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Jiang Ci shook her head upon hearing this, “I don’t find controlling the life and death of others exhilarating at all. I only believe in karmic retribution.”
The man with the explosive hairstyle clicked his tongue, looking at her as if she were hopelessly stubborn.
“Well, there’s nothing to be done then,” he said, shaking his head, his tone full of regret.
He closed his eyes, seemingly preparing for something, but Jiang Ci knew he was communicating with the system.
Meanwhile, something slimy and foul-smelling slowly crept toward Jiang Ci’s feet.
She looked down and saw the ugly and grotesque tail of a black snake with yellow spots extending from the robe of the man with vertical pupils.
The threats around Song Jinchuan were far more numerous than those around Jiang Ci. It seemed the enemy had done their homework and knew Song Jinchuan’s strength.
At that moment, a vine suddenly sprouted from Jiang Ci’s side, swiftly binding everyone in the room.
The strength of the level nine Hui Hui, was not to be underestimated. Combined with Song Jinchuan’s strength, these newly spawned mutant monsters stood no chance.
The man with the explosive hairstyle opened his eyes at this moment, asking in disbelief, “Why isn’t anyone answering me? Why?”
Among all the people here, it was likely only Jiang Ci understood what he was talking about.
From the backpack on Song Jinchuan’s back, Hui Hui poked her head out, glancing in Jiang Ci’s direction.
With Hui Hui’s intervention, these people quickly lost their ability to resist. Jiang Ci breathed a sigh of relief. She had felt a strange surge of adrenaline earlier, but these enemies turned out to be so weak, nowhere near as formidable as the previous batch of mutants they had encountered.
The man with the explosive hairstyle was also frustrated. The system’s energy seemed to have weakened recently, and so had his grafting abilities. This batch of survivors was a group of second-rate candidates he had previously filtered out, mere extras who had never been properly trained. Their strength was far inferior to the previous main force.
If he hadn’t been so desperate for people, he wouldn’t have resorted to using them.
He also blamed the system, which had been unreliable lately, sometimes working and sometimes not.
These people couldn’t be dealt with in the restaurant—after all, she still had a business to run. Jiang Ci had Song Jinchuan take them outside, leaving only the man with the explosive hairstyle and herself in the room.
“Are you looking for the system? Is it not responding to you? Are your abilities slowly fading away?” Jiang Ci suddenly whispered.
In the noisy environment, the volume of their conversation was so soft that no one else could hear it except the two of them.
The man with the explosive hairstyle suddenly looked at Jiang Ci: “Was it you?”
Jiang Ci shook her head, “It wasn’t me. I just casually reported a system that had been exiled. Oh, could it have been your system? I thought it was some sort of powerful entity, but turns out it was just something deemed obsolete by my system.”
After this sarcastic remark, the man’s explosive hair seemed to explode once more.
For someone like him, ordinary verbal attacks were ineffective. What he cared about the most was that he had always been the protagonist of the world, a person favored by heaven. But now, learning that the system he was bound to was just a discarded one, his worldview naturally collapsed.
When Song Jinchuan dragged him out, he still seemed unable to accept this reality, muttering to himself, “I am the protagonist, it’s impossible, I am the strongest, you are all NPCs, just here to test me…”
Jiang Ci rolled her eyes and then walked out of the private room, signaling for a new employee to clean up the mess.
The system informed Jiang Ci that the exiled system had been recovered and destroyed, and the chaos it caused in various worlds was being reset and repaired.
In short, the system was also doing its best to make up for its mistakes.
Song Jinchuan acted swiftly and decisively. By the time he returned, everything had been dealt with. For a piece of trash who had harmed so many survivors, this method was already considered quite lenient toward him.
Perhaps because of this sudden incident, the system felt a bit guilty towards Jiang Ci. That night, it told her that it had found a suitable ability for her physical condition.
Jiang Ci, who had been lying in bed with Hui Hui, was thrilled upon hearing this news. Could she finally possess some kind of ability?
[However, I need to inform the host first that gaining power also comes with a price. The host’s entire body will need to undergo refinement and optimization, and the pain will be no less than breaking and reassembling every bone in the body. Is the host sure about wanting to obtain this power?] The system’s mechanical voice seemed to grow more serious.
Jiang Ci sat up in bed, her expression also gradually becoming more solemn. Indeed, to gain something, one must pay a certain price. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
She thought for a long time before finally making up her mind, “Alright, I accept.”
Since it seemed like she would be staying in this world for a long time, she couldn’t always rely on the system, Hui Hui, and Song Jinchuan. Having her own power would make her feel much more secure, giving her another safety net.
After Jiang Ci made her decision, three differently colored orbs appeared floating in front of her—one white, one blue, and one black.
[These are three different types of power. While the host chooses them, they will also choose the host.]
Before the system could finish speaking, the three orbs flew into Jiang Ci’s body simultaneously.
Jiang Ci was stunned, and then an overwhelming, intense pain surged through her, immediately soaking her back with sweat.
She couldn’t help but cry out in pain as Hui Hui slipped from her hands. Although Hui Hui didn’t know what was happening, she still looked up at Jiang Ci with concern.
