Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin Chapter 171 - System vs. System (21): Snake slaughter, trouble, reversing the army’s checkmate

Chapter 171 - System vs. System (21): Snake slaughter, trouble, reversing the army’s checkmate

Translator: kiribold
editor: sarah
Once he saw the person behind him clearly, Chi Xiaochi dazedly clutched Wen Yujing’s white clothes in his arms with his left hand and said with difficulty, “Knock me out! Take me away!”
Ye Jiming also saw that he was in a different state and didn’t ask too many questions. The black-gold sword sheath came out from the back of his hand, accurately hitting the back of Chi Xiaochi’s neck.
Chi Xiaochi only felt numbness in the back of his neck and lost consciousness. He was about to fall forward when a hand precisely caught his right hand, pulled him over, and spun his body around to meet his back.
Pulling the unconscious man onto his back, Ye Jiming wrapped Duan Shujue’s wrists around his chest with one hand, held his sword with one hand, and rushed toward the road where he came.
But before he took a few steps out, he felt a thick white mist spray from behind his head.
He turned around abruptly, the patterned black snake scales emerged on his face, and his golden eyes flashed fiercely, “How presumptuous!”
The miasma in front of him was like a flowing cloud, so he couldn’t see what was in the space. The rustling sound of a snake roaming was everywhere, giving everyone goosebumps.
“Oh? A young snake.” An ethereal and wicked female voice came from the fog, making it difficult to tell which direction it came from. “It’s been a long time since I found such a delicious little dessert.”
Ye Jiming cursed loudly, “Put your farts away! Go home and eat yourself.”
The female voice fell silent.
She found that the food that came in this time was so well-dressed, and they all looked like handsome young masters. But she didn’t expect that as soon as she opened her mouth to tease, she bit down on a hard bone.
She quickly returned to her senses and covered her mouth with a smile, “Aiya~ such a rude young man. It really hurts this servant’s heart, ah.”
Before she finished speaking, three small poisonous snakes came from three different directions in the dark. They opened their mouths and spewed out a few strands of transparent venom, attacking the Duan Ye duo.
Ye Jiming used one palm to spin his cloak, dancing it in the air and draping it over the unconscious Duan Shujue. A few drops of venom landed on him, hissing and burning for a bit, but it didn’t hurt him in the slightest.
Ye Jiming’s tone became cold. He gritted his teeth and said, “This lord said, how presumptuous!”
A purple poisonous mist formed around him and quickly merged into the white smoke.
Hui were originally highly venomous snakes. The three snakes about to strike couldn’t resist the poison of the purple mist and died on the spot, softening into three colorful ropes.
As soon as Ye Jiming was about to leave, he felt more fishy heat around him, and the earth’s surface vibrated faintly.
He stood on a formation eye, vigilantly looking around, and suddenly felt something different under his feet.
Ye Jiming tapped his toes on the ground and jumped up.
His intuition wasn’t wrong. Just after his toes left the ground, a bloody snake mouth suddenly burst out of the land where he had just stood. The snake body moved upright three feet out of the soil, and it still wasn’t the end!
…That evil Jiao had been slithering underground, quietly trailing them.
The huge abyssal mouth chased straight after Ye Jiming. He could see the venomous liquid on the snake’s fangs, which were only inches away from his feet, intent on swallowing him alive!
Ye Jiming couldn’t escape. He cursed, turned around, and drew his sword, wanting to cut off the head of the dragon, but the snake body’s shadow in front of his eyes instantly transformed into a naked beauty, smiling at him sweetly.
She thought that this man would be charmed by her beauty.
A young and beautiful little snake with strong blood and vitality. Even if it wasn’t used to feed her belly, keeping it as a pretty face was also lovely.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jiming didn’t hesitate at all, and the blade of his sword slashed straight at the beautiful face and sliced down!
The Jiao didn’t expect this and directly received the sword to her face. Thanks to the hard scales of the Jiao-dragon, her head wasn’t cut into a rotten watermelon by the sword.
But there was still a bloodstain left on her face.
This sword strike thoroughly angered the evil Jiao-dragon. Her whole body emerged from the mud and re-formed into the body of a dragon. She raised her tail, warping a strong wind to sweep at Ye Jiming’s waist!
Ye Jiming protected the unconscious Duan Shujue with one hand and attacked with the other. It was challenging to do what he could, but now that he was suddenly attacked, he tried to dodge, but it was unsustainable. Being swept impartially at the waist, his whole person flew backward.
He hastily embraced Duan Shujue to his body and protected his head.
The next second, his body slammed hard into the tree. His blood swelled, and a mouthful of moist heat spurted out.
But he didn’t notice in the slightest. His movements were nimble. He dodged and kept moving, holding Duan Shujue face to face. He jumped a few times across dead trees, his figure disappearing into the forest.
