What if a team consisted of nothing but evenly matched, exceptionally strong members?
They would refuse to yield to anyone.
And what would happen if a coordinator capable of turning zeros into ones appeared among such a team? These powerful members would continue defying one another, yet keep the team functioning properly under the coordinator's guidance.
Once such a team started conquering everything in its path without peer, every member would amplify the team's brilliance upon themselves, believing themselves to be the most special one.
And when an unspecial person appeared among the special team, the ordinary people who had been suppressed would be the first to grow restless, rather than the already arrogant special group.
Why does he deserve protection when we're all the same?
Why can he join the special team when he's equally unspecial?
Why can he make it when I can't?
Among the ordinary people, such thoughts and voices would uncontrollably emerge and then spread like a plague, eventually eroding every corner in utter silence.
By the time it erupted, the corruption would be too deep-rooted to cure.
During Boss Shen Yue’s absence, the team had captured even more people. These people were still alive for now, but it would be a stretch to call them “alive.” They were merely treated as points to be allocated later. They clung to a thread of life, not knowing whose departed souls they would ultimately become, transformed into whose money.
As Shen Yue approached the place where the “spoils of war” were stacked, she felt a sticky sensation under her feet before even getting close.
It was bloodstains.
The blood of many people mixed together covered the entire area.
However, the hunters were experienced and knew how to inflict pain without taking lives. Hence the current scene.
If she had to describe her impression, Shen Yue felt this place resembled a slaughterhouse.
Although she had anticipated this outcome when establishing the points system.
After scanning for some time among the haphazardly piled people, Shen Yue finally located a familiar face.
The “innocent” boy who had kindly warned her in the Newcomer Building that Si Chengyou and his people were competing for women...
Thinking of Si Chengyou reminded Shen Yue that behaviors of his she once found cryptic weren’t so hard to grasp anymore.
Having found the person she wanted, Shen Yue's expression remained unchanged. Just like before, she appraised these people’s worth, determining who could still be put to use and who would only end up as spoils of war to be allocated later. She could judge all this at a glance.
Another blood-drenched person got tossed before Shen Yue. Shen Yue didn’t even bat an eye. “Scratching out the Werewolves’ mark won’t save you. I can still tell.”
The person clearly hadn't expected Shen Yue to see through his sabotaged mark. He now regarded her with some dread. “How...how did you know?”
Shen Yue didn’t answer. She simply asked back, “Some matters will remain incomprehensible to you even if explained. If I catch you trying this again, you die.”
Shen Yue now stood at the slaughterhouse's center, facing a group of lambs on their last legs after being tormented by the butcher.
And now, facing Shen Yue, even the butcher could only mutter, “Thank you...Boss. It won’t happen again.”
Shen Yue nodded and resumed evaluating the group’s usefulness.
Yet she acted as if she couldn't see the youth nearest to her, the one she had met before.
Not until Mo Aman finished introducing Danni La to everyone did he lead Danni La over to Shen Yue’s side. “Boss! I already told everyone Danni La has no special privileges. A few guys gave her weird looks since she’s so gorgeous. But I said she’s Boss Shen Yue’s woman, so they backed off.”
Shen Yue gave an “Mm,” then turned and eyed the captured spoils of war. “There were 300 newcomers. Minus accidental deaths, there must be at least 150 here. Everyone will gather here by tomorrow morning at the latest. We can allocate the spoils then.”
“They’ll definitely fight tomorrow, huh, Boss. Don’t worry, I’ll kill anyone who dares violate your rules!”
Shen Yue said nothing. She was waiting.
“Danni La, it’s you, Danni La, right? Save me, please save me!”
Danni La suddenly got grabbed by a bloodied hand. She instinctively looked to Shen Yue, but Shen Yue didn’t speak up.
With Shen Yue unmoving, Mo Aman naturally wouldn't help either.
Danni La could only face the one seizing her and desperately wrench herself free. “I can’t save you.”
“But you cozied up to the big shot! Shen Yue’s everyone's Boss. I heard it. Ask her to plead for me. Save me too, will you? Don't you remember me helping you before, Danni La? I helped you!”
Danni La looked to Shen Yue again, but she remained silent. Danni La suddenly grasped something. No longer resisting, she glared straight at the crazed youth and shouted, “I had to stake my life to prove my absolute loyalty before I could stand by her side. That’s all I can do. I can’t save you. I'm sorry!”
Finally breaking free, Danni La retreated behind Shen Yue once more.
Shen Yue didn't reject Danni La and allowed the bloody scent clinging to her back to coil around herself.
Her eyes fixed solely on the lamb before her.
When pushed to the brink, even a single line that could pull one out of the abyss would be desperately seized.
To move forward meant death. To step back also meant death.
In utter desperation, some would certainly gamble with their lives.
“My life...I'll give you my life too! Make me do anything you want! Rather than die here, I’d give my life to you!”
