Chapter 171: The Forest of Mathematics

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Luye ripped off the tape from Jinluan and Huanhong’s mouths, allowing them to spit out whatever was inside.

“You… sigh, how should I even describe you!” Jinluan seemed very angry. “I gave you such a clear warning to stay away, yet you still came. How could you be so—”

“You didn’t actually tell me not to come,” Yinlin retorted.

“Wasn’t it obvious? Can’t you read body language? Are you a pig? How could you fall for such a trap?” Jinluan’s temper was rarely this explosive.

“Then how did you get caught too?” Yinlin snapped back. She didn’t dare bicker with Luye, but did she really have to be afraid of Jinluan?

At those words, Jinluan immediately lost her footing in the argument and shut her mouth.

“Stop it. Since all three of you are here, next, I want to play an unhealthy game with you.” Luye ignored the injuries on her own body, her expression looking quite crazed as she stared at the three sisters—Jin, Yin, and Hong.

An unhealthy game?

If it were about playing with others, Yinlin would be quite happy. But if she were the one being played with, that was unacceptable.

“Can I decline?” Yinlin was bold enough to ask.

Naturally, Luye did not answer such a stupid question.

After a short break.

Huanhong also opened fire: “Are you out of your mind? If you’re sick, go get treated.”

Jinluan was still trying to maintain her composure: “What exactly do you want to do? Why did you come to our Next Day City?”

Luye took the bait, offering the same answer as before: “Naturally, I came to find you beautiful and cute magical girls.”

Jinluan: “You think I’ll believe that?”

Luye: “I don’t need you to believe me. We’re each getting what we need.”

Jinluan: “What do you mean ‘getting what we need’? Isn’t it just us getting played with every single time?”

As soon as those words were spoken, Huanhong and Yinlin turned their heads to stare at her.

What did she mean by ‘every single time’?

Was this not Jinluan’s first time being played with?

Jinluan’s face instantly flushed red: “What are you looking at? I only lost to her once before. This despicable thing doesn’t dare to fight head-on at all.”

Yinlin didn’t dare to speak recklessly either. If she revealed the fact that she had been hung from a lightning rod all night, it would be too humiliating.

Luye began to get down to business: “If you lose, there is a price to pay. Luckily, you only lost to me and not to the Abnormal Demons.”

‘Isn’t she just exploiting the weakness of most magical girls who can’t bear to strike their own kind?’

Although Yinlin thought this, she didn’t dare say it out loud, fearing she would receive special treatment. It would be too embarrassing in front of so many people.

Jinluan, who was usually quiet, became a chatterbox out of desperation: “If you have the guts, fight me head-on.”

Luye: “I don’t have the guts.”

Jinluan: “Despicable coward.”

Luye: “You’re right.”

Jinluan: “You only bully magical girls. When you face the Human Alliance or the Abnormal Demons, you act like a grandson.”

Luye: “Exactly. I’m just a Villain. I’m not going to risk my life against them!”

She focused entirely on being honest. Whatever you said, she agreed with, not bothering to argue.

Regardless, Luye’s reputation among magical girls was already bad, so what was there to defend?

Did a Goblin from a Goblin Mine need to explain itself? Didn’t everyone already know what they were about?

“The game is about to begin. I’ll briefly explain the rules. At the start of the game, I will propose a punishment, and then I will ask a question. Whoever answers correctly and is the first to do so wins; the remaining two will receive the punishment.” Luye briefly informed them of the rules.

“Play with your mother!” Huanhong shouted.

“Can we not play? We’re all magical girls, it’s not good to tear each other’s faces off.” Yinlin was actually secretly rejoicing in her heart. ‘With my thirty-four years of experience, won’t I absolutely crush these two little sisters in a quiz game?’

Luye didn’t waste any more words with them; she could no longer restrain herself.

“The punishment for the 1st question is The Splits.”

As soon as Luye said this, Huanhong and Jinluan’s expressions changed drastically.

Even though Huanhong was a physical cultivator, she didn’t usually need to do The Splits. When had anyone seen a combatant specifically stretch their ligaments to that extent?

