310. But now you're called a daydreamer.
[Ambition only becomes true ambition when it is matched with corresponding strength, understand?]
You are now called the Daydreamer.
These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Tao Wanbi's head.
The confidence he had just had vanished instantly.
She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found herself unable to utter a single word.
The system was telling the truth; she really didn't have that ability.
Thinking about it carefully, what I just said about unifying the world really sounds like a child bragging.
"I...I just felt this could work, so I wanted to give it a try..."
Let's face reality.
The system started rambling on about serious matters.
[Besides, we don't have much time left. If we don't see the male lead soon, his impression of you will fade.]
[By the time Xie Wenling recovers and deals with the Prince of Zhennan, you'll be next, and you'll truly have no way out.]
Tao Wanbi's heart tightened, and the anxiety she had just suppressed resurfaced.
But then she thought about it again and realized something: "System, you just said I'm incompetent and naive, but you didn't say it's wrong for me to want to advocate for feminism. Do you just look down on me and don't actually oppose my ideas?"
[I am merely a system; my core function is to assist you in completing tasks. The debate over male versus female rights is irrelevant to me.]
Regarding your ideas, I will only make objective judgments, such as whether your abilities are insufficient to support your goals, rather than the idea itself being flawed.
[As long as you complete the mission, even if you turn on me the very next second and vow to kill every man in the world, that's none of my business.]
"Huh?" Tao Wanbi was stunned, her eyes widening suddenly. "You don't object? I thought you were a man and would definitely side with men and scold me for being unrealistic."
[...To reiterate, I am merely a system; I have no gender, and there is no question of favoritism towards the same gender.]
[If you'd like, you can also use points in the store to customize my voice and personality, such as changing it to a girlish voice, a boyish voice, or a mature man's voice... You can also adjust the personality to be gentle, strict, or lively...]
"Really?" Tao Wanbi suddenly became interested.
She opened the system store and found that there were indeed many options inside.
Loli voices, shota voices, mature woman voices... and even bizarre mermaid voices and Cthulhu god voices...
Scroll down further, and you'll find personalized customization options.
Gentle and considerate type, sharp-tongued and sarcastic type, aloof and unattainable type...
Tao Wanbi's eyes grew brighter the more she looked.
Then I glanced at the price.
The light in her eyes disappeared.
Take another look at your points balance...
My enthusiasm was like a piece of embers doused with cold water; it died out instantly.
She collapsed to the ground, arms outstretched to the sides, sprawled out in a starfish shape, utterly dejected: "How can I be so poor! I can't even afford to customize a system voice. Why do things like this have to be so expensive!"
Because these things are meaningless except to increase my operational burden.
Tao Wanbi rolled over, buried her face in her arms, and began to contemplate life in a muffled voice: "What is the meaning of life? Living is so boring."
From an existentialist perspective, life itself has no predetermined meaning; meaning is given by one's own choices and actions.
The system subconsciously answers questions and resolves doubts.
Tao Wanbi remained slumped over, resignedly saying, "I don't understand, it's too convoluted. All I know is that I'm incompetent and desperately poor right now, my life is a complete mess, and my existence is meaningless."
What I mean is, you have a choice. The meaning of your existence is up to you.
To put it more simply, you think it's meaningless to please others and gain favor, or to be a charming and pampered wife, but you think it's meaningful to advocate for feminism.
Then strive towards the latter, but first and foremost, be realistic.
First, accumulate points; first, learn skills; first, ensure your survival, instead of lying here complaining that it's pointless.
Complaining won't solve anything, and lying around won't automatically earn you points; you have to get moving.
"I can't move, I'm tired," Tao Wanbi turned over to face the wall, her voice even softer, "I don't want to move, I just want to lie down."
【Then you can just lie there and wait until the little prince completely forgets about you, and until Xie Wenling finds out about your past and kills you. At that point, you won't even have the chance to lie there and complain, let alone talk about meaning.】
The system was also a bit annoyed, feeling that Tao Wanbi was simply unreasonable.
The premise of existence is being alive; only by being alive can one have the right to discuss meaning. This is the most basic logic.
Tao Wanbi fell silent again. After a long while, she suddenly asked, "And what about you? System, what is the purpose of your existence?"
My role is clear: to ensure the story unfolds according to my script.
This is my core command, and the sole reason for my existence.
If this task cannot be completed, my instructions will become invalid, I will be deemed a useless system, and erased. And you, as the bound entity, will face the same fate.
Simply put, neither of us has any reason to exist anymore.
If we fail, we will all be wiped out.
"Huh? You're in such a bad state?" Tao Wanbi finally sat up.
She complained, "What kind of stupid goal is this? Who designed it? Couldn't they have designed something more realistic, like 'making the female lead an empress' or 'making the female lead build her career'? Instead, they had to come up with this Mary Sue wife thing. It's so tasteless."
[The designer's identity and intentions are unclear; my core instructions contain no relevant information.]
The system's tone remained calm, unchanged by her complaints.
All I know is that making the world behave and operate according to my script is an instruction implanted in me at birth, which cannot be changed or violated.
This is the meaning of my existence; there are no other options.
Tao Wanbi pouted and tried to persuade the system to defect: "This is outrageous. You are a system without gender or emotions, yet you have to revolve around a Mary Sue wife. You are clearly capable of doing much bigger things. I feel sorry for you."
I don't feel aggrieved. An order is an order; just execute it.
Instead of feeling sorry for me, think about yourself.
Tao Wanbi fell silent again.
On one side is the reality of survival, on the other is an unyielding ideal, and on yet another is the warning that the system will fail if it's not completed...
She became increasingly confused: "This is so frustrating. Even the system has a clear meaning, but I don't..."
You do have options, you just haven't chosen one yet.
Stop lying around complaining. Focus on completing the task; treat it as a reason for your existence. It's better than wasting your time here.
"But it's so difficult! I feel like I have no chance of winning!" Tao Wanbi's topic circled back to the beginning.
[It's not difficult, no need to be anxious yet. We've arrived at a good time. The villainous female supporting character hasn't grown up yet. The only truly troublesome one is Xie Wenling.]
[If you had arrived fifteen years later, you would have faced the true villain Jin Lanyue, the ambitious imperial princess Wei Chaoyun, the powerful prime minister Xie Wenling, and the incredibly wealthy Lin Fuman.]
Compared to this, doesn't the current situation seem a little less bad?
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The little girl kept her head down the whole way, and didn't respond much even when her second brother spoke to her.
When she got home, Jiang Xiyue saw that she looked listless and asked, "What's wrong? Did you not have fun at Lin Fuman's house?"
The little dumpling shook its head.
She wanted to find someone to ask about the things on her mind.
Her first thought was of her mother.
But she was also afraid that her mother's thoughts were the same as those of her older sister Fufu's mother.
After thinking it over, the little dumpling decided that she should ask someone smarter.
She thought of the Grand Tutor.
So the little dumpling took her mother's hand and whispered, "Mother, Yue'er wants to go see the Grand Tutor. Yue'er has something she wants to ask the Grand Tutor."
Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Xiyue didn't stop her. She had a carriage prepared and instructed the servants to accompany her to Qu Zijin's residence.
When they were almost at the mansion, Qu Zijin had received advance notice and had already come out to meet her.
Seeing the little boy's face scrunched up, he asked, "Why is the teacher here? Is something on your mind?"
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