The Interstellar Que Chapter 576: Holding Something in Reserve

Chapter 576: Chapter 576: Holding Sothing in Reserve

Silence.

Very silent.

The audience, with their mouths agape, watched the Rag Queen, who truly went to collect Little Cutie’s "corpse," leaving them speechless.

Just as Ji You’s hand reached out, Sheng Qingyan, pretending to be a corpse, couldn’t hold back any longer and angrily jumped up: "Enough already!"

System: [Corpse speaking against the rules, deduct 1 point.]

System: [Corpse faking death against the rules, deduct 10 points.]

System: [Please continue to lay down as a corpse waiting for the score, or points will continue to be deducted.]

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Seeing three consecutive system notifications, veins popped on Sheng Qingyan’s forehead, but he was quick; as soon as the system notification sounded, he flopped to the ground again.

Audience: "..."

Audience: "Hahaha..."

Ji You, hearing that Sheng Qingyan was deducted 15 points, finally retracted her hand with satisfaction.

Then—

The system was about to teleport both of them out of the arena, noticing the ti was almost up, Ji You quickly turned around, looked at the audience below, and said, "Dear audience friends, goodbye, the green hills will not change, the green waters will flow forever, we shall et again."

After the two left the arena, the atmosphere among the audience remained lively, everyone was chattering:

"In my lifeti, I actually saw soone use Ghost Stab!"

"What about Ghost Stab? Still lost, didn’t it?"

"Little Cutie’s failure isn’t because Ghost Stab is weak, it’s because the opponent was too strong. No! The opponent was too shaless."

"The Rag Queen was extrely shaless too, under such circumstances, she still had a backup plan and hid a blade!"

"Cough... We can only say that the Rag Queen is cunning."

"You all are discussing their techniques, but I want to say, can you believe soone actually blew up both Ghost Stab and chanical Blade?"

"Cough cough..."

"The world of beasts, we humans just don’t understand it."

Here.

Once Ji You logged off, her deanor imdiately fell, thinking of her self-destructed chanical Blade, her face contorted:

Ahhh!!!

Her points!

Her N number of braised pork rib als!

Ouch.

It hurts.

Accompanied by the pain was myocardial infarction, toothache, foot pain, headache, joint pain...

In short, her whole being felt unwell.

You see, she had spent 5000 points to buy that Blade!

She advanced, but how would she fight next?

With bare hands?

Or with an antique ch again?

...

Beside her, Liu Fufeng suddenly said, "Ji You, are you feeling unwell sowhere?"

"Ah ha~" Hearing Liu Fufeng’s words, Ji You imdiately forced a smile, waved her hand, and said, "No... not feeling unwell."

Liu Fufeng: "Oh——"

After the "oh," Liu Fufeng continued rubbing his hands.

Ji You puzzled: "Why are you still rubbing?"

Liu Fufeng’s lips curled up into a faint smile, he whispered, "I want good luck to always accompany ."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You glanced at him sideways and retorted, "Superstition is not advisable."

After speaking, Ji You stopped looking at him and turned her gaze towards Sheng Qingyan.

Liu Fufeng slightly lowered his gaze, patted his chest and then, secretly tucked away the half-finished small paper man he had been holding.

Just coming out of Star Network, Sheng Qingyan was about to explode with rage. He pounded his chest furiously, muttering: "That Rag Queen, I, Little Cutie, will not let her get away with this!"

"How could she be so an?"

"Next ti, I will definitely beat her to death!"

Beside him, Yue Qiyuan said coolly: "You won’t have a next ti."

Sheng Qingyan choked, growing even angrier: "Damn it~"

Saying this, Sheng Qingyan grabbed Chu Jiaojiao’s elbow eagerly, staring at her with big hopeful eyes, pleading: "Jiaojiao, the Rag Queen bullied , you must take revenge for ."

Chu Jiaojiao disdainfully flicked his hand away.

But she couldn’t flick it off.

Chu Jiaojiao, slightly speechless, said: "Take your paws off ."

Instead of letting go, Sheng Qingyan clung to Chu Jiaojiao tighter, pouting stubbornly: "No, I won’t! Not until you promise ."

Chu Jiaojiao: "..."

Chu Jiaojiao’s forehead veins popped: "Fine! I’ll promise you!"

Hearing this, Sheng Qingyan’s eyes glead: "Really?"

Chu Jiaojiao blurted out angrily: "Keep clinging to ! I’ll perform a ’fried Little Cutie’ right here!"

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Sheng Qingyan hesitated to speak further, but still wouldn’t let go of Chu Jiaojiao’s elbow.

Chu Jiaojiao raised her hand to her forehead: "I promised you already! Let go!"

Finally, Sheng Qingyan smiled brightly and moved his hand away.

Watching this scene, Ji You felt regretful and said lancholically: "Jiaojiao, what does ’fried Little Cutie’ taste like? Why don’t you perform it for ?"

Chu Jiaojiao imdiately turned to stare at Ji You’s face: "Do you want to see it, Ji You?"

Ji You humd through her nose: "Mhm..."

Seething, Sheng Qingyan snapped: "Go away, you poor dead, don’t start trouble, so annoying."

Then, he stared fixedly at Chu Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, I don’t care, you promised, and you must do it."

Chu Jiaojiao started feeling a headache coming on.

At this mont—

Mu Jianling suddenly spoke up: "Quiet!"

The entire training room went silent as a tomb.

Seeing this, Mu Jianling was slightly satisfied and began: "So people’s deanor after losing a match is both pathetic and foolish. Here, I want to specifically criticize our departnt’s ’Little Cutie’. His failure is rooted in his overestimation of himself."

Whoosh~

At these words, all the students in the training room turned to stare at Sheng Qingyan.

Sheng Qingyan’s mouth twitched: "I’m not that Little Cutie."

The claim utterly lacked persuasiveness. Students who had watched the entire match knew Sheng Qingyan’s nature well.

Even if he turned into ashes, he’d still be Little Cutie — undeniable.

Mu Jianling straightforwardly unmasked him, saying: "Exactly! The fool I’m talking about is our student Sheng Qingyan."

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

[I an, teacher, you’re blowing my cover here; that makes things hard for ...]

[Watch out, or I might beat you up!]

Sheng Qingyan muttered this in his mind, not daring to voice it out loud because of the intense Spiritual Pressure from Teacher Mu Jianling.

Mu Jianling said: "Did you think that Self-Destructing your ch would definitely defeat your opponent? Before doing so, did you ever consider who your opponent was? Did you think about what if the Self-Destruction failed, and what your backup plan would be? Or, you..."

...

One by one, the questions left Sheng Qingyan speechless.

Mu Jianling scoffed: "None of the above! Because you were certain that your self-destruction would kill your opponent."

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Indeed.

The fact that the Rag Queen didn’t die really was beyond Sheng Qingyan’s expectations.

Mu Jianling, annoyed, continued: "This is the consequence of overestimating yourself! In battle, we can be confident, but never conceited. Always rember this: always have a plan B in any situation, at any ti."

Mu Jianling looked around and added: "On this point of keeping a backup, the Rag Queen did very well."