Seeing their terrified looks, Yinlin continued to gloat inwardly.

They were going to suffer for their lack of age. What kind of questions could teenage girls answer?

Old Song’s age was almost the combined age of Jinluan and Huanhong. His knowledge reserves were significantly higher than theirs.

To avoid making her joy too obvious, Yinlin put up a mock resistance: “You’ve offended the three of us. There will be no place left for you to stand in Next Day City.”

Luye didn’t bicker with them and posed the question: “Question 1: y^2-15y^2+70y-98=0, solve for y.”

Huh? What is this? Yinlin was instantly stunned, her eyes widening.

“Solving an equation?” Jinluan was caught off guard.

“Yes, solve the equation,” Luye gave a definitive answer.

“Isn’t this just a Cubic Equation? You’re using something so simple as a question? Are you sure you’re not joking?” Jinluan still couldn’t quite believe it.

Huanhong also found it unexpected.

Only Yinlin was now breaking out in a cold sweat.

No, it’s been over ten years since graduation. Who the hell remembers how to solve a Cubic Equation?

Luye: “If I tell you to answer, then answer. Why so many words?”

She flicked her whip, letting out a sharp cracking sound.

Jinluan immediately answered: “y=7.”

Huanhong also followed up immediately: “7.”

Yinlin hurriedly copied the answer: “Equals 7.”

Luye looked at Yinlin, who was the last to answer, and smiled: “Jinluan was the first to answer correctly.”

“…”

Yinlin wanted to curse in the street. This wasn’t fair. Asking this kind of question was basically age discrimination. How was a thirty-four-year-old man from society supposed to answer?

It wasn’t like he was a teacher or a professor. For an ordinary person muddling through society, how could they possibly answer this?

But she couldn’t say it out loud.

Luye didn’t indulge her and played for real. She looped two ropes around Yinlin’s ankles; the Punishment Game was about to begin.

“Wait, this isn’t fair! Even if I was slow, I still answered it!” Yinlin struggled again.

Luye moved anyway, pulling the ropes toward the tree trunks on either side. With a forceful tug, she forcibly pulled Yinlin into The Splits.

As it turned out, it was achieved very easily. She didn’t feel any resistance.

Luye was surprised, and Yinlin herself was surprised. It just… pulled apart like that?

Aside from being a bit uncomfortable and a bit embarrassing, it wasn’t much of anything.

When it was Huanhong’s turn, it was miserable. She screamed in pain, and it took several minutes before she was barely pulled into an obtuse angle, failing to form a straight line.

Tears of pain were streaming down her face.

Luye fixed her in that obtuse angle position.

“The punishment this time is tickling. Question 2.” Luye paused for a moment before saying: “In Right Triangle ABC, the hypotenuse AB=3, then AB^2+BC^2+CA^2=?”

Holy crap, this perverted way of playing is clearly age discrimination!

Yinlin was breaking out in a sweat again. Forget the answer; she didn’t even understand the question.

What is RT? She had heard the teacher mention it before, but she had forgotten it now.

“18,” Jinluan was the first to answer.

Yinlin hurriedly followed: “18.”

Luye looked at her with a beaming smile again, and then came the tickling, with special attention given to Yinlin.

First, she took off Yinlin’s high heels and tickled the soles of her feet.

When you touch your own soles, you don’t feel much, but when someone else tickles your soles, it’s too much to handle.

Yinlin laughed in agony, her legs shaking constantly, but she couldn’t escape Luye’s malicious hands.

Soon, tears were coming out from the laughter, yet her expression remained one of extreme suffering.

After finishing with the soles of her feet, Luye moved to her sides, tickling both flanks of her waist.

This time was even more agonizing. Tears, snot, and saliva all came out through the laughter. It was painful and so itchy that she couldn’t stop laughing.

By the time Luye had played her fill, Yinlin was as exhausted as if she had run several kilometers. She leaned against her two sisters, panting heavily, her face as red as an apple.