The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1202 One Hundred Percent (Part 8)

Lin Jiuniang excitedly made her choice.

It wasn't until the prompt to complete the selection that she suddenly remembered—

I haven't compared the matching values ​​yet.

Why would she act so impulsively?
This doesn't seem like her at all.

She felt regretful, but thinking about the remaining people, was there really anyone with a higher match value than Valentine and her?
Lin Jiuniang expressed her doubts.

However, she ultimately did not waste the opportunity.

Erica's card is still in the left slot.

Lin Jiuniang stared at the remaining cards for a long time, and as if possessed, picked up Liu Sheng's card and put it into the slot on the right.

Two seconds later.

Lin Jiuniang's heart skipped a beat—

The indicator light on the right is on.

How can it be?

At this moment, another sentence appeared on the screen:

[Hidden Rule: Popular guests can undergo an additional matching comparison.]

You have one more chance.

Lin Jiuniang's pupils contracted slightly.

There really was a hidden perk!
Liu Sheng and those guys are really tight-lipped!

They never revealed it!

However, Lin Jiuniang thought for a moment—

If it were her, she definitely wouldn't have revealed it.

Otherwise, those people hiding in the shadows wouldn't have so easily handed over this position to her just to kill her.

Think about who to compare yourself to next.

It's impossible that Liu Sheng is still higher, right?
Her gaze fell on Valentine's cards.

Although the person is dead, the cards are still there.

It's unclear whether it's out of obsession or because she still has no clue about this matching value mechanism.

She eventually picked up the card.

Anyway, it's all about taking a chance, let's see.

However, not long after the card was placed down, the indicator light above "Liu Sheng's" head lit up again.

Lin Jiuniang was now feeling rather uncomfortable.

It was actually taller than Valentine, which she had always thought was the tallest?

So the one she's always wanted to kill is the one with the highest match value?

As Lin Jiuniang considered this possibility, her gaze fell once again on the romantic dessert shop in option B, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat.

just in case……

What if Liu Sheng really dies inside?

She frantically tried to find a place to cancel.

However, this screen doesn't have any buttons to undo the previous option; instead, it coldly urges you on:
[Selection confirmed.]

Please leave the small green room as soon as possible.

Lin Jiuniang dragged her heavy steps as she pushed open the door and went out.

He bumped into Liu Sheng head-on.

Her eyes were still so clear, as if you could see right through them, unlike the others here.

Lin Jiuniang even felt that she had never seen such a person on the planet Banlan.

"I didn't expect you to take so long and have such a hard time making a decision?"

"……good."

Liu Sheng smiled faintly, walked past her, and entered the small green house.

When he came out, his expression remained unchanged, as if he had no objection to Lin Jiuniang's arrangements.

The two of them waited by the door.

Once your respective date partners arrive, you can set off.

The atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Lin Jiuniang didn't know how to face Liu Sheng.

If it's still purely about wanting to kill her, that's fine.

However, now...

"Have you ever thought about what the matching value actually is?" Liu Sheng suddenly asked in a low voice.

Lin Jiuniang was slightly taken aback: "What?"

Liu Sheng smiled and said, "You should think about it."

Just then, Sophie came out of the little green room.

He said to Liu Sheng:
"It's you again."

"You said that if we met again, I probably wouldn't want to kill you, and you were right."

The two were speaking words that only they could understand.

They then got into a pink car and headed to a romantic dessert shop.

Lin Jiuniang swallowed her thousand words in the end.

Not long after, Erica also came out of the Green Room.

"go?"

"Let's go."

The two got into the car.

The car slowly drove away from the cottage.

Erica was the first to break the deadlock.

"I didn't expect you to choose me."

Lin Jiuniang's heart tightened slightly.

“I should say I know you deliberately chose me, wanting Liu Sheng and Sophie to be together,” Erica said calmly. “Not just me, they probably can see it too.”

