Chapter 1 All I Need Is a Harvester
At 8 p.m., the meat that Tu Yao had just taken a bite of was stolen.
A large, dark brown wolfhound stealthily snatched the smoked meat while she wasn't looking, then ran headlong up the mountain without looking back.
Wearing a floral print pajamas, Tu Yao quickly protected the remaining piece and chased after him aggressively all the way to the foot of the mountain.
They couldn't catch up.
She looked pained and angrily smacked her head: "Uncle, whose dog is this? I've never seen it before!"
This dog is glossy and shiny, with a fierce look; it doesn't look like the docile, cute village dog you'd expect.
The other day, I heard from my neighbor Ding Da Pang that a variety show about celebrities farming is coming to their Xianhe Village to film. Could this dog be brought by the production team?
Tu Yao tapped her head again when her mind was quiet.
"Little father, say something!"
A few seconds later, a mechanical voice, half-sounding and half-sounding, rang out, tinged with a tired exasperation.
110: […I've said it 10034 times, don't call me dad!]
Tu Yao pretended not to hear, picked up the remaining piece and took a bite. It had a delicious smoky flavor and firm texture, so hard it could kill a cow.
No wonder she smoked the pork leg meat, which was 30% fat and 70% lean, with pine and cypress branches for a whole month.
"Would you like a bite, Dad?"
110: [...]
Tu Yao shrugged and continued munching.
She's all alone now, what else can she call "father"?
Her name is Tu Yao, and she was originally a hardworking orphan high school student.
One day on my way home from school, I bought a novel called "The All-Round Heiress's Brave Journey in the Entertainment Industry." I had only read half of it when I bumped my head on a telephone pole and ended up inside the book.
Of course, someone like her, who would deliberately risk her life just to walk properly, definitely couldn't be dressed like a rich girl.
—She transmigrated into the body of a rich heiress's cannon fodder stepsister.
The original owner was also named Tu Yao. When she was six years old, in order to marry into a wealthy family with her mother, she not only broke off all ties with her three older brothers, but also became a sycophant to the rich heiress day after day.
Unfortunately, the "simp" mentality prevails; in the end, you get nothing.
Two years ago, after her mother died, she was kicked out of the wealthy family.
Tu Yao was introduced at this time.
Before transmigrating into the book, she was an orphan; after transmigrating, she became a cannon fodder orphan.
She was so angry that she immediately recognized a father figure as hers.
Finally, 110 couldn't hold back any longer and spoke through gritted teeth:
[The first time you called me "Dad," you snatched two bags of rice from the mall!]
[The second time, he swindled two hundred classic, treasured CEO romance novels!]
[The third time, they stole three power banks and a mosquito killer!]
...
I think I'm not your father, I'm just a turtle in your wishing well!
Tu Yao chuckled sheepishly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Getting angry makes you short-circuit, this time..."
110: [?]
"This time, we only need one harvester..."
110: [? ? ? ? ]
Tu Yao blinked: "There's nothing I can do. I'm the only one in the whole village who hasn't finished harvesting wheat, and only Ding Dapang's family has a combine harvester. I stole two pieces of candy from him the other day, and I'm too embarrassed to lend them to him..."
Two years ago, she opened her eyes to find herself in this small mountain village, with no relatives and no money.
Ding Dapang's father was the village chief. Seeing her pitiful state, he organized the villagers to help her cultivate two acres of land and sent his only son, Ding Dapang, to bring her things every now and then.
That year, Ding Dapang was seven years old and she was sixteen, so they played together.
Tu Yao shamelessly pleaded, "Two acres of wheat, if you try to harvest it with a sickle, it'll take forever! Just give me a truck!"
The police were so angry at her shameless attitude that they almost crashed.
No way!
Tu Yao continued shamelessly: "Give it to me, give it to me! Think about our two years of father-daughter relationship."
110 sneered: "[You only have 20% of your life left. Why harvest so much wheat? You might live to harvest it but not to eat it. It's a waste. You unfilial son!]"
