Chapter 134

Just a moment ago, the CEO had been boasting about the heart-link knot he shared with the Master—

The next, his head was rolling on the floor.

Viewers’ attention was mostly drawn to—

Damn, this scumbag of a CEO even had underhanded tricks like this. With such tight security, was he afraid of being ambushed by his own employees? Poor Shi Jian and the others—it wasn’t their methods that were flawed, it was that their enemies were too full of dirty tricks.

Who could have guessed that Shi Jian would actually use that as her breakthrough?

Clean and decisive, without a shred of hesitation—Shi Jian was like a demonic god emerging from hell: dangerous, but with a deadly allure.

It wasn’t her first time taking action, but unless directly threatened, she rarely reached for her chainsaw.

With a face and figure like the most beautiful, delicate rose from a greenhouse, her skill in combat was now top-tier.

The livestream bullet comments were going wild.

…

【Wife! Gorgeous wife, look at me!】

【Aaaaah, Ku Cha Fei Fei.】

【Unreal. This post-battle look—someone said the crazier the streamer, the more beautiful she gets. I didn’t believe it. She already looked like that, how could she get any more beautiful? Now I understand. My sisters weren’t lying.】

【Poor Tang Tian. The two of them better be okay.】

【This damn sense of security… I want to hide behind jie-jie.】

【Why did y’all mess with her, huh? See what happens now.】

“Huu—”

“Ugh… I was this close to suffocating…”

Tang Tian finally breathed in fresh air again. She collapsed onto the floor on Shi Jian’s side, clutching her neck and coughing violently, tears welling from the physical strain.

It felt like her lungs were tasting oxygen again—she was alive!

Meanwhile, Shi Jian hadn’t stopped her chainsaw. If anything, she was a little disappointed. Why wasn’t this heart-link setup one of those “one dies, the other dies too” types?

That was how it worked in the xianxia dramas she’d filmed.

Shi Jian could only chalk it up to the difference between a romantic bond and a monetary one.

Even though scenes kept flashing through her mind, they didn’t stop her from continuing to saw into the CEO’s remains.

Maybe it would still have some effect?

The ligature marks on Tang Tian’s neck stung Shi Jian’s eyes. She was now brimming with a fierce, murderous aura.

The CEO had only gotten to act arrogant for a moment, and now—even in death—he was being repeatedly “whipped.”

But it worked.

Under these rules, the Master didn’t just suffer near-fatal pain in his neck—other parts of his body were also beginning to ache. Not as severe, but still unbearable.

Gone was the half-immortal demeanor of the man who had stroked his beard and dismissed them as amateurs earlier. His beard was now soaked in blood, a matted, disgusting mess.But the Master wasn’t completely helpless either. The moment the CEO died, the heart-link between them naturally weakened, and the Master immediately formed a hand seal to sever the connection between him and the CEO.

His mood finally eased a bit.

Saw away—sawing wouldn’t affect him anymore.

But Shi Jian wasn’t following up with corpse-beating just for the sake of it. She was doing it to better chop down the Master!

And just like that, Shi Jian, wielding her chainsaw, charged straight at the Master.

Wind trailing behind her.

Even in combat mode, Shi Jian didn’t stop talking. Tang Tian heard her shout as she ran toward the Master with her back to her:

“Tang Tian, from now on, let’s never do this tragic life-or-death drama again! I’ve always preferred idol dramas—let’s do more of those!”

This was already the second time Tang Tian had willingly given herself up.

The first time was at the transit station, when a streamer reached out to Shi Jian for a team-up. Tang Tian didn’t even ask and immediately excluded herself.

The second time was just now. Shi Jian felt more anger than anything else—angry that Tang Tian gave up struggling.

She could’ve believed in Shi Jian’s ability.

Shi Jian had to make her stance clear now—no more tragedies, no self-sacrifice.

They had to be a comedy.

…

Idol drama?

Tang Tian was slightly stunned when she heard that. She knew this wasn’t the time to laugh, the tension was too high.

But she couldn’t help it—still sitting on the ground, she laughed.

“Okay!” Though her eyes were filled with tears, this time they weren’t from physical pain.

Tang Tian understood what Shi Jian meant. She had long been used to being invisible, always trying not to be a burden. She was used to being unremarkable, replaceable—easily discarded.

But Shi Jian kept showing her, with action after action: she mattered.

The exchange between Shi Jian and Tang Tian was brief, but the bond was deep. Many viewers were already flooding the chat with: 【My tears are worthless】.

Shi Jian and Tang Tian had to be a comedy. The superstar would surely have a blazing career ahead!

If the conditions allowed, Shi Jian and Tang Tian would be hugging each other tightly right now, pouring out their hearts.

Until a gentle male voice interrupted, “Actually, no need for the life-or-death scene. You could’ve just given up the mission.”

Xu An’s handsome face carried a glow of reason, like artificial intelligence. He added, “I was already about to call it off just now.”

Shi Jian: “……”

Tang Tian: “……”

Tang Tian suddenly realized, “Oh right!” Why didn’t she think of that earlier?

And side missions can be forfeited—it just requires wiping their current dungeon’s points. Tang Tian had even asked Xiao Jin about that herself.Compared to their lives, what were points worth? Even if Xu An were in danger, Shi Jian and Tang Tian would willingly give up their current mission points.

