Linlang chose to end the mission.
After opening her eyes again, she returned to the familiar space.
As she walked down the teleportation platform, her elegant and relaxed posture made the people around her uncomfortable.
There was no one in this group who hadn't been stabbed by the male leads or male matches a few times! As a result, many agents sank into a state of depression after their missions because they couldn't pull themselves out of their tragic endings.
Being a bit pretty and dressing up like a white lotus won't avoid the fate of being discarded.
In this bleak and dismal situation, Linlang was still smiling happily. Faults must obviously be picked!
"Hey, newcomer, what world were you in?" A beauty dressed in red clothes asked in the manner of wanting to start a fight.
Different from the Female Lead Department that was all smooth sailing, the tasks performed by the Female Match Department all ended in turmoil. The suicide rate was very high among the agents here, and their numbers have continued to dwindle. What's more, fools couldn't survive in the dangerous department. This was a place where beauties fought openly and maneuvered covertly in ways more brilliant than palace fighting dramas.
In light of these special circumstances, there was no single person in charge of the Female Match Department. Whoever survived was king and they maintained a delicate balance through the fierce competition.
This competitiveness was also brought on by the fact that agents couldn't see each other's mission plots.
Linlang smiled and said, "This seems to be personal. Why are you asking?"
The woman in red sneered. "Fine if you don't want to say it. I'll see you on the life-and-death platform."
The life-and-death platform was a cruel elimination mechanism where agents entered the same world together. The person with the least points will not only be seriously injured but would also have to defer all their accrued points to the winner.
Linlang heard it. Yo, she's run into a tough one.
But for a person like her who loved peace, if she can talk, then she won't make a move. So she said, "It was a modern world!"
"Oh, was it?" A cold light shone in the beautiful woman's narrowed eyes. "Then what was your identity?"
"An animal trainer!" Linlang opened up like a chatterbox. "Because the host died in the mouth of a beast, I chopped off its claws, peeled it with a knife, then dug its heart out and... Dear, I'm not done talking, why are you leaving?"
Just then, something seemed to have touched Linlang. Looking up, she saw a little black cat foaming at the mouth and immediately hugged it. Its paws shook in horror. Help! It doesn't want to be chopped into a stew by its perverted master!
"What's the matter, little cutie? You don't seem to want to see me." Linlang's eyebrows curved in a smile. Her fingers gently brushed the cat's smooth fur. Its back felt like a current had passed through its spine.
The little black cat swallowed. "Master, was that beast really...mutilated by you?"
"Do you think I would do this kind of bloody thing?" Linlang raised her eyebrow and asked.
The little black cat suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Rolling around in her arms, it spoke with a coquettish voice. "I knew Master is a good person!"
Linlang laughed despite herself. What does this stupid little milk cat know? Pain wasn't limited to the body.
Her good friend Junwan was still in a mission. Linlang had nothing to do but play with the kitten all day long, and so the originally chubby little thing lost a wide circle.
Under Meiqiu's accusatory eyes, Linlang graciously accepted the next mission. It was an advanced Level C world.
Elementary was when the entry point was at the beginning of the story, giving agents ample time to plan.
Intermediate meant the plot had progressed to the middle.
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Linlang caressed her long hair meaningfully. Her favorite plot was one of recovering from a seemingly impossible situation.
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A Rolls-Royce parked in front of the school gate.
The tall gentleman opened the door and padded the roof with his hand.
"Thank you for bringing me back, Senior Han."
"It's my pleasure to serve the beauty." The man's handsome face expressed a smile as he exclaimed, "Linlang, this dress truly suits you. So beautiful."
The thin long dress with bare shoulders had a gorgeous decorative pattern that contrasted against her fair white skin charmingly.
Linlang lowered her head and chuckled.
It wasn't a provocative gesture, yet it could still fascinate people.
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Young Master Han, who had always been afraid of women, wanted to be a flower envoy.
Linlang wanted to refuse but changed her mind when her peripheral vision caught sight of a slender figure. "Then I'll trouble Senior Han."
The person in the distance looked at this attractive pair as they walked through the open gates of S University. The hands hanging on his sides clenched into hard fists until the fingertips turned white––
"Brother!"