Tu Yao's originally confident voice came to an abrupt halt.
He touched his forehead and sighed.
That's true, indeed, she only had 20% of her lifespan left.
At this moment, a blue progress bar, resembling a game's progress bar, was hanging on her forehead, unseen by others, ever since she entered the world.
But last month, the progress bar, which had been at its maximum, suddenly plummeted.
It dropped to 20%.
The once gleaming strip is now reduced to a faint glow at its bottom.
The cause has not been found to date.
The system just pretends to be dead when I ask it a question.
If asked again, the answer is always, "The time is not right."
Since the time was not yet right, Tu Yao stopped being anxious and anxious.
After eating half a piece of smoked meat, she patted her half-full stomach and strolled leisurely at the village entrance.
As for the harvester, if they don't want it, they don't want it. If she's shameless enough, she'll have to go find Ding Dapang anyway.
...
Ding Dapang's house was right at the entrance of the village. The village was surrounded by mountains, and it was dark everywhere, but Ding Dapang's house was brightly lit.
A chubby, short, dark-skinned man was sneaking around the doorway.
Tu Yao strolled over and casually kicked his butt.
"What are you doing? You won't even come inside your own house."
Just by looking at the force of the kick, Ding Dapang knew who had kicked him.
He touched his butt and quickly pulled the person over.
"Shh—keep your voice down, look, they're arguing inside!"
quarrel?
Tu Yao's interest was piqued: "Your parents are fighting again?"
Ding Dapang's mother was a notorious "shrew," and his father was known for his explosive temper. The couple were constantly chasing and fighting each other, but they had a son who was an incredibly naive and innocent girl who never forgot what he had done wrong.
"Not this time."
The naive girl turned her head, revealing a round, innocent face, and mysteriously stretched out two chubby fingers.
She said crisply, "They are two celebrities."
Their village is going to start recording a live variety show tomorrow, and his dad, who is the village chief, has specially offered his entire row of houses for the celebrity guests to stay in.
For these guests, his father even took his mother to town to shop, and they didn't return for three to five days.
The two people inside arrived half an hour ago, and they started arguing as soon as they met.
Celebrities...
Tu Yao immediately lost interest.
Back when the original owner was a rich heiress's lapdog, she also fawned over a bunch of her celebrity friends, serving them tea and water like a slave. The thought of it made her feel incredibly ashamed.
"Then you can keep listening. Here, take this piece of meat, and I'm taking your harvester!"
Tu Yao stuffed the smoked meat, which she had only taken two bites of, into Ding Dapang's pocket.
The short, dark-skinned man immediately raised his chin happily and waved his hand generously: "Go ahead, go ahead!"
He doesn't seem to hold grudges at all.
Tu Yao smiled and rubbed his head: "Thanks, I won't steal your candy this week."
Just as he was about to leave, suddenly! A sarcastic, mocking voice came from inside the house.
"Tu Chaoxi, do you still think you're a top-tier celebrity?!"
Upon hearing the name, Tu Yao froze instantly, her steps halting.
etc!
who? ? ? ?
She quickly turned around, pushed aside the short, dark-skinned boy, and peeked out.
In the not-so-spacious main room of Ding Dapang's house stood a skinny man with a curly hairstyle.
Directly in front of him, a tall, slender man stood lazily beside the willow wood table in Ding Dapang's house, which was said to be a hundred years old.
He had dyed his hair blonde and was wearing a custom-made sequined outfit from Earl's House. He remained unmoved by the skinny monkey's provocations, fiddling with a widescreen phone in his hand.
She turned her head slightly, and a beautiful, delicate profile was revealed to be illuminated.
Caught off guard, Ding Dapang quickly scurried back over.
Upon seeing this, her eyes widened instantly, and she quickly poked at Tu Yao.
"Tu Xiaomao, he looks a bit like you!"
Staring at that face, Tu Yao felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body froze...
He gave a dry, forced smile.
...Nonsense, he's my own brother, how could he not look like me!
