Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

The "Great Slaughter" wasn't originally called the Great Slaughter; it was called "Half a Day of Freedom," where death row inmates would be granted half a day of absolute freedom.

They can go for a walk in the woods, sunbathe on the beach, or even choose to escape.

Mithril Pavilion originally intended to give these future Death Servants some breathing room, as occasional breaks would be more conducive to enlightenment and produce a powerful, accumulating experience.

But the first half-day of freedom turned sour. The second-place player in the same group ambushed the first-place player in order to be the last one to survive; the stronger groups slaughtered the weaker groups just for fun.

"Free Half-Day" was later renamed "Great Slaughter".

Throughout the entire camp, all seventeen groups received the message that the fierce battle would take place from lunchtime until sunset.

Han Qianfei obediently did push-ups outside his tent. It wasn't that he was blindly following his teacher's words, but rather that he needed to improve his strength if he wanted to leave Sanhu Island alive.

He saw a pair of straw sandals appear in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a burly man standing in front of him.

In terms of physique alone, this man was no less imposing than the mountain-like man from the first day, and his body was tattooed with strange beasts he had never seen before.

Seeing that Han Qianfei had stopped, the man said, "Keep going, keep going. Don't you like kissing my feet?"

Han Qianfei patted the mud off his hands and looked expressionlessly at the group of people opposite him. He recognized them all, after all, they had lived in the same camp for so long.

The leader was the first-place winner of each of the three groups, who called himself "Sitting Tiger." The other four were also first-place winners in their respective groups.

Only people who are not in the same group will get together, because those in the same group face competition.

Han Qianfei said expressionlessly, "The big battle hasn't even started yet, aren't you guys being a bit too hasty?"

"You've got quite a personality. I heard your trainers really like your face. There's probably a lot of hype surrounding your first place."

The first person in Group Six behind Sitting Tiger said, "Brother Tiger, don't think just because their trainers like it, I like it too."

Han Qianfei really didn't want to waste time on them, so he turned around and left, but unexpectedly, the top student in Group Six opened his arms and blocked his way.

"Don't go! My brother Tiger has something to ask you."

Sitting Tiger said, "Sitting Tiger already has a trainer, why don't you lend that woman to us this afternoon?"

Sitting Tiger pointed at Ye Hongren's tent and clapped his hands a few times.

Han Qianfei recalled the unbearable memory of being slapped on the first night, which had been spread as a story of his intimate encounter with Ye Hongren.

He thought about Ye Hongren's ghostly movements and said, "Take it if you like."

Sitting Tiger slapped his thigh and laughed: "What a brave man who can bend and stretch! Sixth Brother, be gentle with him this afternoon, don't upset their training officer."

"Haha, what's there to be afraid of? Our training officer said that in this camp, all I need to do is listen to him."

A lean man standing nearby, who was first in Group 8, lit up and said, "It would be very interesting to put the two of them together this afternoon, face to face."

Sitting Tiger pulled at his crotch and laughed loudly, "You're really good at this, kid. I'm really looking forward to it."

As Han Qianfei watched them leave, he finally understood why these people were death row inmates.

Jiang Xue'er is right. If she's in a bad mood one day and slaughters the entire camp, it'll be a way to accumulate merit.

I used to think it was an exaggeration, but now I think it makes perfect sense.

In this other world, the death penalty is extremely harsh; even murder and arson are not punishable by death.

It's not that the world's legal system is particularly lenient, but rather that only the living can work for those in power. Even being thrown into a mine and digging for a lifetime is more useful than being dead.

Those who can be sentenced to death are all heinous criminals.

This camp is probably the dirtiest place in the world.

Han Qianfei was very firm in his thoughts at that moment. It wasn't until later, when he gradually entered the upper echelons of the nobility, that he discovered that the dirtiest place in the world was actually in that magnificent palace.

After thinking for a moment, to put his mind at ease, he still headed towards Ye Hongren's tent.

He said outside the tent, "This afternoon, Zuo Shanhu and his gang are going to attack you. Be careful."

The tent flap was pulled open, revealing Ye Hongren's captivating face, her eyes alluring.

After yesterday's competition, the logistics staff distributed uniforms with numbers to everyone. Ye Hongren's attire was no longer revealing, but Han Qianfei, a college student virgin, still couldn't stop his heart from pounding wildly.

He cursed her inwardly as a vixen.

Ye Hongren's soft, sweet voice rang out: "Thank you for reminding me, young man. May I come into the tent and sit down so I can properly repay my benefactor, hmm~"

"Hmph, how boring." Ye Hongren muttered as he watched Han Qianfei's retreating figure.

After lunch, everyone returned to their tents, each of them straining their ears, waiting for the bell to ring.

clang……

The great battle begins!

Han Qianfei could see Ye Hongren's tent as soon as he lifted the tent flap, because the first to fifth tents were arranged in a circle, and the two tents were right next to each other.

He indeed saw four of the five men from Zuo Shan Hu rush into Ye Hong Ren's tent, while the sixth man walked towards his tent.

The sixth brother lifted the curtain, turned around, grinned to reveal two rows of buck teeth, and drool dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the carpet, leaving yellowish strands.

"Little darling, don't be impatient. I'll bring your lover over in a bit, and we'll play together." His foul breath hit Han Qianfei's face as soon as he opened his mouth.

Han Qianfei frowned, pondering how to kill him without contaminating his tent.

Han Qianfei wasn't being arrogant; in fact, he couldn't gauge the other party's strength. As a body temperer with a constitution value of 38, he didn't consider himself invincible in the entire camp.

What gave him confidence was this tent; no one knew he was casting a spell.

"Can you get out? I can refrain from killing you." Han Qianfei was still worried that the other person's blood would splatter in his tent.

The sixth brother didn't answer, but kept reaching for Han Qianfei's buttocks.

Han Qianfei sighed, and a golden blade appeared out of thin air, neatly severing Lao Liu's head, blood flowing everywhere.

He had considered using ice arrows or lightning magic, but the corpses would be too obvious, clearly showing that they had been killed by magic.

These past few days, he hadn't seen any death row inmates possessing magic, so he could only trust Jiang Xue'er's words and couldn't reveal his magic.

When he stepped out of the tent, he saw four other people running out of Ye Hongren's tent, howling in pain. They were clutching their groins and running with their legs spread apart, leaving a trail of blood behind them.

A moment later, Ye Hongren came out carrying four bloody objects in one hand and twirling a butterfly knife in the other.

The moment Han Qianfei saw the butterfly knife, her pupils contracted sharply; she was also a time traveler.

He then realized he had been presumptuous; there were quite a few transmigrators from other worlds, and it was reasonable for someone to bring this design over.

Ye Hongren lit a fire, then used a butterfly knife to clean the eight blood eggs and threaded them onto four vines.

In less than ten minutes, the aroma wafted into Han Qianfei's nose.

Ye Hongren plucked one off, chewed it with relish, and nodded from time to time.

In the corner, the four watched this scene, not daring to take a step forward, on the verge of tears.

Han Qianfei thought to himself that this scene was more interesting than the one they described that morning.

It's hard to imagine watching someone else bake and eat your eggs. What would that feel like?

Ye Hongren held up a skewer and said to Han Qianfei, "My benefactor, would you like some?"

Han Qianfei went into his tent without any expression.

The fighting outside continued, and the entire camp was filled with an atmosphere of violence. Han Qianfei disliked this scene, so he chose to hang Lao Liu's head outside the tent to deter the villains.

There are always people who like to take risks. The three members of the same group have surrounded Han Qianfei. In order to fight for a chance to survive, they plan to join forces to take down the number one.