15: Sympathy

Aiya was utterly dumbfounded!

Bound by razor-sharp wire wrapped around her slender neck, she couldn't even escape.

She could only wait quietly for the God of Death to arrive.

But what arrived instead was the sound of footsteps.

On such a rainy night, it sounded especially eerie.

Lin Chuan used his Invisibility Talent and walked over slowly, his gaze calmly lingering on the strange doll on the ground whose head had already been severed from its body.

He really hadn't expected that Qi Feng had already managed to get a substitute doll on the very first day of the apocalypse!

The Intuition Talent truly was strong!

And Qi Feng's luck was quite good as well.

With the heavy rain tonight, Lin Chuan had no intention of pursuing him further.

Regardless, anyone who couldn't beat him now would never be able to beat him in the future.

In this world, no one could develop faster than him!

Still, to let Qi Feng taste the feeling of being hunted down, Lin Chuan waved his hand, and an eerie circular magic array suddenly appeared on the ground.

Immediately after, a half-person-tall three-headed hound abruptly appeared in the Central of the array!

This was one of the functions of the Death Grip—

Undead Summoning!

Players of the Killing Game could equip at most ten ring-type items.

Yet the Death Grip occupied four ring slots with just a single piece of equipment!

Those four rings, from the index finger to the pinky, were called the First Ring through the Fourth Ring!

The First Ring focused on offense, firing silver needles or wires from its mechanism.

The silver needles were for close combat while the wires were for long-range attacks, making it extremely convenient.

The Second Ring handled defense, summoning a shield to withstand attacks!

The Third Ring provided combat support, summoning undead creatures to assist in battle!

The Fourth Ring was pure utility, allowing three anchor points to be set for instantaneous spatial teleportation!

It could be said that as the former God of Slaughter's greatest trump card for dominating the Killing Game, the Death Grip's functionality was incredibly comprehensive!

Whether for combat or support, its utility was immensely powerful!

The combat power of the wires or silver needles released by the First Ring was exceedingly strong!

For now, whether humans or dimensional creatures, as long as their Physique and Speed stats hadn't both exceeded ten points, they stood no chance against the surrounding assault of the wires!

The shield of the Second Ring not only had impressive defense, but it also granted one chance every day to withstand a lethal attack!

As for the summons of the Third Ring, Lin Chuan took a close look at the attributes of the Hellhound he had just summoned!

All attributes at 10 points, and its skill, Hellfire, was comparable to an A+ rank skill!

On this first day of the apocalypse, this thing was practically an invincible existence!

Even Lin Chuan himself couldn't beat it for the time being!

And the spatial teleportation of the Fourth Ring was an ultimate life-saving skill!

It ignored distance and teleported instantly; all it required was setting anchor points in advance!

The four rings complemented each other, capable of creating a top-tier powerhouse almost instantly!

And this was merely the fourth-ranked item on the Divine Artifact List.

Nothing could be done about it; although the Death Grip was versatile, its offensive power couldn't match the Scythe of Death, and its defense and support fell short of the death god mask and the death gods cloak.

Still, for Lin Chuan, the Death Grip was more than enough for now!

With a wave of his hand, the Hellhound grabbed the tattered substitute doll from the ground in its jaws and dashed toward the stairwell.

The apocalypse had only just begun, so the location where Qi Feng found the substitute doll was likely right in the school.

Having used the substitute doll, Qi Feng had undoubtedly been relocated to the place where he had hidden it!

Right now, he was probably fleeing for his life in absolute terror!

Sending the Hellhound to hunt Qi Feng down would allow him to experience the desperate taste of being relentlessly hunted!

Having done all this, Lin Chuan turned his gaze toward the final target of his trip: Aiya.

Aiya was dumbfounded.

Aiya was trembling violently.

Aiya felt like life was no longer worth living.

Seeing the three-headed hound suddenly appear, she had thought she was about to die a different way.

But then the three-headed hound suddenly left!

Right after, the air rippled, and a figure suddenly appeared right in front of her!

Aiya widened her eyes, staring at the person before her.

She instantly recognized him as the man who had a conflict with the student council president!

His name seemed to be... Lin Chuan!

Wasn't he supposed to be an F-rank trash?! If trash was this fierce, then what was the person casually killed by trash?

Aiya was so frightened she didn't dare make a sound, but soon she realized that the man in front of her didn't seem to intend to kill her.

She finally plucked up the courage to fight for a chance to live: "B-Big boss, um... I, I'm actually a freshman. I haven't been in the student council long, and I'm not really close with President Qi Feng..."

"R-Really! I've always thought the president was a hypocrite! B-Big boss, you... good, good kill!"

Aiya had a youthful appearance with an expressive face, looking playful, lively, and quirky.

Looking purely at that tender face, people might even believe she was a middle school student.

A face like hers would probably be well-suited for cosplaying anime girls, carrying an endearing beauty.

She was scared out of her mind, yet her efforts to flatter Lin Chuan didn't look servile or groveling because of her pretty face; instead, she appeared clever and adorable.

Lin Chuan cast an indifferent glance at her, suddenly breaking into a slight smile. "Not bad. Good insults. Keep going."

"..." Aiya was utterly speechless, but she didn't dare disobey. She immediately wracked her brains to keep badmouthing Qi Feng.

She really wasn't close with Qi Feng, so she could only make up lies, piling all kinds of scumbag traits onto him.

Lin Chuan casually threw a fireball to incinerate Qiao Kun's corpse on the ground, then shook his right hand wearing the Death Grip, saying calmly, "Let's go."

"Go? Go where?" With the wire looped around her neck, Aiya had no choice but to follow Lin Chuan's steps.

The situation made her think of walking a dog.

The wire confining her neck felt just like a leash.

The more she thought about it, the more humiliating it felt.

But Aiya didn't dare resist.

Compared to humiliation, she wanted to stay alive more.

Up ahead, Lin Chuan didn't even turn his head, his voice flat and emotionless: "Heading to a small grove to do some work."

A... a small grove?!!

Was it *that* kind of small grove she was thinking of?!

Aiya was terrified!

The thought echoing in her head, "Compared to humiliation, she wanted to stay alive more," suddenly transformed into "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!"

But she was also truly afraid of dying.

She felt she could still struggle a bit.

So she followed behind Lin Chuan and spoke tentatively: "Um, b-big boss, don't let my presentable looks fool you. I'm actually super unhygienic! I have bad breath, body odor, smelly feet, and I haven't showered in three days..."

"Are you saying..." Lin Chuan turned to glance at her, "...that I should take you to shower first?"

"...Ah, no!" Under Lin Chuan's gaze, Aiya's face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

However, these embarrassments were nothing compared to her life and chastity.

After another inner struggle, she grit her teeth and blurted out, "Actually, actually I have AIDS!"

"Oh." The corner of Lin Chuan's mouth twitched slightly, barely noticeable.

Aiya felt his reaction was a bit too calm, so she asked carefully, "Big boss, you don't believe me?"

"I believe you."

Aiya had just breathed a sigh of relief.

...when she heard Lin Chuan follow up with quite a soulful statement: "What a coincidence. I have AIDS too. We really are fellow sufferers."

"???"

Aiya had a face full of confusion!

What on earth did he mean by fellow sufferers???

Could she start cursing now? The really dirty kind!