Cul..tivator!? Ning Shu's jaw dropped. Wasn't this supposed to be the simplest world? And yet, there was a cultivator here. Ning Shu knew very well what a cultivator was. To ordinary people, cultivators were practically gods.
An overpowered character like this had actually appeared in a typical school campus setting.
Ning Shu no longer held much hope for completing this task. She was just an ordinary person, while her opponent was like a walking cheat code, gambling on stones, establishing underground organizations, and shaking the world with every move. At school, she was pursued like a goddess, and outside of school, she was the queen of the night.
It felt like Ling Xue was going to break this world while playing with it.
The difference in abilities was way too vast. Ning Shu couldn't help but suspect that the system was trolling her. Was this really a simple task?
Then she looked at the original host's wish: to knock the aloof and arrogant Ling Xue down into the dirt, to stop the person she liked, Leng Ao, from being toyed with by Ling Xue, and to punish everyone who had helped Ling Xue bully her.
Ning Shu: ...
Ning Shu truly felt that the task she had received was off—very, very off. Although she was a task-taker, she didn't have any special abilities. In the face of real power, everything else was like fleeting clouds. True strength could destroy anything.
She tried calling out in her heart to see if she could contact the system. The original host's desires were simply too difficult. There was no way she could pull off this counterattack.
Ning Shu knew her own limits. She'd probably be destroyed before even getting close to Ling Xue.
She valued her life, after all.
She was just giving it a try, but to her surprise, she actually made contact with the system.
There was a sound like crackling electricity before the system's mechanical voice appeared. "Why are you in this world?"
Ning Shu nearly coughed up blood. How was she supposed to know why she was in this world?
"This is a mid-level world. What are you doing here? You won't be able to complete a task from a mid-level world. Oh, it seems there was a mistake during the transfer process. Hmm, yes, there's a problem with my program, so I can't transfer you back for now. Since you've already taken on the identity of the entrustor, you still need to complete the task."
The crackling electric noise returned, and then the system disappeared. Ning Shu stood there in a daze. So, the task difficulty had jumped up by several levels?
Suddenly, Ning Shu remembered her luck stat. Was her low luck the reason for this mess? At this rate, the system would troll her to death.
However, Ning Shu was no longer afraid. Being cornered only made her resolve grow stronger. She had already died once—what else was there to fear? In fact, she thought she'd been lucky to possess a healthy body like this.
Ning Shu didn't know much about many things, but enduring hardships? That was something she had plenty of experience with.
The earlier incident of violence stemmed from the original host's actions. She had rushed over to Leng Ao and accused Ling Xue of being involved with someone in a gang, claiming that Ling Xue had a relationship with the boss of a crime syndicate.
Believing she was protecting Leng Ao from being deceived, she ended up slandering Ling Xue quite a bit.
In reality, what Lin Jiajia said was true: Ling Xue was indeed involved with someone in a gang. She had considerable influence within the underground society, and her true love was the boss of a syndicate.
Ling Xue preferred mature, spicy, and ruthless individuals—someone skillful and extraordinarily handsome.
As for the princes who pursued her at school, she viewed them merely as childish little brats and entertained herself by toying with them whenever she was bored.
When Ling Xue learned that the original host had spoken ill of her in front of Leng Ao, she dispatched someone to teach Lin Jiajia a lesson. Ling Xue couldn't be bothered to handle such an insignificant character herself, which ultimately led to the earlier bathroom incident.
The people who had attacked her earlier were also those whom the original host, Lin Jiajia, wanted revenge against.
Sigh. The road to completing this daunting task was sure to be long.
Ning Shu still had no idea how to approach it. She opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom. Since it was currently class time, the campus was deserted.
Following her memory, Ning Shu made her way to the nurse's office. The wounds on this body needed to be treated; after all, nothing was more important than maintaining a healthy body. Besides, she had no other options at the moment.
The school doctor was a man in his early twenties. He wore glasses that added a refined charm to his handsome face, and his large white coat hung in a way that suggested a hint of sexiness.
In short, he was very attractive. The room was filled with injured female students—if it wasn't a stomachache, then it was a sprained ankle; some even asked the doctor to rub their stomachs because of cramps—proof enough of how much the female students adored him.
Ning Shu's lips twitched as she stood in line. She glanced at the female student in front of her, whose eyes sparkled with infatuation. It was clear she wasn't genuinely unwell at all. Ning Shu was probably the only one in the entire room who was actually injured; she wished they would let her go first.