Little Wei truly had no fondness for the man inside Li Luoyi's body.
Someone who derives pleasure from destroying the world is probably a bit unhinged.
No matter what, Little Wei would never take her anger out on society. And honestly, no one had done anything to the person inside Li Luoyi.
What a freak.
"Little Nailuo, do you think we can force the soul out of Li Luoyi's body?"
If they could expel that person's soul, the original Li Luoyi would wake up.
"Well, it's possible, but generally, the host's soul is deeply fused with the original body. It’s very hard to forcibly drive a soul out."
"Unless we find out which organization the soul inside Li Luoyi belongs to and report it to the system. That could terminate the competition."
As soon as she finished speaking, Little Nailuo keenly noticed Si glancing at her.
"No need to report it. For someone like this, I have a better solution."
Si's voice suddenly echoed in Little Nailuo's mind.
"If she wants to destroy the world, then I’ll make her the most ordinary person in it—strip her of her host status."
Little Nailuo shuddered violently. Si was truly ruthless.
Little Nailuo had dealt with plenty of hosts before. Most of them, emboldened by their systems, acted arrogantly, thinking they were special.
Honestly, people like that might not even fear death, but what they feared most was… becoming an utterly powerless ordinary person.
"So, Si, how do we do it?"
Little Nailuo rubbed her hands together in anticipation. She was genuinely curious about Si’s abilities.
After all, just by looking at her, it was obvious she was formidable. Little Nailuo was her little fangirl.
"If she’s acting like this, then her system can’t be anything good either. You’re more familiar with dark-system organizations—look into it."
Little Nailuo broke into a cold sweat. Dark systems? Her own origins weren’t exactly pristine, but compared to this…
Hers was practically normal.
"Fine." Little Nailuo pouted.
She was a proper system, not like those trashy ones.
"And once we find it?" Little Nailuo asked.
"Blow it up." Ling Wanbai’s voice was crisp and decisive. For a moment, Little Nailuo thought she’d misheard.
Blow it up?
Wait, was she—a tiny system—really being asked to blow up an entire organization?
Did no one consider her petite frame?
She was scared.
"Si, I’m scared-scared." Little Nailuo was genuinely terrified. She was just a system, and they were a system-manufacturing organization. One whip from them, and she’d be turned into a ragdoll.
Ling Wanbai: ?
"Fine. Then just find the location and send me the coordinates. I’ll report it to the company and have them handle the explosion."
The hosts contracted by such system organizations were basically walking bioweapons. Ling Wanbai didn’t want her wife suffering any harm in this world.
What if she got so scared she couldn’t even have babies anymore?
"Si, you’re too violent, wuwuwu." Little Nailuo covered her face.
"Hmm?" Ling Wanbai drew out the syllable, her tone teasing and ambiguous.
Had Little Nailuo been spending too much time with Little Wei lately?
Why was she suddenly acting all sweet and fake, just like her?
"Speak properly. Whether you can join our company depends on your performance." Ling Wanbai snorted.
There was a reason she’d taken Little Nailuo in.
Aside from their veteran systems, the company needed fresh blood. But finding capable, clean systems was incredibly difficult.
Little Nailuo’s temperament was decent, and for her to have taken form in such an organization, Si figured she had potential. So she kept her around.
No point wasting her.
"Okay, Si! I’ll do my best!" At the mention of joining the company, Little Nailuo’s eyes sparkled.
Honestly?
It wasn’t that she looked down on other organizations, but Skyreach Corporation had the best benefits. Systems even had the right to choose their hosts. And most importantly…
Skyreach paid way too well.
Once she joined, she’d grow up in no time.
Meanwhile, Li Luoyi, having just eliminated the remaining players nearby, suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
"System, I’m definitely getting first place’s reward this time, right?" Li Luoyi patted her chest, inexplicably unsettled.
Probably just her imagination?
"Absolutely. You’re the most outstanding host I’ve seen in centuries. Once we destroy this world, I’ll absorb enough energy to grant you even more privileges."
Hearing her system’s reassurance, Li Luoyi relaxed slightly.
Before she could move, footsteps sounded behind her.
Her heart leapt as she spun around to see her last two teammates standing there.
"You scared me!" Li Luoyi clutched her chest, forcing a bright smile.
"Long time no see. I’m Ling Wanbai." Ling Wanbai extended a hand.
Little Wei shot her a sidelong glance. Why was she greeting the enemy so politely?
Li Luoyi’s smile stiffened.
She hated interacting with people, especially those from novel worlds.
To her, there was no point befriending or dealing with NPCs.
The world had never been kind to her, so Li Luoyi had always wanted to destroy it.
"Long time no see." Li Luoyi grabbed Ling Wanbai’s hand, then immediately yanked hers back, wiping it discreetly on her clothes.
Ling Wanbai’s eyes cooled, but she said nothing.
"Let’s team up. The final zone’s coming up."
Li Luoyi glanced at the twin-tailed loli beside Ling Wanbai.
With such a cute getup, she must be a girl too.
Good. At least it wasn’t a guy. Li Luoyi sighed inwardly.
Girls were easier to handle. She’d met plenty of female hosts before—most were airheaded, obsessed with romance, total love-addicts.
Like this one, always clinging to Ling Wanbai.
Ugh.
Disgusting.
Still, Li Luoyi kept the malice in her eyes well-hidden.
"Big sis, you’re so pretty!" Little Wei suddenly spoke up, pinching Li Luoyi’s cheek.
Caught off guard, Li Luoyi winced at the sharp pain.
"What the hell?!" She stumbled back, glaring at Little Wei.
"Stop pretending. I know who you are. No need to act cute with me—and you should know who I am too." Little Wei had no patience for games.
Time to lay it all out.
"How did you—?" Li Luoyi was stunned.
"I saw you. Shoulder-to-shoulder with Du Ran. I’ve had my eye on you." Little Wei crossed her arms.
"You—" Li Luoyi was speechless.
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