Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 44 Part 1

Chapter 44: Single-Player Boss Battle Loading

A few minutes later.

The illusory flames created by the flashlight were still burning fiercely. Behind the flames, a curled-up mass of black threads was stirring restlessly; in front of the flames, Yang Buqi was constantly scratching his head.

“…Sorry, let me confirm again.” He thought hard, still feeling he might have misunderstood something, and that the actual situation couldn’t be as absurd as what he had just heard. “You accidentally summoned this… this, uh, old version of Haunted House No. 71. And then you were chased here by it…”

“It’s not ‘chased here’,” Xu Turan seriously corrected. “I lured it here.”

“And we didn’t ‘accidentally’ summon it. We did it on purpose. This is an expedient measure.”

Pu Han, who arrived a step behind her, slowly nodded in agreement.

Expedient measure… expedient measure?

…So the truth really is that absurd?

Yang Buqi almost laughed from frustration. He turned around in circles a few times, then looked at the young version of No. 71 blocked behind the flames, trying hard to organize his thoughts:

“So your expedient measure was to summon an abomination disguised as a god, and a Pyre-level abomination at that… hmm…”

He rubbed his temples: “To be honest, I’m really doubting now whether I’m the one who’s confused or if it’s you two… By the way, are you two real? Huh?”

Of course, he knew his words were unnecessary. If nothing else, the handprint on Pu Han’s face was all too real—but the problem is? Two ability users? Summoned a small pseudo-god? Using materials left by cult followers? And then led it all the way here to show him?

What do you think this is? A cute puppy you found on the street?

Yang Buqi leaned against the wall, wiped his face, paused for a few seconds, then wiped it again.

Xu Turan observed his expression and cautiously spoke: “I think you’ve missed the point of this matter.”

Yang Buqi: …?

“The point isn’t that we got a small fry. The point is, we plan to use these small fries…”

Xu Turan tried hard to gesture, and Pu Han patted her.

“Take it one step at a time, don’t give so much information at once. Can’t you see he’s about to crash?”

“I’m not!” Yang Buqi immediately said, “I understood it the first time, okay? Simply put, using this small… ”

He glanced at the large mass of cold, wet black threads behind the flames, unable to say the words “small fry” no matter what, so he silently changed his words: “Using this Pyre-level Haunted House No. 71 to charge the sealing box, and then use the sealing box to deal with the Radiance-level outside… Wait.”

Yang Buqi suddenly realized: “You just said ‘these’?”

He looked at Xu Turan in shock, and Xu Turan nodded blankly: “Yes. Pu Han said that ‘charging’ is a relatively low power conversion rate auxiliary method, so the actual number of small fries needed should be one or two more than in normal situations…”

Generally speaking, normal assistance requires three Pyre/Torch-level props or ability users, but if using abominations to forcibly charge, at least four are needed.

Yang Buqi: …

He turned to look at Pu Han: “Don’t you have anything to say about this?”

Pu Han patted the wooden box on him: “I’ve got all the materials ready!”

This box was what he brought out from the initial summoning room. After Xu Turan lured away the young version of No. 71, he specifically went back to scavenge, packed a whole box, and pushed it out on a cart.

“There are all kinds of materials inside, guaranteed to be enough,” Pu Han promised confidently.

Yang Buqi: …

Am I asking about the materials?!

He should never have let the two of them… no, the three of them, get together…

Yang Buqi rubbed his temples: “No, this thing… are you sure it’s feasible?”

“To be honest, I’m not sure,” Pu Han admitted frankly. “Dealing with evil things will inevitably bring pollution and risks… but theoretically, this approach is feasible.”

What the young version of the abomination provides is the power needed for the sealing box to operate, and this part of the power itself will be consumed during use. Once the sealing is successful, even if they bring the sealing box out of the time fragment, the sealed Haunted House No. 71 has no possibility of forcibly breaking free.

Yang Buqi: “What if this time fragment collapses prematurely while we’re dealing with it?”

“Then that’s a risk on another level,” Pu Han shrugged. “If the time fragment disappears before the sealing is complete, then we all lose this round for nothing—but overall, I think this method is worth a try.”

He stroked Feifei’s smooth back of the hand, thinking of something, his eyes became distracted for a moment, and then he smiled lightly:

“Many tactics and tools that you now take for granted were obtained by our predecessors taking huge risks to practice. Including the sealing box you’re holding… Since that’s the case, why can’t we be the pioneering batch taking risks? If this method succeeds, it might even develop into a new tactical system in the future…”

Yang Buqi: “…”

Yang Buqi: “When you come up with this high-sounding rhetoric, did you consider that I can actually hear through your insincerity?”

“I know,” Pu Han nodded. “I’m just giving you a reason to convince yourself.”

Yang Buqi: “……”

“I still think this matter needs further discussion,” he rubbed his face hard, and the Planchette Pen hidden in Xu Turan’s pocket took the opportunity to quietly float out, hovering in the air.

“Let’s not mention other things first, as ability users summoning some evil gods and such, this itself is quite outrageous. And against the rules.”

The Planchette Pen danced quickly: 【That’s right, that’s right, it’s too much!】

Yang Buqi: “Moreover, comparing horizontally, this method is too risky. If there’s a mistake, everyone pays the price. In comparison, the method of finding ‘survivors’ is more stable, at least it won’t wipe out the whole team at once. I’m fine, but you are the only Radiance-level omniscient, and Xu Turan is only 19. She hasn’t even started university yet…”

Planchette Pen: 【That’s right, how unfortunate that would be.】

“Even if it’s an attempt, at least let you two… you two…” Yang Buqi looked at Pu Han’s calm face, then at Xu Turan’s strangely determined expression, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back silently.

After a pause of two seconds, he wiped his face again.

“…Alright, to put it bluntly, what should I do?” Yang Buqi took a deep breath and asked, as if giving up.

The Planchette Pen, which was trying hard to wave its sign to cheer for him: 【…??】

Huh? Huh??

What’s going on? With those thick eyebrows and big eyes of yours, you’re actually a traitor too?!

Regardless of the Planchette Pen’s attitude, once Yang Buqi nodded, the matter was officially settled.

What Yang Buqi needed to do was actually very simple, but also very important.