Chapter 112: Stirring Up Trouble
After beating Wang Mazi up again, Ning Xiyue and Chen Yechu each took a pill out of their pockets, shoved them into Wang Mazi’s mouth, pinched his cheeks for a few seconds to make him swallow, and then finally let go.
Ning Xiyue’s pill dissolved instantly, dragging Chen Yechu’s pill down together into Wang Mazi’s throat and stomach.
Wang Mazi tried to stick his fingers down his throat to throw it up, but it was no use. Sitting on the ground clutching his now-aching belly, he looked at the two girls in terror.
“What… what did you make me eat?”
Ning Xiyue curled the corners of her lips into a smile, but her words came out colder than ice:
“Poison.”
Chen Yechu chuckled lightly. “Slow-acting poison.”
“You… you two—ah, my stomach hurts—give me the antidote!” Wang Mazi, now fully convinced by their words thanks to the pain growing in his stomach, panicked. “Please, I’m begging you, give me the antidote! I swear I’ll never bother you again, I’ll stay far, far away from you both!”
Ning Xiyue let out a cold snort. “Forget the antidote. I wouldn’t believe a single punctuation mark that comes out of your mouth. Who knows, if I gave it to you, maybe you’d turn around and try to hurt me. So, for my own safety, I can only wrong you. And you know I’m good at medicine—this poison is my own creation. Rest assured, no one but me can make the antidote.”
Chen Yechu piled on, threatening him even more: “My slow poison’s the same. Only I have the antidote. Even if you go to the biggest hospitals in S City or the capital, they won’t be able to cure you. At first, you won’t feel much, but gradually you’ll get thinner and thinner. When you’re nothing but skin and bones—that’s the day you die.”
Wang Mazi hadn’t gone to school much—just a short literacy class—but combined with the pain he was feeling, he believed every single word they said.
“You’re so cruel… Wuwu… Poor me, Wang Mazi… I haven’t even married or had children yet… how could Heaven be so heartless…”
Wailing and sobbing, he wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve, smearing them all over his face.
Ning Xiyue and Chen Yechu immediately took a few steps back in disgust, glaring at him.
On Wang Mazi’s sleeve, there was a dark, crusty patch—clearly dried snot from years of wiping his nose on it.
Ning Xiyue suddenly felt disgusted with her own hands—who knew where else on his clothes he had wiped his nose?
Wang Mazi’s appearance was so revolting that Ning Xiyue couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Enough! Stop crying. You’re a grown man—crying like a child all day, what do you look like?”
“Cry again, and you won’t get the antidote,” Chen Yechu snarled viciously. She was already planning to throw this outfit into the stove and burn it when she got home. Too disgusting. No wonder he was single his whole life.
At those words, Wang Mazi changed his expression instantly—he wiped away all his tears and snot in a second and looked pitifully at the two of them, clutching his aching stomach.
Ning Xiyue made sure System was still monitoring the surroundings—everything was clear for several miles.
[Don’t worry, Host,] System’s voice came. [I’ve been keeping this area shielded. No matter how loud you get, no one nearby can hear a thing.]
“Thanks, Little Turtle.”
That was exactly why Ning Xiyue had been so confident about beating Wang Mazi—she knew the system was covering for her.
She looked back down at him. “I can give you a pill that will temporarily suppress the poison, one pill a week. But it’s not free. As long as you cooperate with us and stay out of our sight afterward, we’ll make sure you live a long, healthy life.”
Chen Yechu added, “Who knows, you might even get yourself a wife and kids—warm bed, happy family. Whether you end up holding your wife in your arms every night and continuing the Wang family line… that’s all up to you.”
“Cooperate! I’ll cooperate! As long as you keep me alive and let me have a wife and kids, I’ll do whatever you say. If you tell me to catch a chicken, I won’t even chase a dog!”
Wang Mazi nodded eagerly. Getting a wife and having children was his greatest dream. He had been single for 42 years—he had no idea what it even felt like to have a wife.
All the other men in the team could sleep with their wives at night and had plenty of children, but he just tossed and turned alone on his kang bed. If it weren’t for his obsession with finding a wife, he wouldn’t have done such a stupid thing today to bring trouble on himself.
He couldn’t wait. “Hurry, tell me, tell me!”
“Listen carefully.”
Ning Xiyue and Chen Yechu began explaining what they wanted him to do, one sentence at a time.
In truth, they didn’t tell him much. The core instruction was simple: stay obediently at home, cooperate when certain things happen, and then wait for his “wife” to come.
After they were done, Chen Yechu said, “In other situations, cooperate as needed.”
“Okay, I will!” Wang Mazi said, still clutching his stomach. Then he asked cautiously, “And… about the antidote…”
Ning Xiyue took a tiny, rice-grain-sized black pill from her pocket and handed it to him. “Here. This is the suppressant for this week. Take it.”
Wang Mazi grabbed it and swallowed it immediately. Within seconds, the pain in his stomach was gone. At this point, he believed them completely—he had no thoughts of resisting anymore.
Then he turned to Chen Yechu, waiting for her antidote.
Chen Yechu said coldly, “You’ll get my antidote once you have a wife. A few days without it won’t have much effect.”
Wang Mazi had no choice. The antidote was in their hands—he could only dream about the day his “wife” arrived.
…
Back at the educated youth courtyard.
Ning Xiyue and Chen Yechu quickly ate dinner, then returned to their room to discuss their next move.
They came to one conclusion: “Use their own tricks against them—but upgraded—and make them choke on the consequences.”
Once they agreed, they began preparing.
Chen Yechu went out, while Ning Xiyue stayed in the room, pulling out paper and pen.
Before taking action, she decided to do a round of sign-ins. Every time she signed in, she received items that matched her immediate needs. She wanted to see if today’s sign-ins could give her something to make their plan absolutely seamless.
“System, I want to use the three random sign-in chances from the past three days—any time, any place.”
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Reward: Curse Technique — Ability: The host can target any person they’ve met. Once cursed, the victim will be unable for life to speak of or reveal anything the host doesn’t want them to say.]
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Reward: 100% Simulator.]
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Reward: Ventriloquism Skill — permanently granted to host.]