"Besides, it might not be so easy for you to use that dessert shop to kill them. From my observation, that Liu Sheng is really strong."

Lin Jiuniang's breath hitched slightly.

Of course it's strong.

If it weren't for that, she would have already...

"Did you try to kill her?"

Just then, Erica suddenly leaned closer and asked.

She exudes a cool, neutral fragrance that perfectly complements her sharp and capable demeanor.

"Kill...who?"

"Who you were thinking about just now, that's who I'm talking about."

Erica's eyes are deep.

Like a deep well of gravity, it can suck in all pretense, leaving only the pure and unmasked side.

Lin Jiuniang calmed down.

"Now that we can kill each other, don't you want to kill... anyone else who gets in the way?"

"Yes, but I advise you not to touch Liu Sheng."

"why?"

"Because she's not in the way."

Lin Jiuniang frowned.

She had no idea when Liu Sheng had gotten in touch with Erica.

"Also... things like Yunshang."

Erica said it lightly.

This made Lin Jiuniang's heart skip a beat again.

"If you want to use the same trick on me again, you'd better think twice. In terms of combat ability, I am much stronger than you."

Lin Jiuniang was of course aware of the Tailan family's "Gravity Hunter" ability—they could release a collapsing force field similar to a black hole with a wave of their hand, and no amount of blood offspring would be enough to fill it.

"I have no intention of doing that."

"That's good."

There was silence for a moment.

We finally arrived at our destination.

Memories of the photo studio.

The place that Lin Jiuniang specially chose.

Erica had been here before, and although the experience didn't end well, it's always better to have some experience than nothing.

Lin Jiuniang chose this place because she felt that compared to projects that required cutting flesh and selling blood, the harm caused by the photo studio was relatively controllable.

As long as you control your thoughts, the danger won't be too great.

Moreover, even if something really happens, she has offspring who can take the blame for her.

As soon as she got out of the car, Erica whispered:
"Let's chat more later, think about happy things, and try not to think about the bad things."

"There's a meditation mantra; memorize it..."

Erica spoke very quickly.

Lin Jiuniang quickly wrote it down.

I don't know where Erica learned this incantation; it sounds simple yet mysterious.

Can you believe it?

Is there any danger?
Otherwise, who would casually give away such a secret?

Lin Jiuniang was half-believing and half-doubting when the familiar shop assistant ushered the two of them inside.

This is a simply decorated shooting space.

It was very dark all around.

Only two large lights shone on the yellowish backdrop behind them.

In the middle is an old-fashioned camera.

A photographer whose face is obscured stands behind the camera.

"Since there's an Asian face among them, how about we use an Asian background for our first photo?"

His tone was excessively enthusiastic.

Before the two could respond, the shop assistant girl deftly pulled out a new backdrop.

A quaint courtyard, a pond, and a few slender bamboos.

Lin Jiuniang was in a daze for a moment.

The courtyard was surprisingly similar to the place where she grew up.

She stood in front of that backdrop.

The two large lights were almost blinding, and my mind was a little muddled as a result.

The photographer's voice came from the darkness:

"Come on, smile."

Lin Jiuniang forced a smile.

"That smile is awful. You two came here to take photos to remember the past, not to mourn."

"Be happier."

Mourning.

Lin Jiuniang's heart skipped a beat.

She thought of her parents, her sister, and the dead members of her clan.

She never seemed to have truly mourned for them.

Cremation and burial are no longer common practices on the planet Banlan.

The dead will be sent into colorful clouds and mist, returning to the sky, free and clean.

But sometimes Lin Jiuniang would think, if only there were a place where she could freely miss her family...

But even that little courtyard is gone.

In the end, only blood flowed everywhere, transforming into the crimson glow behind her.

Click.

The crimson light turned into a white glow.

The light spots bloomed in the field of vision.

Lin Jiuniang blinked.

I could vaguely see a face flash past the photographer's shoulder, deathly pale, almost blending into the white light.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Erica suddenly poked her.

