Rebellious Game C29.1

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Chp29. part1

The Sixth Sense, Dead for Years, Suddenly Returns

Inside the stadium.

The atmosphere was electric. Oblivious fans screamed and chanted their idol’s name.

They had finally made it to the long-awaited concert and should have been enjoying themselves to the fullest. Yet, Lin Qin couldn’t shake the thought of the injured people outside. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t bring himself to join in.

Yun Xin, meanwhile, was waving her glow stick with all her might.

As she waved, a thought struck her: *No wonder the company is recruiting employees with great strength and healthy constitutions. It turns out fangirling is a physically demanding job.*

The glow stick might be light, but holding it high and waving it continuously was actually quite exhausting.

If the glow stick was this much work, imagine the light boards.

Fortunately, to save the Boss earlier, Brother Zhao had been “forced” to throw his light board away…

Yun Xin herself wasn’t a fan, and this happened to be a heavy metal rock concert. All she could hear was a cacophony of noise and chaos.

The fans around her were having a blast, and after each song, they erupted into screams, making her eardrums hurt even more…

When the concert ended and they walked out of the stadium, Yun Xin was completely dazed.

Lin Qin, whose mind had been elsewhere the whole time, immediately took out his phone to search for news.

“Poor crowd control leads to concert stampede tragedy! 15 dead, 27 injured!”

Lin Qin stared at the headline, stunned.

He tapped the article to read more. A girl had invited her friends to a concert for her birthday, hoping for a night of wild fun. But at the gates, the crowd surged so violently that they couldn’t even breathe. Before they could even get inside the stadium, they were rushed to the hospital in ambulances.

That was the best-case scenario—just injuries.

Others had suffocated, their breath stolen by the crush.

Worse still were the victims who fell. It was said they had been trampled dozens of times before they died.

The sheer brutality of the situation was horrifying.

Lin Qin couldn’t bear to look any longer. He quickly closed the page, exited the app, and shoved his phone back into his pocket.

Brother Zhao sighed. “Your family warned you so many times—the world is dangerous right now. They told you not to wander around for no reason, but you just wouldn’t listen.”

Lin Qin felt a sudden, inexplicable wave of grievance. “How was I supposed to know it would be this bad before I went to the concert?”

How many accidents have happened in just a few days? he wondered. And all of them are major disasters with countless casualties.

He was starting to suspect that Death itself had marked him. Otherwise, how could he be crossing paths with such tragedies so frequently?

Sometimes, Lin Qin even secretly wondered if this streak of horrific luck was Yun Xin’s doing.

Ever since she joined the company, he felt like he was living in a horror movie, his nerves permanently on edge, never daring to relax for a single second.

This was merely a private suspicion, and he had no evidence to prove it. If it all turned out to be a coincidence, and he had wrongly blamed Yun Xin—his most valuable employee—he would feel terrible, even condemned by his own conscience.

“I’ve thought about it a long time. I’m going to shut down the company and go home,” Lin Qin said gloomily. “So, stop nagging.”

Life was always a trade-off.

After being repeatedly battered by reality, Lin Qin no longer possessed the naivety and fearless bravado of his younger self. His mindset had aged, leaving him as jaded as a forty-year-old man.

He had learned to compromise with reality, seeking an easier, safer way to survive.

Brother Zhao paused, staring in astonishment at his Sucker Boss—he never expected such a pleasant surprise today.

The Boss’s family had warned him repeatedly that accidents had been happening more frequently in recent years and that he was prone to trouble.

But the Sucker Boss had refused to listen, convinced that disaster would never strike him. He insisted on starting a company and even hiring employees to chase celebrities with him.

In the end, they had no choice but to assign two bodyguards to protect him.

The Sucker Boss was truly a piece of work, bouncing from one city to another, chasing one star after another.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t run into trouble before, but those incidents had all been minor and easily resolved. As a result, the Sucker Boss acted as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the warnings and continuing to do whatever he pleased.

