Chapter 119
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[User “PeaceLover” appreciated your violent purge and tipped 20 Universal Coins.]
[User “BronzePlayer” approved of your brutality and tipped 10 Universal Coins.]
[User “CyberBodhisattva” eagerly anticipates you completing the hidden quest and tipped 50 Universal Coins.]
[User “momo” is curious about your ability and hopes you’ll answer honestly, tipping 50 Universal Coins.]
[User “RichYoungMasterDomineering” supports your elimination of the pollution source and tipped 0.1 Universal Coins.]
The barrage of comments scrolled rapidly. The Universal Coin balance kept climbing.
Yu Zhi didn’t notice the system panel at all. His vision was red. Only two words echoed in his mind—
Want to vomit.
Not just psychologically. Physically, too.
You Qiu Bi Ying had killed Yan Yang after he transformed into that gigantic eyeball—like piercing a blood-filled balloon with a needle.
And he hadn’t been the one holding the needle.
He was the needle.
A few punches in, and he was drenched from head to toe in blood. His hair hung in sticky clumps, soaked through. His clothes clung tightly to his body. Every inch of skin felt coated in something slick and wet. The air reeked of iron and rot.
Yu Zhi endured for one second—then bent over.
“—Urgh!”
The instance ended. The pitch-black temporary resettlement zone regained normal nighttime visibility. A crescent moon hung overhead, pale gray light spilling across the area.
While dry-heaving, Yu Zhi glanced down.
Under his feet lay the massive, slick membrane of the eyeball.
White membrane spread across the ground and clung to buildings whose walls were covered in bulging eyes. Beneath the film, countless contaminated eyeballs twitched and rolled. At a glance, it looked like a giant eye with thousands of smaller eyes growing underneath.
“Urgh—”
He retched harder.
Half a minute passed. Nothing came up. Not even bile.
Yu Zhi shut his eyes, took out a bottle of mineral water from [My Items], and rinsed the blood from his hair. The metallic smell faded from his nose, and the spasms in his stomach eased slightly.
He quickly retrieved Yan Yang’s body—now little more than a skin shell—and stuffed it back into [My Trash].
The panel immediately displayed the hidden quest progress:
[Hidden Quest: Trash in the Bin, Civilized and Healthy (4/5)]
Objective: No time limit, no restriction on trash category. Collect five pieces of trash! Please complete the task actively.]
Completion Reward: Undisclosed
Failure Penalty: Undisclosed
One more pollution source.
Just one more, and the hidden quest would be complete.
Yu Zhi blinked away the moisture on his lashes and slowly straightened up.
Footsteps sounded behind him.
Fu Suxi walked over directly. The black long blade in his hand had been replaced by a cigarette.
He smoked as he approached. Under the pale haze of blue-white smoke, his scarlet eyes looked even sharper—brimming with irritation and killing intent.
As he drew closer, the fading smell of blood thickened again.
Yu Zhi curled his lips into a smile. “Perfect timing, Little Fu.”
“The instance is over.”
Fu Suxi paused. The irritation in his eyes deepened.
Then he heard Yu Zhi say in a comforting tone:
“Even though I got Universal Coins and blind boxes, you at least gained the sweat of hard work.”
“……”
[User “Lord of Fire” praised your wasted effort and tipped 100 Universal Coins.]
[User “Big Yellow Girl” admired your temporary lover’s slight superiority and tipped 100 Universal Coins.]
[User “Lightbulb” loudly applauded your being outclassed and tipped 80 Universal Coins.]
Fu Suxi looked at him expressionlessly. “Where’s Yan Yang?”
“Went back to his hometown.”
“Where’s the body?”
Yu Zhi waved vaguely. “Find it yourself.”
Fu Suxi scanned the area. Not a trace of a pollution source corpse—only blood. Everywhere. So much blood that even the surrounding contaminated eyeballs were splattered red.
He was certain Yu Zhi had fallen here. Certain Yan Yang had died here.
No corpse.
Yu Zhi hated trouble.
Fu Suxi lifted his eyelids slightly. “You collected his body?”
