Chapter 157 Carpet Cleaning
She looked down at the man slumped on the sofa, ignoring his unfocused gaze, his head covered in blood, and the screams erupting around her.
"Splash."
"Now do you know where you went wrong?" Another bottle of beer.
The girl, clutching her arm cut by shards, took two steps back and slumped onto the sofa, inching backward. "Qu Huan, you're insane...you're fucking insane!!!"
It wasn't until Zhou Zichuan was covered in a thick layer of glass shards and blood mixed with alcohol spilled all over the sofa that Qu Huan turned to look at the terrified crowd in the private room.
The woman's emotionless eyes swept over everyone present—those trying to break up the fight, those calling the police, those screaming in despair…
“City King,” she called casually toward the door, “kill all the rest except the useful main characters.”
“Oh right,” she said, as if she had just remembered something, “the male lead who’s trying to win over a hardened criminal is here too, isn’t he? Seal off this place, conduct a thorough cleanup, I want to leave only the main characters among all the living things in the club… I don’t believe we can’t force that criminal named Xin Que out of his sight.”
The only noise in the private room was the deafening music from the stereo.
Stepping over the blood-soaked ground and the corpses lying haphazardly on the floor, Qu Huan walked out of the private room expressionlessly, only to meet the gaze of a waiter who was about to bring a fruit platter outside the door.
"What kind of explanation do you need...?"
Qu Huan didn't stop walking, ignoring the waiter whose neck had been snapped by the air, and headed towards the next private room.
“I don’t have time to play hide-and-seek with that prisoner,” Qu Huan casually pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood splattered on his fingers. “Administrator, my patience is limited… If there are still no leads on her within a day, I will directly exercise my authority…”
"A bloodbath across the entire map."
The mechanical voice in the air remained silent for a long time before resuming, [Minister Qu, the visitor: Reconstruction requires a considerable amount of effort, not to mention the simulated society built within the map. Both the buildings and the resident programs have undergone countless iterations and self-learning to reach a state nearly identical to reality; the effort involved is immeasurable.]
If you forcibly eliminate these procedures, it is expected to cause irreparable and enormous damage to the prison...
"It's because you guys are so indecisive and hesitant that you gave Number 13 the chance to escape." She said coldly. "You don't need to threaten me with these so-called risks. Your only task is to cooperate with my plan."
【_OK. 】
“Madam,” the city king’s gentle voice rang out in the air, “the king of Mount Tai has sealed off the entire club.”
"Hmm." Qu Huan looked at Luo Huayi and Cheng Zheng, who were standing not far away with bewildered expressions. "Are these the only main characters left?"
The male lead, the male supporting character, and the rest are just NPCs who are dispensable.
"Ten minutes." Qu Huan's tone was completely flat, as if he were discussing what to have for lunch. "Within ten minutes, I want all the irrelevant humanoid programs in the entire club to be wiped out."
From boisterous singing and dancing to hell on earth, it only took ten minutes.
“I said this during the prison’s trial run: there’s no need to add any simulated emotions to these consumable programs…tsk.” Qu Huan lifted his trench coat and sat down on the still-clean high stool, his posture dignified.
"It gave me the illusion of being in a real interrogation... but without the real feel of an interrogation."
The woman glanced at her well-defined veins on her hands and sighed, "It's pointless."
"Ah!!!" The guest, splattered with blood from his companion's sudden death, scrambled out, yelling, "A ghost...a ghost...someone's dead!!! Help..."
He only managed to utter half a cry for help before an invisible hand gripped his throat, and then his body was severed from his head.
The woman's cold gaze swept over Luo Huayi as she picked up her phone to call the police, and her eyes flickered slightly.
Luo Huayi's wrist made a crisp "crack" sound, followed by a heart-wrenching pain. He clutched his limp wrist and knelt on the ground, letting out a muffled groan of extreme agony.
"President Luo!!!" Cheng Zheng's pupils dilated suddenly, and he rushed over to check on Luo Huayi's condition.
The phone fell to the ground and was shattered by an invisible force.
"Although the entire virtual world is under our control, I really hate the ants' arrogant attitude that they think they can stall until the savior appears." Qu Huan looked down at Luo Huayi's miserable state as she clutched her wrist.
As if to kill time during those boring ten minutes, Qu Huan's eyes flickered as he looked at his troublesome assistant.
Cheng Zheng's vision went black, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head, and then his body went limp, collapsing directly in front of Luo Huayi.
"Who exactly are you..." Luo Huayi endured the pain, glaring angrily at the woman not far away who seemed completely at ease. She quickly adopted the behavior expected of someone who actually knew Qu Huan, "You're not Qu Huan at all!!!"
Qu Huan's emotionless gaze fell on Luo Huayi. "Is this a trait the plot gave you? When others were eliminated through unconventional means, instead of behaving like other ants and fleeing in disgrace, you were even itching to take the test..."
"Is it because of the male protagonist's halo?"
A hint of emotion finally appeared in her eyes, "What a pity... If you were a criminal I could easily touch, I might have some interest in studying you, but..."
It's just a default constraint program.
There's really no need to waste time.
The woman rose from the high stool, her boot heels striking the discolored blood on the ground with a crisp, clattering sound.
"Male lead, let me see how much value you really have in our plan?" Qu Huan stopped a short distance in front of Luo Huayi and spoke coldly. Then, a tall man wearing a top hat whose features were not visible slowly appeared in the air behind her.
"City King, have Mount Tai King throw the bait and warning throughout the entire small world..."
"So that we can scare out that mouse hiding in the shadows."
"A rat living in the gutter will eventually understand the difference between actively showing itself to cooperate and stubbornly resisting."
Dark clouds hung over the entire simulated city.
The city was cut into neat square areas by lines that appeared out of nowhere, followed by countless piercing alarms blaring through the sky.
[Criminal No. 13, Xin Que, you have 120 minutes to show yourself, otherwise...]
The screams and pleas for mercy from Zhouzichuan were mixed with the amplified alarm sounds.
A blatant act of making an example of someone.
“The male supporting character does have some memories of Xin Que…” Qu Huan flipped through the memory images floating in front of her. When she saw the scene where Xin Que tied the brother and sister underground and tried to kill them completely with a Tang sword, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.
"They've had their memories repeatedly wiped off and thrown in here, yet they're still so stubborn, only knowing brutal torture... Tsk, what's the point of interrogating and reforming them?"
But thinking of Xin Que's value to her employer, Qu Huan dismissed the fragments of memory in front of him.
"Xin Que, this is your last chance to come ashore and surrender."
As soon as Xin Que came out of the Zhou family's secret room, she saw dark clouds looming over the window, as if a storm was brewing.
The blaring alarm outside the window made my ears throb painfully, almost to the point of ringing.
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