After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 51: Protective Amulet

If Wu Bianming wanted to kill right at midnight, he would need to make thorough preparations a few minutes in advance.

Killing an ordinary person in five minutes might not be difficult.

But the people here were all players with skills.

Although Yu Li didn’t know what Cen Xiu and Yu Haoye’s abilities were, she could tell that neither of them had any offensive power—likely some kind of support skills.

The sound of hurried, panicked footsteps grew closer, and soon, the figure came into view.

It was the one who had screamed earlier—Yu Haoye!

However, compared to when he left, he now looked utterly disheveled.

His mouth had been tightly sealed with multiple layers of duct tape, and he was desperately tugging at it. Blood streamed down from a large wound on his forehead, his backpack was missing, and his clothes were covered in dust—he looked like he had taken a nasty fall somewhere.

Upon seeing Yu Li and Cen Xiu, his emotions flared up even more. He let out muffled cries through the tape, his reddened eyes wide with desperation.

Unfortunately, the tape was too tight. Even as the veins bulged on his forehead, he still couldn’t get a single word out.

Cen Xiu noticed the fear in his eyes and quickly pulled a small knife from his bag. As soon as Yu Haoye reached them, he sliced the tape off his mouth.

"What happened? Who did this to you?!"

As soon as his mouth was free, Yu Haoye didn’t even pause to register the pain. He immediately looked behind him, checking to see if something was following. Only after confirming that it hadn't caught up did he finally speak, his voice filled with the terror of someone who had barely escaped death.

"Someone's dead! We can't go that way! There's a ghost waiting for us up ahead!"

He had been running when, out of nowhere, a desk had slammed into his forehead. Before he could react, duct tape materialized from behind him, wrapping around his mouth over and over in an attempt to suffocate him.

Luckily, Yu Haoye had quick reflexes. Realizing the ghost was about to bind his hands next, he had swung his backpack backward with all his might.

He had hit something, but he hadn’t dared to check what it was. He didn’t even try to retrieve his flashlight—he simply ran for his life.

And that’s when he had run into Cen Xiu and the others.

Just as he finished speaking, a harsh scraping noise suddenly rang out from the darkness behind them—the unmistakable sound of desks and chairs being dragged across the floor.

The piercing screech was jarring in the stillness of the night, like a serial killer dragging chains toward his next victim.

Yu Haoye’s body trembled violently at the sound, his mind sounding alarms.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Yu Li standing nearby. Without a second thought, he grabbed her and yanked her in front of himself—hiding perfectly behind her.

After all, she was just an NPC. If anyone had to die, it should be her.

He was a player. His life was far more valuable than an NPC's!

Cen Xiu hadn’t expected him to act this way and instinctively blurted out:

“What the f*ck, man?!”

He actually hid behind a woman?!

——

【Damn, I just got here and already witnessed such a pathetic scene.】

【Unbelievable. Yu Haoye, I genuinely don’t even know what to say.】

【Using Qing Li as a shield, huh? Well, gotta admit, solid choice. That woman’s terrifying—those ghosts wouldn’t dare touch her.】

【She’s working with the ghosts anyway. Of course, they won’t hurt her.】

【Yeah, but still… Yu Haoye, this is too spineless. If Qing Li were just a regular NPC, wouldn’t she have died right here?】

【Right? And this guy is supposed to be a veteran actor? Is this how he’s been surviving?】

Cen Xiu was just as shocked. He had never realized how desperate Yu Haoye was to save his own skin.

If the audience saw this, his rating would definitely drop.

Did he not care about his score anymore?

Cen Xiu suddenly recalled that he and Yu Haoye were still in a partnership. A cold chuckle escaped his lips.

That deal must have been a lie too.

——

Meanwhile, the desks that had been charging at them suddenly slowed down, then came to a complete stop right in front of Yu Li.

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The woman lowered her gaze to the desks, her lips curling into a slight smirk as she let out an almost imperceptible “Tch.”

She glanced at the hand gripping her arm and coldly brushed it off. Then, narrowing her eyes, she turned to Yu Haoye.

"Are you trying to sell me out?"

Yu Haoye hadn’t expected this outcome. He stared at Yu Li’s face, then at the desks in front of her.

The first thing that came out of his mouth was:

"Why didn’t they hit you?"

