Chang Le woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into a novel. She became the 'fake' daughter, a character notorious for her wicked ways and who was destined to be killed off, in a st...
(Originally, I just wanted to list the mission illustrations for the three teams, but I didn't have enough words, so I'll write a side story instead~)
(Turns out I got carried away writing, one chapter wasn't enough, so I'll make two extra chapters~)
As dusk fell, the slanting rays of the setting sun illuminated a boy in a white T-shirt, shorts, and slippers at the alley entrance.
The boy was tall and handsome, but his appearance was really not flattering.
Her shoulder-length hair was unkempt and disheveled. She had a beef jerky dangling from her mouth, arms crossed, leaning against the wall, shaking her leg.
Someone was about to enter the alley when the boy immediately stopped them, smoothed his hair to reveal his freshly scarred cheek, and his expression instantly became serious and solemn.
"Excuse me, we are students from Kyushu Academy and are dealing with an anomaly incident inside. Please go around us."
Of course, some people didn't believe it and insisted on going, but as soon as they saw the boy's eyes, they couldn't control themselves and went.
After a while, the sound of heels hitting the ground grew closer and closer.
A dashing figure emerged from the shadows of the alley.
With her long, wavy blonde hair, burgundy sunglasses, leather jacket and pants, black high heels, and voluptuous curves, plus the black fishnet gloves on her hands, she was simply irresistible.
She still had valuable jewelry hanging on her wrists and neck, but her hands and high heels were stained with blood.
She looked like a young lady from some powerful underworld family who held the power of life and death.
The girl walked up to the boy, making the boy appear even poorer.
However, the girl lowered her proud head slightly and said to the boy, "Um, thank you."
The boy remained calm, but with a ferocious expression, he forcefully tore off a strip of meat, mumbling incoherently:
"Did you exhale heavily?"
The girl nodded.
"This whole thing started because of me, and I've wronged you. Now it's your turn to pay me back. It's our business." The boy turned and left.
The boy walked a short distance away when the girl suddenly called him back. He turned around in confusion: "Hmm? Is there something else?"
The girl took a deep breath and shouted, "Boss!"
The boy paused.
The girl raised her voice again: "I said I acknowledge you as my boss, Bai Xie! Don't you even know how to react?"
The young man, Bai Xie, smiled and said, "I am honored to be the head of the Merkelins family."
Kurei Merkelins raised his chin at him: "Just you wait! I'll get into Kyushu Academy next year and come find you!"
"I heard you're forming a monster-hunting team. Save me a spot! I'm ready to go! I'm worth six people by myself!"
Bai Xie smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."
The two left in opposite directions.
Bai Xie didn't go home; instead, he arrived at the pear orchard right on time.
This is the largest theater in the three districts since the rise of the cultural retro trend. Almost all the famous actors in the three districts have left their mark here.
Bai Xie squatted at the entrance of the pear orchard, chewing the last bit of beef. Oh, it got stuck in his teeth!
He started scratching with his fingernails, until he was grimacing in pain.
Just as I was picking my teeth, a clean white handkerchief was handed to me from beside my face.
He looked up and saw his friend's face, still adorned with theatrical makeup, a face that he found colorful and effeminate.
The performer was frowning, watching him pick his teeth with disdain.
"Oh, thank you." Bai Xie naturally took it, wiped his hands, then crumpled it up and stuffed it into his back pocket.
He had countless handkerchiefs from the actors, and he would pick his teeth and scratch his feet behind their backs, but he still couldn't escape being discovered and then having a handkerchief stuffed into his mouth.
Why didn't you wash your face?
The performer looked at him speechlessly: "That's called removing makeup!"
"Oh, okay," Bai Xie replied casually, scratching his head.
The performer said, "I'll go unload it right away. I'm a little late today because I was afraid you'd be waiting too long, so I came out to tell you first."
"Then go ahead, I'll wait for you to go back together."
After the actress removed her makeup, the two walked back together.
Bai Xie said, "I've reserved another member for our team."
"who?"
"Kulei Merkelins".
The actor was startled: "Wow! It's this young lady? Didn't you have a grudge against her? How did you manage to bring her here?"
Bai Xie said, "It gave her a satisfying opportunity to take revenge."
The performer affirmed, "That's your style, it touched people's hearts, didn't it?"
Bai Xie didn't hold back at all: "Of course! I never back down when I make a move!"
The actor smiled and said, "I'll bring one in too."
Who is it?
"Raymond."
"..." Bai Xie paused for a moment, then smiled strangely, "That pink and tender muscular coward is actually in line with our team's style."
"Then I'll go talk to him tomorrow," the actor joked.
"When you meet him, make sure you look presentable and don't scare him by looking like an old man from the alley."
Bai Xie shrugged: "That depends on your skills. Just dress me up in... well, in the same style as you."
The actor elbowed him: "Get lost! I'm one of a kind."
The two laughed and walked home arm in arm.
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Meanwhile, Kulei didn't go home; instead, he rode his motorcycle to a martial arts gym.
This is one of the earliest martial arts schools established during the ancient martial arts trend, and it has a well-known reputation among the martial arts schools in the three districts.
Kulei entered with practiced ease, ignoring the astonished gazes of the academy coaches, and walked into a training room deep inside.
As soon as the door was opened, heavy and rapid sounds of impact came from inside.
Kulei pushed open the door and entered, watching the bald man with his bare upper body punching the iron sandbag, and whistled.
The bald man acted as if he hadn't heard anything, continuing to immerse himself in his own rhythm, "bang bang bang" as he struck the sandbag.
After a thousand strokes, the bald man stopped, panting heavily, grinning with his shark-like mouth, looking at her with lingering satisfaction:
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