The crackling rain poured down from the sky, accompanied by the rumbling lightning and thunder, covering the whole world with a layer of oppressive haze.

Somewhere, in the woods outside the suburbs, there was a woman covered in blood and scars.

She opened her empty and blank eyes expressionlessly, and let the torrential rain fall on her body and pierce her eyes, all of which were indifferent.

That's when it happened.

Out of nowhere, a slender and hazy figure came out, half-bent over, waving its dark and thick hair, looking at the woman condescendingly and blinking.

"What do you want?"

Aspiration?

The woman moved her eyes and looked at the person above.

It was a graceful and beautiful woman, as elegant and beautiful as those amazing Jiangnan women in ancient paintings.

A well-cut light cyan satin cheongsam, with a few peach blossoms painted on it, and a few butterflies spreading their wings, with her white to translucent complexion, she is a real beauty.

Peerless beauty.

And this very classical woman, looking at her gently, asked gently.

It makes people feel very gentle.

But—

The woman tugged at the corner of her lower lip.

"I, I have too many wishes, you can't fulfill them-"

"It's okay, you can say them one by one, first of all, what you want to achieve most at the moment."

The man's words made the woman's empty and numb eyes slowly gather focus.

"What do I want to do right now?"

"Yes."

The man nodded.

But the woman burst out laughing madly.

Laughing hysterically, madness.

"I want Situ Ye to survive and not to die, and not to succeed?! I want to make it impossible for thousands of people to ride thousands of people in the harsh winter to sleep?! I want to make—"

"Yes."

Before the woman's bloody resentment was finished, she saw the man nod carelessly.

"As long as you want, you can do it, but you need to do it yourself, I can only assist you, but I don't interfere."

With that, the man bent down and picked up the woman, and disappeared into the rain-soaked suburbs in the midst of the woman's blank eyes.

Correct.

[Host, do you know who Situ Ye is? 】

Looking at the system where this person nodded without hesitation no matter what the soul lamp said, her eyebrows were sudden.

[Come, let's review the plot again——, Situ Ye——]

Situ Ye, the object of the mission.

Real estate tycoon, a golden bachelor, and a diamond king.

Whether it is family property, background, or even the appearance of each person, he is a leader, and when he is young, he is chased by women into the existence of white horse light in his heart.

For such a person, the 'war' around him must be very lively, especially the various 'battlefields' caused by the women centering on him.

Merely.

Situ Ye was married one day.

Inexplicably, I was married for no reason, and I still have a marriage certificate, which is recognized by the law.

And it was his grandfather who made all this happen.

It's just that Situ Ye has no feelings for women, and after knowing about this, he gave his wife a divorce paper, hoping that his wife could break up peacefully.

But I don't know how, Situ Ye disappeared inexplicably, and when he returned a few years later, he went black, killed everyone, and finally committed suicide.

Task requirements.

Stop Situ Ye from blackening and killing people, and collect his light of justice.

“…… Don't you think that the current plot is becoming more and more casual, and the mission requirements are becoming more and more nonsense? ”

[Is it my fault? 】

The system stared.

[Why don't you say that you do the task very casually?] Is there a plot where you follow your own ideas? When did you care about the mission requirements? Have you ever received any light from these planes? 】

"Hmm-"

Regarding this question, the big guy blinked.

"I think—"

[Don't think about it! 】

As soon as I hear this 'I feel', the system hurts in the head.

However, when I thought that the mission progress in the previous world had been completed, in addition to not harvesting the light of benevolence and righteousness, it turned out to be a great consummation.

This is simply a miracle of miracles, so the system reluctantly doesn't talk to her~

To be a human being, no, as a system, you have to learn to understand current affairs in order to live a long time, right?

Thereupon.

[Ahem, what is your name for this soul lamp? 】

The system shifts the topic.

Throwing the soul lamp to her own house, the big guy washed the handle, nestled on the sofa and flipped through the documents of the soul lamp.

"Yan Zhixia."

…… A not-so-good premonition.

The center of the system is protruding.

[What is the name of Situ Ye's married wife? 】

"Yan Zhixia."

The big guy glanced at the system and blinked.

"Your task object is getting better and better at doing things, and they can gradually bind together with the soul lamp, is it the next step for him to directly roll the rice balls into the soul lamp, so that he can bind them with me again?"

[uh-]

On this subject, compare, well, super-outline -

The system is talking dryly.

[Yes, can't, right? 】

If the subject of the task turns himself into a soul lamp, hey, I'll go! This is also a bull break, right?

"If you can, just see."

The big guy slowly got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

[——If he really turned himself into a soul lamp, then what are you going to do?] 】

For this problem, the system is still more concerned.

After all, no one knows what this task object is trying to do, right?

On the one hand, every world is like an ant moving, shrinking the distance from its host bit by bit, and on the other hand, it is not easy to get closer to the soul lamp.

Maybe if you turn around, the task object can really turn yourself into a soul lamp, so what is the host going to do?

It cannot be extinguished.

"Tie it up and shut up the little black room."

However, the simple and rude boss did not hesitate to throw out his straightforward answer, and the corners of the mouth of the listening system twitched.

Well, excuse me.

Sure enough, what peerless problems are in front of the big guy, it's just like playing, and there is nothing difficult.

After all, whoever has a hard fist is not scared, right?

But—

[No, aren't you just a Piao now? I don't have a body anymore, so I don't need to drink that demon tea of yours, right? 】

Seeing this person, even if she has already possessed the ghost, she still doesn't lose her old three 'professions', the system is simply speechless.

However, the big guy walked to the sofa with a health pot and sat down, shrank cross-legged, and sighed comfortably after taking a sip of steaming tea.

"I like it~, can't you?"

…… Then there is no way to continue the conversation.

When he was too seriously injured, lost too much blood, and was treated like a chick by the big guy, he shrunk into inches and opened his eyes to the frightened soul lamp, it was already three days later.

She looked at the somewhat familiar ceiling in a daze, and didn't react to what was going on for a long time.

Until—

"Awake?"

Slowly, slowly, the gentle voice rang in her ears, and she was startled and sat up from the bed.

As a result, her body hurt too much, so she gasped and fell back again, and her whole face was twisted into bun skin.

It took a few moments before she opened her eyes wide and stared at the woman sitting on the sofa outside the bedroom.

"You, you-"