Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1003: Interception
Zhan Yue
Chapter 694- Two worlds one home
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 374 - The Genesis Secret Realm And The God of Life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1304.5- Level eight Big Yellow (2)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 53.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 678.2: Henceforth, the One Playing Chess Will Be Him - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3861: Immortal Exalts Gather
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 318: Feast
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 397: Inevitable
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1304- Level eight Big Yellow
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1002: Reinforcing
Zhan Yue
Chapter 693- Magnetic Life Force
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 373 - The Unstoppable Putrid Corpse Poison; A Secret Realm!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1303- Forced attack (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 53.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 678.1: Henceforth, the One Playing Chess Will Be Him - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 317: Gong Alley
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 396: Dastardly Charming
At Huai Xu's answer, Lu Xuewen laughed and said, "You're lying. How can such a thin book be—"
Before Lu Xuewen could finish her words, her companion sensed something was off and pulled her away, saying, "Why do you care what she's reading? Come on, let's go get some fruit salad."
"I also need to buy a few cans of coke—Huai Xu, I'll meet you back at the dorm! Don't stay out too late!" Lu Xuewen said as she was dragged away.
…
Shortly after Lu Xuewen and her companion left, Song Yingshi left the bushes, sighing in relief.
"Are you that afraid of being seen?" Huai Xu suddenly asked.
Song Yingshi froze momentarily. Then, she looked at Huai Xu in confusion and asked, "Weren't you the one who suggested we be strangers?"
"Yes, I did," Huai Xu answered frankly.
Song Yingshi stared at Huai Xu curiously.
However, Huai Xu said nothing more and turned to the next page of the book.
Huai Xu turned the pages quickly, almost scanning the text. Meanwhile, Song Yingshi struggled to keep up; all she could do was skim through the pages.
Fortunately, the rapid reading still counted, and Song Yingshi received the notification that she had completed her mission in no time.
Song Yingshi was in a good mood after receiving 24 hours of life. Just as she was about to say something to Huai Xu, a call interrupted her thought.
The caller was Xu Conghan. Since it was a call from her mother, Song Yingshi naturally had to answer it.
After receiving a round of her mother's caring questions, Song Yingshi hung up and turned around, only to find that Huai Xu had long since disappeared.
As always, Huai Xu was as cold as a block of ice.
This situation made Song Yingshi doubt her earlier judgment, and she couldn't help but wonder if she had been overthinking Huai Xu's earlier words.
Without dwelling on the matter, Song Yingshi continued her trainee life.
…
The subsequent days passed by uneventfully. To Song Yingshi's surprise, her missions began to appear intermittently rather than daily. Sometimes, she could even go without receiving any missions for two consecutive days, as if the system was giving her the weekend off.
Song Yingshi naturally rejoiced at this unexpected freedom. She felt like a heavy boulder was lifted from her shoulders without the system missions pestering her daily. Her steps even felt lighter when she was running.
However, not all was sunshine and rainbows. The intermittent missions might have afforded Song Yingshi more freedom, but it came at the cost of her being unable to cover her daily life expenditure.
As Song Yingshi's remaining life dwindled, she started to grow anxious.
On the training camp's 10th day, Song Yingshi woke up with less than 24 hours of life remaining. Yet, the system wasn't interested in assigning her any missions.
Staring at her balance, Song Yingshi recalled the agonizing experience she had gone through on the first day she had transmigrated to this world. In a heavy mood, she decided to call out to the system, asking, "System, where is my mission?"
"There are no missions scheduled for today," the system answered.
"I only have 22 hours left," Song Yingshi said.
"Please wait for your new mission patiently, Host," the system said nonchalantly.
Song Yingshi: "..."
How could the system say such words to someone who was about to lose her life? She might be a patient person, but how could she remain patient when she knew she was about to lose her life?
Suddenly, Song Yingshi recalled a saying she had read online: "It's not your job that needs you. It's you who needs your job."
Eventually, Corporate Slave Song Yingshi chose to stomach her pride and said, "I love doing missions very much! I'm feeling awful after not having done any missions for two days! Can I apply for one now?"
"You are not allowed to abandon missions you apply for, Host. Are you sure you want to apply for one?" the system asked.
The system was clearly hinting that requested missions would have a higher difficulty. However, with her life on the line, Song Yingshi didn't hesitate to answer, "Yes."
As soon as Song Yingshi answered, a pop-up appeared before her.
Special Mission: Spend at least 15 hours with Huai Xu before midnight tonight. Additionally, Huai Xu's mood must reach 90 points at least once.
