I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

"Please speak, Master."

"I……"

“Master, I’m listening.”

"you dare……"

"Master, I dare not."

Every time she opened her mouth, her lips would automatically refine the ending of her sentences into polite and respectful language.

Coupled with her face that looked like she was about to burst into flames with anger and her maid dress with its frilled lace trim.

The effect is beyond description.

Qi Ye immediately pushed her hands forward, making a stop gesture.

With that extremely sincere smile on his face, he interrupted rapidly:

"Hey, Ms. Black Tower, this is just a minor side effect."

She speaks with a slightly maid-like quality.

"With the magnanimity of the great genius, Ms. Black Tower, I'm sure she wouldn't care about such a trivial matter, right?"

Black Tower's mouth was still open, the maid's polite words that had been forcibly interrupted stuck in his throat, neither coming out nor coming down.

Her eyes burned with obvious anger, but then came Qi Ye's words.

Every word she said was flattering.

"Great genius", "broad-minded", "completely unconcerned".

If she were to have a fit of anger now, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting that she is not broad-minded enough?

Black Tower finally gave up speaking.

She turned around abruptly and pointed a finger at Qi Ye.

His lips were pressed tightly together, and he dared not open them, only letting out an extremely angry "humph".

But the light cone clearly doesn't even spare a hum.

The hum automatically changed, transforming into a sound that was both obedient and aggrieved.

"The master is no good or bad, he doesn't pay any attention to people."

The Black Tower doll's entire face was scrunched up.

She stopped trying to speak, grabbed Estelle's sleeve, and dragged her toward the door.

The fluffy skirt swayed wildly with each small step, the lace trim trembling and shimmering with gold edges under the corridor lights.

Even after walking several meters away, a maid's voice, sharp enough to pierce through clouds and split rocks, still drifted from behind.

"Master! Don't forget to come see me!"

Qi Ye stood still, looking down at the system panel, and nodded in satisfaction.

The entire memorial hall fell silent for a moment.

Then, someone started clapping, and a clerk in the corner did not know who was in charge.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth staff members also joined in applauding.

The applause rang out sporadically, then grew more frequent, and finally coalesced into a warm and sincere ovation.

The staff members applauded while looking at Qiye with awe.

That look was probably similar to that of someone looking at a warrior about to be executed.

The young clerk who had been patted on the shoulder by Qiye earlier.

At this moment, his expression had changed from "I've seen a ghost" to "I've seen a god."

He strode forward, grasped Qi Ye's hand firmly, his eyes slightly red, and his voice choked with emotion.

"Hero, you were the most courageous person I've ever met. You even dared to betray Lady Black Tower. Rest in peace."

Qi Ye's smile froze for a moment: "I'm still alive."

"I know. But I don't think you'll live much longer."

Another clerk came over and patted Qiye on the shoulder with a solemn expression:

"Hero, the space station will remember you. We'll come again next time you have a funeral."

"No need, thank you."

On March 7th, he put away his camera and walked up to Qiye.

Her expression was complicated. She raised her hand, pointed at his head, and asked Qi Ye:

Do you know who you just lied to?

"Ms. Black Tower. A genius among geniuses."

The owner of the space station.

Member of the Genius Club.

One of the most intelligent people known in the universe.

Qiye rattled off a string of titles with practiced ease.

"You knew you were cheating her, yet you still did it?"

"I didn't, Little March, don't slander me like that! I have a perfectly good reputation."

March 7 stared at him for several seconds, then let out a long sigh.

"You know what? You're the most reckless person I've ever met."

She stuck out a finger and poked Qiye's chest.

"But you're still amazing that you've survived until now."

Qi Ye thought for a moment and nodded earnestly: "Thank you for the compliment."

This is not a compliment!!!

Xing walked over carrying a baseball bat and stood on the other side of Qiye.

She didn't reach out, but patted Qiye's shoulder and arm.

“You unscrupulous merchant, I want to be there when you sell light cones from now on.”

"why?"

"study."

"What to learn?"

"Learn how to describe side effects as minor issues."

Xing's expression was as serious as if she were taking academic notes.

"This is a very useful skill."

Qi Ye was silent for two seconds, then nodded:

"Okay, I'll take you next time."

"make a deal."

Xing extended her little finger.

Qi Ye made a pinky promise with her.

March 7th watched as this pair of lovable clowns reached a consensus.

I felt my blood pressure rise a few percentage points again, even though I was the only normal person on the Starry Sky Train.

She turned to look at Danheng, hoping he could say something to salvage the situation.

Dan Heng met her gaze, remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand and gave Qi Ye a thumbs-up. (Upwards.)

March 7th covered her face in despair.

Chapter 18 Favorability

After getting rid of Hoshi, Suya casually asked Himeko when she was leaving.

It's definitely not because he's afraid that Black Tower will trip him up.

Himeko said that they would have to wait a while, as there were still some handover procedures to be completed at the space station, and the train could not leave for the time being.

Qi Ye shrugged helplessly and said, "Never mind."

We're just waiting for Estádio to transfer the ten million.

The rich woman's money hasn't arrived yet, what's the rush?

"Then you can have some free time for now."

Himeko finished speaking with a smile, then turned to coordinate the relief supplies with Estella.

Walter followed.

Danheng leaned against the corner of the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

March 7th sat in the corner, flipping through the photos of the maid Black Tower she had just taken on her camera, laughing as she flipped through them.

Xing stood there carrying a baseball bat, muttering to himself, probably calculating the total value of the supplies he had looted from the space station.

Qi Ye casually found a step to sit on, and suddenly remembered something.

One of his system rules is...

Once he successfully sells the light cone, he will permanently acquire its power and be completely exempt from any side effects.

He had sold light cones before, but he hadn't sold many, so he didn't need them.

Until now, Black Tower has bought "The Hem of the Genius".

Xing bought "Who's Secretly in Love with You".

In other words, he should now be able to visualize his favorability rating.

Moreover, there are no side effects, and you don't have to worry about your favorability being broadcast live.

He tried to activate it.

When I looked up and around, there was a line of text above everyone's head.

He first looked at March 7th.

She was looking down at her camera, a mischievous smile still lingering on her lips.

The finger was poking around on the screen, probably picking out filters for the Black Tower's maid outfit photo.

A line of text floated above her head:

"Affection level 88, from: This guy is actually quite handsome when he's serious, but the next second he makes you want to punch him."

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment.

88? That tall?

But then I remembered that he had blocked the laser earlier.

Although he didn't die completely and came back to life, from March 7th's perspective, he risked his life to save her.

The "hero saves the damsel in distress" trope may be old, but it's still effective.

He subconsciously considered what this level of favorability meant:

If he goes over now and talks to March 7th

We'll sleep in the same bed tonight.

Will she agree?

Qi Ye felt that if she said it out loud, she would probably blush first, and then punch him on the forehead.

With an affection level of 88, at least she should be able to put an ice pack on him after he gets beaten up.