Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 128: Path of Revenge (2)

Hospital.

In the Intensive Care Unit.

"Nurse... Nurse... Can you give me my phone?"

"Hey, you can't move your neck. Stay still."

"I really want to watch Gu Yi's clearance process..."

Ah Jian laid on the hospital bed, pleading with the nurse. However, the nurse didn't pay him any heed and turned to leave.

After a short while, Old Zhai entered the ward, pulling out a phone stand and attaching it to Ah Jian's bed.

"Ah Jian, you really got me in trouble this time," Old Zhai, pointing to his dark circles, said, "The team leader punished me by making me watch Gu Yi's clearance video a hundred times. I fell asleep after the third watch. So he assigned me to take care of you."

"Thanks for that."

Ah Jian stared at the phone screen.

Gu Yi remained motionless in front of the mirror. Based on his habits, he wouldn't move for at least twenty minutes. Ah Jian motioned to Old Zhai and said, "Let me watch someone else first."

"Who do you want to see?"

"Chris."

"That scumbag... does he also have morals?"

Old Zhai shook his head, helping Ah Jian switch the live broadcast.

...

Inside the Weird World.

Just like Gu Yi, Chris had chosen to become a soldier.

At the moment, he was still in the military camp.

While laughing and chatting, he secretly unleashed a malevolent spirit, causing various weird incidents within the camp.

Everyone in the camp rushed to address the situations, and he sneaked into the arsenal, stealing a handgun and two grenades.

Chris quickly left the military camp and returned to his hometown.

As soon as he arrived at the doorstep, his girlfriend ran out.

"Honey, why did you come back early without notifying me?"

"Isn't it because I missed you?"

After some sweet words, just when things were getting intimate, his girlfriend immediately pushed him away, "Honey, I know it's hard for you. But we agreed, we'll wait till after the wedding... Is that okay?"

"Alright, I respect your wishes."

Chris flashed a handsome smile.

His girlfriend consoled Chris for a few moments before turning back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Chris turned and left the house. As he exited, he couldn't resist muttering, "What a pretentious bitch, who knows what she's up to behind my back."

As night fell, Chris swaggered to his stepfather's residence.

The mansion's gate was wide open, and several bodyguards stood on either side, eyeing Chris suspiciously.

"My dear son, you've finally returned?"

His stepfather, with his hands behind his back, approached the entrance.

Without uttering a word, Chris sneered and drew the pistol from his waist, firing immediately.

Caught off guard, the first bullet hit the stepfather in the chest, making him scream as he was blown backward.

Only then did the bodyguards react, rushing towards Chris in a frenzy.

Chris demonstrated his military combat skills, quickly emptying his magazine and reloading at lightning speed. In no time, he had neutralized the guards at the entrance.

The stepfather's brother emerged from the mansion, dragging the injured man inside.

More and more armed guards appeared, firing their guns in unison.

Chris whistled and took cover quickly. He snapped his fingers, unleashing all twenty malevolent spirits he had at his disposal. The spirits wreaked havoc among the crowd, sending chills down their spines and making them unconsciously drop their weapons.

Chris then pulled out a grenade and threw it, killing countless guards.

Seeing that most of the enemies had been dealt with, Chris approached the mansion's entrance, pouring gasoline he had prepared earlier around the villa.

"Bastard, look who this is!"

Clutching his wounded chest, the stepfather held Chris's girlfriend as a shield in front of him.

With tear-streaked face, she sobbed, pleading for her life.

Chris clicked his tongue in surprise and, without hesitation, shot her in the head.

Blood and brain matter splattered all over the stepfather's face. He stared in disbelief at the young woman's lifeless body, shaking his head, "You monster... You killed your own fiancee?"

"This damned woman wouldn't even sleep with me, why keep her around?"

Chris walked up to his stepfather, continuously pulling the trigger until his stepfather drew his last breath.

"You remind me of my stepfather. My mother was killed by him when he was drunk. And guess what? That scumbag was only sentenced to ten years... Just ten years? Can you believe it? Hahaha..."

Vroom, vroom, vroom ...

Chris's ears twitched as he heard the sound of an engine from behind. He rushed out the door.

It turned out that his stepfather's two brothers had no sense of loyalty. After seeing their brother injured, they immediately ran into the warehouse to escape on motorcycles. Chris quickly grabbed a pistol and with two precise shots, took them both down.

He dragged the two severely wounded men into the villa. Throwing a matchstick, he set the entire mansion ablaze.

Soon, a voice echoed in Chris's ears.

"Cutting the grass and uprooting the weed. Ruthless in your every action... Emotionality: 3 points, Rationality: 9 points."

"Damn it, I finally passed."

Chris laughed heartily.

...

"He really can do something like this, huh? Killing even his own girlfriend?"

"His only goal is to clear the level. He doesn't consider morality at all. As long as he can perfectly kill the enemy and protect himself, he'll score high on rationality."

"That's so cool!"

"Sympathizing with a murderer, you guys are something."

"White knights, get out of the chatroom!"

"If you're not ruthless, you can't stand your ground."

"Only a ruthless person like Chris is the savior who can lead us out of this weird world!"

Ah Jian, with wide eyes, watched Chris's clearance progress and sighed, "Sigh... The chat environment in Lighthouse Country is terrible. Why do they worship a psychopathic killer so much? Doesn't their strategy team think about arresting those who send barrage messages?"

"Hey, you know nothing. Lighthouse Country is a land of freedom. Naturally, freedom of speech is also respected."

"Forget it, I'm done with Chris." Ah Jian looked at Old Zhai, "Is Gu Yi done yet? Hurry up and switch it for me."

"Here it is."

...

On screen:

Gu Yi was sitting in a café with a weary-looking woman by his side and his girlfriend opposite him.

"A love triangle?"

"Damn, what's Gu Yi up to?"

"What's he trying to do?"

Question marks filled the barrage.

His girlfriend looked just as confused, "Gu Yi, what's going on?"

"I'm being honest with you," Gu Yi said, "You refuse to sleep with me; you clearly don't love me."

"So..."

"I've found someone new. Let's break up."

"I know you're not that kind of person. Are you hiding something from me? Did something happen at home? Or... do you have a terminal illness?"

Gu Yi sighed, using a psychological suggestion on his girlfriend. He kissed the woman beside him and took off his engagement ring, placing it on the table.

"My dear, go back to your hometown. I told you, we're done."

"You..."

"Go, now!"

Gu Yi slammed the table.

With a bitter smile, the girlfriend left the cafe, throwing the ring into a roadside drain.