Chapter 156
Chapter 156 A Thankless Task
Xia Xinyan frowned slightly.
She wasn’t stingy about helping them, but she didn’t like Su Xiaobai’s mindset. People who place too much hope in others might easily turn that hope into resentment if they don’t receive the expected help.
In her previous life, she encountered several situations like this, and it made her puzzled about what those people were thinking.
But…
Forget it, let’s help them.
“Step back.”
She looked up at the height of the spikes inside the prison cell, urging the two inside to move away from the iron bars. Then, with a swift motion, her tail swung toward several iron bars in the middle—
However, upon striking the bars, her tail only sent a shower of sparks flying and not a single bar was cut.
The spikes on the ceiling also suddenly dropped a significant distance from her strike.
“No good,” she shook her tail and replied in a deep voice, “I can’t break these iron bars. This shouldn’t be the escape route prepared for you by the dungeon.”
Su Xiaobai was stunned and then turned to Ling Mo: “Can’t Ling Mo’s abilities create anything? Can’t you just conjure a chainsaw to cut down these iron bars?”
“The sharpness of Xinyan’s tail is far greater than the chainsaw I can materialize. If she can’t cut through, the chainsaw won’t work either,” Ling Mo shook his head.
But Su Xiaobai didn’t understand this logic: “How would we know without trying? They’re just iron bars, how tough can they be?”
Ling Mo frowned.
He had met a boisterous person before, but this girl was really getting on his nerves with her carefree attitude.
However, since Xia Xinyan was by his side, he kept his cool and raised his hand to conjure a chainsaw. Once activated, he began sawing at the iron bars.
The chainsaw immediately clashed with the iron bars, creating intense sparks, but before even two seconds had passed, Sun Yang suddenly yelled out: “Stop! Stop! The spikes are coming down!!”
Ling Mo quickly withdrew.
Xia Xinyan noticed: “As long as we attack these iron bars, the spikes will fall faster. This way, we can’t help you.”
Su Xiaobai nervously glanced at the spikes that were now dangerously low: “How about… Ling Mo conjures a bomb to blow a hole for us to escape? Just one attack should do, the spikes shouldn’t drop from that, right?”
“No way, the blast from a bomb powerful enough to exceed Xinyan’s attack would definitely hurt you,” Ling Mo shook his head.
“It’s fine,” Su Xiaobai said with a carefree attitude, “We’re going to die anyway. Let’s take a gamble; we won’t blame you!”
Xia Xinyan frowned slightly and discreetly stood in front of Ling Mo: “This game doesn’t set players in a dead end where they can only wait to die. Even if we don’t come here, there must be ways for you to save yourselves. Quick! Search while there’s still time.”
Both she and Ling Mo had done their part to help. As for Su Xiaobai’s suggestion, even if Ling Mo was willing, she wouldn’t let him do that.
Putting aside whether it could succeed, and without considering if Su Xiaobai and the others would blame Ling Mo if they were hurt, the unavoidable injuries alone were not worth it for Ling Mo to take that risk.
Even if Su Xiaobai requested it, if there were injuries, Ling Mo wouldn’t be exempt from friendly fire penalties. And if he accidentally killed them, he would immediately become a red-named player. Although if he gained their forgiveness, he could remove the red name early—after all, they weren’t familiar enough. Xia Xinyan couldn’t guarantee they would choose to forgive him. Compared to the potential rewards that might be nonexistent, this was simply not worth it.
She wasn’t a saint; if those two relied solely on them for escape, she would just have to let them down.
Su Xiaobai was still unwilling to give up: “The spikes are dropping! Besides, we’ve already looked for ways to escape and found nothing! Can’t you please think of a way to save us? It won’t cost you anything! After we clear the dungeon, we can give you game points!”
“Sorry, we don’t need your game points,” Xia Xinyan’s expression hardened, “In this game, you must rely on yourself, not lean on others. We can only help you this far. Mo Mo, let’s go.”
With that, she turned and walked confidently toward the exit of the prison cell.
Ling Mo dispersed the chainsaw in his hand and followed suit, ignoring Su Xiaobai’s pleas without stopping.
Murong Yue, who had enjoyed the spectacle, also followed suit, leaving only Su Xiaobai and Sun Yang behind in the cell.
Seeing the hope vanish, Su Xiaobai was now completely shocked and disappointed. Even though their figures had disappeared, she still shouted toward that direction: “You clearly have the strength to help us! Why won’t you even lend us this little bit of help?! I didn’t ask you to carry us through the whole game!”
Receiving no response, she finally burst into tears: “Being good at games makes you amazing?! Not even helping your companions in danger, you’re all a bunch of selfish ghosts! You’re not even worthy of being called gods! I’m never watching your videos again!”
“…Are you done yet?!” Sun Yang finally couldn’t hold back. “If you hadn’t been fooled by that Yan guy in the first place, would we be in this position?! I told you, that group was never going to have good intentions! And you still hoped they’d save us?! Now look where we are?! We’re all stuck here waiting to die!”
“You… you’re yelling at me…” Su Xiaobai’s crying paused, her face filled with more grievance.
Sun Yang couldn’t bear to see her like this and chose to log off.
Anyone who wants to play this game can go ahead; he wasn’t playing this dungeon anymore.
Seeing him suddenly vanish in a flash of white light, Su Xiaobai cried even louder: “Why does everyone hate us so much?!”
……
On the other side, Xia Xinyan and the others were still discussing what had just transpired.
“Tsk tsk, this is the first time I’ve met a girl like that in my life,” Murong Yue remarked with a face full of emotion, “If it were me, I’d have pretended not to see and just walked away. Now we can’t save anyone and end up being hated. Talk about a thankless job.”
“She hates us?” Ling Mo raised an eyebrow, “I haven’t even hated her yet, but she’s gone ahead and hated us?”
“What else could it be? Didn’t you hear her shouting earlier? She probably flipped from fan to hater right there.”
“Pfft, let her flip then. I’m not a celebrity; why should I care about this stuff?” Ling Mo scoffed, “She doesn’t even understand who her real enemies are; her brain seems not to work well. I feel sorry for that guy who’s stuck with a girlfriend like her.”
Murong Yue chuckled lightly but didn’t reply.
Xia Xinyan’s expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.
After witnessing such events in her previous life, she was no longer surprised by situations like this.
But she was still a bit puzzled—
Why do those people choose to hate those who fail to pull them out of their predicaments rather than those who put them in those situations?
She couldn’t understand what those people were thinking.
All she knew was they had successfully made some enemies.
Although those enemies might not be that strong.