From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Is the defeat CG in Chapter 90 really not a reward?

Xiao Miao believes he has a significant advantage.

Xiao Miao excitedly went up to A.

Xiao Miao lay on the ground, questioning the meaning of life.

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Who am I? Where am I? What just happened? What's for dinner tonight?

Xiao Miao never expected that someone with a 5-point difference in soul strength could still lose, and lose so decisively.

He felt like RNG in the League of Legends S8 season, discovering their opponent was G2, and then typing GG amidst cheers and laughter.

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What a shame!

However, Xiao Miao was also clear about the reason for his defeat; the two sides' combat experience was on completely different levels.

The president beating him was like an adult beating a child, an old cow eating tender grass... cough cough, in short, it was a superior combat experience, a dimensional reduction attack.

"Hey, you're not dead yet, get up." Jiang Yuyan squatted down next to Xiao Miao's head and poked the latter's cheek with her slender fingers.

"what?"

Xiao Miao got up and touched his chest; the wound that the club president had just inflicted had disappeared.

"The concept of death does not exist in this world. There are only two states: defeat and victory. You should accept the punishment for defeat." Jiang Yuyan's speech slowed down, and by the end, her cheeks under the black veil were slightly flushed.

"Oh right, the punishment." Xiao Miao slapped his forehead. After the defeat, the first level of punishment task had been automatically transmitted to his mind.

The punishment task is to provide massage services to the tower master.

Xiao Miao: "?"

Is this really not a reward?

Although the company president tried to hide it by covering her chin with a black veil, her exquisite face could still be vaguely seen behind the veil.

Xiao Miao was certain that the club president was an absolute beauty with such a great figure. This wasn't a massage; it was clearly a legitimate act of prostitution!

While Xiao Miao was still in a daze, Jiang Yuyan had already settled herself on the bed, burying her head deep into the pillow as if she wanted to suffocate herself. Her feet were crossed, and her toes were curled up and twisted together.

Seeing the president's ostrich-like posture, Xiao Miao found it somewhat amusing.

It's unexpected that the president of the Yujiang Society, who is so clean, efficient, and imposing during battle, would reveal such a girlish side.

"President, shall I begin?" Xiao Miao asked again before starting, as he walked to the bedside.

"Mmm~" A soft humming sound came from under the pillow.

Xiao Miao took a deep breath and placed his hands on Jiang Yuyan's back. Even through the fabric of her clothes, he could clearly feel her amazingly soft and warm touch.

They were different, completely unlike those common women. The huge difference in their social status added another layer of unique feeling.

Jiang Yuyan trembled all over, and Xiao Miao's body also started shaking as soon as he began the massage.

It wasn't because of shyness or any other psychological reason—he wasn't that pathetic—the main reason Xiao Miao's body was trembling was that something inside him was leaking out!

It's a spirit particle!

Xiao Miao watched as a point of light emerged from his hands and entered the president's body. At the same time, the president's red lips parted slightly, letting out a barely perceptible sigh of pleasure.

"Hmm? Why isn't it moving?"

Noticing that Xiao Miao's hands had left his back, Jiang Yuyan glanced at him sideways.

"This... President, just now I..." Xiao Miao felt that he had discovered the true nature of the punishment.

"You're quite perceptive. Yes, that's exactly what you thought." Jiang Yuyan raised her finger and lightly tapped Xiao Miao's forehead. "You didn't actually think that punishment meant giving me a massage, did you? Hmph, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

Xiao Miao's face darkened, and he sighed regretfully, "Fine, I knew it would turn out like this."

For some reason, seeing Xiao Miao get the short end of the stick made Jiang Yuyan feel inexplicably happy, with a sense of pleasure from successfully pulling off a prank.

A smile curved her lips: "Let's continue."

Xiao Miao:

Woman, what are you so proud of?

The Challenger's innate ability tells him that the penalty for defeat must be carried out, or he will suffer even more severe backlash, meaning a defeat cutscene.

You can't skip ahead; you have to watch it bit by bit.

but...

Xiao Miao looked at his skill bar.

****|v6!

I'm not one to be trifled with!

"President, shall I continue?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yuyan closed her eyes. Although Xiao Miao could provide relatively few spiritual particles at the moment, as his strength grew and he climbed higher and higher in the tower, the concentration and total amount of spiritual particles he would receive after defeating him would also increase.

This is completely different from the feeling of working hard to become stronger!

As he pondered, the pair of long, powerful hands reappeared on his back and began to move around, the spiritual energy slowly flowing into his body.

Jiang Yuyan sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait, your hand..." Jiang Yuyan tried to get up.

"Shut up, I'm barbecuing!" Xiao Miao pushed her back down.

The rules of the Witch's Tower are absolute. Even as the tower master, Jiang Yuyan cannot violate the internal rules. Xiao Miao has to watch the CG obediently, and so does she.

Xiao Miao began his performance.

"Ugh, hiss~~~" Jiang Yuyan bit her lip hard, buried her head in the pillow, and her body trembled.

"Heh, so he's just a noob!" Xiao Miao chuckled inwardly, but he wasn't feeling good about it either.

After a long while, Xiao Miao released Jiang Yuyan's damp feet, ending the punishment massage.

He plopped down on the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's strange that a pure soul body can produce physiological activity like sweating. Not only Xiao Miao, but the club president is no exception in this regard.

Xiao Miao gently sniffed the air with his hand, but he couldn't smell any sweat or other odors.

It's unreasonable yet somehow reasonable.

He silently opened the system panel and saw the two lines of text on it. Xiao Miao felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

[Ding, Soul Strength -1]

Current Soul Strength: 15

It's dropped back to 15 PM!

Xiao Miao carefully sensed the strength of his soul body. Although the value had dropped to 15, it was still a little stronger than when he first entered this space.

After 12 hours of cultivation, about 9% of the spiritual energy absorbed was taken by the club president, leaving only 1% remaining in his body.

This level of exploitation is even worse than that of unscrupulous capitalists!

After much painful reflection, Xiao Miao decided to train hard in close combat, but a question also arose in his mind.

"President..."

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"Hmm?" Jiang Yuyan didn't move, letting out a lazy groan.

"Here's the thing, I roughly understand the mechanics of the Witch's Tower now, but I have a question: if the concentration of spiritual particles increases as you go higher, why don't you use some tricks during battles?"

Xiao Miao thought it made more and more sense: "If I climb to a higher level and cultivate in an environment with a high concentration of spiritual particles, I can absorb more spiritual particles. When you defeat me then, won't you be able to consume even more spiritual particles?"

"We can't hold back; we have to fight seriously." Jiang Yuyan shook her head. "That's how it is with composite rule-based talents; they're very troublesome. Ours is soul-based, so it's even more troublesome. Forcibly violating the rules often backfires."

"Alright, never mind." Xiao Miao sighed, glancing at the cyan longsword the club president had casually placed beside the bed: "Could you get me a sword next time? It's too difficult to fight bare-handed."

"Do it yourself." Jiang Yuyan raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and the cyan longsword turned into light spots and disappeared.

She snapped her fingers again, and the points of light coalesced into a long sword.

"This is a weapon I created using spiritual particles. It's part of my strength. You can create whatever weapon you want to use."

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...As expected of a master!

A moment later, Xiao Miao's body suddenly disappeared, completely leaving the soul world.