Song Yingshi immediately unlocked her phone and looked at the time.
It was currently 6 AM, so she still had 18 hours to complete her mission. If she couldn't complete this mission within 18 hours, and no new missions appeared, she would be done for today.
After silently cursing the system for being a heartless bastard, Song Yingshi swiftly got out of bed and washed up.
When Song Yingshi got out of the bathroom, Tao Qin had just woken up. Seeing that Song Yingshi was already dressed to head out, Tao Qin groggily asked, "It's not time for our morning run yet. Where are you going?"
"407," Song Yingshi curtly answered as she slung her bag over her shoulder. Then, she waved goodbye to Tao Qin and left the room without another word.
Tao Qin: "Huh?"
…
At 6:10 in the morning, Song Yingshi knocked on the door of Room 407.
"Yingshi?" Lu Xuewen's eyes widened in surprise when she opened the door and saw Song Yingshi.
"I'm here for a visit," Song Yingshi said.
While holding down her messy hair, Lu Xuewen asked, "A visit? This early?"
Song Yingshi stepped into the room. Then, as she looked around in search of Huai Xu's figure, she half-heartedly said, "I wanted to see you."
"…Can you at least look at me when you say that?"
Lu Xuewen softly muttered as she stared at Song Yingshi in exasperation.
Song Yingshi heard Lu Xuewen's mutterings. However, as she failed to find Huai Xu, she wasn't in the mood to banter with Lu Xuewen, so she asked, "Where is your roommate?"
"She's probably in a classroom somewhere. She usually does an hour of vocal exercises every morning," Lu Xuewen answered truthfully.
Lu Xuewen's answer momentarily stunned Song Yingshi. This was news to her.
As Lu Xuewen assumed Huai Xu disliked others discussing her, she rarely brought up Huai Xu outside. This led to Song Yingshi only finding out about Huai Xu's morning routine now.
As Song Yingshi hurried over to the multimedia building, she pulled up Huai Xu's WeChat and initiated a voice call.
…
In a quiet piano room, Huai Xu was a little surprised as she stared at the name on her ringing phone.
Since arriving at the training camp, Song Yingshi had only ever contacted Huai Xu by text. This was the first time Huai Xu had received a voice call from Song Yingshi during the training camp.
Huai Xu's finger hovered over the green call icon, feeling a little too apathetic to answer the call. At the same time, a vague feeling welled up within her.
Three seconds later, her finger pressed down on the icon.
As soon as the call connected, Song Yingshi's breathless voice eagerly came through:
"Huai Xu, which classroom are you in? I'll come find you."
Huai Xu looked out the window, staring past the dew-covered sycamore leaves and spotting Song Yingshi running toward the multimedia building, her hair swaying behind her.
After pondering for a moment, Huai Xu pushed the window further apart and answered, "302."
…
When Song Yingshi opened the door to Room 302 and saw Huai Xu, her mission's 15-hour timer finally started ticking. Seeing this, she couldn't help but sigh in relief.
But even after finding Huai Xu, Song Yingshi was still faced with two challenges. Firstly, she had to spend 15 hours around Huai Xu. Secondly, she had to make Huai Xu happy enough for the latter's mood to reach 90 points.
Although Song Yingshi didn't know how the system could quantify a person's mood, Huai Xu's current mood only sat at 75 points. At a glance, it seemed it would be difficult to raise it to 90 points.
Setting that aside, the more pressing problem Song Yingshi currently faced was how she was supposed to explain her seeking out Huai Xu in such a hurry so early in the morning.
After catching her breath, Song Yingshi secretly observed Huai Xu's expression.
As Song Yingshi expected, Huai Xu asked, "What are you here for?"
In response, Song Yingshi decided to play the relationship card and said with a smile, "It's been two days since we last saw each other, so I came to see you."
"Well, you've seen me now," Huai Xu said, pointing her chin at the door.
"..." Song Yingshi took several steps toward Huai Xu, distancing herself from the door and ignoring the hint behind Huai Xu's gesture. Then, she faked a cough and said, "We haven't seen each other for the last two days. I want to spend the day with you."
"Sure, but why?" Huai Xu asked, raising an eyebrow.
Because I will die if I don't spend time with you, okay? Song Yingshi retorted in her mind. Finding it too difficult to explain her actions, she eventually took on the role of Boss Song and said in a domineering tone, "Don't ask why. This is what we agreed on before, so you—"
Huai Xu's mood instantly fell by five points.
?
Song Yingshi was a flexible person. Without hesitation, she aggrievedly said, "Don't make me beg."
Huai Xu smirked.