The two of them simply held each other and slept through the night, their minds free of any other thoughts.
The next day, news arrived from Si’s side.
"The male lead has appointed Wen Nuan as his official consort. Upon learning of this, the female lead took her own life."
Little Wei hadn’t expected such an outcome. She opened her weary eyes, glanced at her peacefully sleeping master beside her, and planted a tender kiss on her forehead, reluctant to part.
"So… does this mean I have to leave now?"
"Yes. I’ll send you back now."
Little Wei felt her soul lift as if floating, and in no time, she found herself back in the milky-white space. Gazing at the distant white mist, she lazily raised her eyes before the system could speak.
"Another four-hour rest?" Little Wei asked.
"Correct," Si replied.
"Then I’ll sleep for three hours first. I’ll claim the mission rewards after I wake up."
Every time she returned, Little Wei felt overwhelmingly exhausted—it must be the toll of completing missions, not because she had weak kidneys.
Anyone who suggested otherwise would earn her ire.
Before sleeping, however, Little Wei spent five precious points on what looked like a luxurious cloud bed—an actual cloud. As soon as she confirmed the purchase, a soft, fluffy cloud materialized in the space, and she lay down on it.
It was incredibly comfortable.
According to the item description, it was highly effective in restoring energy.
Little Wei drifted off to sleep, while behind the mist, Si stared blankly at a golden orb before her—a soul fragment named Mu Miao. Perhaps because the two had spent so much time together in that world…
When extracting the emotions from the golden orb, Si’s true soul actually felt a pang in her heart.
Even though Mu Miao was only a tiny fragment of her soul.
As usual, she stored Mu Miao’s emotions in a secure vault, watching as two smaller orbs merged. Only then did she reintegrate Mu Miao’s original soul power into herself.
Si stepped away from the system console and waved her hand, dispersing the mist before her. Clad in a pale golden dress adorned with shimmering silver butterfly patterns, she walked gracefully toward the peacefully sleeping Little Wei.
The tassels at her temples swayed gently as Si gazed down at her with beautiful, deep eyes.
Little Wei’s features were faint due to the weakened state of her soul, but they were still discernible—undoubtedly lovely.
Even though the events of the past had severely damaged Gu Wei’s soul and fortune, leaving every subsequent reincarnation cursed with misfortune, her beauty remained untouched.
Even as a girl, she would always be a beautiful one.
"004, I’ve delivered the documents. What are you doing over there? Planning to steal a kiss?"
A woman in red suddenly appeared beside the system console, glancing at the golden-clad figure crouched near the host. Her eyes immediately narrowed with amusement.
"Why are you delivering them in person instead of transmitting them?" Si raised a brow. She recognized this woman—they had met before, in the company’s medical wing. Once a system herself, she now worked as a document courier for hosts.
"Well, considering your host’s… unique background, transmitting the files could risk interception. I’d better go now. Bye!"
With that, the woman in red vanished, leaving only the faint chime of bells in her wake. Si returned to the console as the mist slowly closed around her. She picked up the folder in front of her.
Emblazoned in gold were the characters of Gu Wei’s name.
A small note beneath it detailed her past identity. Si’s fingers brushed over it before she opened the file.
After thousands of years, she could finally access the records of Gu Wei’s reincarnations.
First life: In ancient times, a stablehand in the military camp—kicked to death by a horse.
Si frowned.
Second life: Still in ancient times, a frail and sickly noblewoman. A seemingly better fate, only to choke to death on a rice dumpling during New Year’s celebrations.
Si: "…"
This wasn’t a reincarnation record—it was a chronicle of Gu Wei’s hundred ways to die.
Unable to bear reading further, Si leaned back in her chair. Just then, a book flew down from the six-tiered shelf to her right, hovering before her.
Its edges were tinged with black—a sign of a deeply resentful soul fragment, one with a tendency toward corruption. But…
This world was unusual. The book was half-white and half-gold, unlike the one she had prepared for Little Wei.
"You want to see her?" Si asked.
The book bobbed up and down, as if nodding.
"But this is a merged world. Fanfiction elements have overwritten the original novel’s plot. It’s dangerous—I don’t want her going there."
The moment Si finished speaking, the book nuzzled against her, almost like it was pleading.
"I can’t control you, and you make up a significant part of my soul. Still… if I don’t rein you in, you might cause trouble. Fine, this time, it’s you." Her voice carried resignation.
There was no other choice.
Little Wei soon awoke to find a silver treasure chest and an open panel before her.
Novel Title: Unrequited Love
Mission Completion: 100% (Perfect)
Rewards: 40% of Little Wei’s soul light, a manual for light-footed martial arts, 300 points.
Current Points: 378
She opened the silver chest, and sure enough, a warm blue light enveloped her, filling her with comfort. Even in the mirror, she could vaguely make out the contours of her form now.
Inside also lay the martial arts manual.
Special Item: Lightfoot Water-Treading
Description: After use, the host’s body becomes light, capable of scaling walls and leaping rooftops.
This time, the rewards seemed genuinely useful. Little Wei opened the skill roulette and eagerly spun it.
She had been looking forward to this side-quest prize for a long time.
"Congratulations, host! You’ve obtained the skill Lock."
Special Skill: Lock
Description: Upon activation, freezes all objects in the vicinity—including time, space, and people. Duration and range depend on the host’s soul strength.
"Now this is a good one! Next time I snatch the male lead, he won’t be able to do a thing to me." Little Wei’s nonexistent tail might as well have been wagging.
Then, a half-white, half-gold book with blackened edges flung itself into her arms—and planted a kiss on her lips.
Little Wei: "?"
Since when did books start taking liberties? Was there no justice left for pure-hearted youths like her?
"Si, what is this thing?" She hastily peeled the book off, scowling at it.
It looked nothing like the ones from before.
And those blackened edges… for some reason, they sent a chill down her spine.
"This world is a merged one. Because the fanfiction became more popular than the original novel, its world fused with the original. Meaning… this book has two male leads—one from the original, one from the fanfiction."
Two male leads… Could it be—
"BL?!" Little Wei’s excitement skyrocketed.
Yes! Her first time encountering a boys’ love story. She’d preserve them as specimens and hang them on her wall.
Si: "…"
"No. The original female lead became part of the fanfiction male lead’s harem. It’s… complicated. You’ll understand once the world’s plot is transmitted to you."
"This time, the world setting is post-apocalyptic."
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