Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (83)

Bai Weiwei could swear that this plane was the one where she spent the most on substitute patches.

She didn’t even dare to calculate whether the meager 30 days of life value earned from completing the task could offset those substitute patches.

She grew thin and haggard.

The system also swore that this was the first time it had seen so many bullet screens.

From time to time there would be a damned barrage of the core values of socialism. It felt like it was already a quality inspector.

It grew thin and haggard.

But Qi Chimu had recently been in high spirits.

Putting aside how it happened, Bai Weiwei had begun to throw things at him, scold him, and occasionally punch him again.

Moreover, they had resumed those unspeakable, delightful1 bedroom activities.

Qi Chimu felt that his life was particularly bright.

That’s right, there was also the third prince’s trust he’d obtained. He’d nearly forgotten.

After spending several days in the Great Imperial Temple, Qi Chimu’s treatment of Bai Weiwei changed even further.

He was reluctant to use a single one of those humiliating methods on her. Instead, he repeatedly conceded to and cherished her, and all the food eaten passed through his hands. Not even the slightest bit of that previous ruthless and dark appearance could be seen.

But Bai Weiwei remained unmoved, scheming2 against Qi Chimu in every manner.

She, too, wanted to happily use big attacks of sweetness against Qi Chimu and let the favorability climb up. After all, the sweetness capture strategy was easy and enjoyable. Who liked torturing themselves every day mulling over how to plot against their capture target?

However, the role of being a stumbling block for the imperial examinations forced her to go against Qi Chimu.

After leaving the temple, Qi Chimu spent several months preparing and studying before re-entering the examination room.

And Bai Weiwei’s imperial examination mini task notified her.

Prevent Qi Chimu from entering the examination room.

The time limit was three days.

Bai Weiwei, taking in stock the ninety points of favorability she had obtained by selling her body, couldn’t help but ask, “Say, does your main system have a pit in its brain? Will it kill it to come up with a sweet capture strategy? Does it have to toss me around to death before it’s happy?”

System: “There are sweetness strategies. For example, the kind where the male lead and host were originally in love, then the male lead’s memories follow him through the cycle of reincarnation. Every day, he falls in love with the host at first sight, and on second sight the task is complete.”

Bai Weiwei: “What? No deranged and terrible side tasks, no unreliable and idiotic dead-weight3 system, and no unreasonable time limit? The mission is complete after two meetings?”

System: “Nope. Other people are responsible for sweet capture strategies. Just give some PDA and they’re done.”

Bai Weiwei: “Why don’t I have any PDA missions?”

The system was a bit embarrassed. “Because your missions are abuse capture strategies ah. Sweet capture routes are easy and undemanding and really hard to snatch up. Generally, it’s only capable and outstanding systems with a backing who can grab these kinds of missions for their hosts. Abuse routes are only taken by systems with no abilities and low rankings4…”

Bai Weiwei was silent for a moment before speaking up. “I understand.”

To put it bluntly, her system was a low-level system, poor and lacking abilities or a back door5. It could only obtain these inferior, undesirable, and abusive and cruel missions for its host.

Suddenly an image emerged in her mind.

In the cold wind, a tattered and desolate system wrapped in newspapers, rummaging through garbage for other people’s leftovers, poor and haggard.

Clearly exhausted, but for its host who had nothing to eat or drink, it could only keep going and rummage through the trash.

Only begging the host for some expired food so it didn’t starve to death.

1: The raws said 一说就想笑, which sounds something like ‘speak about it and one wants to smile’.↩

2: 使绊子: to try to trip someone up (literally or figuratively).↩

3: 拖后腿: to hold back or impede.↩

4: 社会底层: the lowest rung of society. Doesn’t really specify whether this is in terms of prestige or abilities.↩

5: Using power or influence to obtain easier missions.↩