Survival 2

The next day, Ye Feng woke up and began his routine, scanning his surroundings for new targets while remaining vigilant for any hidden threats. As he moved through the forest, his sharp eyes caught sight of a small lake nestled between the trees. The surface shimmered under the morning sun, reflecting the sky above. His gaze shifted to the lone figure in the water—a girl bathing.

A smirk played on Ye Feng's lips as he locked onto his next target. However, before making his move, he crouched and surveyed the area. The wilderness had its own rules, and only fools attacked without understanding the battlefield. His target, a young girl around thirteen, stood waist-deep in the water.

Her name was Ning Xiao. Like Ye Feng, she was also from China, abducted when she was only seven years old. Unlike others, she was taken not because of her strength or skill but because of her beauty. Even as a child, it was evident she would grow into a stunning young woman.

Her family had been ordinary—her father a humble teacher, her mother a homemaker. They had barely managed to get by, living in a small house, unaware that predators lurked in the shadows. She had been an easy target for human traffickers associated with Zero. A girl with no powerful background and a beauty that could fetch a high price—she had been a profitable transaction.

Yet, fate had twisted her path. Instead of being sold, she was trained as a killer. The transition had not been easy. Raised with kindness, she had resisted, clinging to the values her mother had instilled in her. But as the years passed, she had learned the truth—kindness had no place in a world ruled by the strong.

Despite her transformation, she had retained a piece of her old self. She had killed only twice since the start of this survival challenge, both times out of necessity, convincing herself that she would only take a life when there was no other option. Yet deep down, she knew that survival meant more than just defending oneself—it meant ensuring no threats remained.

Now, she stood in the lake, her delicate features reflecting in the water. Only her head was visible above the surface, her chest and lower body submerged. Her skin was pale, her eyes held a faint hint of blue, and her long, wet hair clung to her slender frame. She looked fragile, almost angelic—an appearance that masked the deadly skills she had honed over the years.

Ye Feng remained hidden, continuing to analyze the situation. However, his focus was interrupted when he noticed movement near the edge of the lake. His gaze sharpened. A figure darted through the foliage—another participant, a boy, rushing towards Ning Xiao while she was still dressing.

Ning Xiao barely had time to react. Her eyes widened in alarm as she instinctively stepped back. But just as she moved, a knife whizzed through the air, slicing cleanly into the attacker's neck from behind.

The boy staggered mid-charge, his momentum carrying him forward before he collapsed at Ning Xiao's feet. Blood pooled beneath him, his eyes still open in shock.

Ning Xiao hurriedly pulled on her pants and grabbed her knife, her body tensed for another attack. Her heart pounded as she scanned the area for her unknown savior—or was it another enemy?

Ye Feng emerged from the shadows, his steps measured and unhurried. His expression remained impassive as he walked up to the corpse and crouched beside it. Without a word, he retrieved his knife from the boy's neck, wiping the blade clean on the dead body's clothes. Only then did he raise his eyes to meet Ning Xiao's.

For a long moment, the two stared at each other. A beautiful girl and a deadly young man—an unlikely pair in this bloodstained forest.

Ye Feng silently assessed her. She was indeed stunning, and though he rarely cared for such things, he acknowledged that beauty had its uses. He had intended to kill her, but now, looking at her delicate features, he found himself reconsidering.

Ning Xiao was equally cautious. She was grateful that he had saved her, but she knew better than to lower her guard. His presence was overwhelming, his gaze piercing. There was something dangerous about him—something that made her heart race, not in fear, but in a way she couldn't quite understand.

Ye Feng finally made his decision. He turned around and started to walk away.

Just as he took his third step, a soft yet firm voice stopped him.

"Please wait."

He paused and turned his head slightly, his expression unreadable.

Ning Xiao took a breath, her voice steady. "Thank you for helping me."

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "For helping you? Or for saving your life?" he asked.

She hesitated for a moment before replying, "I could have escaped from him without your help. So technically, you only helped me out, not saved my life."

A smirk tugged at Ye Feng's lips. He shook his head slightly and then said, "I wasn't talking about saving you from him." He gestured towards the dead boy. "I meant saving your life from myself."

Ning Xiao blinked, momentarily speechless. Was he implying that she owed him gratitude simply because he chose not to kill her? By that logic, should she start thanking every person who didn't attack her? That was absurd.

Ye Feng chuckled at her expression. "I know what you're thinking," he said. "But this situation is different. I spared you solely because of that beautiful face of yours. So tell me, when someone chooses to let you live, isn't it common courtesy to say thank you?"

Ning Xiao frowned, but to her own surprise, she found herself nodding. "...Makes sense." The words escaped her lips before she realized it. Then, meeting his gaze, she said, "Thank you for sparing my life."

Ye Feng's smirk deepened.

A moment later, she furrowed her brows. "Wait… so you're saying if I weren't beautiful, you would have killed me?"

He nodded without hesitation.

Her irritation flared, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the logic in his words. Beauty had saved her today, but it had also been the reason she had been abducted in the first place. A cruel irony.

Life was unpredictable. A blessing in one moment could turn into a curse in the next. Like winning a lottery—one might celebrate, only to be targeted by those who sought to steal it. Survival wasn't about luck. It was about knowing when to act, when to hide, and when to strike.

So just like that everything good happens to you may not result in a good outcome and everything bad happens to you may not result in a bad outcome , it all depends on the situation and what decision you take in response of the happening .

Just in the case of you winning a lottery you should be wary of individuals around you and find a way to invest money somewhere that even after your death no one other than you trust completely can take it out and then make it known to people around you about your investment, this way you can save yourself from any danger due to your wealth.