Or it was his own brother, whom he had offended long ago and who was now dead...
Back then, the original owner's mother remarried into a wealthy family in Hong Kong, and the other party allowed her to take one child with her.
In order to live a better life with his biological mother, the original owner, at a young age, first pretended to be sick to trick his eldest brother into going to a desolate mountain area five miles away, and then tricked his second brother into going to the deep mountains and forests to fend for himself.
Finally, they found a kidnapper to sell their third brother.
Ten years later, her eldest brother is a top-tier celebrity with millions of fans, her second brother is an internationally renowned genius pianist, and her third brother is a street hustler who sells rare medicinal herbs, but at least they have enough to eat and drink.
She was the only one who became cannon fodder.
If they were to meet, she'd be skinned alive!
Thinking of this, Tu Yao turned and ran!
Suddenly, a very familiar "beep" sounded on my forehead!
Tu Yao's steps froze instantly.
Slowly looking up, I saw the progress bar, which had been at 20 points, suddenly plummet!
The faint blue light flickered, and only a thin half remained!
[Progress bar announcement: 10]
Tu Yao was shocked: ? ? ? ? ? ?
What... what's going on?
Why did it drop again?
Daddy!! Say something!!!
What does this mean?!
In contrast to her panic, the police officer remained remarkably calm: "It means the time has come."
Tu Yao: ?
Just then, another round of cursing came from inside the house.
"Tu Chaoxi, what does it mean if you don't speak? Are you scared?!"
"drop--"
The familiar alarm suddenly sounded again!
[Progress bar announcement: 9]
Tu Yao: ?
"That's right, of course you should be scared. You've lost seven endorsements this month, and your agent has even banished you to this wretched place!"
[Progress Bar Announcement: 8]
Tu Yao: ?
"After acting like a big shot for so long, she's finally met her match! I heard that young lady is a rich heiress from Hong Kong. She came to be your assistant to chase after her idol, but you bullied her. I heard she's still in the hospital. How pitiful."
[Progress bar announcement: 7]
Tu Yao: ? ? ?
And so, every time the skinny monkey cursed, the progress bar above her head would decrease by one bar!
In just a few words, she learned that her top influencer had been embroiled in a scandal a month earlier.
And her life progress bar has successfully entered the countdown.
Tu Yao remained silent for a full five seconds.
I wanted to remain silent for a minute, but reality wouldn't allow it.
She rubbed her face, which looked as if she had lost her parents, and still wanted to confirm one more time: ...So you mean, this guy was someone everyone was trying to beat up a month ago?
110: [。]
Tu Yao: If I remember correctly, my progress bar also started to drop a month ago.
110: [。]
Tu Yao: ...
Tu Yao's face was filled with disbelief.
Okay, okay, so this guy's career is related to her life?!
110: [To be precise, it's a luck value.]
The cold, mechanical voice of 110 rang out mercilessly.
The lower your brother's luck value, the lower your life progress bar will be.
Tu Yao: ...
Tu Yao closed her eyes expressionlessly.
She knew it! She knew she had absolutely no good luck!
I thought I could live for two episodes for free after transmigrating into the book, but...
Wait! Something's not right!
Tu Yao suddenly opened her eyes as if she had just thought of something!
He pressed down on the system that was about to log off, and asked suspiciously: "...How come I don't remember this setting being mentioned in the book?!"
The 110 emergency call paused for a second before continuing: "You haven't finished reading your book yet?"
Tu Yao was speechless.
...It seems she only read half of it.
Seriously? Who reads a novel and hasn't even revealed all the plot details yet?!
Tu Yao wanted to get to the bottom of things, but the next second, the countdown in her head started again.
Upon closer inspection, the skinny monkey inside was cursing away again.
The skinny monkey's real name is Ma Zhiyuan. He is an obscure actor in the entertainment industry who likes to post comments online that subtly criticize the industry's emphasis on looks and his own lack of recognition despite his talent.
The main target was top influencers like Tu Chaoxi.
