Quick Wear: Domineering System on Your Own

Chapter 164 Deserted Island Game 8

After the two groups set off in different directions, Lingjiu's group soon approached the target area. However, a number of people had already gathered there, and the atmosphere was tense, with the situation poised to explode.

Forcing our way into the fight now would only put us in danger, so as mentioned earlier, we decisively gave up this goal and continued to search in the direction of the airdrop.

They then encountered three similar situations, each time arriving before others were already scrambling for the item. Duan Yizhou's expression gradually grew dejected and discouraged, his steps growing heavier.

"As expected, my luck is so bad. I'm sorry for getting you into trouble." He seemed to have lost all his strength. He stopped, hung his head, and said with a feeling of self-blame.

Seeing this, Lingjiu patted his shoulder lightly and said cheerfully, "There are still many airdrops to find. Why are you backing off now? Maybe there are better ones waiting for us ahead."

Duan Yizhou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You don't need to comfort me. I have always been like this. Such good things will never happen to me. There will never be anything better."

"I'm not trying to comfort you. When it comes to luck, I've never been afraid of anyone." Lingjiu said confidently. After that, she grabbed Duan Yizhou's wrist and tugged it forward: "Okay, stop being so emo. It's not even night yet. If you keep looking so dejected, the airdrop will be picked up by others."

Duan Yizhou was pulled forward passively by her. After they walked for a while, a huge wooden box suddenly appeared before them in a patch of grass so dense that it was almost impossible to see through.

Duan Yizhou's eyes widened instantly and his pupils contracted sharply. He turned his head and looked at Lingjiu in disbelief.

Lingjiu met his gaze, raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes were full of pride: "What do you think? Am I right? When it comes to luck, I won't lose to anyone."

At this moment, Duan Yizhou felt an indescribable emotion deep in her heart. Her good luck actually defeated her own bad luck.

After a brief moment of shock and emotion, the two quickly returned to reality. It was impossible for the two of them to carry such a huge box back home.

Lingjiu suggested: "I'll stay here and you go find them and we'll move together."

Duan Yizhou rejected the proposal without hesitation: "No, it's too dangerous for you to be here alone. Let me guard it while you go find them."

"You? Aren't you worried that your good luck will attract more people? Maybe when I'm here, my luck will be so good that no one will come." Lingjiu asked back.

Lingjiu's words did indeed make Duan Yizhou feel shaken.

Lingjiu continued patiently, "Okay, go ahead, I'll just wait here."

Finally, after some struggle, Duan Yizhou made a decision: "Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible. If anyone comes during this time, don't be stubborn and leave immediately. Do you understand?"

Lingjiu's eyes were full of smiles, and he replied obediently: "Don't worry!"

Duan Yizhou no longer hesitated, turned around and left as quickly as an arrow.

The moment Duan Yizhou's figure disappeared from sight, the smile on Lingjiu's face gradually disappeared, and her expression instantly returned to calm. She murmured to herself: "I really want to see who is so blind as to dare to come here." Then, Lingjiu jumped lightly, jumped onto the box and sat down lightly, then swung her legs leisurely, as if everything around her was in control.

Duan Yizhou ran hard in the dense forest, searching anxiously for Mu Zheng and Zhou Zhixia.

From yesterday to today, he had only eaten a small amount of meat and fruit. This amount of food was far from enough to sustain his high-intensity activities, and soon he felt exhausted. He staggered and leaned against a thick tree trunk, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently.

However, thinking about Lingjiu guarding the airdrop box alone and the possibility of being harmed by someone with bad intentions, he forced himself to be strong and gritted his teeth to continue moving forward. He had only one belief in his heart: the sooner he found Muzheng and the others, the less danger Lingjiu would face.

At the same time, just as Duan Yizhou worried, several people were approaching the direction where Lingjiu was.

The four men swaggered towards Lingjiu, looking at her unscrupulously with malicious eyes.

"Oh! What a coincidence, we meet again!" The leader was a man with tattoos all over his body and dyed yellow hair. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth.

"Beauty, you can't carry so many supplies by yourself, so why don't you give them to us? Or, you can just follow us." Another man stared at Lingjiu with a lewd look in his eyes, his words full of frivolity.

"Yes, yes, don't be afraid, beauty, we brothers will be very gentle!" A thin man next to her also joined in the fun, with a disgusting and flattering smile on his face.

"Who says this game is bad? This game is simply amazing. Not only is no one in charge, but there is also such a beautiful woman coming to my door. How great! I don't even want to go back." The last man had a face full of flesh, and his eyes narrowed into slits from smiling.

As the four of them gradually approached, Lingjiu had a strange, unpredictable smile on his face. "I think this game is great, too. Do you know why no one else came here besides you?"

"Why?" one of the men asked subconsciously.

"Because I asked you to come here on purpose." Lingjiu said calmly, but there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"What do you mean?" The yellow-haired man frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Lingjiu slowly stood up and looked down at them condescendingly: "Welcome to my world! Next, the game begins!"

When the four heard this, their faces turned pale instantly: "You, you are an NPC!" they shouted in horror.

Lingjiu stepped lightly on the wooden box, and in an instant, the surrounding environment was quickly swallowed up, plunging into darkness. Several people were terrified and screamed at the top of their lungs, "Help! What's going on? Let us go!"

The next second, they found themselves in a dim, damp room. Their hands were forcibly spread open and tightly bound to a thick wooden log. Their mouths were tightly sealed, and they could only make faint whimpering sounds. Their bodies struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Lingjiu, holding a long whip, slowly walked towards the four people. Her footsteps echoed in the silent room, like a death warrant, and each step struck the four people's hearts hard, making them tremble all over.

Lingjiu stared at the man in front of her with cold eyes, a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "Like to play? How do you like to play? Like this?" As she said, she swung the whip violently, and the whip drew a sharp arc in the air and hit one of the men hard. In an instant, a shocking blood mark appeared on the man's body.

"Is it fun?" Lingjiu asked softly, her voice a whisper from hell. The man shook his head desperately, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind, his eyes filled with fear and pleading.