The Evil Jiao shifted into a human body and spat out a forked bright red tongue, licking away the blood flowing on the corner of her lips. Her body gradually melted into the soil, disappearing without a trace.
The Valley of Lost Butterflies was her territory. She was confident that this little viper couldn’t escape.
He had to pay for this wound.
Ye Jiming jumped between the trees, blood spilling from his lips. To escape with his life, he could no longer follow the path he came from.
His sense of smell was particularly sensitive, and he had lived with Duan Shujue for a long time. He knew that Duan Shujue had a special and elegant fragrance of water on his body, so he followed that smell to find a way to save Duan Shujue.
After these blind jumps, he had managed to lose his way.
After escaping a certain distance, Ye Jiming was in pain and fatigued. It was hard to move even an inch, so he had to put Duan Shujue down under a dead pine and rest for a while.
He gasped and leaned alongside him against the tree. Wiping the blood at the corners of his lips, he growled, “Surname Chi, you’re going to get this lord killed.”
The man’s eyes were closed, and he didn’t move. His left hand was still clutching the white robe, which had been stained with some of Ye Jiming’s blood, and looked quite tragic.
He didn’t say anything, which made Ye Jiming a little angry. But when he saw that quiet sleeping face, Ye Jiming became soft-hearted. He muttered twice, put his head against the tree, wanting to close his eyes for a while and then escape.
The evil Jiao was indeed not easy to deal with. Ye Jiming was reborn. Although he had corrected his problem of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, defeat was inevitable with his current cultivation base going directly against the formation-level evil Jiao.
Thinking of this, he became anxious again.
If Duan Shujue could fight side by side with him, the odds of winning would increase with the stacked battle power of the two of them.
But looking at the current situation, Duan Shujue couldn’t get up again, and he was afraid that he had to risk his life.
Ye Jiming was in a trance when suddenly his left hand was lightly clenched.
Ye Jiming thought it was his own illusion. When he looked down, he found that his left hand was indeed held in the right palm of that person. His face darkened by three points. “Surname Chi, are you awake?”
The person beside him said nothing, his eyes still closed.
Ye Jiming rolled over and half-knelt in front of him, looking at his face carefully. “Don’t tease this lord! Surname Chi, explain to me clearly, how is little fish? Wen Yujing, where did he go?”
That person didn’t move.
Ye Jiming got impatient and got closer. “Can you hear this lord speaking–”
Unexpectedly, the right hand actually grabbed his front collar and pulled him forward. Ye Jiming’s body lost balance, and he fell, meeting his lips.
Ye Jiming’s body instantly went stiff, his hands propped up on Duan Shujue’s knees, his elbows trembled slightly, and his heart beat wildly.
When he finally reacted, he had the heart to kill.
This Surnamed Chi was crazy–
However, in the next instant, something entered his mouth.
As soon as it entered his body, Ye Jiming felt his whole body relax, and his exhaustion disappeared. The power in his blood multiplied, and his spiritual energy surged. There was a wave and three repeats. The momentum was endless.
Ye Jiming was a little flustered once he separated from Duan Shujue. He covered his mouth and quickly spat out the object.
The thing shining brightly in his palm was Duan Shujue’s merman core.
The next second, he met a pair of dark blue eyes.
The gaze was calm, cold, and gentle. Ye Jiming had dreamed about this pair of eyes for many years.
Pulling Ye Jiming close and kissing him seemed to have exhausted all of his strength. Soon, his eyes slowly closed, and his hand weakly slipped down his front.
Ye Jiming grabbed Duan Shujue’s right hand. His lips were numb and hot, and the heat burned to his cheeks, leaving him at a loss for words and mixed feelings.
He put that hand against his forehead and whispered, “…Little fish.”
A merman’s core was their life. When he gave it to Ye Jiming, he gave him his life.
How could he let him down?
Ye Jiming set up a protective spell around Duan Shujue’s body. He untied Duan Shujue’s belt, blindfolded him, and ordered, “No peeking.”
And the next moment, he took the merman core in his mouth, swung his black gold longsword, and plunged it into the soil without hesitation!
A woman’s shrill scream suddenly came from the ground!
As the merman core entered his body, his spiritual aperture opened wide. He knew that the evil Jiao had already dug into the ground under their feet, waiting for the opportunity to strike.
This time, he wouldn’t let her take the lead!
Ye Jiming shifted and transformed into his original form.
After more than a year of training hard, he wasn’t the small viper looking out for the wind anymore. He grew into a three-zhang black python in an instant. He opened his snake mouth and let out a long, earth-shattering roar. Then he immediately took a painful bite of the evil Jiao’s body, which arched out of the ground, and threw her out!
Although he was still in the body of a Hui-viper because of Duan Shujue’s cultivation supporting him, he was surrounded by mermaid energy.
