Chapter 49

Step by step, Bu Ye was puzzled about how a good positive number could suddenly turn into a negative one, and such a large negative number at that. The time had come...

At this moment, he didn’t know what to say, and could only resign himself to his fate.

With this score, he would likely be the last, right?

As long as he didn’t make it into the top ten, his fate would be death, and being the last would certainly mean he couldn’t escape death.

Bu Ye’s brows involuntarily furrowed, but he knew that he was merely annoyed, not afraid.

He was passionate about fighting cancer cells, but that didn’t mean he was afraid of death. In the days before he came here, he had already thought about death a lot. For him, death wasn’t that terrifying. He just wanted to live. This had nothing to do with whether death was scary; he just wanted to live.

Now, he still wanted to live. But if it was truly impossible to survive and he had to face death, his attitude towards death would naturally show itself.

He felt annoyed, with a desire to grab something and smash it, but he wasn’t afraid.

He straightened his body, standing in the chaotic little world he had created, waiting for the red light to announce his fate.

One second, two seconds...

The red light was probably tallying everyone’s scores, so it fell silent after saying, "Time’s up."

At this moment, a glimmer of hope rose in Bu Ye’s heart. Perhaps his negative score was actually considered a "high score"? What if they took the absolute value...

This absurd thought made the corners of his mouth involuntarily rise. To be able to think this way at a life-or-death moment was quite rare.

He finally turned to look at the main group, but didn’t plan to go over. He imagined that it must be very "lively" over there, with everyone’s hearts filled with turmoil...

Being so close, everyone could see each other’s scores and calculate their own rankings and outcomes. These people had all survived from the top 50, so what did it feel like to watch others die six days ago? And what did it feel like to know they were about to die now?

"Alright, the scores are out," the voice from the Jie Yuan said again.

At this moment, Bu Ye was surprisingly calm, waiting for the red light’s verdict.

"The top five will receive rewards later, the sixth to tenth will receive neither rewards nor punishments, and the rest..."

"Eleventh, death."

Bu Ye saw from afar that a part of the distant light suddenly dimmed.

"Twelfth, death."

"Thirteenth..."

The red light continued to announce, its tone light and casual, as if it were merely deciding the fate of lowly creatures.

Throughout the process, Bu Ye had no idea what was happening over there, whether the people who had left a deep impression on him were still alive, or had already died, or were about to die...

Finally, it was the eighteenth, the last in their group.

Bu Ye believed that no one would compete for this position.

"Eighteenth, another negative score..." the red light said.

"Hey?!" The red light’s tone was light and surprised, clearly taken aback. "In your group, there are quite a few with negative scores, but to be as negative as you is truly unique."

Bu Ye didn’t know if the red light was speaking to everyone or just to him, so he asked, "Are you talking about me?"

"Who else could it be, -87!" the red light said with disdain.

Bu Ye sneered, "I’m happy with it."

"You still have some backbone?"

"You always act so high and mighty, but you still need our help. What do you have to be proud of?" Bu Ye continued, his tone contemptuous.

"Ha ha ha ha..." The red light suddenly burst into laughter, stopping after a long while. "If someone else said this to me, especially those with high scores, I might agree, but what do you have to base it on? I brought you here because I need your help, but only the best can help me. You, with your -87, are the worst! What use do I have for someone who just causes trouble? Go die..."

The red light was clearly angered by Bu Ye, and its tone became impatient and angry by the end.

But Bu Ye would never sit and wait for death, even if he had to face the red light!

At this moment, he realized he was the highest negative score in this group, and his mind began to race along this line of thought!

Desperation can indeed bring out ingenuity!

"But I can serve as a negative example, helping you avoid all the bad situations I encountered!" Bu Ye said rapidly.

If taken out of context, or if Bu Ye had said this in another situation, especially the first part, it would have certainly caused laughter.

But here, when Bu Ye said "negative example," the red light’s final "go die" was cut off as if by a sharp knife, and the last "die" couldn’t be uttered.

The next second, Bu Ye was still alive!

"Negative example? Not a bad idea. But how long can you be negative? With your current level, I can’t learn anything from you! I’m more qualified to be a negative example. But regardless, you’ve convinced me."

Bu Ye’s tense spirit finally relaxed slightly, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in changing his fate. This was facing the red light, not some other lowly creature!

"Alright, I’ll take the absolute value of your -87, making it 87. This way, you’ll be tied for third in your group. But don’t get too excited! From now on, your goal is different from others. Next time, if you can’t get a higher negative score, say -200, and if your negative score doesn’t exceed -200, I’ll kill you."

Bu Ye suddenly said, "What if I get a positive score, and it still ranks in the top five?"

"Ha ha ha ha... Your humans are best at 'correcting chaos.' Unconsciously, your entire race has lost the ability to be chaotic. If you can rank in the top five with a positive score, I’ll keep you. But now, I’m more interested in your negative score from chaos."

"I can’t decide that myself; everything happens naturally," Bu Ye said directly.

"Wrong. I said not to actively change things, but the ultimate decision still lies with you. Now, put away your -87 world and return to the stone room." The red light’s tone became light and mocking again, clearly ridiculing the -87.

Then, although the Jie Yuan didn’t change, Bu Ye was certain the red light had left first.

But how to put away this "-87 world"?

To be honest, if he could, Bu Ye would rather throw away this world, because he didn’t like it at all.

It was all chaotic, so strange and ugly!

In fact, Bu Ye not only disliked the -87 world; he even disliked himself. He had too many things he hadn’t figured out, too many things that this body couldn’t transcend, and all these aspects became his burdens.

If he could, he would rather exist only as a spirit...

Frowning, Bu Ye looked at the Jie Yuan floating in the air, shifted his mind to it, and gave the command: "Collect!"

"Whoosh!"

A strange wind suddenly blew in a radius of several dozen meters, capable of sweeping away all light and matter, yet it produced no force when it blew on Bu Ye. Then, this strange wind swept everything towards the Jie Yuan in the air, leaving nothing behind. The feeling was almost like the Jie Yuan had become Aladdin’s lamp.

Bu Ye’s mind moved again, and the Jie Yuan flew to his side, continuing to protect him as he walked back.

But to his surprise, he saw two figures of light rapidly approaching him, clearly looking for him.

Bu Ye couldn’t help but stop. As they got closer, he finally saw that the two figures were Qi Yanbin and Yang Ming.

Bu Ye was somewhat surprised and hadn’t reacted yet when Qi Yanbin had already rushed to him, his face filled with unhidden joy. "Ha ha, you’re really still alive!"

"Wu Song, ten of us survived on our side, and we thought you were definitely dead. But you’re not just Wu Song, you’re a cockroach, that’s great!" Yang Ming followed closely behind, smiling.

At that moment, seeing the genuine smiles on Qi Yanbin and Yang Ming’s faces, Bu Ye’s heart trembled.