"[019, you are such a capable strategist!]" Shang Yan, hiding in a dark corner, did not hold back his praise.
"Heh... Don't think I'll be happy just because you praise me." 019 put on a cool and aloof demeanor, but its words, with their rising intonation, betrayed it.
019 said fiercely, "If you weren't so useless, why would I need to take action?"
Yes, yes, you're the best, the most awesome...
Da da da...
Footsteps approached, and Shang Yan huddled in a dark corner, remaining motionless. The hallway light happened to be out, and he was now hiding at the top of the fifth-floor staircase.
"Damn it, are these property management staff eating light bulbs? The motion-activated lights in the hallway have been off for days and no one has come to fix them. I'm always groping in the dark. No wonder my luck is getting worse every day, damn it!"
"Where's Zhou Ping? Didn't he study physics in junior high? How come he can't even fix a light bulb!" The man's rough voice swore.
Listening to the string of profanities, Shang Yan, hiding in the corner of the stairwell, clenched his fists. How could a kid who had just started junior high school fix a voice-activated light? Can theory and practice be the same?
This idiot has a lot of ridiculous demands.
His fist hardened.
“What good is his education! I told you long ago to let him work as a doorman in the factory; he could earn a hundred or so yuan a month. If it weren’t for you, you wretched woman, stopping me…”
Curses erupted. Shang Yan took a deep breath. [019, are these Zhou Ping's parents?]
Yes, host. His father is a scoundrel; Zhou Ping's school fees were all paid by his third uncle, and the factory he mentioned is a casino.
A woman's voice rang out, "Didn't he get all his school fees by begging from his third brother...?"
"The son's money is the father's money. Did this kid ask his father's opinion before paying his own tuition?"
"Fuck your mother..." But just this one sentence made Shang Yan blush. He usually had a very good temper and rarely cursed.
Even after choking to death on roast chicken and transmigrating to this world, Shang Yan never uttered a single swear word.
At school, Zhou Ping was shy and always kept his head down, unwilling to talk to people. He even had a somewhat timid appearance in his mind.
The fact that little Zhou Ping turned into that person is entirely due to the actions of those two beasts.
As Shang Yan, hidden in the darkness, throbbed with chest pain, a green light flickered in his eyes—a sign that his resurrection ability was being activated.
A drunk man and a woman arrived on the fourth floor. The man had tattoos all over his arms and wore a large plastic gold chain around his neck. He was carrying a bottle in one hand and pounding on the door with his other fist.
The woman following behind him was heavily made up, her face covered with thick powder, and her eyes, painted with black and purple eyeshadow, gleamed with a mean light.
"They look like bad people." Shang Yan watched them quietly. He knew he couldn't deal with these two scoundrels outside; it was best to wait for them to come inside.
Thump thump thump—
A loud, aggressive knocking echoed throughout the entire building. "Your father's back! Open the door!"
Shang Yan's pupils were slowly covered by green, and he stared at the couple, preparing to make his move.
Zhou Ping, who was hiding in the cramped bathroom, trembled all over, and the trembling never stopped. But after a moment, he got up and walked towards the door.
As soon as the door opened, a muddy shoe sole kicked him hard in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
"I've been knocking on the door for so long and you didn't hear me? Are you deaf??"
Zhou Ping pursed his lips tightly, supported his body with his hands on the ground, lowered his head, and remained silent.
The man glanced at the empty dining table. "Where's dinner? Why wasn't it made?"
The woman followed him into the building. They were the only residents in the building, and she didn't close the door behind her.
Taking advantage of this moment, Shang Yan ran downstairs and opened the door with a thud.
"Fuck your mother, are you pretending to be mute when I'm asking you a question?" The man reached out and unbuckled his cheap leather belt, whipping it at Zhou Ping on the ground.
"I don't have any money to buy rice..."
"Damn it, if you dare touch him, I'll kill you!" two voices rang out simultaneously.
A voice trembled, very softly.
Another voice, clear and resonant, was very loud, drowning out the very faint voice that was trying to explain.
Lying on the ground, Xiao Zhouping looked towards the door in disbelief, only to see a pair of vibrant green eyes.
It's Shang Yan, how did he get here...?
"Oh, you've even brought your little helpers? Which little bastard dares to run wild here?" The man with the belt glared fiercely at the door, his eyes flashing with malice.
"Hey, what rudeness! Coming to my house without permission, don't you know any manners?" The heavily made-up woman leaned forward and looked Shang Yan up and down.
"You old bastard, I saw you hit him just now," Shang Yan said, suddenly pulling the door open and staring straight at him.
When he looked up, both the woman and the man saw his green eyes.
Once Libra's power was activated, the life force of the two beasts opposite him rapidly drained away and was transferred by Shang Yan into Zhou Ping's body, who was lying on the ground.
"And you have green eyes too! Let me tell you, this is disturbing the peace. If your family doesn't compensate us for what happened today, just wait until tomorrow... Ouch!" The woman's mean eyes flickered, and she clutched her stomach and collapsed.
Two-thirds of her life force had been drained by Shang Yan, leaving her in an extremely weak state.
Shang Yan then turned his gaze to the man with the thick gold chain. The man thought the woman was putting on an act to extort money, so he stepped forward with a belt in his hand, his eyes becoming increasingly fierce. "You little bastard, you've angered my wife like this. If you don't get your family to give you an explanation... ugh!"
The man collapsed to the ground, pale-faced and unconscious.
"Damn it, you two are so devoted to each other, I'll send you down to join her!" Shang Yan cursed fiercely. He had never cursed like that before, so his face turned bright red.
"Get out of here." Zhou Ping had already gotten up from the ground. He nudged Shang Yan and said, "They'll cause you trouble when they wake up."
Shang Yan reached out and hugged him. "I'm not leaving. Wasn't I handsome just now?"
Zhou Ping's lips twitched, and he finally uttered a single word, "Handsome."
Shang Yan smiled. He definitely couldn't leave now. If he did, Zhou Ping would face another beating once the two babies woke up again.
He had to save him completely. The green light in his eyes surged again, and he had used his resurrection ability to the fullest extent. He was constantly draining the life force from the bodies of the two despicable people lying on the ground.
"How come you have so many injuries?" While holding Zhou Ping, Shang Yan saw the wounds hidden under his clothes. They were numerous, including burns from cigarette butts, thin lines from scissors, and more...
"Don't look at me," Zhou Ping pushed Shang Yan away, lowered his head, and tightened his sleeves again and again.
"Host, stop draining their life force. If you overuse your abilities, you'll lose your cognitive abilities!" 019 said anxiously.
[It's almost over, they're just a little short of becoming vegetable-like beings, it'll be almost here!] Shang Yan didn't even want to give them the chance to become vegetable-like beings!
Having drained so much of someone else's life force on his first use of his ability, his body was nearing its limit.
Zhou Ping watched helplessly as Shang Yan, who had been pushed away, fell towards him again. He stepped forward and caught him.
"Someone might come later, don't be afraid, just talk to them nicely..."
After saying this, Shang Yan fainted.
[I've already called 110, host, don't faint! Should I call 120 now?]
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After rescuing Zhou Ping, Shang Yan's mental and cognitive abilities will be disrupted due to the forced use of his powers. This is foreshadowing!
Shang Yan is going to the hospital. He's really going insane. When he comes out, his cognitive impairment will be very abstract!
We've finally gotten to this point! Zhou Ping, our little angel, someone can finally save you!
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