Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“I just want to annoy you to death. What are you going to do about it?”

Shamate smiled smugly.

Yun Youyou raised her hand and gave him a light push on the shoulder.

Shamate stumbled back a step.

Yun Youyou slowly walked into his room, locked the door behind her, and said with a smile, “Of course I can’t do anything to you.”

Shamate frowned.

What was going on?

This woman had only given him a light push, so why had he been moved so easily?

Although Shamate felt something was off, he still sneered, “Get the hell out of here right now, or believe me, I’ll kill you!”

“Good boy, you should be worrying about yourself right now.”

Yun Youyou mimicked his sneer and reached out to pat his face lightly.

Shamate was infuriated by her provocative gesture.

“You-”

Before he could finish, Yun Youyou grabbed a handful of his flamboyant hair.

Yun Youyou smiled slightly. “Don’t you like jumping around and making all that thumping noise? I’ll let you ‘thump’ to your heart’s content.”

Shamate had a bad feeling.

The next second, Yun Youyou exerted sudden force, slamming Shamate’s head onto the floor.

“Thud!”

Shamate felt his head spin; it felt like his brains were being scrambled.

“Let me go!”

Shamate began to struggle.

The only answer he got was, “Thud, thud, thud!”

Yun Youyou held Shamate’s head and slammed it repeatedly against the floor, as if she intended to smash a hole right through it.

Shamate, who had been so full of bravado earlier, gradually grew weak.

He begged through tears, “Please, let me go! I won’t be noisy anymore! I’ll sleep quietly at night from now on, I promise I won’t dance anymore!”

Yun Youyou pulled him up and took a moment to admire his pathetic state.

In the Game, whether human or ghost, everyone was a bully who feared the strong. If she didn’t show him who was boss, he’d really start thinking he was some kind of prince.

Yun Youyou found a rope and tied him up.

Then she searched the room and actually found a pair of headphones.

With a wicked smile, she turned the volume to the maximum and placed the headphones on Shamate’s head.

Don’t you like listening to music? I’ll let you listen until you’ve had your fill.

The deafening music in the headphones nearly shook Shamate’s soul apart.

Who would have thought this seemingly frail woman could be so brutal? She was as terrifying as a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

At that thought, Shamate shrank back in fear, not daring to utter a single word of protest.

Looking at the tightly bound Shamate, Yun Youyou felt like the whole world had finally gone quiet.

For the first time, she felt the joy of using violence.

Using one’s fists to shut someone up was far more effective than a hundred words.

Yun Youyou waved at Shamate and turned to head back to her room.

Now she could finally get a good night’s sleep.

The floorboards were too noisy to walk on.

Seeing no one around, Yun Youyou simply floated down.

Just as she reached the third floor, she saw someone standing in front of her door.

She squinted and realized it was that creepy man she had encountered in the kitchen earlier that evening.

What was he doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Wang Weiye knocked on Yun Youyou’s door. “Hey, beautiful? You must be having trouble sleeping all by yourself, right? Why don’t you let me in to keep you company? It gets haunted around here at night-it’s very scary!”

Wang Weiye wore a lecherous grin as he tried to frighten her from outside the door.

Yun Youyou’s mood soured even further.

She had just dealt with a punk teenager, and now a creepy middle-aged man had shown up. Was she ever going to get some rest?
Yun Youyou didn’t walk away; instead, she turned and headed straight upstairs.

She walked directly into the Shamate boy’s room.

Seeing Yun Youyou enter again, he thought she had come up with some new way to torture him.

“Mmph! Mmmph-mmph!”

The Shamate boy shook his head desperately and backed away, his eyes wide with terror as if they might pop out of his head.

Yun Youyou took off the headphones he was wearing and pulled the towel out of his mouth.

The Shamate boy looked at Yun Youyou with suspicion and fear. “What… what do you want?”

“Don’t you like to dance? I’m going to let you dance to your heart’s content.”

Yun Youyou hoisted him up and led him outside.

Thinking she was taking him out to kill him in secret, the Shamate boy quickly begged for mercy. “Beautiful sister, I promise I’ll never do it again! I won’t play music, and I won’t dance anymore. Please, just forgive me this once, okay?”

“As long as you do exactly as I say, I’ll forgive you.”

Yun Youyou brought him to the third floor and pointed at the creepy man still standing outside her room.

“Do you know which room he lives in?”

The Shamate boy looked for a moment and said uncertainly, “I think he lives right below your room.”

“Fine. You and I are swapping rooms. You go into my room and dance your heart out. As long as you dance hard enough, I’ll let you off the hook.”

“Understood!”

Shamate was overjoyed.

He hadn’t expected such a good deal; dancing was his favorite thing in the world!

Yun Youyou packed her belongings and moved up to the fourth floor.

Once the creepy man left, Shamate quietly slipped into Yun Youyou’s old room.

The speakers were ready, and the person was ready.

Music, start!

Shamate bounced wildly on the floor, his multi-colored hair swaying back and forth in the air.

Wang Weiye had just lain down on his bed when he heard the annoying noise from upstairs.

It was deafening!

He hurried upstairs, intending to use this opportunity to have a late-night heart-to-heart with Yun Youyou.

A knock sounded at the door.

Shamate had learned his lesson this time and simply didn’t open it.

No matter how hard the person outside pounded on the door, he just kept on bouncing.

In any case, that violent woman had gone upstairs to sleep; no one could stop him now.

Wang Weiye knocked for a long time, but since he couldn’t force his way in, he had no choice but to return to his room in a huff.

At dawn the next day, Yun Youyou lay in bed and let out a slow yawn.

This was the best sleep she’d had since entering the Game.

Yun Youyou opened her door.

Coincidentally, the door to Room 404 next door opened at the same time.

“Hello.”

Yun Youyou smiled and greeted the other person.

Shen Qingyu turned her head away disdainfully, ignoring Yun Youyou.

This woman was dressed so flamboyantly and even had a manicure; she looked like the type who relied on men to survive in the Game.

Yun Youyou could guess exactly what she was thinking just by her expression.

She gave a helpless shrug.

It wasn’t her fault she was so beautiful.

The two of them headed downstairs one after the other.

Tao Jinran, who had looked so weak yesterday, was now fully recovered.

She was sitting at the dining table eating bread.

Seeing Yun Youyou come down the stairs, she waved quickly and even shared half of her bread with her.

Yun Youyou took it and ate casually.

As soon as Shamate, who was sitting across the table, saw Yun Youyou approaching, he immediately grabbed his plate and left, terrified that she might smash his head into the floor again.