When Yang Suiyi woke up, she felt a splitting headache. It took about ten minutes for the headache to subside. "System, what happened?"

System: "This is a side effect of the fusion. The master has just possessed this body and there is an adaptation process. As the master's soul power becomes stronger, this headache will weaken or even disappear."

Yang Suiyi nodded, looked around, and realized that she was in a narrow room. Only after confirming that there were no safety hazards did she feel at ease absorbing the original owner's memories.

The original owner's name was Chu Tangxi, now 25 years old, a nobody celebrity. In the seemingly glamorous but actually corrupt world of entertainment, to satisfy her vanity, she dumped her boyfriend of three years and hooked up with a playboy, gaining only fleeting fame. Ultimately, she was tricked by his fiancée into taking drugs and committed suicide. After receiving the original owner's memories, Yang Suiyi twitched her lips. Truly a top-tier cannon fodder character, barely five chapters in. Judging from the memories, the original owner really courted death. She should have just stayed with her boyfriend; instead, she fantasized about reaching the top of the entertainment industry. With that kind of intelligence, it would be a miracle if she wasn't smart!

Yang Suiyi asked the system, "What is the mission?"

System: "Help the cannon fodder rise to become a movie queen."

Yang Suiyi thought this goal was quite ambitious. However, the current timeframe was very unfavorable; the original owner had already fallen into their trap! "Tong'er, do you have any drug addiction treatment pills or anything like that?"

System: "Uh, yes, there is, but there's a small mishap that prevents me from helping you, Master." The system said rather apologetically.

Yang Suiyi: "Your system also has those few days a month?" She looked doubtful.

System: "Master, you're so stupid. We're just a string of data. Of course, that's only for now. When we reach a higher level, we'll have the chance to become human."

"What kind of accident was that?"

System: "If I told you, Master, would you hit me?"

Yang Suiyi: "Yes, don't worry, I won't hit you, your master."

System: "Master, you're so kind. Here's what happened. I was so excited to have regained consciousness that I forgot something important: I'm not yet bound to you, so I can't follow you into the mission world or offer you any help. That's why I can only stay in my room and watch the mission's progress bar."

Yang Suiyi smiled gently and said to the system, "I wasn't finished speaking. I won't hit you, I'll just beat you to death."

The system looked terrified: "Squeak, Master, please don't hit me."

Yang Suiyi: "Hehe!" Ignoring the system, Yang Suiyi sorted out her thoughts and planned her future path. She couldn't rely on the system anymore; her priority was to kick her drug habit, then find some acting roles. With popularity, she wasn't afraid of becoming a movie queen. Without further ado, Yang Suiyi took out her phone and dialed her agent, Liu Xiang. Before she could even speak, she was bombarded with a torrent of abuse.

Liu Xiang: "You still have the nerve to call? Look at the stupid things you've done lately. You've already ruined yourself, and now you want to drag me into it? I've already applied to the company to transfer you as an artist. You're no longer under my management! I suggest you go find your sugar daddy; maybe he'll take pity on you and help you suppress the news. We're no longer related. Please don't contact me anymore; I'm very busy." He then hung up the phone.

A beeping sound came from her ear. Yang Suiyi raised an eyebrow, put down her phone, and turned to find the original owner's bankbook, ID card, and cards in the bedside table. She found some inconspicuous clothes, disguised herself, and calmly opened the door to leave. Downstairs, watching the occasional flashes of light from hidden spots, Yang Suiyi couldn't help but admire the paparazzi's dedication. Aren't they afraid of ghosts? Looks like she'll have to scare these paparazzi sometime.

With a mischievous thought, Yang Suiyi swaggered past the paparazzi, circled around to his back, and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, bro!"

Paparazzi: "Hey, you're crazy, get lost!" Turning around, he saw a buck-toothed girl and impatiently told her to leave, not even recognizing her. He then turned back to his work, muttering, "Damn it, is this woman a rat? Why hasn't she shown up yet?"

Yang Suiyi was utterly speechless. It wasn't her fault for not showing up; it was that this paparazzi was blind and couldn't recognize her. Ugh, she didn't even consider that in her current outfit, even her own mother wouldn't recognize her. She had truly misjudged this dedicated paparazzi! Sitting in a taxi, Yang Suiyi pondered where to go. Her temporary accommodation had been exposed, and all her money had been spent on drugs by the original owner of this body, leaving her with very little. The original owner didn't have any close friends, so there was only one way: to ask her ex-boyfriend for help, though she didn't know if he would even grant her that request.