Ye Jiming didn’t know how far Duan Shujue’s cultivation had reached. Still, he only knew that after swallowing the mermaid core, all the energy in his body was tumbling, and it managed to suppress the evil Jiao not to move.
He refused to let go of this great opportunity and didn’t hesitate to put down the killer.
Snake fights often began with secret spying, but once the action started, it was like thunder with strong explosive force.
Ye Jiming turned his snake body, twisting into a pretzel with the evil Jiao, repeatedly circling and twisting its head.
The sword wounded the evil Jiao, and she didn’t expect that this young man who had not yet become a Jiao-dragon would be able to do so much. She immediately panicked and struggled frantically, trying to disentangle from him.
The evil Jiao was trapped in place. The snake’s body had the protection of a mermaid’s core, making it extremely powerful. The evil Jiao had wanted to wait for the enemy, but she was defeated. It was a surprise attack this time, and she wasn’t prepared enough. She also misjudged the Hui-viper’s ability. While she was suffocating, only then did she realize that she was actually going to fall to the hands of this little junior.
However, even if she had all kinds of unwillingness, everything was too late.
The evil Jiao, who occupied the mountain and caused trouble, was strangled to death by Ye Jiming. Her bones were pulled loose, and her death was extremely miserable.
After she perished, the poisonous fog in the Valley of Lost Butterflies dissipated, and the original formation collapsed, no longer effective.
When her voice cut off, Ye Jiming still didn’t dare to relax for fear that the evil Jiao was cunning, trying to get away by playing dead. He wasn’t at ease until he confirmed that the miasma receded and the formation didn’t return. He got off the body of the evil Jiao, transforming into his human form. He pulled the blood-stained black-gold sword from her body, shook off the black blood, and put the sword back into its sheath. He then quickly rushed to Duan Shujue’s side in the protective spell circle, reached out, and waved it away. While kneeling in front of him, Ye Jiming picked up Duan Shujue’s upper body, and wanted to return the mermaid core to him.
With the thought of their lips touching just now, Ye Jiming, who was panting slightly, felt his heart become more turbulent. He wanted to do the same thing and return the mermaid core as it was.
In his impression, Duan Shujue was the standard for gentlemen, and Ye Jiming was afraid that Duan Shujue had passed the pill by mouth by necessity, and if he kissed back…
Ye Jiming felt happy with the thought of the upright gentleman’s blushing face after being kissed by him, the corners of his lips grew into a smile.
He pulled over Duan Shujue’s body and held the mermaid core in his mouth. Just as they were about to touch lips, he suddenly remembered that there was still an unconscious Chi Xiaochi inside his body.
Ye Jiming immediately lost all interest. He pulled back from the precipice, took the mermaid core out of his mouth, and wiped it carefully with the hem of his shirt to feed into Duan Shujue’s mouth in a disciplined manner.
But as he lowered his head to feed the core, a voice suddenly sounded, startling a cold sweat down his back, “Shujue?…Who are you?”
Ye Jiming’s heart trembled, but he couldn’t help but follow the sound.
——He forgot that as soon as the formation was withdrawn, the Valley of Lost Butterflies was just an ordinary valley!
Ren Tingfeng, Yan Jinhua, Su Yun, and many other disciples had all successfully reunited. They were standing not far, staring at him and the unconscious Duan Shujue in his arms with wariness and surprise.
In the light of day, Ye Jiming realized that something was wrong.
The snake scales on his face hadn’t faded, his killing intent hadn’t dispersed, and he didn’t have the time to restrain his viper aura. His cheeks were stained with blood the evil Jiao had spat out while it suffocated. His appearance could be described as hideously sinister.
…Duan Shujue was still lying in his arms, and his mermaid core had just been fed back by his own hands.
Yan Jinhua hid behind the crowd.
If it weren’t for the tension in the atmosphere, he probably would have applauded and laughed out loud.
Thanks to his intentional or unintentional lead, he led Ren Tingfeng and others to come across this wonderful scene.
His original plan didn’t come to fruition, but it was a mistake that led to an unexpectedly wonderful gain.
Ye Jiming, who held Duan Shujue tightly, made the most appropriate move in the next few moments.
Unexpectedly, he launched a palm strike and slammed into Duan Shujue’s ribs!
Duan Shujue rolled to the ground, a stream of blood pouring out of his mouth. It seemed that he was seriously injured, but Ye Jiming had controlled his hands to not hurt his internal organs.
Immediately, he pretended he had not yet succeeded in stealing the core and fled with his sword.
Sure enough, several disciples were misled by his actions. They immediately went after him, saying that this evil thing had injured Duan-shidi.
Ren Tingfeng didn’t give chase.
He walked to Duan Shujue’s side, looked at his eyes bound by his own belt, and took Wen Yujing’s blood-stained white robe from his hand to check, his expression slightly cold.
“Third Shishu!”
