After Her, the Gods No Longer [Quick Transmigration]

【Female Lead is beautiful and charming + gentle white moonlight +万人迷 + no male lead protagonist + attracts both genders + half sweet, half sad + fakes death】 (Completed)

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Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Lingwu crushed half of the Soul Pearl again, and the Meng Po Soup was ready.

Actually, the Meng Po soup doesn't need to contain soul beads, but since they've just finished their journey in the mortal world, she still wants to add a touch of sweetness for them.

Lingwu poured a cup of plum wine, while Jinghongbi obediently divided the Meng Po soup, and then gently turned it so that the Meng Po soup fell onto the Naihe Bridges on all sides.

The girl standing in front of the Yiyou Tower was wearing a worn-out tracksuit, her long black hair was tied in a bun, and her thick bangs covered most of her face.

She hesitated, feeling somewhat timid, but the door to the Yiyou Tower slowly opened before her.

Lingwu arranged the teacups, waiting for her to explain her purpose.

The girl in the sportswear knelt down immediately after entering, never raising her head again, only bowing her head and remaining silent.

Lingwu had no choice but to hand the teacup to her. Seeing that she accepted it at a loss, she gave her a faint smile and then opened the bamboo scroll.

The girl was born in a barren mountain village and had parents who longed for a son. They eventually had a son, but the story was always dramatic.

She hasn't become that unfortunate "brother-supporting demon" yet, and her parents haven't reached the point of favoring sons over daughters.

She was then abandoned.

Because ever since she could speak, she has always had a "jinxed" or "cursed" personality.

The question, "Will the roof leak tonight?" came to mind, and that very night it rained heavily, and the roof did leak.

The question, "Will the cows run away today?" caused the cows, which they usually didn't need to watch over, to suddenly break free of their ropes and become impossible to find no matter how hard they searched.

Gradually, her parents noticed something was wrong and ordered her to stop talking. But children forget things easily, especially when talking to friends.

Her statement, "Going to play by the river will result in falling into the water," completely exposed her true nature.

Fortunately, the adults arrived in time; otherwise, the two children would have been in the underworld much earlier.

Since then, the villagers have noticed something strange about her, saying that she is a born jinx, a jinx.

Ultimately, whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made calamity, it always manages to implicate her.

She lived in a peaceful and law-abiding era, yet her ultimate fate was to be burned alive on the stake.

The village, mindful of her parents' sacrifice of their own family for the greater good, provided them with a large sum of compensation, and they gradually emerged from their grief.

After all, when she was burned to death, they felt both heartbroken and relieved.

They were thankful that the jinx who almost destroyed their family was dead, and thankful that they didn't have to say those heartless words themselves.

Not only did he gain a good reputation, he also received a sum of money to help his son get married in the future.

Second generation

The pain of being burned alive made her leave the small mountain village without saying a word and go to the town.

Because she was young and her parents didn't understand, she was sent to an orphanage. Later, she began to study hard and experience everything she had never experienced in her previous life.

However, out of caution, she only dared to be alone and never even spoke a word. Everyone thought she was mute.

And so she went to university, and she thought she had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.

Good times don't last long.

The apocalypse has arrived, and a zombie outbreak has occurred!

She escaped death from the jaws of zombies several times thanks to her so-called "jinx," but she still couldn't escape the human heart.

She died in the middle of the apocalypse, an unknown figure who died during a mission with her squad, and in what would later become an incredibly powerful squad.

It's all because she's a woman, and a woman who can't speak.

In the apocalypse, the rule of law has collapsed, and those who were already despicable have become even more rampant after gaining superpowers.

One night, when she first tried to curse a human, a human who wanted to force himself on her, she was saved by a young man in the group.

Since then, the young man has always been very kind to her and often refers to himself as "brother." Although it seems like he is looking at someone else through her, she does feel warmth.

Just when she thought she had regained her own light.

The man who had tried to force her, adhering to the principle of "if I can't have you, I'll destroy you," pushed her into a zombie apocalypse. In her dying moments, she only had time to murmur, "I hope my brother is safe and happy."

Lingwu closed the bamboo scroll. Seeing that she remained silent and kept her head down, she said gently:

"Fear not, your words have no effect on me."

The girl in sportswear held the teacup with both hands, and upon hearing this, she said respectfully in a hoarse voice, "Lady Meng Po."

