I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 214 The Apocalypse Elimination Plan 7
Yu Muhuai then used the same old trick of "shouting until you're hoarse won't help" again.

This time, however, her words were even more unquestionable.

"Now you are a lamb in my hands. Don't even think about negotiating with me or trying to stall for time. You will do whatever I say."

Otherwise, you'll only experience more and more pain, you know?

Yu Muhuai finished speaking without changing his expression, while inwardly thinking, "Trying to persuade me? You were probably doing nothing while I was using [Sophist] to fool people."

Mao Shuheng felt intense pain in his left hand and didn't recover for a long time.

The dagger was right in the center of her palm; the stab was incredibly accurate and the technique was remarkably swift.

Mao Shuheng felt he must have guessed wrong; the other party was probably a professional assassin, not a reckless man blindly seeking revenge.

She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat, her face turned deathly pale, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yu Muhuai wasn't in a hurry; he simply leaned against the desk and quietly observed her expression.

After saying those words, she waited for the other person's reaction.

Amidst this pain, Mao Shuheng recalled the scene from six years ago when he first participated in "Kill Day".

At that time, she went out with a friend, carrying guns she had bought in advance, and would shoot indiscriminately at anyone who was alone.

But soon the two of them became prey for stronger hunters.

The other party drove up in an SUV, and his friend pushed Mao Shuheng away, but was hit by the car himself.

He then lay down on the hood of the SUV and fired repeatedly at the person in the driver's seat. When the gun was empty, the SUV crashed into a wall.

Both people inside and outside died on the spot.

Mao Shuheng escaped.

She dared not run around outside anymore, and instead hid in a dilapidated house in the basement.

For the next two days, she neither ate nor drank water.

Now, looking through her tears at the carefree Yu Muhuai, Mao Shuheng felt the same way she did during those two days in the basement six years ago.

Desperate and helpless.

After that, Mao Shuheng was no longer able to resist, nor was he able to resist any further.

She gave the other party her account and password.

She had set up multiple layers of encryption on the computer in her study, employing very strict protection. Without the account and password, it was virtually impossible for outsiders to crack it.

Yu Muhuai had already tried when she arrived, but her skills were insufficient to break through the security wall set up by Mao Shuheng.

Yu Muhuai successfully turned on his computer and not only saw the complete plan, but also found the partner who was going to sponsor Mao Shuheng this time.

They have toy equipment suppliers, video shooting and promotion companies, venue providers, and even an agency.

This agency represents a large number of artists, and they promote some obscure or low-tier artists to host events for various "Kill Day" organizations in order to increase their exposure.

In today's world, being bloodthirsty and cruel doesn't make people look down on you.

Some artists take unconventional approaches. If they can't become famous through normal entertainment, they use "Kill Day" as a springboard to make themselves famous.

The person who participated in Mao Shuheng's "bloody carnival" was a male singer whose stage name was A Long.

He was once popular for a while because of an online song.

Every day, people become famous like this, but it's all just a flash in the pan, and they quickly disappear from the public eye.

It wasn't until Ah Long seized the opportunity of "Killing Day" that he reappeared in the public eye.

The "bloody carnival" three years ago was just a makeshift operation put together by Mao Shuheng.

This plan is extremely comprehensive, from the grand stage and set to the smallest details like equipment and personnel. No wonder Li Congshan failed in his previous life.

Without prior preparation and without understanding the situation behind the scenes, she went there alone, which was nothing more than suicide.

Yu Muhuai rested his chin on his hand, pondering how to destroy the entire "bloody carnival".

Her hands and face were splattered with Mao Shuheng's blood. As she was thinking, she inadvertently wiped away the blood, making her face look particularly sinister and terrifying.

Even Mao Shuheng, who had seen many dead people, couldn't help but shudder.

Yu Muhuai suddenly turned to look at Mao Shuheng. Her eyes were smiling, and the corners of her mouth were upturned. She seemed to be in a very good mood.

Mao Shuheng suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, felt a chill on his back, and felt a coldness he had never felt before.

She had long lost her composure; fear permeated every pore of her body.

She stammered, "Please, please let me go. I'll give you anything, all my money."

Five days later, ten minutes before "Day of Killing" was about to begin.

Nearly one hundred people gathered in a stadium in Royo.

A banner hung at the entrance of the venue, with four large characters that read, "Bloody Carnival".

The venue was divided into several sections.

There are cages specifically for detaining those who have been captured, a stage where Ah Long sings and hosts, and a shooting area where living people are used as targets.

There are also small gladiatorial arenas and open spaces for watching executions.

There are also all sorts of devices for people to have fun and kill or abuse without pressure.

On the stadium's big screen, a countdown to the triennial "Kill Day" is underway.

After the usual introduction of the rules, the familiar countdown sound began.

As soon as the sound of "1" faded, the exhilarating alarm immediately went off.

All members of "Bloody Carnival" were ready and waiting for the alarm to sound so they could immediately begin their carnival.

This time, however, the sound of an explosion far drowned out the alarm.

Some members were still surprised, thinking the notification sound had changed this year. But this sound was far too loud!

Also, why was I standing just now, but now I see a horizontal floor?

The man didn't realize until the moment before he died that his body had been blown in two. His upper body was blown away and fell some distance away.

He could no longer make a sound, but he could still see images in front of him.

The entire stadium exploded; no one could escape. They were trapped inside, bearing the brunt of the explosion at its epicenter.

No one survived.

The footage of the stadium explosion was broadcast live with perfect accuracy.

Although a lot of people died here, the deaths were so rapid that there was nothing particularly exciting about it.

Therefore, many people glance at it and move on, starting to look for the next more interesting video.

Looking at the stadium in the picture, which had been reduced to ruins by a bomb, Yu Muhuai threw the bomb control device in his hand into the trash can next to him.

A few days ago, she downloaded some voice and audio messages sent by Mao Shuheng to her computer, then extracted the words and edited them into several paragraphs.

The gist is that everyone should gather before midnight, and the data collectors shouldn't rush out first, because they need to record the video of everyone setting off in an orderly fashion.

Mao Shuheng emphasized that this recording is very important, and if the results are good, the benefits will be very high.

Second update~(^^*)
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