As he was pondering, a disciple behind him called him.
Ren Tingfeng turned his head and wanted to ask what was going on when he saw the disciple come from the forest holding Wen Yujing’s blue swimming carp umbrella in his hand.
The disciple was also quite uneasy about his discovery. “Third Shishu, this disciple found this in the forest. He didn’t dare to make a decision, so he brought it to third Shishu to examine. Is this the umbrella sword of little Shishu?”
Ren Tingfeng’s face sank. He asked the disciples, “Along the way, did you see Wen Shishu?”
The disciples shook their heads in confusion.
Yan Jinhua picked the right time and said, “Third shishu, how could the disciples know? Little Shishu has always been with Duan-shixiong.”
Ren Tingfeng put his hands behind his back and was silent for a long time.
“Two people, come here. Take Duan Shujue back to Jingxu Peak and take good care of him, but don’t let him walk around freely.” Soon, Ren Tingfeng calmed down and commanded, “The other disciples stay and search the mountain. Wen-shidi was in the formation, how could he disappear into thin air?”
Hearing this, Yan Jinhua smiled.
Why couldn’t he disappear into thin air?
“Wen Yujing” had completely disappeared and couldn’t come back. No one would cover for Duan Shujue again.
And his disappearance would push Duan Shujue directly to the guillotine.
Even if Duan Shujue was eloquent, he wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly.
…
While Yan Jinhua controlled himself not to be overjoyed, 061 had been completely controlled in the system space of the Book Transmigration System.
Out of humanitarian principles, when 061 didn’t stubbornly resist or refuse to explain his origin and the other’s bad behaviors, the systems couldn’t take coercive measures such as purging, formatting, forcibly reading information and other coercive measures.
He was escorted to the interrogation room. He waited for the system investigators to review and question him.
Many systems had heard that an intruder had been arrested and wasn’t bad looking, so they came to watch, and the interrogation room was very lively for a while.
In the water of the dark blue clothes of the systems, 061 stood out in a white shirt and black pants.
The 061, who was surrounded by a substantial crowd, was very quiet.
He was wearing electronic shackles on his hands, a pair of heavy chains also bound his ankles, and he wore a black data shock collar around his neck. His face was ashen, but he didn’t seem alarmed. He had his hands in his lap, looking at the ten rules of the system hanging on the wall. His expression was extraordinarily gentle, as if he was thinking about something.
061 faintly heard someone outside complimenting him on his good looks.
He smiled softly, thinking of a problem that had nothing to do with his current situation.
Why did the Lord God turn off their self-perception system for so long?
089, 023, all still had their memories, so they would remember what they looked like when they were alive without having to look in the mirror.
However, after being formatted, 061 lost his memory of being human and had long forgotten what he looked like.
Therefore, before meeting Chi Xiaochi, he almost lost his ability to perceive himself and his emotions. He lived without waves, even thinking he was born as a natural system like 009.
He wondered why the Lord God would do this.
The commotion outside dissipated with the arrival of the investigators.
Two systems, a man and a woman, entered the room and sat in front of 061.
They weren’t the least bit worried about any violent measures the system in front of them could take.
For one thing, their confinement measures were in place. Second, before being imprisoned, 061 had been thoroughly investigated by the system. All sharp objects on his body had been removed, and even the top buttons of his shirt containing copper were ripped off.
As soon as the two systems sat down, 061 took the initiative to greet them, “Hello.”
The man and woman who came to interrogate him looked at each other.
061’s temperament was too soft and harmless, not like the thug accused by Host 199.
The man asked him. “Name, or serial number?”
061 answered truthfully, “The Scum Gong Recovery System. No.061, performing mission 1329 on this world line.”
The woman transmitted a complaint letter of about 800 words to the public screen. She pointed to Yan Jinhua’s bloody and tearful accusation on it and asked officially, “Host No. 199 has made some accusations against you, do you admit them?”
061 laughed.
The woman had a serious personality and said coldly, “Don’t be yin and yang, answer the question, yes or no.”
“It’s a coincidence.” 061 ignored the woman and said, “I also have something I want to show you.”
The two interrogators looked at each other again. The woman frowned and knocked on the table, “Behave yourself. We have arrested you for questioning.”
061 bowed slightly and said, “My sincerity is sufficient. After all, it wasn’t you who arrested me. I have something to tell you, so I came here on my own initiative.”
Speaking of which, 061 pressed his handcuffed left hand to his chest, bent over gentlemanly, and said sincerely, “Within my hard drive, I have a report of all the illegal operations of Host 199, and I have summarized roughly 40,000 words of specifics, so please accept it.”
Two investigators: “…”
They were obviously unable to accept the fact that the “subject of arrest” had become the “prosecution.”
And 061’s attitude was always calm and polite. “Please believe that I am here just to deliver the letter to you.”