Chapter 60: Taste the Flavor of the Campus Beauty

Apocalipse: Minhas Mulheres São Extremamente Poderosas Dez Camadas de Feitiços 1796 words 2026-08-05 00:51:01

Lin Xiaoyou endured the intense pain, yet a glimmer of joy arose within her heart as she recalled what her brother had told her.

"However, it hurts so much—"

Within her body, an inexplicable power had been continually trying to awaken, but it seemed to lack something, unable to truly manifest.

The overwhelming agony caused her to black out.

"Brother, where are you? Are you doing well?"

A moment later, she slowly regained consciousness.

She did not know how much longer she could hold on, nor whether she could last until her brother arrived.

She simply missed her brother.

For the time being, she would not die, because Zhao Qiu could not possibly steal the talent from her, which meant she would remain alive.

She only wondered how long the other's patience would last.

The next day.

"I refuse to believe I cannot steal it!"

Zhao Qiu's face was gloomy, though just a moment later, he grew increasingly irritated.

Having executed the talent theft three times consecutively, there was still no reaction at all.

"Could it be that my A-grade theft is ineffective against an S-grade talent?"

Zhao Qiu could not help but begin to doubt himself.

Bound to the pillar, Lin Xiaoyou turned pale. She gazed at the exasperated Zhao Qiu and said nothing.

"Brother Qiu, is there a possibility—"

"What is it?"

"Xiaoyou possesses an S-grade talent. To steal her talent, we need her cooperation. If she harbors intense inner resistance, could it be that it cannot be stolen?" Fang Siqi suggested.

"That makes sense. That is likely the reason. After all, S-grade talents are extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiu's eyes lit up.

He felt this was the most logical answer.

Only...

Now that he knew where the problem lay, how was he to solve it?

It was clearly impossible for Lin Xiaoyou to cooperate with him and willingly hand over her talent.

He stared at Lin Xiaoyou, falling into deep thought.

"Xiaoyou, you might as well stop struggling. Obediently surrender your talent without resisting, and you will suffer less as a result."

"I guarantee you that once I obtain your talent, Brother Qiu will not kill you, and he can even let you stay in the team to keep you safe," Fang Siqi said.

"That's right. As long as you obediently cooperate with me, I will ensure your safety. Otherwise—"

When Zhao Qiu reached the end, his voice turned ice-cold, and the implication of his threat was self-evident.

"Wishful thinking!"

"Fang Siqi, I was a fool to treat you as my best friend, only for you to ruthlessly betray me. You will not meet a good end."

Glaring at this best friend and former roommate, Lin Xiaoyou felt an infinite wave of desolation in her heart.

"And you, Zhao Qiu, even if I die, I will never let you succeed."

Lin Xiaoyou knew that if she agreed to them, her facade would instantly crumble because she truly had not awakened her talent yet.

If, even with her cooperation, Zhao Qiu still failed to steal any talent, suspicion would inevitably arise.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains must be the truth.

Once Zhao Qiu and the others realized she actually had no talent, they would fly into a rage of embarrassment and kill her on the spot.

Yet, she did not want to die yet.

She still needed to reunite with her brother.

Only by refusing to cooperate would they rack their brains for other ways to make her comply, which would buy her precious time.

"Slap—"

The moment Lin Xiaoyou was lost in thought, a heavy blow landed directly across her face.

"Damn it, Lin Xiaoyou, don't toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. My patience is limited," Zhao Qiu said coldly.

"Lin Xiaoyou, you'd better wake up to reality. If you persist in making a futile resistance, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

Fang Siqi's expression shifted as well, filled with vexation.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyou remained silent, she finally dropped the act and bared her most vile nature.

"Brother Qiu, since she won't cooperate, keeping her around is pointless anyway."

"Haven't you always wanted to taste what Lin, the school belle, is like? Now is your chance."

As soon as Fang Siqi uttered those words, a lewd and sinister smile crept onto Zhao Qiu's face.

Indeed, since the talent could not be obtained, there was no need to force it. There were plenty of other talents out there; he could simply go and steal someone else's.

"Fang Siqi, you're not even human!"

Lin Xiaoyou's bound body began to tremble.

Fang Siqi offered a faint smile, her right hand reaching out to stroke Lin Xiaoyou's cheek as she spoke with malicious intent: "Such a pity for this pretty face and this perfect figure."

With that, her fingers gently lifted Lin Xiaoyou's chin.

"Once Brother Qiu gets tired of playing with you, I'll toss you over to Skinny Monkey and that gang of men. I imagine they'll be quite pleased."

Like a demon, Fang Siqi gently tilted Lin Xiaoyou's chin upward and continued, "I just wonder if they'll be gentle with you, seeing as how much they despise you."

"Fang Siqi, I must have been blind to ever consider you my best friend."

"If you dare to treat me like that, my brother will not let you off. He is already on his way to find me."

At that moment, Lin Xiaoyou felt utterly helpless. Not knowing what else to do, she could only invoke her brother's name to give herself a shred of courage.

"Oh? So you have a brother, do you?"