chapter 18

The blank paper had turned into a hot potato. Luo Jia Bai stared wide-eyed at the ranking chart on the Blackboard Bulletin, whispering, “The Boss of this Instance is called Nuo Nuo. Could the underachiever be her?”

In just a few seconds, the entire grade sheet was clearly displayed.

Lu Li: “We can try heading in that direction.”

“As long as the name contains the character ‘Nuo’.” Luo Jia Bai pressed his finger against the Blackboard Bulletin, counting down, “Second place, An Yunnuo, dropped one rank…”

He immediately found a student with ‘Nuo’ in their name, and a relaxed smile appeared on Luo Jia Bai’s lips.

Lu Li had already skimmed through the entire grade sheet and summarized, “There are three people with ‘Nuo’ in their names.”

Luo Jia Bai’s smile froze. “Is that character really so popular? So many people have it.”

“Twenty-eighth place, Nie Nuoyu, dropped fifteen ranks. Fifty-seventh place, Qiu Zinuo, dropped zero ranks, because that’s the last place.”

Luo Jia Bai began to analyze, “If we’re looking for an underachiever, Qiu Zinuo is possible-always last place. Nie Nuoyu also makes sense, dropped the most ranks. The questions in the Necromancer Game can’t be approached with ordinary logic.”

“Three people in total. Which one is Nuo Nuo?”

After the submission time, the number changed to sixty seconds.

Luo Jia Bai looked to Lu Li for help, “Who do you think it is?”

Sensing Luo Jia Bai’s urge to cheat again, the Chains seemed to act with intent, suddenly pulling taut and shortening, quickly separating the two of them.

Luo Jia Bai was flung in front of the Clown, his arm smashing against the Blackboard Bulletin, his right arm aching as if the bone had been shattered, unable to hold onto anything, everything falling to the ground.

Submission time jumped to fifty seconds.

He hurriedly crawled on the ground to pick up the paper and pen, kneeling to re-examine the question.

“Who is it? Who on earth…” Luo Jia Bai raised his pen and wrote the character “Nie”, his fingers starting to tremble, then he thought the other answer might be better.

If he answered wrong, the consequences would be more than just not leaving the Classroom.

It could very well be a life.

Despair gripped his hair, Luo Jia Bai suddenly stopped writing.

He spun around abruptly, quickly glancing at the top of Lu Li’s head.

Then he turned back, gritting his teeth as he finished writing the name on the paper.

Submission time ticked down to zero.

He breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the top of Lu Li’s head, and said, “I’ve written the answer. It should be correct.”

Lu Li raised his eyebrows, “The result isn’t out yet. How do you know?”

Luo Jia Bai hesitated for a moment, then spoke, “Actually, the ability I exchanged with the Evil Spirit is that I can see…”

“Boom-”

His voice was drowned out by a huge roar beside him. Luo Jia Bai clutched the paper and pen, excitedly standing up, “Why is the Clown moving again? Did we clear the Instance?”

Dirt and dust fell in a flurry. The Clown’s right hand was slowly rising.

When it reached the top, a Chainsaw extended from the right hand, already powered on and buzzing loudly.

Cold sweat broke out on Luo Jia Bai’s back. He couldn’t believe it and looked down at the test paper.

A correction mark had already appeared to the right of the answer he just wrote.

A huge red X, glaring and conspicuous.

“Impossible!” Luo Jia Bai was completely panicked, a familiar feeling of guilt stabbing his Heart until it went numb. He clutched his aching Heart and shouted at the Clown, “Lu Li obviously won’t die! I know it! You-you guys must have deliberately marked my answer wrong!”

Lu Li was dragged by the rapidly shrinking Chains, stumbling two steps before stopping in front of the Clown, calmly asking, “You wrote the wrong answer?”
He looked up and saw the Clown’s Chainsaw right hand had already moved above his head.

The Chainsaw began to descend.

“Redeem an Item!”

Seeing that Lu Li ignored his words and was still staring blankly at the terrifying Chainsaw, oblivious to the danger, Luo Jia Bai shouted desperately, “Life-Saving Item, ten thousand each! You have enough Points! Hurry up and redeem one!”

Luo Jia Bai tried to run forward but his leg was tightly shackled by Chains, making him exert every muscle in his body in anxiety. He threw the knife with Evil Spirit powers to Lu Li, “Lu Li! Catch! Use mine!”

Lu Li didn’t catch the knife.

The handle fell heavily to the ground.

The next second, the Chainsaw, carrying an irresistible force, slashed down, splitting the ground open. Stones flew around the room, and the thick dust obscured all silhouettes.

Lu Li’s passive reaction caused the Live Stream Room’s popularity to plummet further. The Audience was orderly withdrawing, not forgetting to throw in a few more insults before leaving:

[The Streamer is still too green. I told you, that flashy move in the last round was just luck. Nothing worth watching.]

[Double Points just started and it’s already about to end? What a loser! Wasted so much of my Spirit Money!]

[Are you all new here? He’s bound to the Evil God and has special abilities. He won’t die that easily!]

[Just to add: I’ve been in the Live Stream Room since the beginning. The Streamer’s body can auto-heal, that’s his own ability.]

[For the Evil God, being bound by a newbie is a disgrace. He must be dying to see him dead! I want to see him become a Ghost after dying, then get personally caught by the Evil God and tortured over and over! Haha!]

Seeing Lu Li’s body cut in half, the Clown’s grinning mouth arched even wider.

The frenziedly spinning Chainsaw right hand slowly lifted back to its original position, quietly waiting for the next execution.

Luo Jia Bai collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Cold sweat soaked his back, and his voice was choked with tears, “Why didn’t you redeem an Item? Is your life less important than a few measly Points?”

Although there wasn’t the expected scene of blood and gore,

Lu Li was still standing in place.

But half his Arm had been forcibly severed at the shoulder, the severed hand landing right in front of Luo Jia Bai.

With such a huge wound, any normal person would soon bleed out and die.

“None of it really matters.” Lu Li blinked, touched his wound with one hand, and belatedly sucked in a breath, “Hiss.”

“Lie down first!” Luo Jia Bai took a deep breath, brainstorming for solutions. “You can still redeem Medicine. There are all kinds of healing Medicine in the Shop…”

Lu Li interrupted him, “Can you help pick up the hand by your foot and pass it to me? I can’t move right now.”

Luo Jia Bai let out an “Oh,” obediently picking up the still-warm hand.

Lu Li took it. “Thanks.”

He turned the severed hand around, aligned it with the bloodless wound, adjusted the position, and as soon as he let go, the Arm was reattached. The skin at the wound fused rapidly as soon as it touched.

“You, I…” Luo Jia Bai was so shocked he forgot to close his gaping mouth, his trembling finger pointing at Lu Li’s Arm, unable to form a complete sentence. “It! This!”

Lu Li flexed his joints, his body making clicking sounds as bones shifted. He swung his Arm freely to make sure it wasn’t attached backwards, then glanced sideways at Luo Jia Bai.

“I still want to ask, you’ve been staring at the top of my head.”

“Is there something up there?”