After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 53: Did You Think You Wouldn’t Die?

The moment that comment appeared, every viewer’s attention snapped to the screen.

All eyes locked onto the scene, ears straining to catch the faintest sound.

【Holy sh*t, I hear it too.】

【Who is it? Who’s coming?】

【Blind guess—Qing Li.】

Lying on the ground, Yu Haoye also heard the approaching footsteps.

His body stiffened, and he narrowed his eyes, turning toward the source of the sound.

When he finally saw the person’s face, he froze, then frowned deeply as he muttered:

"…Qing Li?"

Wasn’t she supposed to be with Cen Xiu? Why was she here alone?

In the darkness, the woman strolled toward him, arms crossed lazily over her chest.

Her usual relaxed demeanor remained unchanged—even the casual smile on her lips was the same as always.

Seeing Yu Haoye staring at her, she let out a soft, playful laugh.

"Oh? Still not dead?"

Yu Haoye’s lips twitched.

Hah. What was that tone? Surprised?

Did she really think he’d die so easily?

He had survived multiple instances—how could he possibly go down that fast?

Just as he was about to sneer back, the woman spoke again.

"Well, that’s good. Because if you had just died like that, I’d be really upset."

——

She suddenly pulled out her phone, tilting the screen so he could see it.

The display showed a countdown timer, ticking away—drip, drip, drip—like the sound of a death clock.

Standing above him, Yu Li gazed down at him with cold amusement, speaking at a slow, deliberate pace.

"Yu Haoye, do you know how much you can do in sixty seconds?"

"Looks short, doesn’t it? But actually, it’s more than enough time."

Though she wasn’t looking at the screen, her sense of time was frighteningly precise.

She gave her phone a light shake, smiling as she continued.

"It took me twenty seconds to walk over here. Another ten seconds to talk."

Yu Haoye’s pupils dilated in fear.

Because at that moment—

A knife appeared in her hand.

——

The small blade spun effortlessly between her slender fingers, gleaming under the dim light.

The ease with which she handled it… the casual flicks of her wrist…

It wasn’t just skilled.

It was habitual.

Seeing the fear on his face, the woman smiled again—a soft, almost gentle smile.

Then, crouching beside him, she pressed the blade to his chest.

"You know, I really hate it when people try to use me."

"Of course, I don’t mind using other people. You could always try to kill me too."

"Just like how I’m about to kill you now."

——

SHLICK.

The knife plunged into his flesh.

A wet, sickening sound filled the air.

Blood gushed from the wound, spilling onto the cold floor.

Yu Haoye’s body convulsed violently. His lips quivered as blood bubbled up from his throat, choking off any screams before they could escape.

No way…

His hands trembled, but he couldn’t fight back.

A delayed, horrifying realization finally hit him—

He was actually going to die.

No…

But he had already survived past midnight…

He wasn’t supposed to die…

——

"Did you think you wouldn’t die?"

The woman’s voice was gentle, her lips curling into a smile.

But her fox-like eyes remained cold and lifeless.

Her grip on the knife tightened, pushing the blade deeper—slowly, agonizingly.

It wasn’t a clean kill.

It was a slow, torturous execution.

The pain was excruciating.

Yu Haoye squeezed his eyes shut, sweat dripping from his forehead.

His teeth clenched so hard it felt like they might shatter.

His limbs twitched uncontrollably, every nerve screaming in agony—

Like his tendons were being severed, one by one.

He could hear it.

The wet tear of flesh.

The sharp snap of nerves breaking apart.

The sound echoed inside his skull, a high-pitched ringing of pure, unbearable agony.

NO…!

——

His eyes glazed over.

His body went limp.

His vision blurred at the edges, fading into blackness—

Yet, her voice remained crystal clear.

Low, mocking, like a devil whispering in his ear.

"Did you really think you were safe just because it passed midnight?"

She glanced at the screen, chuckling softly.

Then, she leaned in, her lips nearly brushing his ear as she whispered, in a voice only the two of them could hear—

"Oh, and by the way—"

"That protective talisman you took? It’s fake.

It never protected you from anything."

——

The final revelation crashed over him like a tidal wave.

His fingers twitched violently, his body spasming in a desperate, final struggle.

His eyes widened in utter disbelief.

He had been played.

From the very beginning.

——

Ten seconds left.

His chest seized.

His breath hitched.

And as the countdown on the phone screen reached zero—

His body stiffened.

His vision snapped into darkness.

Yu Haoye was dead.

——

At that exact moment, the phone screen ticked over to 12:01 AM.

Yu Haoye hadn’t broken the midnight death rule.

He still died.

But he wasn’t killed by a ghost.

He died at the hands of the NPC he had always looked down on.

——

The livestream chat exploded.

【Wow. The irony. Yu Haoye always thought he was better than NPCs and new players… and yet he died at an NPC’s hands.】

【Holy sh*t, did you see how smoothly Qing Li killed him? She was actually smiling the whole time.】

【That was terrifying… is she a psychopath?】

【You think someone who bullied her classmates and let ghosts run wild for personal gain is normal? She’s clearly insane.】

【Did anyone catch what she whispered to him at the end? It looked like whatever she said made him freak out.】

【No, I couldn’t hear it. The system seemed to mute it on purpose. Maybe it was too inappropriate?】

【LMAO, inappropriate? Dude, this is the film set system. If that was an issue, half this place would be banned.】

【I’m starting to worry about the other players. This woman holds grudges badly.】

【Wasn’t she planning to kill Jiang Xi and Hou Liang to cover up her secret? This is terrifying… Jiang Xi, stay safe!】

【Don’t worry, Jiang Xi has already figured her out.】

【But what if… Qing Li knows that he knows? She’s not stupid…】

【YES! FULL CONFRONTATION! LET THE CHAOS BEGIN! HAHAHA!】

——

Yu Li stood up, watching the man’s lifeless body grow cold.

She pulled a handkerchief from her pocket, casually wiping away the blood on her fingers.

Then, without a second glance, she tossed it onto Yu Haoye’s corpse.

The delicate fabric fluttered through the air—

Before landing perfectly over the knife embedded in his chest.

Wu Bianming stood behind her, watching as she smiled while killing Yu Haoye.

A flicker of complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.

This Qing Li…

She was even more ruthless than before.

If she could become a ghost under his control, maybe—just maybe—she could even replace Bo Jingmo.

Just as that thought crossed his mind, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

——

"Thanks for the knife, Teacher Wu.

You can pull it out yourself later. I’m not dealing with the cleanup—it’s a bit too messy for me. Hope you understand."

——

"……"

Wu Bianming silently glanced at Yu Haoye’s corpse on the ground.

Then, without a word, he cast a look toward the group of ghost students who were still standing there, completely stunned.

The realization snapped them out of their daze.

One of the ghosts stepped forward, crouching beside Yu Haoye’s lifeless body.

And in the very next second—

The dead man stood back up.

——

His eyes rolled back, showing only the whites.

A knife was still embedded in his back, blood soaking his entire body.

Without a single sound, his stiff limbs began moving in a single direction.

Yet—

His feet never lifted off the ground.

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Instead, his body glided forward, leaving behind a dragging trail across the floor.

——

So that’s how those marks outside had been made.

——

Now that she saw it with her own eyes, there really was a certain zombie-like quality to what Hou Liang had described earlier.

——

Faced with such an eerie sight, Yu Li merely glanced at it once before shifting her gaze away.

Her face showed no change in expression—as if she had seen it all before.

——

Wu Bianming, who had initially planned to make a mocking remark, found himself forcing his lips shut instead.

Damn it.

Was this brat not afraid of anything?!