"Stop thinking about it!"

Lin Jiuniang suddenly came to her senses.

The light spots in his eyes disappeared, and so did the faces.

Photographer: "The first one is out, you two can take a look."

The girl brought the photo to show the two of them.

Lin Jiuniang looked down.

In the photo, she and Erica are standing in front of the Oriental Courtyard.

Behind them, the set was filled with a dense crowd of people.

Those people were dressed in the clothes of an ancient Eastern country, exactly the same as the attire of their clansmen in Lin Jiuniang's memory.

Some of the faces were the ones she remembered.

For some people whose faces she could no longer recall, all that remained was a blank face.

It has no facial features.

Just standing there quietly.

Lin Jiuniang was horrified.

These people were indeed behind her, but in the form of blood offspring.

Is it out of control now that things have turned out this way?

Erica reminded her again, "Stop thinking about it! Use the meditation technique I told you about."

The photographer then spoke up again with great enthusiasm:
"Come on, let's take a second photo!"

"Alright, you two need to get closer this time, don't just stand there like two corpses."

These keywords drifted into my ears.

Like a hand, stirring up hidden fragments of memories in the mind.

Lin Jiuniang took a deep breath and began to recite the incantation.

I'm much more awake now.

This photographer would deliberately guide the conversation, using these words to evoke negative thoughts.

Moreover, the environment here is dark and eerie, and memories will unconsciously slide into the abyss of obsession.

But this time she controlled her thoughts.

I took several more pictures.

Lin Jiuniang tried her best to calm her mind through meditation, while Erica remained steadfast in her resolve.

Nothing happened after that.

But as the room grew darker, the light grew brighter, and the temperature gradually rose.

The two were sweating profusely from the heat.

I feel restless, and even meditation can't calm me down.

The little girl then took the blower and blew it at the two of them.

A cool breeze blew out, carrying a certain fishy smell.

Like a fish.

Like water plants.

Like a breeze blowing across a lake.

The background had just changed to a bright red sunset.

Lin Jiuniang tried hard to concentrate, but due to various reasons, she became more and more drowsy.

"...Yes, you were lying on the sofa, close together, just like you were at home."

"What sounds will there be? Like music from the stereo, clothes coming out of the washing machine..."

Faintly, Lin Jiuniang heard a clanging sound.

It felt as if something was being rolled up, striking the glass again and again, slowly pulling memories out of the mental defenses built up through meditation...

Erica tightened her grip on her arm slightly:

"Focus! Stop thinking!"

Lin Jiuniang came to her senses.

The photographer in the darkness seemed quite disappointed.

"Oh, what a pity. She was in such a good mood just now, and the way she looked when she was reminiscing about an important moment was so beautiful."

In this photo, the people in the background are closer.

Many hands were already on the two of them, the coolness of the touch giving them goosebumps.

Erica pinched Lin Jiuniang and whispered:

"Don't hurt me."

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Let's talk."

"say what?"

"Anything is fine, just don't talk about friends, don't talk about family, and don't talk about anything on the colorful planet."

Once you get to this point, who hasn't had unpleasant memories? These three points can cover a lot.

But the problem is, if we don't say these things, what else can we say?
The two had virtually no relationship.

They even grew to loathe each other.

Lin Jiuniang took a deep breath.

He began practicing the method of meditation once more.

My thoughts, which had just been shrouded in mist, became clear again.

Suddenly, I remembered the question Liu Sheng had just asked.

Without realizing it, he blurted out, "What do you think... exactly is this so-called 'matching value'?"

"I didn't expect you to be thinking about this." Erica was somewhat surprised.

Lin Jiuniang glared at him: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. I've always felt that you act on instinct rather than using your brain."

Erica is outspoken.

Lin Jiuniang was furious.

"Don't be angry, negative emotions are bad."

"We have nothing to say to each other."

"No, let's continue our previous topic—what do you think it is?"