But unexpectedly, Tu Chaoxi turned out to be a troublemaker. During a TV interview, the host, in an effort to generate buzz, brought out one of his short essays criticizing Tu Chaoxi for comment.
As a result, Tu Chaoxi laughed on the spot.
The next second, he spoke to the camera with an exceptionally humble tone:
"Of course. If I'm still a failure by the time I'm thirty-three, I'll have written more than Teacher Ma."
Ma Zhiyuan, by all accounts, was exactly thirty-three.
He was so angry that he wrote another 20,000 words on the spot.
Tu Chaoxi is a troublemaker, and so are her fans.
After that incident, his fans kept a close watch on him like they were stalking him.
Whenever he called Tu Chaoxi a useless vase, his fans would curse him for going crazy.
That's how the feud began.
Originally, she thought she would always be overshadowed by this junior, but who would have thought that Tu Chaoxi would fall from grace overnight.
Ma Zhiyuan sneered. He had offended the heiress of Hong Kong and lost tens of millions of fans. Let's see how arrogant he can be in the future!
[Progress Bar Announcement: 5]
Tu Yao: ...
She was cursing her brother and announcing her death, a two-pronged approach.
Looking across at the other side, Tu Chaoxi was playing with her phone, remaining completely silent.
An atmosphere of giving up is palpable.
Tu Yao was so angry that her chest hurt.
Brother, they're insulting us right at our doorstep, why aren't you saying anything?!
In my memory, this guy was incredibly quick-witted, and he always spoke in a sarcastic and sarcastic tone.
There's always trouble around a widow's door. For years, this man has been the one who debated with everyone who came to mock his mother, leaving them thoroughly humiliated.
After becoming a big star, his temper became even more eccentric, and he frequently dominated the trending topics list for arguing with people.
How did it become so withered?!
[Progress Bar Announcement 4]
[Progress Bar Announcement 3]
...
Tu Yao's face grew paler with each passing second.
Okay, now she's finished too.
That's great, who can outlive her?
"Tu Chaoxi, do you think you can still turn things around? Just stay here in this lousy place."
[Progress Bar Announcement 2]
Tu Yao took a deep breath, so even though she was about to die, this skinny monkey was still babbling and cursing incessantly.
When bad luck strikes, Tu Chaoxi can endure it, but Tu Yao cannot.
Looking left and right, he casually took out the smoked meat and the remaining eight candies that had been stuffed into Ding Dapang's pocket, and threw them at him one after another!
They smashed and cursed aggressively.
"Who says he can't turn things around! He's turned things around enough! Believe it or not, he can do a 360-degree handstand and slap you eight hundred times across the face!"
"There are millions of comments in the comment section just criticizing him, and he's considered washed up?"
"So what about your four million followers, three million nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-three fake followers, and less than a hundred likes? You're a complete newcomer who's been in the industry for half a lifetime, an old horse in the stable waiting for a thousand years to become a breakout star?"
"A run-down place? Run-down place my foot! Our village is full of outstanding people and resources. We have Tu Xiaomao above us and Ding Dapang below us. Even dogs will steal meat here. Who do you think you are!"
...
...
Ma Zhiyuan was feeling smug when, unexpectedly, he was hit on the head with a series of blows the next second.
The girl's crisp yet disdainful voice exploded in his ears like a stereo sound system!
He clutched his head in disbelief.
What's going on?
Could it be that there are actually fans of Tu Chaoxi in such a remote mountain village?
This is even more aggressive than before!
He covered his head and then his stomach, exasperated, and said:
"Who is it! Who is talking nonsense!"
Surprisingly, the cursing stopped.
Outside, Tu Yao, still in the position of smashing candy, suddenly froze on the spot.
The reason was simple: just a second ago, the familiar notification sound in my head rang out again.
But this time it is:
"Beep—"
Progress bar +1
Progress bar +1
Progress bar +1
Progress bar +1
In a moment of excitement, Tu Yao threw the last piece of smoked meat at them!
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