yang’s reaction, just like in that movie where the emperor gravely tells his princes, “The throne is mine—I can give it to you, but you mustn’t seize it.”

Mustn’t seize it. Liu Li’s heart swelled with imperial satisfaction.

Already excited? Liu Mengchao watched as Liu Li’s star blazed ever brighter. The prize pool climbed in response.

Prize pool: 35,000 points.

Enjoy it, bask in it, Liu Mengchao smiled, watching Liu Li walk away with Zhang Qingqing. “When you utter your next words, that will be your death sentence.”

The deciding factor here isn’t me, the Lord God’s proxy. It’s you, the newcomers to this world of endless reincarnation. When you begin to distrust each other, to gloat, to think only of your own survival like beasts and use everything as a tool, you’ve already dug your own graves.

And first up—it’s you, Liu Li.

“I say…” At that moment, Liu Li felt like the king of the world. He turned back, beaming at Li Yang. “Kid, you’re such a goody-two-shoes. Stick with me from now on! Later, I’ll ask Qingqing to share some Lord God points with you. And tonight, I’ll let you join me—and Qingqing—for our last night in this mission world!”

As if on cue, Zhang Qingqing turned and gave Li Yang a faint smile.

How tragic! Passed between men like merchandise—she’s a goddess, she deserves to be cherished!

At that instant, the flame in Li Yang’s heart finally ignited.

Unacceptable—he would never allow her to be defiled!

Liu Mengchao’s words surged into Li Yang’s mind like a tide, leaving room for nothing else.

Only one thought remained: kill Liu Li, protect Zhang Qingqing, and show his courage!

He stepped forward.

The fruit knife hidden in his sleeve slid silently into Liu Li’s back.

“Pfft!”

Scarlet blood, the crimson blade, suddenly burst from Liu Li’s chest.

Drip…

Blood trickled from the tip of the knife to the floor.

Turning, Liu Li glared in rage.

Clapping, Liu Mengchao burst into laughter.

Prize pool: 40,000 points.

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I meant the eighth day of the New Year… which is actually tomorrow… The explosion of updates starts at midnight tonight: one chapter at midnight, one at 10 a.m., one at 4 p.m., and the last at 10 p.m. There might be some delay for editing after uploading, so don’t be mad at me…!

Lastly, a stern scolding for the group’s “Loli Lord,” that so-called R18 gentleman—how could you drop the promised adult chapter for exceeding your own bottom line? Unbelievable!