Chapter 1 Mission Failed

"Puff"

Jiang Zhi raised a white-tailed sword in his hand and, under the man's tearful and red gaze, stabbed it hard into his chest.

[Ding Dong, Blackening Points collected successfully, mission completed]

Hearing the mechanical sound coming from her mind, Jiang Zhi exhaled a breath of foul air, her fingertips trembling constantly, a huge sense of guilt gripping her heart like a tide. She looked at the man lying on the ground, and resolutely turned around and left.

It’s finally over…

In the system space

Jiang Zhi couldn't recover for a long time. She noticed that the corners of her eyes were a little wet. She raised her hand to wipe it in a panic, but her hands were covered with water marks.

[Host, your mission is completed, you can go home]

Xiaobai didn't know how to comfort her. The Lord God had always treated her like a treasure. Even a small piece of data like him felt deeply touched, not to mention the host, a flesh-and-blood person.

"Xiaobai, take me home."

After being stunned for a long time, Jiang Zhi said

A bright white light rose from the soles of his feet, and Jiang Zhi felt as if his whole body was immersed in warm sunshine.

[Transfer progress loading, 1%]

50%

99%

[Warning, warning! The plane is destroyed! Transmission interrupted! ! ! !]

Are you kidding me?

Jiang Zhi only felt dizzy, and the white light under her feet disappeared instantly. A huge sense of weightlessness made her heart hang in the air, and the wind roared in her ears, tearing the space apart.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhi finally opened his eyes and climbed out of bed. The moment his toes touched the ground, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle and fell heavily onto the white carpet.

Feeling the soft touch beneath him, Jiang Zhi felt inexplicably nervous.

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai! What's going on?"

[Host, let's go... The plane behind us has completely collapsed. The mission... has failed.]

Xiaobai's voice was intermittent and extremely weak. The collapse of space had caused considerable damage to it.

Are you kidding me? I failed at the last hurdle.

[Host, don't lose heart. This is... the first plane. We need to... clear the villain's... blackness value and accompany him for... his entire life.]

Jiang Zhi: I am not discouraged, I want to kill someone

Looking around the familiar furnishings in the room, Jiang Zhi finally remembered the plot.

The villain is called Li Chuan. In this dimension, he is the illegitimate son of the head of the Li family who was left outside. He grew up suffering from contempt and abuse.

"You're just a bastard, why don't you just die?!"

"Your mother was killed by you!"

"How can a mistress's son be a good thing?"

"Eat it, eat it! You only deserve to eat this kind of garbage!"

The first time Jiang Zhi met him was on a rainy day. The rain was heavy, like countless whips, lashing the glass windows fiercely.

Next to the trash can, a thin little body was curled up beside it. Its white short-sleeved shirt was torn, and its dirty arms were covered with horrifying purple marks. In its hand, it was holding a steamed bun that had just been picked up from the trash can. It had been soaked in dirty water and was stuffed into its mouth.

Jiang Zhi took his hand

"Want to go home with me?"

For Li Chuan, Jiang Zhi is his only light, his only concern in this disgusting world, and his salvation.

But for Jiang Zhi, Li Chuan was just her target. She took him home on a rainy day, helped him return to the Li family, and took the position of the head of the Li family step by step. But in the end, she handed over his business secrets to her competitors.

Jiang Zhi lowered her eyes and sighed. She had no idea about this mission. After bringing Li Chuan home, she spent a whole year to make this sensitive and suspicious child rely on her. What should she do this time?

"Li Chuan, will you still believe me?"

"Sister, do you think I will still believe you?"

The door opened and a sarcastic voice came from it.

Black straight hair, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular features, tall and slender but not rough figure. He is cold, arrogant, lonely and surrounded by a sense of death, because the light in his eyes has disappeared, like a pool of calm and stagnant water.

Jiang Zhi had thought about what kind of mood she would be in when she saw Li Chuan again. She thought that she would confess and atone without hesitation and treat him well without any conditions. But when that day really came, she became helpless.

Li Chuan was like a child abandoned by the whole world, building a thick wall to protect himself. So how deep must Li Chuan's hatred for her be that he would destroy the world in a madmanic manner after she left.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi's nose felt a little sour, and her peach blossom eyes began to turn red. Crystal clear tears slowly filled her eye sockets, and the look of them about to fall was particularly distressing.

Li Chuan slowly clenched his fingers at his side, and a small ripple appeared in his eyes, which were as calm as dead water. But the words he said were like thorns that pierced Jiang Zhi's heart.

"Why? Do all traitors like to use the self-torture tactic? It's been a full 385 days. My sister made it so easy for me to find her!"

Jiang Zhi sat on the white carpet and lowered her head when she heard the words. She couldn't refute the words and struggled to get up. She felt a piercing pain in her ankle again. She couldn't stand steadily and was about to fall forward.

Jiang Zhi was a little dazed when she was surrounded by a faint smell of smoke. Then the world started spinning and she found herself being carried on Li Chuan's shoulders and walking out of the door.

Jiang Zhi felt a little dizzy after not eating for a long time and being carried up by Li Chuan. He clung to Li Chuan's shoulders with both hands awkwardly and didn't notice the slight upward curve of his lips.

Li Chuan carried her to the four-meter-long dining table and sat her down, then sat next to her and stared at her intently.

On the dining table, there were all kinds of Chinese and Western food, and the rising hot steam made Jiang Zhi dizzy.

The aroma of delicious food rushed into her nose, and her stomach growled in unison, which was very harsh in the quiet hall.

Jiang Zhi's face felt a little hot, and she felt a little shy when someone heard her stomach growling.

Li Chuan said very considerately, "Eat when you are hungry."

After that, he handed the lightest white porridge on the table to Jiang Zhi and smiled maliciously.

“But you only deserve this.”

childish! Jiang Zhi's discussion

Just drink porridge, it’s good enough if you have some.

I picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of warm porridge. It was soft and melted in my mouth, with an extraordinary taste, rich in grain fragrance, and light and delicious.

Maybe I was too hungry. In just two minutes, the big bowl of porridge was empty, and the stabbing pain in my stomach finally disappeared.

[When I was writing the first world, my brain was crazy, my writing was immature, and the plot was a bit melodramatic, so I suggest jumping to the second plane to start reading. The plot is guaranteed to be novel, the ending is unpredictable, and it will make you laugh and cry (a little narcissistic, after all, I am also a 9-point book, so don’t be discouraged by the first plane, lol)]