Lin Qingxue returned to the system space in a surprisingly good mood this time. The modern world really was amazing!
Even though she couldn't directly solve all the problems, at least she didn't have to suffer or be tortured. Toward the end of that world, she'd practically been living a life even immortals would envy.
She was still feeling pretty great, but the system was a little uncomfortable. The main reason was that Lin Qingxue's recent missions had earned far fewer points compared to before, meaning the system's cut had also dropped significantly.
Still, with its bread-and-butter client back, the system could only force out a cheerful tone:
"Congratulations, Host! This time, the mission target awarded you the maximum 200,000 points. After deducting the 10,000 points you spent in the mission world, your total points now come to 4.09 million!"
(Clarification: In the last world, the expert tutorial videos cost 5,000 points, and the hacker tech cost another 5,000 points—totaling 10,000.)
Trying to coax her into spending more, the system said ingratiatingly:
"Host, you've earned quite a few points recently. Isn't it time to consider upgrading your space?"
"No, no, no. My space is still perfectly fine. I know very well the next upgrade is going to cost a ton of points!"
"Host, we're running a promotion right now. Just 500,000 points to upgrade your space to accommodate living beings."
"Anything else? Like spiritual springs or magical water?"
"Well… no. But the space will be bigger."
Hearing that, Lin Qingxue instantly lost all interest in spending 500,000 points on the upgrade.
"Oh, forget it then. I'm not upgrading. I'm not even taking a break this time. Draw me the next mission."
The system suddenly remembered something—wait, it had never removed the backdoor it had secretly opened for her!
"Host, wait! I have something to—"
Unfortunately, it was too late. By the time the system spoke up, Lin Qingxue had already drawn a new mission world.
Sure enough, just as she'd hoped—it was another modern world.
But she still pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, I'm so lucky! Another modern world!"
System: Why did I forget that bug?! Ugh, it's too late now.
Well, next time it definitely wouldn't forget to close it. Absolutely. No. More. Mistakes.
The die was cast, and the system could only deliver the new mission target.
The person who appeared was thin and frail, likely due to long-term malnutrition. Her body swayed like a dying twig, her skin pale and sickly. Despite her haggard and weary appearance, her once-delicate features were still faintly visible.
She walked over to Lin Qingxue in a daze, wasting no words, and stated her request:
"Hello, I hope you can help me get away from Kong Rui and find someone who truly loves me to start a family."
"Any other requests?"
"No, thank you for your help."
Good. Lin Qingxue liked to clarify the client's wishes right from the start to avoid any last-minute nonsense.
Watching the woman leave, Lin Qingxue didn't hesitate and entered the new world immediately.
After entering Feng Wan's body, she glanced at herself wearing a lace-trimmed nightgown. The outfit was so revealing it made her lips twitch in disgust.
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Feng Wan quickly absorbed the original host's memories.
Great. This was one of those cliché trashy romance worlds. The man in the shower was her so-called boyfriend, Kong Rui.
Unfortunately, he only saw her as a stand-in for a rising star in the entertainment industry named Yuan Huihui. But that woman had better prospects and wouldn't even consider a 38-year-old man like Kong Rui.
Feng Wan, resembling Yuan Huihui slightly, had fallen for him under his aggressive pursuit. Having grown up in a broken home, she had a weakness for "daddy-type" older men.
Tonight, the original host had planned to offer herself to him willingly. And of course, even though she was just a stand-in, Kong Rui wouldn't pass up free meat delivered to his door.
This man was absolute scum—claiming to love Yuan Huihui while eagerly accepting Feng Wan's advances. Clearly, he could separate love from lust without issue.
Unsurprisingly, the original host ended up both emotionally and physically wrecked. Once a thriving food blogger, she developed anorexia from heartbreak and died depressed.
And even after abandoning her, Kong Rui never got Yuan Huihui either. That green tea queen had maxed out manipulation skills, using him to climb the ladder to Best Actress.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, snapping Feng Wan out of the memory.
Looking at this greasy, shirtless 38-year-old man in a loose bathrobe, she could barely suppress the urge to punch him.
But she reminded herself: This is a law-abiding society. Not worth jail time over a scumbag like him.
Seeing his lustful eyes, Feng Wan didn't hesitate. She knocked him out with her psychic powers—and while she was at it, made sure his equipment would never work again.
Ugh, only a love-starved woman like the original host would fall for this sleazy uncle.
