Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 848: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (61)

"Thorn-"

The sharp noise of electricity exploded in her mind, making Lin Jing's temples throb.

Then, the mechanized voice of System 2233 sounded, with a bit of programmed indifference:

[Host, I have already told you during the novice mission stage that the mission success rate is not 100%. There are always variables, and you should learn to adapt.]

Lin Jing hung up the intercom with a snap, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.

【I know, I know. 】

From being stabbed through the heart by a companion at the end of the world to being bound and reborn by the system, she should have been grateful - after all, being able to continue living was already a great blessing.

But this world made her feel like she had drunk cheap liquor.

Not to mention that the male protagonist no longer had any feelings for the original owner, even the engagement in the plot was gone.

Her task is simple: to play the "female protagonist" in each world and complete the plot line of "chasing the wife to the crematorium". She can flirt with the male protagonist in a vague way and play ambiguous games, but there is only one thing - she can never get back together.

2233 once explained that this was because too many readers were deeply resentful of the depressing romance plots, and the accumulation of negative emotions even affected the stability of the novel world.

That's why the system headquarters needs an "executor" like her to restore order.

What’s even more ridiculous is that the host selection criteria is to randomly select from readers who “complained that the heroine was too depressed”.

And she happens to be that "lucky one".

Lin Jing sneered.

whatever.

Compared to the days of being hungry and on guard against being stabbed in the back by your companions in the apocalypse, the system missions are like heaven. At least there is no rotten food, no bloody fighting, only... a bunch of psychopaths.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in her heart, and spoke again:

[2233, if I take the initiative to find Lu Xingyi, what is the probability of success? ]

"drop--"

2233's dog paw slammed on the detection button, and the system screen instantly lit up with a dazzling red light.

When the blood-red "0%" probability popped up, the whole dog fell off the console and the hair on its tail exploded.

"Woof?!"

It stared at the screen with its eyes wide open in disbelief.

Having led so many hosts, this is the first time it has seen such an outrageous probability!

and many more……

Why does this feeling of despair seem so familiar?

[2233? System crashed?] Lin Jing's impatient voice echoed in the consciousness space.

The system's dog paws trembled as it straightened its crooked glasses. [Host, our mission is bound to fail. There is no hope for your resurrection.]

Lin Jing narrowed her eyes, [Speak clearly.]

2233's electronic voice trembled in a rare moment: [There is only one way to complete the mission. Go find Song Yuesheng whom you just met and tell her the identity of the missioner.]

[She is also a tasker?!] Lin Jing sat up straight abruptly.

The system's virtual dog fur drooped down. [It should be... and it has to be quick. If it's too late...]

It suddenly recalled the dark days when it was filling in for 3648.

That devilish tasker turned the stand-in script into a female protagonist's counterattack, and even the male protagonist was tamed into a loyal dog...

Lin Jing suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and tapped the table lightly with her fingertips.

Judging from the tone, it seems like he is a golden thigh.

There was a sly light in her eyes as she picked up the phone and put it down again.

Now the contact is too deliberate.

Got to find the perfect time.

……

After Song Yuesheng and Lu Xingyi separated, they did not return to the hotel immediately.

As the night deepened, the neon lights of City A cast a blur of light and shadows on the streets after the rain.

Holding an umbrella, she walked alone through every place that Lin Jing often visited in the plot, but unfortunately, every place was empty, without the shadow of the amber cat's eye.

On the way back to the hotel, Song Yuesheng sat in the back seat of a taxi, his fingertips swiping across the screen of his mobile phone.

She searched for "Song Yue", but the news online was still about the day she was taken away by the police. Her social media accounts were silent after she posted the divorce announcement.

She typed in "Ban Xiao" again.

——Overwhelming plastic surgery press releases and comparison photos popped up instantly, with the time showing that they started fermenting three days ago.

The face in the photo was exactly the same as the Ban Xiao she had seen before.

Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mission value 80%, the impact of defectors begins to be corrected? *

But why... no one in the Lin Group, or even in the Lin family, noticed that "Lin Jing" was abnormal?

This question was answered that night.

Song Yuesheng was sorting out clues when his cell phone vibrated.

She had already thought of a probing statement, but the moment she pushed open the door of the box, Lin Jing stood up and said straight to the point: "I am the tasker."

Song Yuesheng paused.

The signal in the box was blocked by some force, and the lights suddenly dimmed for a moment, as if even the air had frozen.

Lin Jing continued to explain, her speech speed getting faster and faster, until she found that Song Yuesheng remained silent. Then she asked anxiously in her mind: [2233, am I too impulsive? What if I recognize the wrong person...]

