Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 143 Strange Tales of Idol Rules 16

"Hurry!" A voice, as if summoning a soul, rang out behind him, and the sparse barrage of comments on the large screen on the wall suddenly became dense.

From teachers to audience members, everyone was anticipating a death-filled celebration.

But ironically, the person they were expecting did not fulfill their wishes.

The dance teacher's joyful smile gradually froze as Ling Yi moved. When the last note fell and Ling Yi completed her last identical movement, her smile vanished completely.

How can it be!

She only did the action once, how did this guy remember it!

In the past, she has used this trick to kill countless people, so why did it fail this time?

She subconsciously looked up and saw the camera coldly and blankly monitoring her every move.

The air seemed to thin in that instant. She suddenly glared at Ling Yi with a ferocious expression, and blood vessels began to appear in her fish-like eyes.

How could she remember this monster so clearly!

Was she waiting for this moment all along, hoping to embarrass herself under its gaze?

I'll die, I'll die...

Unable to witness the spectacle, the fans cursed the teacher's incompetence with the most vicious words, regretting missing out on a good show.

Amidst the curses, the dance teacher felt the air thinning, and her pale face turned ashen.

And the person who caused all this is now innocently asking, "Teacher, are we not going to continue teaching?"

"You seem a bit unprofessional."

As she said this, Ling Yi even had a faint smile on her lips.

Gentle, yet terrifying.

Chen Shu's silver pupils gazed at Ling Yi, while countless nanobots on his trouser legs transformed into silver streams that flowed toward Ling Yi.

But in the next moment, the floor silently opened its giant maw and swallowed them all up.

"Damn it, I want to touch her!"

"We want to be with her too! Why can you be her? It's not fair!"

The subsystems, like boiling water, create waves in the already turbulent space of the main system.

"Continue the lesson!" Under Ling Yi's piercing gaze, the dance teacher reluctantly continued the lesson.

Because her attempt to harm others failed, she was in an extremely bad mood, and the other trainees became her punching bags.

The whip, capable of tearing flesh, lashed mercilessly at every trainee whose movements were not up to standard, turning their white training uniforms blood red and leaving them in a sorry state.

The practice room was filled with the stench of blood and the aura of death.

With each death, the atmosphere on the live chat became even more intense.

Those skilled players who were observant also noticed something amiss from the real-time popularity statistics next to the screen.

The more miserable a person is, the more popular they become.

The moment a person dies is also the moment when their popularity is at its peak.

This discovery sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Is it better to become pathetic and slowly die according to the meaning of the comments, or to remain unpathetic and be eliminated as one of the least popular people?

The rules of this world coldly watched them at this moment, leaving them to choose how to walk the path to death.

Looking at herself, who was ranked last in popularity, Ling Yi felt as if the rules of this world were targeting her.

"To die without being whipped? That's too inhumane." During their break, Ling Yi, Qu Qinghan, and Chen Shu sat together, discussing countermeasures.

Of the three, only Qu Qinghan had several bloody marks on his body.

Chen Shu and Ling Yi's training clothes were still snow-white, without even a hint of sweat.

Standing between the two, Qu Qinghan felt somewhat superfluous.

It seems she has stumbled into the world of powerful beings.

She glanced at the man who was smiling like a warm spring breeze, but then instantly looked away when he looked at her.

For some reason, she felt a little afraid to meet the man's silver eyes.

Perhaps it's because I've seen too many silver-colored cameras and am having an allergic reaction?

Chen Shu lowered his eyes, looking at the corners of his and Ling Yi's clothes that were almost touching, silently stifling countless little buds that wanted to sneak towards her, before softly asking, "Is there any way now?"

Ling Yi's fingertips traced aimlessly on the floor. Upon hearing the voice, she said softly, "Theoretically, taking some hits to bring one's popularity to the middle range is the best option."

The choice for most people is to maintain their ranking without being eliminated, without suffering too much injury.

But Ling Yi couldn't stand being beaten. Given her past grudges and grievances with her teachers, she had no doubt that those guys who enjoyed tormenting others would use every ounce of strength they had when they beat her.

When the time comes, she'll be whipped to death, and she won't even know who to cry to.

Chen Shu, understanding the implied meaning, asked, "So, Miss Ling has a non-theoretical choice?"

His eyes were full of smiles, and he seemed ready to listen attentively.

"Look at our popularity, what's the difference?"

Among the hundreds or even thousands of popularity columns, Chen Shu's zero and Ling Yi's fifty stood out as particularly glaring.

As the last and second to last place, the word "elimination" was practically etched on their faces.

Yet, they are also the most composed people here, as if their lives are not their own but borrowed from others, and they wouldn't feel any pain if they died.

“You mean…” Chen Shu’s eyes flickered.

"That's right!" Ling Yi clapped her hands: "It's a limited set of challenge rules!"

While those fans were happy to see every trainee die, and even getting excited at the sight of them getting the slightest injury, Ling Yi had some suspicions in her mind.

“They were likely trainees who stayed here before, and suffered the same torment as us before they died.” She shared this information with her teammates without reservation.

“Those people now get a thrill from dragging the trainees down to hell as they watch them suffer, but…” her voice was firm: “When they see those who tormented them get their comeuppance, they get just as much pleasure!”

She gained dozens of popularity points just by making the teacher angry, without causing any real harm. If she had directly dealt with the teacher...

She can't even imagine how popular she will become.

The dance teacher shivered inexplicably at that moment. She glanced coldly at the resting trainees, only to see them huddled in place like quails.

Qu Qinghan: "...Awesome."

She really didn't expect that Ling Yi would come up with such an unconventional idea.

but……

"This only works for you, not for us." She was unusually calm, showing no joy whatsoever at the bug that Ling Yi had discovered.

After all, Ling Yi is the only one who has survived to this day by constantly pushing the boundaries of what the staff can do.