Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 518 Calculator: 438

Chapter 518: Chapter 518 Calculator: 438

"I won’t eliminate you."

Jiang Li’s statement came as a shock.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to voice his protest, Jiang Li raised her hand to interrupt him and said indifferently, "I don’t need the points you have. Why don’t you go back to where you came from?"

Bewildered yet pleasantly surprised, Mu Ye gasped, "You’re actually not going to eliminate me?!"

Jiang Li faintly smiled, "Because I have a message for you to deliver to that person."

...

Two hours later, Mu Ye arrived at Team A’s base.

Seeing him return, Ji Yanbai’s face bore a mocking expression.

"Heh, as expected, you couldn’t even handle such a simple task. Since that’s the case, there’s no need for me to keep you."

Mu Ye remained expressionless.

As Ji Yanbai’s men came over to restrain him, he leisurely raised his hand.

"No, Miss Jiang sent me to deliver a message to you."

Ji Yanbai furrowed his brows.

Miss Jiang?

The team leader from Team Q, Jiang Li?

So, Mu Ye had managed to get close to her but got caught?

Impossible.

Just as Ji Yanbai was about to speak with a belly full of doubt, he saw Mu Ye seriously raise his watch and activate the calculator function.

Immediately afterward, a clear voice emitted from it—

"438."

...

Inside the cave, Jiang Yan paced back and forth, his face showing displeasure.

"No, I don’t understand; you just let him go? He had over 1200 points on him! With those points, what couldn’t we do?"

Jiang Li didn’t speak, merely calmly flipping a page in the book in front of her.

"Jiang Li, I think you’ve been too arrogant these past days. As your brother, I really need to advise you, you should be down-to-earth and seize opportunities. That Mu Ye was an opportunity, you—"

A rare irritation crossed Jiang Li’s face; she closed the book and looked at Jiang Yan.

"When was the last time you bathed? Carrying such a womanly smell?"

Jiang Yan: "You...."

["Hahahaha, learned a new way to insult someone."]

["Died laughing, after all this time, I still love to see Sister Li clash with the young master."]

["Well insulted!"]

Seeing Jiang Yan at a loss for words made Jiang Li finally show a satisfied smile.

"The reason I let him go was firstly to aggravate Ji Yanbai; and secondly..." Jiang Li paused, "the noise we’ve made these days is loud enough. If we eliminated the second-place on this island and took his points, wouldn’t we become targets? We can handle these people once or twice, but that doesn’t mean we can keep handling them indefinitely, especially since we are in the open and our enemies are hidden."

Jiang Yan felt Jiang Li made a lot of sense, which made his earlier outburst seem even more unreasonable.

He couldn’t tolerate such occurrences repeatedly.

So he snorted, "I had already considered this. I just came to provoke you a bit, to see if you were on the same wavelength as me."

Jiang Li: "....."

Enough.

...

...

Zhao Lang boarded a private plane to Dragon Ridge Island that very day.

"30 Days of Survival on a Deserted Island" was originally sponsored under the guise of Gu Yu with Jin Siyue, but now that he had become Gu Yu, he naturally took over everything.

However, this wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

The mess that guy had caused was a lot, and just cleaning up after his show was enough to keep him busy, so this trip to Dragon Ridge Island was absolutely necessary.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to anyone, he had already quietly eliminated Jin Siyue from the game over the past few days, effectively taking full control of the show. Thus, how the show proceeded was entirely up to him.

But he didn’t plan to make any major changes or cause a fuss because he knew that Jiang Li wouldn’t appreciate it.

So, without notifying any of the crew members, he let the pilot of the family’s private plane take him there.

The only ones in the cabin besides him were Pei Ye and He Pingzhang.

After a quick shower, Zhao Lang, while toweling his shiny silvery white hair, walked into the screening room and booted up the computer.

The large screen soon displayed the live broadcast.

Seeing Jiang Li’s face and the blood-colored Buddha Beads that never left her wrist, he revealed a satisfied smile.

He also looked forward to how she would react upon seeing him.

With this thought, Zhao Lang subconsciously touched the peace charm pendant in front of him.

Though it was in tatters, he still took good care of it.

Soon after, Pei Ye knocked and entered, placing the afternoon tea beside him before preparing to leave.

However, his gaze swept over to the screen, and he paused, staying in place.

Zhao Lang noticed his anomaly.

"What’s wrong?"

Pei Ye twisted his brow, "Can I review the playback?"

Zhao Lang nodded.

Pei Ye then moved to the computer, placing his hands on the keyboard—and stayed in that position for two minutes.

Zhao Lang: "..."

"Aren’t you going to play it back?"

Pei Ye looked up, his eyes sincere as he solemnly said, "I don’t know how."

Zhao Lang: "..."

Their family had a tradition spanning hundreds of years of training Hidden Guards.

Every Family Head had a Hidden Guard trained from childhood for protection.

And Pei Ye was the Hidden Guard cultivated for him by the old master.

Though his Hidden Guard had an explosive combat ability, he indeed knew nothing about these electronic products, which explained why, despite Zhou Xu being blunt and outspoken, he still had to keep him close.

Zhao Lang reluctantly picked up the remote and slowly replayed the footage. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Stop, right here."

The screen just happened to pause at the moment Shang Shaojing and Su Yinwan were talking.

Zhao Lang’s expression turned sour.

"Do you like this guy as well?"

He couldn’t understand.

Shang Shaojing was neither as handsome nor as wealthy as him; why were so many people enthralled by him?

Even Jiang Li in the past...

Though his recollection of that relationship was under review, it still irked him to think about it.

"No," Pei Ye seriously replied, "My lord, I like women."

"I asked you to stop here not to look at these two, but the person behind them."

Following his direction, Zhao Lang squinted, then zoomed in on the screen.

In the background, the image of a short-haired, stern-looking woman gradually became clear.

"Her?"

"Yes." Pei Ye nodded, "I remember her; she was on the Blood bounty list before. She’s an assassin who vanished three years ago. I thought someone had put a hit on her, but she’s turned up here."

Pei Ye’s words suddenly gave Zhao Lang a whiff of different information.

He chuckled, lifted the red wine in front of him and swirled it.

"It seems many people are interested in my family’s island. Now, I really must go."