The second:

"You’re hiding something that keeps you safe, aren’t you?!"

Yu Li gazed at him silently for a few seconds before suddenly chuckling.

"That’s right. Since I’m here, did you really think I’d come without any protection?"

As she spoke, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a wooden talisman.

"Peachwood amulet. I paid a fortune for this—it’s been blessed by a master. It can protect me from danger four times. That desk just now was the third. There’s only one use left before it breaks."

The dim flashlight beam illuminated the wooden pendant.

Intricate runes were carved into its surface, and sure enough, several visible cracks ran through it, as if it were on the verge of shattering.

Yu Haoye’s eyes lit up—but then his expression darkened, his brows furrowing.

"If you had something like this, why didn’t you take it out earlier?"

Why would an NPC hold onto such a valuable item instead of using it for the group?

Yu Li’s smirk grew more mocking as she deliberately tucked the amulet back into her pocket, replying in a casual tone:

"Because it’s a life-saving item. You can’t just use it whenever. You have to wait for the right moment, don’t you?"

Yu Haoye’s gaze followed her hand, his eyes flickering with greed as they lingered on her pocket.

It was clear he wasn’t thinking anything good.

Still, he scoffed, keeping up appearances. "Tch, no wonder you’re not afraid."

——

【Damn, Qing Li actually had something this powerful? So the reason she survived on the rooftop was because of that amulet?】

【Yeah, makes sense. One use for Bo Jingmo, one for Wu Bianming, and one just now. That’s three.】

【So she was just bluffing the whole time? If someone tests her again, she’s finished.】

【Exactly. I thought she was really strong, but I guess not.】

【Makes sense, though. Qing Li’s just a normal person. If she could physically take down ghosts, she wouldn’t need all these tricks.】

【Yu Haoye’s totally eyeing that amulet.】

【Dude, no way. Hiding behind someone is bad enough, but now he wants to steal from her too?】

【This is my first time watching Yu Haoye act. I used to think he was hardworking despite being an extra, but this? This is pathetic.】

【Uh… isn’t it almost midnight?】

As soon as that message popped up, Cen Xiu’s slightly tense voice cut through the darkness.

"Guys, stop talking. It’s already 11:58."

The moment he finished speaking, both their flashlights suddenly went out.

Darkness swallowed them whole.

"Sh*t! Are they out of battery?!"

Cen Xiu yelped in panic. "D-Don’t worry! I have spare ones in my bag!"

A rustling sound followed as he rummaged through his pack.

But just then—

From within the pitch-black void, an ice-cold hand suddenly clamped onto his wrist.

Its touch was like something that had been left in a freezer for days.

Cen Xiu’s heart nearly stopped.

His legs went weak, his hands trembled, and his backpack slipped from his grasp.

But he didn’t care about that anymore.

Because the sensation on his wrist sent his heart pounding up into his throat—

And before he could even think—

He screamed.

"Aaaaaah! Something's grabbing me! Don’t touch me! F*ck!!!"

But that hand only tightened its grip. The rough, calloused palm dug into Cen Xiu’s wrist, yanking him outward with a force so overwhelming it filled him with utter despair.

He didn’t want to die.

Clinging desperately to the wall, he sobbed uncontrollably, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Why him?! Why was it only grabbing him?!

"F*cking hell, let go of me! Aaaaaah! I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?! I won’t film this stuff anymore! Never again!"

Even in this dire moment, he somehow still managed to stick to his character setting.

Then, he suddenly remembered the protective amulet Yu Li had.

With a trembling voice, he wailed in desperation, "Sis! Sis! My dear sister! I’m begging you! Save me! I swear, I’ll repay you in my next life! I’ll be your slave! Aaaaaah, stop pulling me! I can’t hold on much longer!"

Cen Xiu didn’t actually expect to be saved. He was just struggling instinctively in his final moments of despair.

Yu Li had never particularly liked him, and besides, she only had one use left on her amulet.

There was no way she would waste it on him.

The more he thought about it, the more hopeless he became.

Maybe… maybe it was better to just let go and get it over with.

F*ck this damn system!

Why the hell did it keep throwing him into ghost-infested instances?!

But just as he was about to give up—

Yu Li suddenly spoke.

"Alright, I’ll save you."