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Chapter 98 Hmm, that's right, you don't remember.
Wang Mengmeng was completely stunned: "Mengyao, Mengyao, is Brother Yu going to die..."
Li Mengyao’s lips were pale, and she couldn’t say a single word.
Zhang Wanyue said in a heavy voice, "Don’t talk nonsense."
Doctor Qiao Xi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "The Eye of Peace is simply too terrifying."
Shen Qingci frowned: "How terrifying is it?"
Qiao Xi stared at the giant eye in the sky and swallowed hard: "I told you, Chen Yu’s energy field can envelop everyone around him; it’s very powerful..."
Shen Qingci narrowed her eyes: "Then what about the Eye of Peace?"
Qiao Xi shook her head.
"There is no comparison."
"What do you mean?"
Qiao Xi spoke solemnly: "Chen Yu's energy is strong, but it's the strength of a human. I can see the boundaries and the limits. But that thing in the sky has no boundaries."
"It’s like... the sun!!!"
Standing nearby, Zuo Shi felt completely numb after hearing these words.
She looked at Chen Yu in the distance, who was holding someone, brandishing a knife, looking up, and still wearing a smile on his face.
Crazy.
This man is definitely crazy.
Under the gaze of ten thousand people, Chen Yu was also staring back at the Eye of Peace.
He was waiting.
Cutting off those three people's arms was a test.
He wanted to know whether the Eye of Peace looked at the result or the process; this was very important.
In other words.
He had to figure out if the golden body card could truly escape judgment.
Otherwise, those people would have been decapitated long ago.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The giant golden eye hung in mid-air, looking down at the entire plaza, the pools of blood, and the severed arms.
Nothing happened.
No pillar of light fell.
No rules were enforced to erase him.
For a moment, the plaza fell into a brief silence.
The crowds from Sea City Institute of Technology and Sea City Vocational College also hid far away, watching the scene.
"What's going on?! Why hasn't it come down yet?!"
"Didn't they say anyone who fights will be punished?!"
"He hacked four people! Arms were flying! Is the Eye of Peace blind?!"
"Shut up! Do you want to die? What if that thing can hear you!"
"But... but why?!"
Director Wang looked up at the eye in the sky, his expression shifting from surprise to confusion, and then to terror.
It wasn't fear of the eye, but fear of Chen Yu.
Because he suddenly realized a problem:
Chen Yu had cut off those arms on purpose; he was testing the rules.
And since the rules were now obvious, what would follow next... A chill made Director Wang's face freeze, and Professor Zhou also felt a sense of impending doom!
The two looked at each other... and simultaneously took a step back, wanting to escape amidst the chaos!
But as soon as they turned around,
Seven or eight girls blocked all their paths!
Zhang Wanyue stood at the very front, wearing an oversized shirt that hid her shorts, revealing long legs that were particularly striking in the light; she had no intention of backing down.
Beside her was Shen Qingci, arms crossed and expressionless, with faint black shadows floating around her.
Further back, Wang Mengmeng stood with her hands on her hips, Li Mengyao and Deng Yuxin stood to her left and right, and Yang Kexin rested one of her long legs on a simple platform, blocking the way.
Director Wang’s pace faltered, his face turning green: "You... what are you doing? Move aside! I am the Director of Academic Affairs! Do you want to start a rebellion?"
Unfortunately, no one listened to a word he said.
Professor Zhou’s old face darkened, and he took a step back, then another.
Then, something lightly pressed against his back.
He froze.
He looked back.
A black shadow was slowly rising from the ground, blocking him from behind.
Shen Qingci spoke politely: "Professor Zhou, before the battle over there ends, you cannot leave yet."
Professor Zhou whispered: "Qingci... don't joke around. You are the pride of our college, so many juniors are watching you, you can't be so ungrateful!"
Shen Qingci did not answer, she only watched quietly.
Professor Zhou gritted his teeth and tried to retreat again.
But the shadow beneath his feet trembled violently, and a long, thin black shadow shot up from the ground.
It scared him into shrinking back, not daring to move an inch.
In the distance, the giant golden eye hung beneath the canopy of the sky.
Chen Yu was still standing in that golden shadow.
He held Zhao Shu by the hair with one hand, lifting him into the air, while the other hand held the giant bone-cleaver against Zhao Shu's throat.
"Your luck isn't very good,"
Zhao Shu’s lips trembled as he tried to calm himself down.
"Chen... Chen Yu..."
"I don't know how I offended you, but whatever it is, we can talk. I have many supplies in my hands. Just tell me what you want."
"Let me go, I'll take you to get them, I'll give them all to you."
Chen Yu spoke indifferently: "Zhang Zixuan must have hidden the supplies very well. How are you going to get them for me?"
Zhao Shu’s expression changed: "You..."
"Where is Zhang Zixuan?"
Chen Yu continued to ask.
Zhao Shu’s pupils shrank slightly, and he spoke quickly: "She's in the Villa Area, Villa No. 6. The Four Great Societies held a meeting this afternoon. I don't know if it's over yet..."
Chen Yu listened.
The tip of the knife pushed forward another half-inch.
A bloody mark appeared on Zhao Shu’s throat, and he gasped in pain: "Chen Yu, I'm serious. Killing me won't do you any good, but if you..."
"Zhao Shu."
Chen Yu interrupted him directly, his tone icy.
Zhao Shu was stunned.
He only heard Chen Yu say softly: "Do you remember? There was an A-Rank Talent in your car."
"What?"
Zhao Shu didn't understand. A-Rank, and then... Chen Yu continued: "His combat ability was very weak. He could only use his Talent to help you gather supplies. He was sent to all the dangerous places first, and he did all the dirty and exhausting work."
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"But in the end, you isolated him, tricked him into participating in a mission that was almost certain death, and used him as a blood sacrifice."
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"But you didn't expect that he would actually come out of that mission alive. You didn't have the slightest bit of remorse; you only thought about how to trick him out of the mission rewards."
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Zhao Shu’s lips began to quiver: "No... that's not right. There was no such person in our car, never. Chen Yu, you must be mistaken. It wasn't our car!"
"It seems you don't remember."
Zhao Shu’s mouth hung open, wanting to say something, but his mind was a complete blank, as if his brain was about to fry.
There was no such thing.
There was absolutely no such thing.
He had never experienced any mission, any blood sacrifice, or any rewards.
"Yeah, it’s right that you don’t remember."
Chen Yu interrupted his thoughts, his voice getting softer and softer.
"Because that person..."
"...was me."
Chen Yu's entire being vanished.
But following that,
*Squelch—*
Zhao Shu's throat was slit open, and blood gushed out, flowing down his neck.
Zhao Shu’s mouth was open, trying to say something, but he could only make a "he-he" sound. His eyes were wide open.
He stared fixedly at the empty space in front of him.
Then, in the next moment, Chen Yu's cold face appeared again.
"Don't worry."
Chen Yu leaned close to his ear, "They will join you soon."
*Thud.*
Zhao Shu was dead.