Chapter 82: The Unlucky Villain’s Lucky Koi Little Companion Player (8)

Chapter 82: The Unlucky Villain's Lucky Koi Little Companion Player (8)

This was the beginning of Duan Tianhe's descent into darkness.

When he realized he could control life, it was as if he had been given the power to decide the fate of others.

This power was terrifying and uncontrollable.

It caused the seeds of evil, long buried in his heart, to expand infinitely, eventually becoming the desire that ruled him.

No one could stop him. Everyone feared him. They were terrified of him.

How could someone so unlucky be allowed to exist among them?

So they began to drive him out.

And then things became uncontrollable.

The more Duan Tianhe was expelled, despised, and feared, the unluckier he became.

Earthquakes, floods, tornadoes... these seemingly uncontrollable natural disasters occurred wherever he went.

Each time, countless lives were lost, and each time, only he survived.

In the end, the earthquakes turned into ground fissures, and the floods submerged the land. This world became a living hell.

This beautiful world was reduced to a grain of sand in the vast universe and disappeared.

After reading the villain's background, Song Chuyi sighed and said, "There's really something metaphysical about Duan Tianhe."

He's unlucky, yes.

But every time, he survives, which is, in a way, a kind of luck.

Song Chuyi stretched and poked the little white bun in his mind.

"Xiaotong, the energy came back just in time."

Xiaotong: "Hehe."

"But why did the main system suddenly return the energy to you?" Song Chuyi asked curiously.

Xiaotong: "I went to the main system and cried. Maybe the main system took pity on me~"

Song Chuyi: ...

He suspected the main system probably found the little one too annoying.

After all, he had experienced firsthand how clingy the little one could get when crying.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He glanced at his phone. His call with Duan Tianhe had been disconnected for ten minutes.

He was probably asleep.

At this time, he shouldn't have been on the cruise ship yet. As long as he could prevent him from boarding the cruise, he should be able to avoid at least some of what was to come, right?

He remembered Duan Tianhe wasn't supposed to board the cruise for another month. He still had time.

Thinking this, Song Chuyi relaxed a little.

He lay on the sofa and sent a message.

"Boss fell asleep? Good night then."

Unexpectedly, the reply came instantly: "Not asleep."

Song Chuyi: "Then why aren't you sleeping, boss? Let's play games together tomorrow!"

Duan Tianhe: "Got some things to do tomorrow, won't be able to play games."

Song Chuyi was puzzled. What could Duan Tianhe possibly be busy with?

Another message came quickly after, "Going to attend a yacht party tomorrow, probably won't be back until the day after."

Song Chuyi instantly sat up, his fingers tapping rapidly on the screen, almost sparking.

"Yacht party? What yacht party?"

It seemed Duan Tianhe found typing troublesome and directly called over a voice chat.

Song Chuyi picked it up immediately, "Boss, what yacht party?"

Could this be the turning point? But the timing wasn't right, it was supposed to be a month later.

"A private yacht party," Duan Tianhe seemed unwilling to talk much about it, chuckling softly, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Thinking about the yacht party, Song Chuyi said casually, "I'm not sleepy."

"Is it necessary for you to go to that yacht party?"

His voice carried a hint of grievance.

"Can't you stay home and play games with me?"

"I can pay you, if that helps."

Duan Tianhe was silent for two seconds, "Sorry."

Song Chuyi was about to say something more, but his phone shut down automatically due to low battery.

He hurriedly looked for a charger to power it back up.

Next door, Duan Tianhe stared at the disconnected voice call and transferred 100,000 to the other party.

"Tomorrow, you play first. Wait for me to come back and keep you company the day after tomorrow."

A full minute passed, and the transfer was still not accepted.

Duan Tianhe frowned and instinctively took out a cigarette to put in his mouth.

"Mad at me?"

Still, no reply.

The plan was already set; there was no way he could not go.

But the little companion player really seemed to be angry.

Duan Tianhe sighed and transferred another 100,000.

"Don't be mad, I'll definitely come back to keep you company the day after tomorrow."

Still no response.

In the end, he transferred all the money he had, leaving only 100 yuan for a taxi fare.

"A'Chu Chu, when I come back, can we meet, please?"

……

Song Chuyi looked at his phone that wouldn't charge and scratched his head.

"How did it break?"

"Forget it, I'll go buy a new phone first."

He put on his clothes and left, buying a new phone. After logging into WeChat, he realized that the previous chat records were gone because he had switched phones.

Seeing that Duan Tianhe hadn't sent any new messages, he shoved the phone in his pocket, put on a hat, and after a few detours, arrived at a suburban internet cafe.

This place didn't require IDs to use the internet, nor did it have cameras, making it hard to be traced.

The environment wasn't great, but thinking of the task at hand, he endured it.

Song Chuyi asked for a private booth and his fingers flew across the keyboard. Soon, he found the guest list of the private yacht.

The list was confirmed, and it was clearly impossible to add anyone to it.

He had to shift his focus to the staff. He added his name to the staff list and conveniently found their WeChat group, using special methods to get himself added.

Of course, all of this was illegal, but he had no other choice.

Xiaotong watched his host's operation with wide eyes.

"Host, how do you know hacking techniques?"

Song Chuyi erased his traces and casually replied, "If you stayed awake long enough, you'd learn a lot of things too."

In the long, lonely years, only constant learning could bring a sense of fulfillment.

Song Chuyi lowered his hat and checked the time.

The staff were scheduled to gather at 5 AM; it was already 3 AM, and it would take him an hour and a half to reach the port.

The timing was perfect.

Song Chuyi quickly left the internet cafe and headed to the port.

At 4:30 AM, Song Chuyi arrived at the port and saw the yacht docked there.

The yacht wasn't large, just a small one that could hold about a thousand people.

From the outside, it looked a bit old, probably having been around for some years.

Song Chuyi observed the exterior of the yacht but found no visible issues.

The sinking might have been caused by internal problems.

With this doubt in mind, Song Chuyi joined the other staff for a brief training session and to change clothes.

Time flew by, and it was already 7 AM.

In an apartment building, Duan Tianhe walked out carrying a suitcase.

Instead of heading to the elevator, he went to Song Chuyi's door and knocked softly.

Silence.

His eyes dimmed, and he whispered, "Still mad?"

Was it because the money transferred wasn't enough?

"Wait for me."

When he got the ten million, he'd give it all to him. Wouldn't that stop the little companion player from being angry?