Mission Issued: Listen to Their True Thoughts
Mission Reward: Alert Aura! Effect: When the body is in an excited state, you can freely choose whether to activate the Alert Aura. The aura can detect living humans and animals within a 200-meter radius. It remains active as long as the excited state persists and automatically deactivates afterward.
Failure Penalty: Title Acquired—"Timid as a Mouse!" Title Effect: Amplifies cautious emotions, reduces courage, indecisiveness in critical moments, prioritizes fleeing, assumes everyone is out to harm you, and prefers hiding in corners.
Li Ming quickly skimmed the mission details and helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead. He had guessed a mission might pop up at this moment, but he hadn’t expected it to actually trigger!
Shaking his head, Li Ming reviewed the mission details again.
The reward was genuinely good, but he wasn’t sure how easy it would be to enter the "excited state." As for the penalty—well, failure wasn’t an option. Besides, he still had a "Good Person Card" that could negate one failure penalty.
After a brief moment of thought, Li Ming turned and approached Wang Xin. Meeting her affectionate gaze, he tentatively asked,
"Wang Xin, it’s not just about whether others might overhear. As the warden, helping you is my duty. You don’t need to demean yourself to repay me. If you have other needs, just tell me. I’ll still help you."
Li Ming spoke sincerely, his eyes fixed on Wang Xin’s radiant, captivating face. A sudden thought crossed his mind: Youth is wasted on the young—foolish to prize innocence over experience!
But instead of being deterred, Wang Xin only laughed more brightly, her gaze growing even more alluring as she watched Li Ming swallow hard.
"Warden~ You’ve got it all wrong! I’m not degrading myself to repay you. I just…"
Mid-sentence, and to Li Ming’s utter disbelief, she yanked him straight behind the bed curtains…
A dream from the other night flashed through Li Ming’s mind. Maybe he wasn’t being assimilated by those tiger-headed figures—maybe this was who he’d always been…
Their prison block was only about 400 meters in diameter, yet within Li Ming’s consciousness, he could clearly see the guards stationed outside the block. It felt like a divine ability, utterly unbelievable.
But before Li Ming could explore further, the Alert Aura automatically shut off. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reactivate it.
Reviewing the skill description, it stated that the aura could only remain active during an excited state. But right now…?
A sudden realization struck him.
Could it be… referring to this?
Considering the mission’s usual eccentricities, it was highly possible!
Snapping back to reality, Li Ming knew this wasn’t the time to study the skill—someone might show up any minute.
He hurriedly dressed and considerately helped Wang Xin tidy up as well.
Wang Xin gazed at him with resentment. She’d thought Li Ming was a harmless little rabbit, but now that she’d experienced him, she realized he was a full-grown tiger! She’d been utterly defeated.
Her body was completely drained of energy—how was she supposed to work in the factory later?
"Warden… I can’t… I’m exhausted, no strength left. Let me rest a bit," Wang Xin pleaded.
Li Ming smiled faintly as he continued helping her into her prison uniform. "Don’t worry. Just rest here. I’ll talk to the supervisor and get you a day off."
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m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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