
“Sheisegg,( ⁇ )
Fuckmegf.
Sheishero,()
kill my hero.
Shelikehe,( ⁇ )
watch who.( ⁇ )
Whenshesendmeschool,( ⁇ )
Imadeamonster.”
*T/N These lines in English appear just like in an online novel; I just make it it italicized so that it can be distinguished from other texts. I also left the corresponding original Chinese text next to the line for comparison. In the rest of this chapter, italicized lines appear as in an online novel.
The sentences are awkward and the words used are wrong, but the meaning of each word is clear.
Bo Jinyan looked at those words calmly.
Suddenly, the screen flickered, and all the words disappeared.
Then, a large ’10’ appears on the screen.
‘9’
The countdown has begun.
Bo Jinyan's expression turned serious.
However, he had already done the entire poem to memory.
Sheisegg,fu~ckmyegg.
Sheishero, kill my hero.
……
E'S?A?6?2?1?14?……
No, it should—
H.
L AM.
……
Sheila,whoiswatching.
……
S.
‘I watch.
……
A fierce radiance flashed across Bo Jinyan's face and the last two lines of the poem appeared again in her mind.
MO。
That is the phrase it—
“Hai,Simon。”
At this point, ‘5’ has just appeared on the screen.
As Bo Jinyan walked hastily into the digital lock, her mind had detailed the calculations at high speed:
“HISIMON。
89199131514”
It was the simplest password a flower cannibal had ever used.
However, now, passwords only have a single digit.
The number is 87*.
*T/N numbers correspond to ‘positions’ alphabet letters for example ‘H’ \= 8; ‘I’ \= 9 and so on.
Subtracting from adjacent numbers, the result is 4, 1, 0, 8*.
*T/N Reduction from left to right: -1 8 -8 0 8 -2 2 -4 4 -3 \= 4; subtract from right to left: 3 -4 4 -2 2 -8 0 8 -8 1 \= -4?????. Okay, this is where the translation team gave up on losing. We don't know how Bo Jinyan came to this conclusion; if any of our readers know, let us know in the comments!
9 Most of them appear.
……
No . No, it cannot be such a simple imitation and repetition.
Their arrival was meant to provoke and take revenge. They would be more frivolous than flower cannibals.
‘3’ already appeared on screen.
Bo Jinyan closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them.
Whenshesendmeschool,Imadeammonster-sina.
……
It doesn't fit into the alphabet.
They have another set of rules.
A monster. The ‘rakasa’ in school.
The bomb that will be detonated when the countdown ends, is a chemical ‘monster’ .
……
“HISIMON。
The total is 341.
Adding the first and last number, the total is 4.
Homonyms for ‘death’*.
*T/N ‘4’ in Chinese is si ( ⁇ ), which has the same sound as death ( ⁇ ). Generally, this is considered an unfavorable number.
‘0’ appears on screen.
Bo Jinyan insert ‘4’ on digital lock.
Although he maintained his usual calmness, his back was covered in a layer of sweat.
Within a few seconds after he entered the password, there was silence around him. ‘0’ also remained on the screen.
Then, the door on the wall gradually opened.
Bo Jinyan raised her head and saw a tanned black-haired man leaning against the window in the next room with a surprised expression on his face.
Both of them shot at the same time, but Bo Jinyan was ready and reacted faster. “ Bang ! Bang !” Two bullets hit the man's abdomen, while his shot hit a wall next to Bo Jinyan's head.
“Ah .” the man groaned in pain and fell to the ground. Bo Jinyan shot once again, hitting her wrist, and she finally let go of her weapon.
Bo Jinyan approached him calmly. He kicked the gun, then pointed his own gun at the man's forehead.
“Hai, King Simon.” The tanned man looked at him with his eyes wide open and looked extremely curious. “How can you. . .how can you possibly do it! In such a short time, how do you crack the code and know the password?”
Bo Jinyan barely glanced at him. Without answering any questions, he asked, “What is behind the door?”
The brown-skinned man looked at him with sadness in his eyes. “Simon, don't log in. Just turn. I can't watch you die. You understand us very well, just as you understand yourself. You are the best, greatest, smartest person I have ever met.”
Bo Jinyan remained unmoved. He beckoned in front of him with the muzzle of his weapon. “What's behind the door?”
“Behind the door is the person you love the most.”
Bo Jinyan was silent for a few seconds, the gun in hand.
Then, he suddenly kept his weapon and ruthlessly struck the back of the man's neck with the tip of his hand. The man lost consciousness.
Bo Jinyan put her gun back on her waist and took the man's gun. In that short period of time, he had rendered the man unable to escape. He got up and continued walking towards the door.
The door is unlocked and there is no device attached.
He took out his phone and dialed Jian Yao's number.
After which, he heard a familiar ringtone sounding faintly from behind the door.
He put down his phone and quickly assessed the situation. He is their goal, not someone else's. It would be too late if he waited for backup. What's more, it will most likely trigger their anger, leading to death on both sides*.
*T/N (yu shi ju fen) – ignites.to burn jade and common stone; ara. – indiscriminate crushing; the bad and the good disappear together.
He slowly pushed the door open.
He felt very clearly a slightly pungent smell around him. Bo Jinyan took her face mask out of her pocket and put it on.
The room was very dark and empty, completely devoid of light. Bo Jinyan activates her phone and finds that the setting is the same as a sniper maze. Both consist of two floors; the second floor is surrounded by corridors and the central space is high and empty.
However, after he walked a few steps, he felt a slight stinging sensation in his eyes. It felt like something very delicate was subtly and slowly drilling into his eyeballs.
Gases.
Gas will not appear for no reason.
It attacked his eyes.
Bo Jinyan closed her eyes.
In the darkness, just by touching, hearing, and using the previous glance to direct himself, he moved forward slowly while holding the fence.
After a few more steps, he sensed that he had reached the middle of the corridor. His fingers found his phone and pressed the re-dial button.
A familiar and lively melody sounded not far from him.
He also clearly sensed that the smell in this area was even stronger. His eyes felt like they were burning. Through the face mask, his throat gradually became dry.
He called, “Jian Yao? Jian Yao?”
Suddenly there was a sound and movement in front of him, not far from it, where he measured the atrium. Something creaked, and there was a slight movement in the air.
Bo Jinyan closed her eyes and called out once more. “Jian Yao.”
“Jinyan.”
It was as if his voice was whispering in Bo Jinyan's ear.
Then, he heard Jian Yao speak again. He spoke very slowly, and very slowly. It was a calm and gentle tone that he was familiar with. There was not the slightest bit of trembling or hesitation.
“Jinyan, listen to me,” he said. “Reverse now, return, and leave. Wait for backup before you come and save me. I'm not in danger now, my eyes are blindfolded. But this poisonous gas will damage your eyes. Listen to me this time and come back. If their goal is not achieved, they will not kill me. Don't open your eyes, Jinyan. This time, listen to me, turn around and go.”
Bo Jinyan did not move.
“You stay where you are, don't move,” he said.
Jian Yao's heart sank suddenly.
He was tied up and hung in the air. Through the layer of white cloth covering his eyes, he felt a faint glimmer of light. Then, his clearly-sounding and resolute footsteps headed straight towards him.
Something undefined exploded in Jian Yao's mind, and her tears began to flow.
He has opened his eyes.
He has opened his eyes.