Yu Zhi paused a fraction.
Fu Suxi caught the micro-expression instantly.
No pollution source remains had been found at Taijiang High School. The one from Meteorite Biotech had also vanished.
One coincidence might be chance.
Two or three was intentional.
“You’re collecting pollution source corpses,” Fu Suxi said thoughtfully. “You need them?”
Yu Zhi met his gaze. He could tell Fu Suxi was probably about to use his lie-detection ability again. Calmly, he said:
“I need Universal Coins. A lot of them.”
[Detected: Statement is true.]
Fu Suxi: “……”
The sound of a vehicle approached from the distance.
Yu Zhi initially thought it was Xiao Ming or Dr. Qi. Turning his head, he saw Zuo Feiyang and Lin Xiangyuan instead.
Zuo Feiyang used his ability to restore the eyeball-covered ground back into cement. Lin Xiangyuan drove the armored vehicle behind him. The two worked seamlessly. In moments, the vehicle arrived before Yu Zhi.
As soon as it stopped, several people jumped out from the back seat.
He Hanhai and the others held tranquilizer guns, not approaching Fu Suxi. They stood by the vehicle, wary. “Minister Yu.”
Fu Suxi exhaled a smoke ring and gave a faint “Mm.”
Seeing he was still rational, He Hanhai finally relaxed and signaled the team.
Lin Xiangyuan looked at Yu Zhi—covered head to toe in blood—and sucked in a cold breath. “Brother Yu, where are you hurt?”
“Not hurt. It’s Yan Yang’s blood.”
“Yan Yang?” Lin Xiangyuan froze. He scanned around but saw no body. “W-Where is he?”
Yu Zhi was silent for a moment, then said tactfully, “He was a pollution source.”
There was currently no purification method. Pollution sources had to die. They had to be cleared. That was an established consensus in the Special Operations Bureau.
Lin Xiangyuan stared, stunned. “What? How could he—”
An hour ago, Yan Yang had been fine. They’d even joked around.
Fu Suxi cut in coolly, “A warning from Meteorite Biotech.”
The group’s expressions darkened.
They all knew when Yan Yang had entered the temporary resettlement zone—and when the instance had begun. The gap was less than ten minutes.
“In that short a time,” Lin Xiangyuan muttered, face pale, “they turned an A-rank ability user into a pollution source…”
Fu Suxi said flatly, “Not for now.”
Yu Zhi’s brows twitched.
Not for now?
Fu Suxi’s tone had been too certain.
As if he knew Meteorite Biotech’s next move.
How much did he know?
When they returned to the safe zone, medical personnel rushed over.
Yu Zhi repeated, “I’m not hurt.”
He glanced at Fu Suxi. “He might be.”
Fu Suxi removed his jacket. Underneath was only a torn short-sleeved shirt. His body was covered in gaping wounds. The worst was at his waist and abdomen—deep enough to reveal a hint of pale rib. And from the torn flesh, several eyeballs protruded.
Yu Zhi paused.
Being contaminated made sense.
But being injured like this? Not quite.
Shadow Mask plus Red Heart Q shouldn’t have pushed him that far.
He must have done it deliberately—to make Red Heart Q lower their guard.
Yu Zhi clicked his tongue inwardly.
Injured this badly, still fighting him in the contamination zone, still competing to clear the pollution source?
What a ruthless dog.
Fu Suxi turned his head slightly. Even through his sunglasses, Yu Zhi could feel the look.
What?
Yu Zhi thought for a moment and said slowly:
“Even though you didn’t get Universal Coins or blind boxes, you did get wounds and blood.”
Fu Suxi glanced at the others pretending not to listen. His lips curved faintly.
“I’m injured. Aren’t you going to feel sorry for me?”
He emphasized each word:
“Boy. Friend.”
Still acting.
Yu Zhi raised a brow. “You can feel pain?”
“I’m human. I feel pain.”
Yu Zhi lifted his hand and firmly patted the arm riddled with wounds.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes.”
Yu Zhi smiled.
“Good.”
“Boyfriends are meant to hurt.”
