Chapter 411
The sense of oppression that the live stream viewers and Nanbudu felt did not disappear with the loss of the weapons.
It intensified gradually under the woman's indifferent sidelong glance.
"Nanbudu, you've risked your life to come find me, what is it that you want?" Lingwu asked.
Those few chat comments who used to like directing the streamer never showed up after the intimidation they just received.
Even now, under Ling Wu's watchful gaze, there are still very few comments appearing on the screen.
Nanbudu, now all alone, racked his brains but couldn't come up with a good reason.
He could only manage to open his lips with difficulty, uttering in a hoarse voice, "I want to compensate you."
"That cup?" Ling Wu remained unmoved, her tone still indifferent.
"Hmm." Nanbudu nodded. "At the ball half a month ago, I dirtied your glass, and I've been holding a grudge ever since. But I'm just a nobody and don't know how to contact you."
"I...I didn't mean to break in!" he said awkwardly, his cheeks and mouth still covered in blood. "I just wanted to pay back what I owed you."
Lingwu looked at his stubborn yet broken appearance, her languid leaning posture unchanged.
She raised her fingertip and tapped it lightly in the air, then rotated her wrist to point the floating light screen at Nanbudu.
It shows a photo of the cup, along with the payment receipt.
“This cup comes from a period of cultural discontinuity and was eventually auctioned off to the Yu family for 1.8 million Aquamarine Coins.” Ling Wu paused slightly. “If you’re sure you want to repay it, I can give you a discount: 900,000 Star Coins.”
Ling Wu looked at him. "How do you plan to pay?"
"..." Nanbudu dared not meet Lingwu's gaze.
Because he simply doesn't have any money!
The points I had painstakingly accumulated could have been exchanged for Blue Coins, but under the encouragement of the comments, I bought the most expensive item instead.
The key issue is that the prop is only half-finished, so he can't get any feedback.
The person simply said, "Tell me, wasn't this a life-saving favor?"
They completely cornered him.
The crucial point is... this was indeed a life-saving grace!
But who knew that the life-saving grace was given to the one being attacked?!
He spent a lot of money, but he didn't even get the target of his mission to his doorstep.
Instead, he delivered himself, penniless and covered in blood, to the person he was supposed to conquer!
Nanbudu murmured, his lips stained with blood, before finally managing to utter, "I can use my..."
Ling Wu interrupted the foul language he was about to utter—
"You'll exchange your labor for corresponding compensation, which you'll then use to pay me?"
Nan Budu opened his mouth slightly; he had originally intended to take the path of relying on a sugar daddy.
But how did it turn from a fake "selling out" to a real one?
Ling Wu looked at his slightly stunned expression.
I suddenly recalled Ms. Yu Ran's description of people like Nanbudu: "the lackeys of advanced planetary humans".
In his previous life, Nan Budu benefited from Yu Lingwu's fame and enjoyed wealth and honor. He was praised and lauded, and even after exposing Yu Lingwu's secret, he never regretted it.
As the planet was destroyed and countless people from the blue planet perished, he left the blue planet that had given him birth without any remorse.
But this time, Ling Wu will not allow him to follow the same old path.
Since you've chosen to sell yourself, you can't just talk about it.
“I really like people who don’t care about fame or fortune.” Ling Wu gave him her first smile in a long time. “Come here.”
Nanbudu was somewhat dazed by that smile.
"Me? Me?" he asked, pointing to himself, as if his brainstem had been eaten away by pollutants.
Ling Wu still smiled, "Besides you, is there anyone else?"
Nanbudu looked around and found that apart from the robot, there was only her and herself; there was no one else there.
For a fleeting moment, he wondered whether he was the one scheming against Yu Lingwu, or whether Yu Lingwu was the one scheming against him.
But then he thought that it was normal for such an important person to have the area cleared for travel.
Then reason gradually returned.
At Ling Wu's command, he instinctively got up from the ground and limped in front of her.
The boy blushed slightly and looked a little awkward.
A strong smell of rust wafted over.
Nuwa promptly sprayed an unscented spray inside the car to remove the smell of blood.
Ling Wu then asked, "Your injury?"
Nanbudu, afraid of exposing the live stream, quickly shook his head, "I, I'm fine now. It's just, it just looks a little scary."
Ling Wu nodded, "Mm."
As soon as she finished speaking, the car door closed, and almost all the robots followed suit and left within three seconds.
Only two were left with Nanbudu.
Nanbudu could only stare blankly as the hovercar disappeared from his sight.
His instinct was to seek help from the comments section to gather ideas and arrive at Yu Lingwu's conclusion.
Before the question could even be sent, a new hovercar stopped in front of them.
"Excuse me, I didn't take a taxi." He limped back a step.
But the car door in front of him opened automatically, revealing an empty car; it was clearly a hovercar controlled by artificial intelligence.
[Please come in.] This was the most common electronic voice.
Suppressing his astonishment, Nanbudu, in desperation, asked the two robots beside him:
"Is this the car Miss Yu sent?"
"Yes," the intelligent robot replied indifferently.
Without the slightest hesitation, Nanbudu stepped into the hovercar.
This hovercar is in a completely different league from the car the company assigned to him.
He sat in the chair, worried about making a fool of himself, so he only dared to glance at the interior of the car out of the corner of his eye.
The viewers in the live chat also snapped out of their daze, and some started explaining the expensive interior decorations of the car.
As a result, Nanbudu didn't dare to move at all and could only sit stiffly in the car.
Inside another hovercar.
Nan Budu's every word and action was being displayed before Ling Wu.
"Nuwa, what do you think?" Lingwu asked.
[Nuwa believes that Nanbudu's life and death are now in your hands; this is a golden opportunity.]
[With the help of cutting-edge technology, the hovercar was also coated with a special material, so even if Nan Budu died, the chip in his body could not leave the hovercar.]
“But you only said it was a good opportunity, not a foolproof plan, which means it’s not part of your plan.” Ling Wu observed Nan Budu on the screen, who didn’t even dare to breathe heavily.
Nuwa responded gently: [Yes. Because the one who can truly threaten you is never Nanbudu, but rather those viewers who spy on your live streams through Nanbudu.]
When she said the word "peeping," there seemed to be a hint of coldness in her gentle voice.
"Yes, so he can't die yet."
Nuwa's response was somewhat delayed; she asked, "Are you worried that Nuwa might act on her own?"
“No,” Lingwu said with a smile, “I was just explaining my plan to Nuwa.”
Lingwu stopped staring at Nanbudu and leaned back in her seat.
Under Nuwa's control, the seat was slowly laid flat.
Ling Wu lay flat in the hovercar, and when she opened her eyes, she could see the dazzling starry sky projected above her.
"Nuwa, I am speaking from the heart to you."
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