Someone shook his shoulder vigorously.
Fu Xi looked at the man blankly.
"Um, the speech is about to begin!" The person pointed to his wristwatch with an ignorant expression.
Fu Xi walked coldly towards the door as if the anger just now had been an illusion.
The man behind him was relieved. He quickly opened WeChat and sent a message to a special circle.
"That Ms. Ji came back."
One pebble stirred a thousand waves.
—— That malicious and selfish gold-digger was back.
Unlike other people, Linlang was constantly smiling when she came to understand the plot. She felt that it was particularly suitable for acting in her true nature.
In the eyes of others, Ji Linlang was a bad woman, a bad woman who would do anything. She was selfish, worshipped money, and would climb up the ranks by all means.
In order to get the opportunity to study abroad, she broke up with her first love and ran to someone else's arms. Even when the boy committed suicide by slitting his wrist, she didn't visit him at the hospital. What was the point of a good-for-nothing who used suicide to detain her?
Frankly speaking, Ji Linlang was shrewd and strove at every step to get everything she wanted. Linlang felt that Ji Linlang lived a lot more freely than others. Unfortunately, she had the life of a female match.
Only one year after going abroad, the new boyfriend became obsessed with a blonde babe and cut off all her living expenses. Ji Linlang had to go back to her country in vain. Seeing how the first love she was once disgusted with became the boss of a game company, she thought of going back to him.
Using the so-called waterside pavilion1, she tried everything to uncover the game server as well as the identity of her first love. She wanted to create a romantic encounter within the game but didn't expect there to be another girl next to him. The schoolmate wasn't even as good as herself in any way. Linlang couldn't accept it, and her words revealed disdain.
The hero was moved by the heroine. He unconsciously took care of this stupid little apprentice and paid no attention to Ji Linlang's advances.
Her suitors couldn't stand their goddess being snubbed this way and attacked the female lead in succession.
What were the consequences of going after the female lead?
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There was a male lead who loved tricks, a supporting lead who played guardian, as well as a group of dedicated girlfriends. Did the female lead need to do anything? During a game meet-and-greet event, Ji Linlang consumed a spiked drink and was assaulted by an ugly man. Naturally, a large group of people got to see the spectacle.
Her reputation was utterly ruined and she ended her life with a bottle of sleeping pills.
Linlang felt this girl had been wronged. Although she was snobbish and vain, besides running a few words with the female lead, she did not really do anything bad. She studied hard, made money, and tried to find a rich second-generation boyfriend even when everyone ridiculed her as pasture left behind2.
All of this was to make her orphaned self better off. She was fed up with the orphanage's frustrating life and yearned for high society. She simply loved herself more than others.
But even when she died, there was still a lot of scolding on the internet, saying that the gold-digger deserved death and that if there was an underworld she would surely be sent to the 18th level of hell.
Linlang smiled and said nothing.But she was low-key judging you for not reading this at onemachineshow.blogspot.com
Did a girl who wanted to eat discarded pasture steal or break the law?
Isn't the most terrifying thing the male lead committing suicide just to make her stay? There were so many men and women in the world, why not let the person leave instead of threatening them with death? Anyone who falls in love can fall out of it. If they got married, then what?
Ji Linlang's rank wasn't high enough and couldn't play with the plot's grandmaster.
She thought, why not let someone else introduce her.
"Linlang, this is Fu Xi, our sophomore school mate. Right now he's amazing! The first holographic game was developed last year and his company's limited-edition helmet was sold out as soon as it went on the market!" Han Shu spoke in exaggeration.
Linlang raised her eyes.
The other party wore a black tuxedo. His neckline was neatly buttoned, revealing the taste of cold abstinence.
Their gazes met.
No one spoke for a while.
"Do you know each other?" Han Shu asked curiously.
"Ex-boyfriend."
"Don't know."
The atmosphere froze.
Linlang casually picked up the champagne from a waiter's silver plate. Holding the flute between her fingers, she raised it and said rather languidly, "I probably recognized the wrong person. Mr. Fu looks like my ex-boyfriend."
Fu Xi's face completely darkened.