"What the hell! Damn it! My eyes!" Fang Zhiyi recalled that it had been a long time since he last saw such a cheesy plot.
"Don't these people have anything else on their minds besides falling in love?"
The system of the Quick Transmigration Bureau said cautiously, "Fang Yunlan's soul said that if she lost to someone else, she'd accept it. But losing to a wandering soul from who - knows - where, she's not willing to give in. So she commissioned our time - traveler..."
Fang Zhiyi looked at it and asked, "So, is that time - traveler now Fang Yunlan?"
"Yes."
"Then what am I called here for?"
The system glanced at Little Hei and said carefully, "The time - traveler is a bit out of her depth... Since I don't have many resources to support her, she has to rely on her own abilities to survive. But according to Boss Yue's estimate, the chance of failure is quite high."
Suddenly, Little Hei said, "However, Fang Zhiyi, you might be a bit interested in this world."
Fang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows. "Interest? I just want to find a place to lie down now! I've fought battles for dozens of lifetimes. Can't I just enjoy myself..."
His words stopped abruptly because, following the direction Little Hei pointed, Fang Zhiyi felt a... pigtail?
He tugged at the pigtail behind his head. It was firmly attached. At the same time, he ran his other hand over his head. It was bald, with just some stubble.
There was a moment of silence.
"Could this be the..."
The system shook its head. "No, this is just a fictional dynasty. Maybe it has some similarities with the world you're familiar with."
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "Stop talking. Leave it to me."
A suddenly - barging - in soldier interrupted their conversation.
"General! An urgent dispatch from the capital!"
Fang Zhiyi took it, and the soldier retreated.
He slowly opened the letter, and Fang Yunlan's delicate handwriting came into view.
It was about how the emperor had been neglecting her, and how she had been targeted by a woman named He Yinqing and the princess, Xiao Xiao, working together. As a result, she couldn't eat or sleep well. The letter was filled with despair.
After reading it, Fang Zhiyi asked, "Does that time - traveler still not know I'm here?"
The system shook its head. "No, this is a last - minute task."
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Now go back and tell her that no matter what the other side does..." Fang Zhiyi suddenly paused and looked at Little Hei with some disgust. "Don't you even give basic training to the people you recruit?"
"What training?" Little Hei clearly looked a bit guilty.
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath. "Forget it. I'll write her a reply now. You go back and stay with her. Just tell her one thing: if she doesn't use her head, I can't save her."
Watching the system leave in a daze, Little Hei asked, "Hey, you just let it go like that? Don't you want it to remind that newbie?"
"Remind? Who reminded me back then?" Fang Zhiyi sneered. He stared blankly at the pen in his hand for a while. "This job is not going to be easy."
Fang Zhiyi turned to Little Hei beside him. "Do you think my character here is a bit like someone with the surname Nian?"
Little Hei looked a bit confused.
Fang Zhiyi talked to himself. "No, at least in the early days, the one with the surname Nian had the emperor's protection and loyal subordinates. But here, I'm just a lone commander. Damn it, who created this messed - up world."
This time, Little Hei could chime in. "You know, those love - themed worlds are just so unreasonable."
"Forget it. Let's write the letter first." Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath. It had been a long time since he last had this feeling.
In the capital, in the palace, Fang Yunlan looked at the letter in her hand and frowned, thinking for a long time.
Was this really written by the leader of the bureau? She looked at the system suspiciously. Since the system came back, it only said that her elder brother had been replaced by Fang Zhiyi and didn't say anything else.
The letter was extremely plain, full of nonsense. Only at the end did it tell her to keep a low profile and not fight for the emperor's favor.
If it weren't for the system's words, Fang Yunlan would have suspected something was wrong.
But when she read it for the third time, she suddenly noticed the last sentence.
"Get on good terms with He Yinqing."
She always felt something was off. He Yinqing was the time - traveling woman who had killed the original owner. Shouldn't they give her a good beating instead?
Fang Yunlan read this sentence several times. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the letter paper, and suddenly she felt a bulge. She looked at the character in confusion.
It was the character "trust".
"Big brother trusts you."
Seeing this character, Fang Yunlan's eyes moved down. Suddenly, she paused on a character on the left below, and then the one below it, until four characters were connected.
"The letter has been checked. Endure."
Fang Yunlan took a deep breath. At this moment, she repeated the last sentence again. Her eyes widened, and it took a while before she showed a look of understanding.
The system nervously watched Fang Yunlan's expression. Since this time - traveler came, even though she knew the plot, she couldn't handle the female lead and the others. She had suffered one setback after another and seemed about to go crazy.
Suddenly, Fang Yunlan ordered someone to prepare a carriage and was going to leave the palace.
When He Yinqing saw Fang Yunlan coming again, she still smiled. She had already made up her mind that as long as Fang Yunlan dared to cause trouble in her shop, she would call Wei An and the emperor! She didn't believe they'd side with this domineering Consort Fang.
"Yo, Consort Fang has come in person. What's wrong with your face? Why is it so red?"
He Yinqing said in a sarcastic tone.
Although Fang Yunlan had mentally prepared herself before coming, she almost lost her temper. Fortunately, she thought of Fang Zhiyi's letter and endured it.
"Maybe my skin doesn't suit the skincare product I bought from you last time. So I'm here to choose a new one today."
He Yinqing was stunned. What? Was this Consort Fang so slow - witted? Didn't she know it was her who had deliberately set her up?
Seeing her in a daze, Fang Yunlan took the opportunity to step forward and hold her hand. "Sister, I didn't understand you before and offended you a lot. I really apologize. Please don't be angry." As she said that, she stuffed a gold bar into her hand.
He Yinqing's eyes almost turned into crescents when she saw the gold bar.
"What are you saying, Consort Fang? You're being so polite. Come on, I'll personally pick a suitable face cream for you."
When He Yinqing turned around, a flash of hatred flashed in Fang Yunlan's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. The leader had said to endure, so she just had to endure. Anyway, if it ended up badly, it would be the leader's responsibility.
There was no sabotage in this skincare product. Fang Yunlan happily thanked He Yinqing and promised to introduce more noble ladies to her. He Yinqing was beaming with joy.
Even their way of addressing each other had become "sister".
For He Yinqing, as long as a customer could make her money, it didn't matter who it was. Anyway, she had someone backing her up, so she wasn't afraid of Consort Fang causing any more trouble.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