Glancing coldly at the unconscious Kong Rui on the marble floor, she stepped over him, grabbed her clothes, and left.
Back at her rented apartment, she checked the time—11 p.m. Thankfully, she was still in time. The original host hadn't "offered" herself yet. Not that Feng Wan cared about purity, but that greasy man wasn't her type at all.
Her last world had been full of hot young studs. Then she came here and got hit with this downgrade? Only her strong psyche kept her sane.
The original host had such a warped taste. So many quality suitors ignored, and she got tricked by a fake sugar daddy. Absurd.
Now that she was here, of course she wouldn't let trash like Kong Rui keep the "boyfriend" title.
She took out her phone and texted:
Kong Rui, I now know who you truly love. You're no longer my boyfriend. Go chase your muse.
After sending it, she blocked and deleted his contact, then threw out the only bouquet he'd ever given her. One month of dating, and that's all he did—cheap meals and a single bunch of flowers.
Frankly, her tragic end was partly her own fault—terrible taste in men.
Ring ring—ring ring— The caller ID showed "Ms. Xiao Juan," the original host's biological mother.
"Hello, Xiaowan? When are you sending over this month's support money? Your sister just started college and needs a lot of help. Can you give Mom 3,000 yuan this month? Your stepdad's situation isn't good either…"
Translation: they wanted more money.
"Mom, I just quit my job. I can't even afford food next month. Can you lend me some money to tide me over?"
"…Xiaowan? Hello? The signal's bad—gotta hang up!"
Feng Wan smirked. Thankfully, the original host had been smart enough not to reveal her true income, claiming only a few thousand yuan per month—otherwise they'd never stop bleeding her dry.
It was late, so she showered again to get rid of the overwhelming perfume smell.
Lying in bed, she slowly drifted off.
The next morning, at 8 a.m., she got up. Time to prep a food video.
As a popular food vlogger with over a million followers, her job was to film herself cooking and share it online. It was flexible and paid well. She liked it and had no plans to change.
It had been two days since her last post, so today she had to upload—or else fans would flood her inbox.
Checking the original host's recipes, she decided on homemade shrimp cakes with a spicy three-flavor soup.
Filming was the hard part—especially without showing her face. What should've taken 20 minutes took an hour to record.
Yeah, no job is easy. Every profession has its struggles.
Eating her freshly made food instantly boosted her mood. She had to admit—the original host's cooking skills were excellent. Even Xiao Tian, the little being in her space, was drawn by the aroma.
"Sis, what yummy thing are you eating? Can I have some too?"
"I thought you didn't like human food?"
"I don't know, what you made today really stirred my appetite."
So, Feng Wan made another serving for Xiao Tian, who couldn't leave the space due to the lack of spiritual energy in the outside world. If he came out now, he'd grow to the size of a six-story building—way too conspicuous.
As for Bi'er, she still couldn't take human form, so she could only sniff the food longingly.
Meanwhile, Kong Rui slowly regained consciousness from the cold floor. His mind still foggy, he couldn't understand why he was passed out.
Then he remembered—last night was supposed to be the night Feng Wan offered herself. Had he fainted from excitement?
Propping himself up, he saw the empty room—and his face instantly darkened.
That stupid woman actually dared to abandon him?!
No way—he had to call her and demand answers.
He dialed. After a few seconds, a sweet voice replied:
"Sorry, the number you've dialed is unavailable. Please try again later."
He tried again and again. Same message.
Only then did he realize—he'd been blocked.
"Good. Very good. What a fine move!"
Kong Rui was shaking with rage. Then he saw a new message: a breakup text.
At first furious, he calmed when he realized—Feng Wan had discovered who he really liked.
No wonder her attitude changed so suddenly. Whatever. He couldn't let this escalate, or it would affect Huihui.
Swallowing his pride, he decided not to pursue her—for Huihui's bright future.
Meanwhile, Feng Wan was considering whether to accept a cooking show invitation from a major TV channel.
In her last life, the original host had given it up for Kong Rui's sake—he didn't want her on screen, fearing it would affect Yuan Huihui.
But now? Feng Wan wasn't going to turn down money handed to her on a silver platter.
Only an idiot would do that.
Translator's Note:
Hello! If you're looking for Chapter 159, I am too. Unfortunately, I've browsed several sites and couldn't find it in the raws either. Based on that, I'm concluding that Chapter 156 is the final chapter of the last arc, while Chapters 157 and 158 are both extras from earlier arcs.