"Don’t you have some misunderstanding about your professional role?" Si's face twitched slightly.
A mage spamming basic attacks?
And against a warrior, no less.
"No, I think the edges of this staff are pretty sharp. One stab, and it’ll probably draw blood, right?" As she spoke, Ming Xiaowei even mimed a throwing motion.
"Kinda like Runtu stabbing a melon thief under the moonlight." Si was full of classic one-liners.
Ming Xiaowei decided she never wanted to talk to Si again.
Putting away her staff, she ordered takeout. Even if Zhao Qinghan had the ability to turn invisible, she’d still have to strike while those people were asleep.
Looks like she wouldn’t be getting an early night’s sleep.
Thankfully, she had the teleportation key—otherwise, sneaking into the hospital would’ve been impossible.
Ming Xiaowei was suddenly very fond of this item.
It’d be perfect for tomb raiding in the future.
Then again, she didn’t want to get arrested—especially not for writing about tomb raiding.
The takeout arrived in about twenty minutes. Ming Xiaowei forced herself to finish the whole bucket of fried chicken while watching TV.
She nearly choked to death.
"Si, what’s the female lead doing?" Ming Xiaowei washed the grease off her hands and leaned against the wall to digest—mostly because the food was so greasy it made her nauseous.
"She’s taking a shower."
Ming Xiaowei perked up, her heart stirring with mischief. "So, uh… can I watch the live stream?"
Si: ?
"Are you trying to cheat?" Si saw right through her.
"No, no! I just meant—when will she finish? Then we can fight." Ming Xiaowei hadn’t expected the fried chicken to taste so awful. If it weren’t for not wanting to waste food, she wouldn’t have forced herself to eat every last bite.
"You’re a girl. Can’t you think of something less violent?" Si was both exasperated and amused.
But Zhao Qinghan was indeed about to leave.
As the female lead, even if she was going to kill someone, she’d make sure to clean up nicely first.
Ming Xiaowei ended up waiting a full two hours for Zhao Qinghan to finally step out.
"Is she attending a banquet or something?" Ming Xiaowei gritted her teeth.
If murder weren’t illegal, Zhao Qinghan’s grave would already be overgrown with ten-meter-tall weeds.
"Yeah, pretty much. She’s taking her sweet time," Si replied leisurely.
After her shower, the female lead went through an elaborate skincare routine, as if trying to cleanse herself of bad luck.
"Tell me when she gets to the hospital. I’m gonna nap for a bit."
But how was she supposed to record Zhao Qinghan’s misdeeds later?
Wait—couldn’t Si handle that?
"Little Siii~"
"Nope." As if reading her mind, Si immediately shut her down.
"I didn’t even say anything yet!" Ming Xiaowei slumped in defeat.
"At most, I’ll verbally help you complete the mission, but I won’t do this for you. Besides, there’s probably a better idea than just recording."
Ming Xiaowei huffed, then decided to buy five pinhole cameras from the system store for five points. Small gadgets like these were pretty cheap.
Now, she just had to get to the hospital before the female lead.
Luckily, the idiots who’d crossed Zhao Qinghan were all in the same ward, making things a bit easier.
Ming Xiaowei took out the key. A flash of silver light later, she landed inside the hospital room.
Only a small lamp was on. Ming Xiaowei locked the door behind her as soon as she entered.
The men inside, not fully asleep yet, stirred at the noise. When they saw a pretty girl standing there, they froze.
"Uh… wrong room?" one of them asked, confused.
Sure, she was cute, but come on—they had multiple fractures. They weren’t exactly in the mood to appreciate a pretty face.
"Nope. I’m here to warn you—someone’s coming to kill you later." Ming Xiaowei smiled sweetly, which only made the men laugh.
"Little girl, you’re joking, right? There are cameras outside, and we’re in a hospital."
Their faces screamed disbelief.
This wasn’t some fantasy world where people could just kill whoever they wanted.
"Believe me or not, someone’s definitely coming." Ming Xiaowei walked over to their beds and stuck the pinhole cameras onto the walls one by one.
Unlike real-world cameras, these blended seamlessly into the walls upon contact—invisible to everyone but her.
To the men, it just looked like she was tapping the wall.
"No way…" They exchanged uneasy glances, but fear was already creeping in.
After all, they’d scammed their idol out of over a million.
Still, they were disappointed Zhao Qinghan had turned out to be that kind of person.
"Pretend to sleep for now. You’ll see soon enough. I’ll hide in the bathroom." Ming Xiaowei couldn’t be bothered to explain further.
Whether they lived or died wasn’t her problem.
The men watched her disappear into the bathroom and stayed silent for a long moment. In the end, they didn’t call for a doctor.
A girl like her wasn’t a threat to them.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qinghan was still on her way—literally riding a horse.
Her loli system analyzed the current situation for her.
"I’ve taken care of the trending scandal. In a few days, I’ll assign you some missions. Completing them will boost your luck, so the negative publicity won’t hurt your career."
"Good. And once these people are dead, can you cover my tracks?" Zhao Qinghan stared out the window at the passing trees, her expression dark and unreadable.
They brought this on themselves. If they hadn’t crossed her, she wouldn’t have to resort to this.
"Umm… Mama Han, I don’t really recommend killing them. It’ll mess with your karma and hurt your cultivation. Just a small suggestion, though~" The loli’s voice was soft and sweet, making even criticism sound gentle.
"It’s fine. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t be drowning in online hate. Those idiots have no idea what I’ve been through." Zhao Qinghan’s eyes reddened slightly, her fists clenched tight.
For a brief moment, she suddenly wanted to fall in love.
The loli didn’t know how to comfort her, so she stayed quiet.
If Zhao Qinghan was determined to do this, there was no stopping her.
Might as well just go with the flow.
No protagonist in a power fantasy ever listened to their system anyway.
By the time Zhao Qinghan reached the hospital, the loli system suddenly sensed a faint but overwhelming energy fluctuation. It was so intense it made her heart race.
Should she say something?
The loli hesitated.
But Zhao Qinghan had already activated her invisibility and slipped into the hospital. Even the car she’d arrived in remained cloaked.
She needed an airtight alibi.
The thought of finally getting revenge filled Zhao Qinghan with exhilaration.
She slipped into the elevator with a crowd, quietly pressing the button for her floor before leaning against the wall, unaware that someone else had joined her.
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