Chapter 150 If you're unwilling to give up, you're likely to fall into a ditch.
An Ruoruo was unaware that in just one hour, the entire situation had collapsed.
After leaving Weiss in a huff, she went to the banquet hall and immediately saw Wen Yao being approached by someone.
An Ruoruo felt that her native language was speechless, and she could not express any comments except for swear words.
Taking a deep breath, she went to the garden to avoid seeing or worrying about Wen Yao. She sat on a swing and plotted how to annoy Wen Yao.
Having traversed so many worlds, An Ruoruo has come to understand that the fortune of a world is finite, and there are always some relationships of mutual generation and restraint between people.
She had a vague feeling that she and Wen Yao were incompatible; the better Wen Yao did, the more unlucky she would be, and vice versa.
Judging from the current trend, Wen Yao's life will only get better and better.
And what about her?
Despite it being a comfortable summer night, An Ruoruo felt as if the bright moonlight was like frost and snow, chilling her to the bone.
"I'll only use a tiny bit of my points, just a tiny bit." An Ruoruo gripped the swing ropes tightly, muttering to herself somewhat nervously.
An Ruoruo: "I'll just give it a try and see if it can change my luck. Yes, I'll just give it a try."
Since losing the system and having limited points, An Ruoruo has been constantly warning herself not to use her points lightly.
Every point must be used wisely.
When she doesn't see Wen Yao, she can control herself, but when she does see Wen Yao, all sorts of negative emotions always overwhelm her brain.
An Ruoruo believed from the bottom of her heart that Wen Yao had taken everything from her, and that she should be the center of the world, just like in every world before her.
She had fantasized more than once about whether things would be completely different now if she hadn't squandered her points in the previous worlds.
Only then did An Ruoruo remember the advice 4399 had given her when they first became linked: do not rely too much on the system shop, and it is best to use the storyline provided by the system to achieve your goals by taking advantage of the natives.
But now that she's long been used to using system tools to achieve her goals, her brain has become rotten.
It's not even as good as when she was a delinquent in the original world. At least back then, she would use human nature, such as pretending to be a teacher and luring annoying good students to a secluded place to beat them up.
Panic over the spiraling situation left An Ruoruo clinging to her only lifeline—Weis.
She knew that no matter how clumsy her methods were, Weiss wouldn't see through her scheme and wouldn't betray her.
It's perfect as her whetstone.
After two failed attempts, An Ruoruo was very annoyed and her mindset became unstable.
The idea of using props resurfaced.
"Learning to utilize NPCs isn't something to rush into; I need to create advantages for myself first." An Ruoruo's breathing became a little rapid as she repeatedly reassured herself.
"I'm not buying expensive items, so a few points won't matter."
Having mentally prepared herself, An Ruoruo opened the incomplete system shop and began searching for suitable items.
A moment later, her eyes lit up, and her face beamed with undisguised joy.
This one is relatively cheap and can embarrass Wen Yao.
If she's lucky, she might even make Fu Jinzhi dislike her!
An Ruoruo bought the prop she wanted without hesitation:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the item [Stink Water Bomb]]
[Item Description: High stench ahead, proceed with caution! It's a collection of stench beyond your wildest imagination, an extreme stench experience that hits you right in the head.]
Suitable for personal or other use. Simply pat the water bomb onto the user's back or chest, and the unpleasant odor will dissipate instantly.
[Note: The odor will be extremely difficult to remove, like maggots clinging to a bone, and will slowly dissipate after a week.]
An Ruoruo's smile deepened; she didn't believe Wen Yao could interact with people while enduring the stench.
Fu Jinzhi loves Wen Yao, doesn't he? She wants to see if Fu Jinzhi will still be so close to her after Wen Yao becomes worse than a cesspool!
After purchasing the props, An Ruoruo returned to the banquet hall almost impatiently.
The banquet hall had now moved on to the ball, and perhaps to cover up the previous unpleasantness, the music chosen was not a gentle waltz but a passionate tango.
People in Country F love socializing and networking; almost the entire population can sing and dance, and various social dances are as easy for them as eating and drinking.
As soon as the music started, some men and women who hit it off glided hand in hand onto the dance floor.
In no time, the dance floor resembled a garden, with dance skirts swirling and blooming like vibrant flowers.
The crystal chandelier hanging high above is dazzling.
The dance floor was meticulously maintained, its surface as clean and bright as a mirror, reflecting the gleaming men's leather shoes and women's high heels.
Wen Yao ate her dessert at a leisurely pace, admiring the handsome men and beautiful women.
8848 remarked: [This tango reminds me of the past, when I conducted and the host danced; it was breathtakingly beautiful.]
Wen Yao almost choked on the apple pie. Was it too beautiful to behold? Was 8848's memory overly romanticized?
She only remembered being forced into this situation and, in the end, jumping around entirely on instinct, which drove Gu Shaohong to the brink of collapse.
Thus, Wen Yao lamented: "At first glance, we were like people by the pond; now, I sing of tears behind bars."
I wonder if Gu Shaohong has reformed himself properly in prison.
8848: [I've learned quite a few advanced dance steps from the host; perhaps I can bring tango back to the system headquarters someday.]
Let's all get hyped!
Wen Yao: "..."
If what she learned later could be considered basic dance steps, then 8848 was nothing short of a chaotic dance, purely showcasing dance skills without any aesthetic appeal.
Every movement must exceed the limits of the human body.
But that's the limit for humans, not for 8848. Who knows what will happen when it returns to its original form?
Seeing that Wen Yao had almost finished eating, Fu Jinzhi wiped the crumbs from the corners of her mouth, his clear voice full of expectation:
"Yaoyao, after this song ends, shall we dance the next one together?"
Fu Jinzhi also thought of the past, but he didn't feel sentimental. He still harbored resentment towards Gu Shaohong for taking his position.
Wen Yao agreed without hesitation. She was very confident now, after all, she had practiced before.
A little tango, perfectly mastered.
Before the two even entered the dance floor, An Ruoruo suddenly blocked their way, saying, "Hello, Brother Fu, hello, Sister-in-law."
Fu Jinzhi looked gloomy. Why was it that every time he wanted to dance with Wen Yao, someone would always interfere?
Wen Yao was overjoyed. Good heavens, An Ruoruo had actually come to her door without her having to look for her!
Seeing Wen Yao staring at her expectantly, An Ruoruo's smile stiffened, and her voice became dry:
Why is my sister-in-law looking at me like that?
Wen Yao: "Because I was really happy to see you."
I would be even happier if I could kick you out of An Ruoruo's body right away.
"I'm also happy to see my sister-in-law," An Ruoruo forced a smile. "Did I see you want to go to the dance floor to dance?"
An Ruoruo: "I really want to dance too, sister-in-law, would you like to dance with me?"
She smiled playfully, "Brother Fu and Sister-in-law are husband and wife, they don't need this opportunity."
Who said he doesn't lack anything?
Fu Jinzhi's expression turned cold, and the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, but Wen Yao's cheerful reply stopped him.
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