The system stared at Song Yuesheng again and again, and said seriously: [Host, believe me——]

[This is the devil tasker who turned the S-class world upside down! ]

"drop--"

A blinding red light suddenly exploded on the system screen, and the data stream rolled wildly.

Before 2233 could react, a familiar electronic voice penetrated its core program: "2233? Why did you come to this world?"

2233's virtual dog ears instantly stood up, and its paws trembled, almost knocking over the coffee cup on the console.

This annoying voice is indeed from that enemy 3648!

It pretended to be calm and pushed its non-existent glasses: "The system randomly assigns them. You know the rules."

The sound was an octave higher than usual.

The projection of Blue Sparrow crossed its legs on the screen: "Sister Yue asked me to ask, does your host's mission conflict with ours?"

"Didn't my host just tell me everything?" 2233's tail slapped the ground anxiously, and its virtual hair exploded into a dandelion.

After the communication was cut off, Blue Sparrow quickly sent a message:

"Sister Yue, Sister Yue! It's confirmed! It's the 2233 that I represented for a period of time. The mission is the same as what Lin Jing said!"

Song Yuesheng tapped his fingertips lightly on the edge of the teacup and finally spoke: "As you expected, I am a tasker. But this is also my native world."*

The fork in Lin Jing's hand fell onto the plate with a clang.

"Wait!" She leaned forward suddenly. "I can go back to the original world without completing the mission? What kind of cheat are you using, sir?!"

Song Yuesheng took a sip of tea slowly and said, "My situation is special and has no reference value."

The bottom of the celadon cup touched the table, making a crisp "click" sound.

"But if you want Lu Xingyi to chase his wife to the crematorium..."

She suddenly chuckled: "Why not let 2233 apply to the headquarters for a new mission world now? Otherwise, you won't be able to complete it even if you wait until the world is destroyed."

Lin Jing hugged her arm and said, "Stop it, boss! Can't we handle the male lead with our combined strength?"

Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes to look at the tea stains on his sleeves, and spoke calmly as if he was discussing the weather: "He loves me to death. As long as I am alive, your mission will never be completed."

"If I die..."

She touched her chin and said, "Who knows what that little lunatic Lu Xingyi might do."

Lin Jing's throat tightened and the system alarm screamed in her head.

She finally asked the most crucial question in a trembling voice: "So, Boss, your mission... is also to capture the hero?"

Song Yuesheng shook his head, tapping the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, making a subtle crisp sound: "No. My mission... is related to the heroine."

Lin Jing was stunned and pointed at herself: "Who is the original owner of my current identity?"

"Almost." Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes, tapped the screen of his mobile phone a few times, called up the painting software, and drew a few strokes smoothly with his fingertips. A sketch that was exactly the same as Lin Jing's original appearance appeared on the screen.

"Is this you?"

Lin Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the wall of the cup. The cold touch brought her back to her senses a little.

——This is a real boss, even her appearance can tell.

The air froze for a few seconds, and she finally nodded slowly, her throat tight: "Boss...can I ask, how are you going to 'help the heroine out of trouble'?"

She leaned forward tentatively, "Are you going to... kick Lu Xingyi? Make him give up on you completely?"

Song Yuesheng chuckled: "What you said won't work."

She tapped the table with her fingertips. "If I kick him now, I'll open the door tomorrow morning and see him lying at the door, half dead from tormenting himself."

She paused, her voice lowered a bit: "And I...can't watch him die."

Lin Jing's breathing stagnated.

"Don't be nervous." Song Yuesheng suddenly relaxed his tone, "Helping the heroine is just a convenience. My real mission is to stop the other girl from becoming an accomplice to the evil."

She raised her eyes, her gaze was calm but unyielding.

"So, again, instead of wasting time in this world, it is better to let 2233 apply for a different mission world. I think the headquarters will understand."

Lin Jing pursed her lips, her knuckles turning slightly white.

"...Boss, I'm not someone who gives up easily." She hesitated for a moment, then said bluntly, "And... I'm a little suspicious, are you deliberately ruining my mission?"

Song Yuesheng understood her concerns.

Those who have crawled out of the apocalypse are more vigilant than anyone else.

She didn't persuade him any further, but just gently put down the teacup: "After dinner, you can see it with your own eyes and decide whether to believe me or not."

Lin Jing nodded hesitantly.

The other party can see through her true appearance at a glance, and there is absolutely no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

This meal tasted like chewing wax.

When it was time to pay the bill, Lin Jing just stood up when she heard a "dong" sound.