Erica put her arm around Lin Jiuniang's waist and posed for a photo as instructed by the photographer.

A cool, fragrant aroma wafted through the air. Lin Jiuniang suppressed her anger and asked, "Do you still remember what the production team said at the beginning?"

"you say--"

Erica read it slowly:
Have you ever fantasized about meeting a partner who is a perfect match for you?

Have you ever fantasized that someone could understand you with just a glance?

Have you ever fantasized that there's someone else who shares your sense of humor, even if others can't understand it?

"These few words of nonsense?"

Lin Jiuniang nodded: "Could this be the standard we need to use to find a partner with a higher compatibility score?"

Erica chuckled: "That's difficult. Given our current state of complete suspicion, it's absolutely impossible to achieve."

"Besides, do you really think the production team will put everything out in the open? Don't they enjoy deceiving us with packaged rhetoric and watching us get played?"

Lin Jiuniang felt a chill run down her spine.

This is true.

"So I don't think these are credible, they're just rhetoric, designed to mislead us into thinking it's a dating show."

"In fact, have you ever noticed that some people, even if you don't like them or have nothing to say to them, have surprisingly high compatibility scores?"

A figure flashed through Lin Jiuniang's mind.

Erica immediately understood her expression.

"It seems you're one of those people too."

"So I think there might be some common ground between the two, or at least some kind of objective compatibility."

"Isn't that just going back to those same few sentences?"

"That's not necessarily true. For example, what's your zodiac sign?"

Lin Jiuniang was taken aback: "So traditional?"

Erica shrugged. "Maybe."

So the two started discussing each other's birth charts, zodiac signs, and things like the sixteen personality types, the forty-eight cyborg types, and so on.

Ultimately, nothing was reached in the discussion.

The only conclusion is that the two are indeed incompatible.

But before we knew it, the filming had finally come to a successful end.

When the last photo was released, the two people in the photo were standing side by side, but their expressions were not very close, and there was even a hint of mutual dislike.

At least there was nothing strange about it.

There were no missing arms or legs.

The photographer seemed regretful: "It's a pity we couldn't uncover more of your memories to give these photos greater value."

Once in the car, Lin Jiuniang breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect your methods to be so useful, especially that meditation technique."

Erica said, "Of course, because Liu Sheng gave it to me."

"Liu Sheng?" Lin Jiuniang was slightly taken aback.

"Didn't you ask her?" Erica frowned. "You knew she could arrange the scenes, so why didn't you discuss it with her beforehand?"

Lin Jiuniang then realized what was happening.

It feels like I've missed something.

"Sigh, I didn't expect you to be so slow. Sure enough—"

"Are you saying I don't use my brain?"

Lin Jiuniang's blood surged.

"What, you want to fight me?"

Erica sneered, slowly raising her hand—

The gravitational field was abnormal, causing the car to veer erratically.

The two stared at each other for a moment, then finally held their breath.

The car returned to normal.

They quickly arrived at their destination and abandoned the two people.

Then it sped away.

Looking at the warm light emanating from the villa, which felt like a real home, Lin Jiuniang listened as Erica continued:
"Why do you think we all chose Liu Sheng as our chosen one? It's because she can help us choose the scenarios we want to go to and provide solutions."

“She is a potential partner; her attitude was clear from the day she chose Zhu Hengzhi.”

Lin Jiuniang fell silent.

Although she kept her eyes on Liu Sheng, she overlooked the changing atmosphere—Liu Sheng had somehow become an invisible center of attention.

Erica added, "But it's strange. How come you got a vote today?"

"Of course, it's also possible that there are fewer people now, fewer scenarios to choose from, and everyone has gained experience, so they no longer need her as much."

"But you still chose Liu Sheng yesterday?"

"of course."

Lin Jiuniang's heart sank completely.

So, who exactly propelled her to the top of the popularity rankings?
It was as if something was waiting ahead.