However, the most recent few accidents were far too perilous and widespread for him to handle.

After several near-death experiences, the Sucker Boss finally came to his senses. He agreed to go home and stop his reckless behavior.

At that moment, Brother Zhao was overcome with emotion and couldn’t hold it back. Most importantly, he felt that he had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel!

Meanwhile, Lin Qin looked at Yun Xin. “I’ve decided not to start the company. Let’s part on good terms. When we settle up, I’ll give you an extra three months’ salary. If you’re not satisfied, just let me know, and we can discuss it further.”

Yun Xin had no complaints.

After attending the concert, she even felt like quitting and finding a new job.

Since she was leaving anyway, it didn’t matter if the boss dissolved the company.

“No need to discuss it further. Let’s just leave it at that,” Yun Xin said.

Lin Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether or not Yun Xin was the one who brought the disasters, he instinctively wanted to keep his distance from her.

Don’t ask why.

If anyone asked, he’d say his Sixth Sense, dormant for years, had suddenly returned to warn him.

Though the company was about to go belly-up, they were still on a business trip, and he couldn’t just abandon them in another city.

The thought of a six-day train ride back home turned Lin Qin’s face green.

“Let’s take the train,” Yun Xin suggested. “Forget the plane. If anything happens, there’s nowhere to escape.”

“Alright, you’re the boss,” Lin Qin agreed.

He even insisted on buying his own ticket and picking his own seat. He felt his choice would be somehow more auspicious, safer than a seat randomly assigned by someone else.

…Where did he get this confidence from?

While Lin Qin was obsessed with picking his seat, Brother Zhao walked over to Yun Xin and murmured, “Thanks for everything on this trip.”

Yun Xin modestly replied, “I didn’t do much. We all survived because we were lucky.”

But Brother Zhao countered, “Even if you keep saying your Sixth Sense is hit-or-miss, being able to guess right time and time again is still a kind of ability.”

Yun Xin paused, offering no reply.

Brother Zhao continued, “Next time you encounter a disaster, try to save as many people as possible. It’ll benefit you.”

After speaking, Brother Zhao didn’t wait for Yun Xin’s reaction. He walked over to the Sucker Boss and stood guard loyally beside him.

Yun Xin suddenly had a premonition—Brother Zhao wasn’t just a player, but an informed player.

He knew about the Evolution Game, and he knew she had high Spirit, allowing her to sense danger in advance.

Lin Qin’s family probably knew too, but they might have been unable to speak out, which was why they had sent a bodyguard to protect him.

Unfortunately, Lin Qin was like a newborn calf, unafraid of tigers, running all over the place.

He’d either take a plane or a train.

When the accident happened, Brother Zhao had all that skill but was powerless to stop it. Let alone protect his boss, he couldn’t even guarantee his own safety!

No wonder Brother Zhao had been looking at the Sucker Boss with such disdain after the plane accident. He was radiating a strange aura of “giving up, resigning to fate, not wanting to work, and really wanting to fire the boss.”

After figuring it all out, Yun Xin smiled faintly, silently sympathizing with Brother Zhao.

The return journey was smooth.

After arriving in their home city and politely saying their goodbyes, Yun Xin saw off yet another boss.

Although there hadn’t been any major financial losses and the boss was physically fine, he had probably suffered an indelible psychological trauma.

In the past, concerts = fan-girling = happiness.

From now on, concerts = fangirling = survival horror = embarrassment.

Worst of all, the stampede had caused absolute chaos. A passerby, shocked by the scene, had taken a bunch of photos.

The precious moment of Lin Qin riding on Brother Zhao’s shoulders was captured in one of them…

Right before they parted ways, the boss’s phone buzzed with a notification. He tapped it open, only to find a photo of himself.

His expression at that moment could only be described as despair.

The sheer mortification of having such a dark history forced into the public eye—Yun Xin felt suffocated just thinking about it on his behalf.

By comparison, the minor feat of sending off a new boss every week didn’t even register with her anymore.

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