[Required Charm Value: 1, Host's Charm Value: 9, Qualified.]
[Ding! Task triggered: Rescue the trapped woman.]
[Task reward: Random Attribute Point *1]
The familiar prompt sounded in her mind, and Ning Yu revealed a satisfied smile.
This was practically effortless, and she could earn an Attribute Point.
As soon as the door opened, an unpleasant odor wafted out.
In the room, a woman was bound by ropes to a high rack, her eyes covered with a dirty cloth, and a sock stuffed in her mouth.
She wore tattered office attire; she must have been a white-collar worker before the apocalypse.
Now her clothes had been cut in many places, particularly around certain sensitive areas.
Some parts of her clothing, especially her skirt, were completely torn.
She apparently hadn't bathed for quite some time, her body emanating a sharp, foul odor mixed with unspeakable smells.
When she heard the door open, thinking some horrifying thing had come again, she twisted violently in resistance, making muffled "mmph mmph" pleading sounds.
She was trembling with fear.
Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue looked at this pitiful woman, understanding what kind of inhuman treatment she must have endured here.
Ning Yu stepped forward and cut through the restraints on the woman's hands with one slash.
The woman, who had been struggling fiercely, suddenly felt her hands loosen as they were freed from the ropes.
[Ding! Task: Rescue the trapped woman completed!]
[Reward distributed: Charm *1]
Ning Yu heard the reward prompt and rolled her eyes - how did it end up like this?
Couldn't she get something better as a baseline?
The woman rubbed her bound wrists, which bore deep purple-blue marks from the rope - who knows how many days she'd been restrained like this.
She sensed that the newcomers weren't those men, so she slowly removed the blindfold.
She then took out the sock stuffed in her mouth and breathed weakly.
Her eyes had been covered for so long that everything was blurry, but she could vaguely make out that standing before her was a young girl.
This girl seemed to have beautiful silver-white hair, wasn't very tall, and appeared quite young.
She felt somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place why.
Realizing she had been rescued and would no longer have to endure those beasts' abuse, she tried to express her gratitude.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, it turned into sobbing, and she burst into tears.
Streams of tears flowed from her eyes, telling the story of everything she had endured these past days - those men had barely treated her as human.
They would visit her whenever they were in a good mood, and when they weren't, they would beat her. She felt she was worth less than a toy to them.
She recalled how she had finally gathered her courage and fought her way out of the zombie-filled hotel.
After facing various difficulties and dangers, nearly dying several times to the zombies, she had finally escaped to this training center.
There was plenty of food and water here, and she thought she could stay safely for a while.
But then one day, a man being chased by zombies appeared, and she felt compassion and opened the training center's door to let him take shelter.
Who knew that as soon as he entered, he would knock her unconscious with a club.
What followed was days of unspeakable humiliation, memories as hellish as they were unbearable.
Blindfolded, she had lost track of how many days and nights she had spent in this foul-smelling room.
Her body had become so filthy that even she felt nauseated by it.
She deeply regretted how that single moment of kindness had led to her downfall.
She had tried to commit suicide several times but failed, only to be discovered and subjected to more beatings and abuse.
In the endless darkness, she would often think of that girl she saw fighting zombies at the hotel that day, remembering her beautiful figure.
She remembered how she stood among the zombie horde, standing in this hopeless apocalyptic city, with that proud and solitary bearing.
If she could have been as strong as that girl, would she have ended up in this situation?
No, that wasn't quite right. This wasn't entirely about being strong or weak.
It was about that cursed moment of kindness that day.
She gritted her teeth in anger, swearing that if she could do it over, she would personally hack that pursued man to pieces!
Ning Yu watched the woman before her, who seemed unable to stop crying.
The room was unbearably foul - she couldn't understand how those men could have done what they did.
Holding her nose, she prepared to signal Shen Yiyue to leave.
After all, the task was complete now, and the woman was free.
Whatever happened next wasn't her concern.
Just as she was about to step through the doorway, a weak voice came from behind:
"Wait... please wait..."
Having not spoken for many days, her throat was hoarse, and it seemed like she had used all her strength just to say those words.
Ning Yu slowly turned around, looking at her, waiting to hear what she had to say.
Through the dirt on her face, traces of beauty could still be seen - probably one reason why she had been targeted.
"Th-thank you... if it weren't for you... I..."
The woman stopped crying and spoke with difficulty. She raised her head, finally seeing her rescuer clearly.
Then her eyes widened, showing a complex expression:
"It's... it's you!"
???
Me again?
Ning Yu was completely puzzled - why was it always her?
Had this woman met her sister, or what?
This wasn't something to say carelessly.
The last person who said "it's you?" had already met their end.
"You know me?"
Ning Yu asked coldly and calmly.
Seeing Ning Yu's unfamiliar response, the woman froze:
Of course - she had only seen her one-sidedly, watching her fight from the hotel that day, while to Ning Yu, she was just a complete stranger.
She suddenly didn't know what to say. The person who had inspired her had now come to save her.
It was a coincidence known only to her.
But for some reason, even though she had been rescued, she seemed to sink into an even deeper depression.
Ning Yu particularly disliked people speaking in riddles - that blue-haired mechanical girl from last time had been annoying enough.
Seeing the woman say "it's you" and then fall silent,
She frowned, drew her dagger, and walked up to the woman.
Placing the dagger against the woman's throat, she fixed her with an icy stare:
"Speak, or I'll kill you."
But the woman seemed not to hear anything, remaining in her daze, as if life and death no longer mattered to her.
She simply allowed Ning Yu to threaten her with the dagger.
Ning Yu found herself at a loss for what to do.
The woman seemed completely frozen - if she killed her now, she wouldn't be able to get any answers.
After a long while, the woman finally came to her senses, her gaze lowered, appearing somewhat tired.
As if having made some kind of decision, she slowly began to speak.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