Tang Tian: Maybe I just lost my head in that moment.

Shi Jian hadn’t thought about that either.

You could only say that concern clouds judgment, and in a crisis, you can't think of everything.

Shi Jian’s chainsaw, fueled with rage, was already sawing toward the Master, her mind full of the red choke marks on Tang Tian’s neck.

At this point, Shi Jian wasn’t just fighting for the Time Reversal Card—she wanted the Master to pay.

Who the hell do you think you are, choking people like that!

But this time too, she only hit a scarecrow.

The Master stood not far away, clearly shaken.

…

Tang Tian pulled her focus back and glared at the endless stream of scarecrows, about to explode, “Why does she have so many? Is this ever gonna end?”

Xu An spoke beside her, voice firm, “They’ll run out.”

Then he turned to Shi Jian, “Shi Jian, keep sawing him!”

“Got it!”

Truthfully, Shi Jian didn’t need him to say it—she was already doing just that.

Like a husky on a rampage, she swung her chainsaw with wild destructive force, the most delicate pale hands wielding the fiercest blade, pressing closer to the Master step by step.

Tang Tian didn’t understand—why?

A lot of viewers in the livestream didn’t get it either. At that moment, they were just as confused as Tang Tian.

What kind of silent game were they playing?

But there was nothing to hide. Shi Jian kept sawing as she said, “His pouch is getting tighter…”

Xu An had judged it by the same detail.

Tang Tian and the audience looked in the direction Shi Jian indicated.

There was a cloth pouch tied to the Master’s waist. It had looked stuffed earlier—he’d even pulled scarecrows out from it.

But at some point, it had visibly shrunk. Now it looked nearly empty.

Shi Jian suspected the scarecrows could be used up—but the chainsaw could be swung endlessly.

So, drain him dry!

Though the Master tried hard to cover it up, the flicker of panic in his eyes gave him away.

Shi Jian and Xu An had seen right through it—his scarecrows weren’t infinite.

…

While dealing with the Master, Shi Jian didn’t let Xu An or Tang Tian come too close—after all, a chainsaw doesn’t see who it hits.Better not accidentally hurt them.

But once Tang Tian had caught her breath, she seized the right moment and used the stapler, trying to pin the Master to the table.

She didn’t manage to pin the Master—but one scarecrow down.

Shi Jian kept pressing in, and the Master kept throwing scarecrows.

“I still underestimated you.”

Sweat had already formed on the Master’s forehead. He knew he couldn’t go on like this—things were going very badly. He had underestimated this so-called Shi Jian fairy.

The Master had come to the Gongfu Company to save the Boss, but he hadn’t planned on getting himself killed too.

And now the Boss was deader than dead.

So, the Master made another move.

Tang Tian gasped, “What is he doing?!”

Shi Jian had just sliced a scarecrow clean in half.

The Master held a stick of incense in his hand. A thick temple smell—reportedly the same scent that clung to employees who had died suddenly—quickly spread out.

Xu An reminded Shi Jian, “Look at the door.”

Shi Jian whipped her head in that direction.

With several pairs of eyes locked on them, it was impossible to ignore. After lighting the incense, the Master had actually summoned over a dozen employees.

Male and female, tall and short, fat and thin—but all of them faced Shi Jian and the others with the exact same smile.

The same curve, showing exactly eight teeth.

The scene was unbelievably eerie.

Tang Tian hadn’t expected the Master to be able to summon people with incense. Among them, she even saw the notorious overachiever from the office—

Xiao Sun.

Xiao Sun had been in the same office with her before. He had suddenly died. Now seeing him again, it was clear he was no longer a normal person.

“So, these are the employees who were killed by the dark arts?”

Shi Jian: …

Looks like it.

After calling in the reinforcements, the Master blended in among them, the corners of his lips curling up.

He had more than just scarecrows.

“Enjoy yourselves. Goodbye—”

The Master had already retreated to the very back. He waved smugly at Shi Jian and the others, and as if remembering something, added, “Oh right, not like we’ll have a chance to meet again. You’re all going to die soon, after all.”

The word “die” was stressed heavily.

Viewers in the livestream felt their hearts clench again.Shi Jian couldn’t easily get through a dozen corpses with unknown strength using just a chainsaw. She saw that the Master was still trying to escape and even provoking them like crazy.

Shi Jian pointed at the Master, who hadn’t yet slipped away, while facing the gloomy, staring employees. Her tone sounded like she was sharing a little secret.

“He let you all out to work while he’s planning to go back and have fun.”

Master: ???

He wasn’t, he didn’t—stop making things up!

This was pure slander.

Yes, he was trying to run, but to put it plainly, he was trying to survive.

But Shi Jian kept running her mouth.

“You’re all ghosts now, right?”

She didn’t need an answer. Shi Jian could carry a whole play by herself. She sighed.

“You’re already ghosts, so why are you still letting someone control you? Working overtime when alive was one thing, but now that you’re dead, shouldn’t you live a free-spirited afterlife? Otherwise, what’s the point?”

“Come on, let me help you start a rebellion. One Hundred Things Every Office Ghost Must Do, number one: smash the head of the bastard who summoned you and made you work overtime!”

Shi Jian: Sweethearts, go on—just aim for the bearded bastard’s head.

The Master had previously said he admired Shi Jian for being such a sweet-talking trickster. Right now, that admiration was completely gone.