"Mm." Ling Wu nodded, but gave her a warm smile.

"Don't be afraid," she said again, her tone gentle, full of tolerance and doting.

As soon as she finished speaking, two lines of clear tears streamed down the girl's cheeks, and the bitterness and grievances accumulated over the years burst forth in that instant!

She really...

I'm trying so hard, so very hard, to live!

Two lifetimes!

One lifetime was spent being burned alive! The other was spent being devoured and torn apart by a horde of zombies!

That pain was just too much...

Lingwu stepped forward and took the teacup from her hand.

He then tucked her long hair behind her ears and gently wiped away the tear stains from the corners of her eyes with his cool fingertips.

Lingwu gently patted her back and said, "Cry it out, you'll feel better after you've cried it out."

The girl's shoulders trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, like a burst dam.

After a long while, when she finally cried out all her bitterness, Lingwu asked, "What is your wish?"

She choked up, but her eyes held hope: "Lady Meng Po, I want to see the first ray of dawn after the apocalypse. I want everyone to treat me kindly, and I hope my brother can live a peaceful life."

Lingwu did not give her the contract immediately, but instead said:

What are your thoughts on your family?

She forced back the tears welling in her eyes and shook her head, "Lady Meng Po, I have no family."

She neither hated them nor blamed them.

But the pain of being burned was real; it hurt so much that she wished her soul would disappear along with it...

"allow."

The light of the brush illuminated her, and Lingwu carried her to the couch.

She is not a "jinx," or rather, she is a "chosen one" in a different sense.

Her words possess power; they are the law that follows her every word.

Whatever comes out of her mouth will come true!

Initially, it was limited to a small area, which is what is known as "good things don't come true, but bad things do."

But as her powers grow, they only become stronger, and the laws that she speaks of descend!

However, the cost varies depending on the scale of the matter.

At best, it will deplete some of their supernatural abilities; at worst, it will result in their own sacrifice.

But she didn't know it was a superpower. Her life experiences made her extremely terrified that others would discover she was a jinx!

Therefore, it is impossible to detect that the power of words can be upgraded.

She is called the "chosen one" because her extraordinary luck is:

She awakened a superpower that only appears in the apocalypse many years ahead of schedule.

But this good fortune was the root of all her misfortunes.

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"It's getting hotter and hotter, it feels like the end of the world!"

"Never mind the heat for now, did you see that beauty? That's the campus belle of Zhongzhou University. It's just a pity that she's mute. No one has heard her speak since she enrolled."

"Even though we can't see her face, she's undeniably a beauty from behind!"

"Let me tell you, I heard from the confession wall at Zhongzhou University that when she first enrolled, the volunteers welcoming new students at the gate were completely smitten! She was the only one in everyone's eyes! Even now, every department's most beautiful and handsome guy has 'malicious intentions' towards her."

"Really? But didn't you say she's mute?"

"Would I lie to you? I also heard that she was an orphan, raised in an orphanage without parents..."

"How pitiful!"

The two whispered to each other, while the young man beside them, wearing frameless glasses and with a noble face, frowned, his voice cold and detached:

"Ji Xuemei gets first place in every subject, and many professors are fighting tooth and nail to recruit her. She has won numerous research awards, and she has donated all of her prize money to impoverished children, helping countless children realize their dreams."

“Junior Sister Ji has never been the ridiculous ‘pitiful’ person you all talk about.”

"I don't know which school you are from, but the nine years of compulsory education at least taught you how to write the word 'respect'."

His clear, phoenix-like eyes, hidden behind his glasses, were slightly narrowed, making them appear even more sharp and causing the two of them to feel extremely oppressed.

"I'm sorry."

The young man was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, with neatly trimmed black hair, deep and defined features, and elegant gestures. He exuded a clean and refined scholarly air.

He ignored the two people from other schools and strode after the girl in the white dress.

The girl's black hair cascaded down like seaweed to the waist of her white dress, which was tied in a bow with a matching silk ribbon.

She wore a pair of black leather shoes, her ankles were delicate, and her exposed skin was porcelain white, which was very eye-catching.

"Junior Sister Ji!"

A gentle breeze was blowing at that moment; it was early summer, the wind was just right, and there was a faint fragrance of plums in the air. The girl slowly turned her head.