Song Yuesheng "accidentally" sprained her ankle and fell to the ground, her long hair scattered messily on her shoulders, looking disheveled and fragile.

Lin Jing's mouth twitched: "Boss...you don't want the waiter to think that I pushed you, do you?"

Song Yuesheng supported himself on the ground with one hand, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he had fallen really hard.

Seeing this, Lin Jing rushed forward to support her. As soon as her fingers touched her arm, she felt a slight tremor.

"I'm doing this," Song Yuesheng stood up with her help, a meaningful smile on his lips, "so that you can think carefully about my suggestion just now. Didn't I say that more than ten minutes ago?"

Before she finished speaking, she had already dialed Lu Xingyi's number.

"Lu Xingyi, I sprained my ankle and can't walk." Her voice was as calm as if she was discussing the weather. "I'll send you the location, come pick me up."

She hung up the call decisively, and threw her phone casually on the table, with the location interface still on the screen.

Lin Jing helped her sit back in the chair and couldn't help but lower her voice: "Boss, is this all right?"

She gestured, "I shouldn't act like a spoiled child, cry about how much it hurts, and then stubbornly say 'I don't want to bother you' or something like that..."

Song Yuesheng curled his lips: "That's someone else."

Her eyes suddenly became deep, "Lu Xingyi is the male lead, there's no need to go through so much trouble. If I tell him, he'll think I love her a lot and will pester me so that I don't have any free time."

Lin Jing: “…”

Boss, your confidence is simply sky-high.

While waiting, she poked the system in her mind: [2233, among the hosts you bound to before, are there any who are as... arrogant as the boss? ]

2233's electronic voice gnashed his teeth: [Arrogant? Clearly a monster! I've never seen a host 3648 take care of this host like this! The hero doesn't love the heroine, but has to chase after a substitute cannon fodder! ]

Lin Jing: “…”

2233 has been bound to a big boss before?

Oh wow.

It seems like some terrible dark history has been accidentally uncovered.

Sudden--

"boom!"

The door of the box was violently pushed open and hit the wall with a loud noise.

Lu Xingyi stood at the door, panting heavily, with the buttons of his suit jacket all wrong and his tie hanging crookedly around his neck.

His eyes immediately locked onto Song Yuesheng, and he rushed to her in two steps.

Lin Jing glanced at her phone silently.

Only ten minutes have passed since I hung up the phone!

Then, she watched the male protagonist who was sinister, paranoid and ruthless in the plot given by 2233, now kneeling on one knee in front of Song Yuesheng, with his bony fingers carefully supporting her ankle.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Xingyi's voice was incredibly gentle, and he caressed it with his fingertips. "I have the best physical therapist at home. Can we go now?"

When he looked up, his sharp brows were full of flattery, like a large dog with its claws retracted. Even his breathing was gentle, as if he was treating a fragile treasure.

Lin Jing: “…”

Her worldview was shattered at this moment.

Is this the crazy guy who made the original owner go bankrupt just because she said something to the male supporting role? !

The paranoid man who used his family's power to conduct all-round surveillance after discovering that the original owner was secretly meeting a friend? !

She suddenly felt that the plot given by 2233 was a joke.

Song Yuesheng raised her hand to stop Lu Xingyi from hugging her, and said helplessly: "Okay, I promise you."

She raised her chin towards Lin Jing and said, "My friend is still here, you scared her. After all, you two are old acquaintances."

Lu Xingyi's body froze, and he suddenly held her face eagerly: "Shengsheng! That marriage was just a joke from the elders! You can't take it seriously!"

His thumb unconsciously rubbed the corner of her eye, and his voice became tense, "Before rejecting the marriage proposal, I had never met Lin Jing—"

As if afraid that she wouldn't believe him, he added hastily, "I haven't seen him since!"

Lin Jing shuddered in fear when Lu Xingyi glanced at her.

The look in his eyes, which was so tender just now, instantly froze when he looked at her.

This face-changing speed...even Sichuan Opera masters have to call him "Grandmaster"!

"Um, big..." Lin Jing almost bit her tongue and hurriedly changed the subject: "Xiao Song! Your suggestion just now is great! I'll do it right away!"

She grabbed her bag and rushed out, shouting frantically in her head: [2233! Now! Immediately! Apply to headquarters for a world change as the boss said!]

Half an hour ago, she still suspected that Song Yuesheng was lying to her...

Now she just wants to kowtow to the boss!

This person is not a competitor at all; he is clearly a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering!

If she didn't know that Song Yuesheng was the boss, her mission in this world would definitely fail!