Playing the Foolish Beauty in a Deadly Game - Chapter 1

The crackling sound of electric current was intermingled with the panting of a man. Lin Qiao, suffering from a splitting headache, clutched his ears and cowered in his seat. The surroundings were chaotic and noisy, filled with screams and cries. If given another chance, Lin Qiao would never have fallen asleep on the plane. The sound of the electric current abruptly ceased, and a cold, emotionless male voice became clear: “You are a stowaway, neither a player nor an NPC, or perhaps both.”

“Be aware, stowaways will be eliminated if discovered by the game.”

“This game level is titled ‘Plane Escape,’ inspired by the TV series ‘EARTH’ in the Eastern Time Zone, where solar anomalies lead to perpetual darkness.”

“There are eight players, with a mission duration of fourteen days. The game scenario is detected to be in an enclosed space, and an NPC identity has been automatically generated for you—you are Yan Ting’s male lover.”

“Please fulfill the role of a lover, and also, you need to find a person.”

Listening to the gunfire, Lin Qiao’s entire body trembled with fear. He was a college student heading to R country as an exchange student, and he had taken a nap during the flight, only to wake up and find himself on a different plane. His clothes had changed dramatically, and the passengers around him were now strangers. At this moment, a group of terrorists was hijacking the plane. Several men in black suits were brutally controlling the passengers, shooting those who resisted fiercely. Passengers who knew better hid in the corners, trembling with fear. The flight attendant, shocked by the corpses, didn’t have time to scream before her mouth was covered by her colleague. The suppressed sobs and pale faces of the passengers struck Lin Qiao’s heart. He knelt on his seat, peering through his fingers, revealing only half of his face. Like a frightened kitten without its owner, he dared only to cautiously peek out from the corner. His pitiful appearance finally caught the attention of one of the men in black suits, who couldn’t bear to see it anymore. The man walked over, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, and threw it directly at Lin Qiao. Just as the system thought Lin Qiao was about to faint from fear, he clenched the candy in his hand and meekly thanked the terrorist. “Not bad,” the system complimented, then relayed another message: “You will not die.”

What… what does that mean?

“Scared?” A deep, pleasant male voice whispered in his ear. Before Lin Qiao could react, a lingering and forceful kiss landed on the corner of his lips. Lin Qiao resisted and struggled, feeling bewildered. He called out to the system for help, but received no response. The kisser paused for a moment, then stopped and comforted him, saying, “It will be over soon. Do you need me to hold you?”

He then wrapped Lin Qiao in a blanket and placed him in his arms. Lin Qiao became even more frightened. He didn’t recognize this man. However, the man seemed very familiar with him. Lin Qiao dared not question out loud. As the man held him, Lin Qiao felt the gun at his lower back. It wasn’t pressing against him, but it kept rubbing against him as he moved. Lin Qiao’s face turned pale. This man had a gun and was with the black suits.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qiao made an excuse, his voice trembling: “Sir, there’s something poking me from below.” The man moved his wrist, reached down, and took out a gun from his waist, placing it in Lin Qiao’s arms. His action startled Lin Qiao. Was this terrorist really giving him a gun? Didn’t he fear that Lin Qiao might do something with the gun? Lin Qiao’s wide eyes pleased the man, who then held Lin Qiao’s hand and pointed the gun at a female passenger with a child: “Dare to shoot?” He then guided Lin Qiao to pull the trigger, applying pressure with his finger. The mother with the child trembled and cried, begging for mercy. “No… please don’t,” Lin Qiao quickly inferred the man’s dominance and decisiveness from his previous words. In this situation, resistance and accusation would displease him. So, Lin Qiao softened his voice: “Please don’t kill her. I dare not shoot.” Lin Qiao was wearing an oversized white shirt that didn’t fit him at all. It was clearly not his. He rolled up his sleeves, crooked his collar, and wore mid-length black shorts, revealing his well-proportioned and fair-skinned legs. The white socks below his knees hugged his soft flesh, looking both tempting and innocent. His current appearance—afraid, trembling, and on the verge of tears—was particularly appealing. The man softened his heart: “It’s not loaded, and the safety isn’t off.” Lin Qiao: “……” So, it was just a scare, how annoying. Lin Qiao dared to glare at the man fiercely, but in the man’s eyes, it looked like he was both cowardly and obedient.

At this moment, the black suits had already taken control of the entire plane, including all the passengers and the flight crew. The cabin fell silent all at once. Every passenger was as quiet as cicadas in winter, and those whose emotions had collapsed only dared to shed silent tears. The tense atmosphere of terror still lingered. The mother whom Lin Qiao had pointed a gun at clung tightly to her child, showing a look of fear in retrospect. The black suits came to report to the man one after another. The man had no intention of letting go of Lin Qiao at this moment, just holding him tightly on his lap. Lin Qiao, who was not short, looked very small in the man’s arms. The black suits were blind to this. It was unimaginable that the person holding him was a hijacker. He even had time to flirt with a young boy while hijacking a plane. Hmph! Lin Qiao dared not make any rash moves. The captain who was brought over was a foreign man in his forties. The captain’s forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat: “Mr. Yan Ting, the plane cannot take off due to the weather. You had already been in the cabin for an hour before boarding, but you only waited for less than five minutes.”

“I know you’re in a hurry, but bad weather doesn’t care about the safety of other passengers just for you. Even if you are our BCZ Airlines’ highest-ranking customer, we can’t agree…”

The captain was cut off as a black suit pressed a gun to his head, and at the same time, Lin Qiao’s swinging leg was grabbed by Yan Ting.

Lin Qiao stopped moving, hearing Yan Ting’s indifferent voice from behind: “I called you over because it’s inconvenient for me to hold Qiao Qiao. You have ten minutes to get the plane off the ground.”

“My bodyguard will assist you as the co-pilot. Don’t worry, he used to be a captain.”

The captain’s face turned extremely ugly. He had no choice but to follow Yan Ting’s instructions as quickly as possible. If the other party said to shoot, they would shoot. It was clearly a madman.

The other bodyguards unconsciously looked at Lin Qiao according to Yan Ting’s words. A very recognizable beauty, with eyes like a doll, a very distinctive nose, moderate height, and a strong, heroic look that neutralized the sweetness brought by the eyes. When not smiling, it looked a bit aloof.

The lips were not as thin as those of ordinary boys, but rather had a beautiful color, looking very lickable.

He was just scared to death a moment ago, but now he was inexplicably not afraid. Was it because he was in Yan Ting’s arms? It was really like relying on the tiger’s might.