What? What's the worst?

Ye Jingyu looked down at the ground and found that the deep pit containing Ye Yubai was gone. Ye Yubai appeared on the ground near the barbed wire fence, curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach, his face full of pain.

He was just trying to peek at the chat history, what did he miss!

Ye Jingyu suppressed a laugh, but his slightly amused voice betrayed his happiness at the moment, "Dabai, what's wrong? Brother will go down and see you."

It feels good to see one's enemy suffer.

After Lu Ke stepped on Ye Yubai, Old Master Song released Ye Yubai from his control.

He was pleasantly surprised, feeling that his control over his superpowers had become more refined. Indeed, people can unleash tremendous potential when they are frightened.

Grandpa Song ran happily to Ye Yubai's side, and the rattle drum also made a cheerful sound.

"Oh dear, nephew, why did you suddenly jump out and startle your uncle? Are you alright? Come on, let me help you up." His voice was filled with undisguised schadenfreude.

Grandpa Song then invited, "Come on, let's go to the villa and have a good rest, take a bath, and stay here tonight."

This is what Song Yuanqing told him in the group chat, saying that Little Sweet Bean wanted Ye Yubai to stay.

Ye Yubai gritted his teeth, "Okay! I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, abalone, sea cucumber... Thank you for your hospitality, Uncle!"

Damn it, with a big shot here, if we can't beat you, we'll eat you out of house and home!

Wow, you really know how to eat! I want some too.

She hadn't eaten sweet and sour pork in ages; it was her favorite dish. The crispy outer layer and tender, juicy meat inside, with the sweet and sour sauce elevating its very essence, made it irresistible.

"Plop," was the sound of Ye Zhi's saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth and falling to the ground.

She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with her little hand, and her big eyes darted around. Good, no one noticed her embarrassing situation.

[Hehehe, I wiped my drool on Dad's haute couture. This is a dress Mom bought for me, so it can't get dirty.]

The wicked little hand reached for Ye Jingyu's clothes, dried them, and then patted her own clothes with satisfaction.

Ye Jingyu smiled indulgently.

Song Yuanqing glanced at the little sweetie who was unaware that she had already given herself away, and greeted Ye Yubai with a smile from the balcony.

"Cousin, we'll provide you with the materials, how about you do the cooking?"

“Yes, none of us are good cooks,” Ye Jingyu chimed in.

"Young man, you can cook too? Come on, let your uncle try your cooking." Grandpa Song readily agreed on Ye Yubai's behalf.

Ye Yubai, clutching her stomach, was led to the kitchen by Song Moshang.

Pull and lock the frosted glass door to the kitchen.

Song Moshang once again restrained Ye Yubai, and at the same time took control of the kitchen knife, patting Ye Yubai's face with the blade.

"Slap, slap."

Ye Yubai stared wide-eyed in horror.

Damn it, he's out of protective gear. It was a terrible decision for him to appear in front of Song Moshang today.

"What do you want to do, Uncle! I'm Ye Yubai!"

Song Moshang paced around Ye Yubai in circles. Qing'er had told him that Tiandou'er thought the Ye Yubai in front of him wasn't the real one.

It's better if it's not true; the less true it is, the greater their hopes will be.

Now, let's test the waters.

Song Moshang, with the aura of a superior who had been in power for many years, suddenly moved closer to Ye Yubai's face, and the kitchen knife was also close to Ye Yubai's neck in an instant, embedding itself slightly.

A person is only likely to tell the truth when they are in a state of extreme fear.

"Who are you!" The voice exploded in my ears.

Ye Yubai's heart skipped a second as he felt the pain in his neck and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Without the slightest hesitation, he roared, "Ye Yubai!"

You old fool, you think you can fool me with your tricks? Do you think he's been through all those worlds for nothing?

"How old are you? Where do you live? How many people live in your family?"

Without the slightest hesitation, she answered, "20, Unit 2, Building 5, Chengxin Community, Jingye Street, Aiguo District, C City. I live alone. My father died of a stroke, and my mother died in a car accident. Now I only have my older brother, Ye Jingyu."

…

After questioning, Ye Yubai answered all the questions correctly.

Ye Yubai's body suddenly shrank back. Damn it, he got them all right. He'll die even faster now.

"System! System!"

The system is broken, yet it's still upgrading at a critical moment.

Damn it, what life-saving items do I have left in my inventory?

Ye Yubai's consciousness searched through the system space, but found nothing! It was all junk.

Damn it, I used up all my life-saving skills during the demon invasion in the last world.

Damn it, after struggling for over a dozen worlds, I'm still just a nobody.

Song Moshang was very satisfied to release his control over Ye Yubai's body.

"Clang." The knife fell onto the kitchen tiles with a crisp sound.

Ye Yubai's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

This is his true reaction right now.

"Waaah, ah!" The disheveled young man covered his face and cried.

"Ah, waaaaah, Uncle, were you trying to kill me just now?!" He thought he almost missed out on the triple reward that was supposed to be his, and might even have to waste energy to leave this world.

Was it easy for him to earn that little bit of energy? His previous efforts were only enough to consume the energy needed to leave the world once. He was really unlucky in the last world. Of all the bad luck he ran into, the demons came. All the defensive tools he had painstakingly saved up were gone.

This is the only one left, and I only have two chances left. I've used them all up today.

"Ah, I'm so sad, sob sob sob." The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and Ye Yubai cried with genuine emotion.

Old Master Song felt embarrassed, so he stepped forward and patted Ye Yubai's still-clean clothes on the back.

"Uncle was just teasing you."

"You're just teasing me! Look, look!" Ye Yubai raised his neck and leaned close to Old Master Song. The wound wasn't deep; the knife had only scratched the skin a little.

"Alright, you're a grown man. Getting hurt is what makes a real man. Go and see for yourself how deep the wound on your neck is," Grandpa Song thoughtfully turned on his phone's camera.

"It's really not deep. The blood has stopped flowing." Ye Yubai felt a little comforted.

He was terrified, thinking his energy was about to run out.

Grandpa Song rolled his eyes at him. This was a new application of his newly researched mental ability: amplifying fear and pain.

He doesn't indiscriminately kill innocent people. Even Fairy Sweet Bean said that this Ye Yubai is fake. He's just testing the waters and adding another layer of protection.

Since the test revealed it was fake, why kill him? Let him and Song Ranran fight each other to the death.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and wash up, then cook. Your uncle is hungry," Old Master Song urged impatiently.

He used his superpowers so many times today, he must be exhausted.

Unable to resist, Ye Yubai chose to compromise and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Lu Ke thoughtfully found him some clothes that Ye Jingyu didn't want and gave them to him to change into.