Next door, Song Jinchuan, who had been doing push-ups, heard Jiang Ci’s uncontrollable cry of pain. He immediately stood up and rushed to her door like a gust of wind, knocking urgently, “Jiang Ci? Are you okay?”
At that moment, Jiang Ci was in so much pain that she couldn’t speak. She tried to lift her hand to open the door, but discovered that she couldn’t even muster up the strength for that.
Before losing consciousness, Jiang Ci saw a green vine grasp the door handle before another figure rushed towards her, seemingly shouting something in a panic.
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pls do not share this anywhere or u will always stub ur toe when u walk past a door frame !! this translation has been stolen from mioscorner.com, pls only read there i’m begging u :kneels:
When Jiang Ci woke up, it was still dark outside. As she moved, she sensed something was amiss.
Her hand was enveloped in something warm. She looked down and saw that Song Jinchuan was holding her hand tightly, sitting by the bed with his eyes closed and resting.
Song Jinchuan woke up as soon as Jiang Ci moved. His eyes were bloodshot, and the joy in them was unmistakable when he saw Jiang Ci open her eyes. His voice was hoarse as he spoke, “You’re awake.”
Jiang Ci nodded, using her hand to prop herself up. Just as she was about to speak, her palm touched something wet and sticky.
She looked down and was stunned. Who could tell her why her bedsheet was covered in such a large, black stain? It looked as if a bucket of ink had been spilled over it.
Upon closer inspection, she could also smell an unpleasant odor.
Seeing Jiang Ci frozen in place, Song Jinchuan stood up and considerately stepped outside, letting her clean up first, letting her know that he would come back in later.
Jiang Ci sat on the bed for a full five minutes, trying to digest the fact that she had just been sleeping in this pool of black water, for who knows how long.
She got up and looked in the mirror, only to find that not only was the bed in such a state, but even her exposed skin was covered in a layer of black grime.
And yet Song Jinchuan had been guarding her, who had been completely filthy, in such a dirty environment.
Standing under the shower, Jiang Ci watched the black water swirl down the drain, feeling utterly despondent. She leaned her forehead against the tiles, silently berating herself.
By the time she finished her shower and stepped out, the bedsheet outside had already been replaced with a new one. The previously blackened sheet had been taken outside by Song Jinchuan.
Jiang Ci felt even more embarrassed and told him not to bother.
From Song Jinchuan, Jiang Ci learned that she hadn’t just slept for a few hours, but an entire day, starting from last night when she passed out from the pain until tonight when she woke up.
She was somewhat surprised, but soon noticed that her skin had improved significantly, and her body felt much lighter.
Jiang Ci’s emotions came and went quickly, and she soon became overjoyed again upon seeing her smooth and delicate skin.
Seeing Jiang Ci’s smile, Song Jinchuan was still in a daze. In fact, he still felt that the whole situation seemed somewhat surreal. Yesterday, when Hui Hui opened the door, he came in and saw Jiang Ci passed out on the bed. His mind had immediately gone blank, as if he had lost the ability to think, his heart aching fiercely and full of anxiety.
He instinctively wanted to go out and seek help, but Jiang Ci, who had already fainted, subconsciously grabbed his hand, as if silently comforting him and telling him she was fine.
Not long after he entered, he noticed that her body began to expel a black, sticky liquid.
Song Jinchuan turned to look at her, his thoughts gradually coming back to him. As he watched the foul-smelling liquid oozing from Jiang Ci’s body, he suddenly thought of something. Then, he simply took her hand and sat down by the bed.
He didn’t leave her side or dare to rest the entire day, quietly watching Jiang Ci’s sleeping face, occasionally using his free hand to pick up a towel and wipe away the stains covering her face.
Throughout the day, Song Jinchuan was mostly in a state of nervous anxiety, eating nothing and barely sleeping.
The employees knew that Jiang Ci and Song Jinchuan sometimes wouldn’t be in the store, so no one came to inquire when they didn’t show up for a day.
The backyard was Jiang Ci’s private territory, and without her permission, the employees wouldn’t enter or exit the place casually.
Now, looking at the lively person before him, Song Jinchuan realized that Jiang Ci had truly woken up. The heavy stone in his heart finally fell. He hadn’t even realized it himself, but he unknowingly seemed to care for Jiang Ci much more than he had imagined.
Song Jinchuan rubbed his face and then smiled as well.
“Song Jinchuan, look!” Jiang Ci, standing in front of the mirror, suddenly reached out to Song Jinchuan, a round ball of water resting in her palm.
Song Jinchuan’s speculation was confirmed at this moment. He had previously thought that Jiang Ci’s condition resembled the cultivation novels his former teammates had read, something about tempering the body and bone marrow cleansing.
He had also heard Jiang Ci mysteriously tell him that she might gain some kind of supernatural ability, which was why he had managed to suppress his almost-violent outburst to sit down and guard her.
Seeing the sphere of water, Song Jinchuan smiled, his originally stern features softening somewhat, “That’s great, congratulations.”
ugh i love my male leads a bit pathetic (๑>◡<๑)
also wish this author gave that guy a name instead of just referring to him as a hairstyle BROOOOO i almost flipped my laptop over everytime 爆炸头· came up bruh my previous chapter’s translation of ‘explosion of hair’ is staying idc idc i cbf changing it anymore
