Chapter 113: It’s Coming
Looking at the three freshly obtained sign-in rewards, Ning Xiyue beamed with joy. She patted System’s little head gratefully — these three items were exactly what she needed, like rain after a drought, perfectly tailored for what she was about to do next.
When she saw the ventriloquism skill, Ning Xiyue thought she could slightly adjust her original plan — make the next stage even more spectacular.
She opened the system backend and used the first reward — Curse Technique — setting up the content of the curse carefully.
“System, use the curse on Wang Mazi.”
From now on, Wang Mazi would never be able to speak about anything related to Ning Xiyue — no matter what it was — and she specifically highlighted the entire incident that happened today, which also gave Chen Yechu a thin layer of protection.
Even though they had poisoned Wang Mazi, Ning Xiyue didn’t want to see his disgusting face ever again. But with the curse on him, it was different — no risks, no accidents, and her eyes wouldn’t have to be “polluted.”
Every time she saw Wang Mazi, she felt like she needed to stare at money for a long time just to “wash” her eyes clean again.
[Ding! Curse applied successfully. Permanent effect active.]
After handling that, Ning Xiyue pulled out the second reward — the 100% Simulator.
This item was actually a learning tool. It could be used for all kinds of courses, fully simulating textbook content into real scenarios, blending reality and illusion so that the learner could understand things more intuitively and easily. When combined with training courses, it worked even better.
But it had a smaller, more “practical” function — one that Ning Xiyue could use right now: it could perfectly mimic anyone’s handwriting to a 100% degree. So convincing that even the person themselves would think they wrote it.
This made things much easier for Ning Xiyue. She didn’t need to write anything by hand herself. All she had to do was type out what she wanted into the simulator, insert a small note written by Ning Xiaoxiao to serve as a sample, and set it up.
The simulator would automatically capture Ning Xiaoxiao’s handwriting style from Ning Xiyue’s memory and from the note, then reproduce Ning Xiaoxiao’s exact handwriting. After a minute…
A bold and passionate love letter written by “Ning Xiaoxiao” was born.
It was even written with the same fountain pen and ink that Ning Xiaoxiao used. The simulator even accounted for the drying time of the ink and the type of paper — the letter paper matched the material of Ning Xiaoxiao’s original note. There wasn’t a single flaw.
Ning Xiyue held the letter and examined it carefully. If she hadn’t been the one to make it, she would’ve sworn that Ning Xiaoxiao wrote it herself. The handwriting was identical, down to the smallest stylistic details and habits.
Seeing how perfect the letter was, Ning Xiyue decided to go big — she used the simulator a few more times to create ten letters in total, each one written at a different “stage” of Ning Xiaoxiao’s time in the countryside, making a perfect ten-piece set.
Finally, she even simulated a few letters written by other people.
Holding over a dozen forged letters in her hand, Ning Xiyue smiled in satisfaction.
Just then, Chen Yechu returned from her outing.
“I’ve scouted everything. We’re ready to move.”
“I’m done too. Tomorrow, we’ll make her choke on the consequences of her own actions.” Ning Xiyue’s lips curved into a wicked smile.
Seeing the letters in Ning Xiyue’s hand, Chen Yechu smiled.
“Good. Let’s sleep. Tomorrow, we go all out.”
…
That night — in the deep darkness of the fourth watch.
Ning Xiyue’s eyes suddenly snapped open.
An excited, high-pitched voice echoed in her mind — System’s.
“Host! Energy — unfamiliar energy has appeared! Ahh, such rich, delicious energy! Ning Xiaoxiao really has something on her. It’s here. I’ll be able to capture it soon!”
Ning Xiyue perked up. She’d been curious to know what exactly was going on with Ning Xiaoxiao — and what this mysterious “energy” was.
“System, can you share your vision with me?”
[Host, I can open Little Mosquito View for 10 system points.]
This was a new upgraded feature. By spending system points — essentially System’s “tip” — she could request small favors like this.
“Fine, do it.”
As soon as she spoke, a crystal-clear vision appeared in her mind. It felt as though she had become a tiny mosquito — a part of System.
Through these eyes, she saw Ning Xiaoxiao sleeping in bed, the corners of her lips curling higher and higher into a smile. Ning Xiyue could clearly see the flush on her cheeks and the excitement on her face. Her hands twitched in the air as she muttered under her breath. Clearly, she was dreaming a very pleasant dream.
Just as Ning Xiyue thought this was all she would see — just Ning Xiaoxiao’s sleeping form — the scene changed.
[Host, I’ll show you the energy body now. Mmm… it smells delicious.]
System spoke in a dreamy, intoxicated tone, making Ning Xiyue think the little turtle was about to start drooling.
And then, the new scene appeared. It was as if she could see inside Ning Xiaoxiao’s dream, watching as a bystander.
Finally, she saw what System had called the “delicious energy body” — a swirling mass of red mist floating around inside Ning Xiaoxiao’s consciousness. Through the mosquito’s eyes, she could even see Ning Xiaoxiao’s dream self — what she was doing in the dream.
Ning Xiaoxiao’s so-called “beautiful dream” was a scene where Wang Mazi’s plan had succeeded — and she and Chen Yechu were despised by everyone, bullied by anyone who wanted to, and eventually died in a foreign land. Meanwhile, Ning Xiaoxiao herself became the richest woman alive.
“Hahahaha! I’m the richest! I’ll be the richest from now on! Immortal, please grant me your power and continue to help me. I am your most devoted believer!”
“Immortal, could you bless me with a few ginseng roots? I’m a little short on resources lately. I swear I’ll repay you later.”
Then the red mist spoke, its voice muffled and indistinct:
“Then I will grant you ginseng once more. Go to Mount Daqi***. There is a patch of ginseng there — enough to last you a long time.”
Ning Xiyue raised an eyebrow. Wasn’t that the same ginseng field she and Second Brother harvested last time?
So this red fog thing had some power — but not much. That place was now nothing but soil and a few ginseng seeds in the ground.
It seemed that Ning Xiaoxiao’s so-called prophetic dreams had been caused by this thing all along.
Ning Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, bowing down and knocking her head to the ground.
“Thank you, Immortal! And please, Immortal, bless me so that tomorrow’s plan succeeds — so that Ning Xiyue and Chen Yechu are utterly ruined!”
“As long as you keep obeying me — do as I say, when I say it — I guarantee you’ll become the richest woman alive.”
“Thank you, Immortal! Thank you!”
“Has your bracelet shown any changes yet?”
“Not yet,” Ning Xiaoxiao replied respectfully.
“Hmm… then wait a little longer. Perhaps the time isn’t right.”
Ning Xiyue rolled her eyes at the theatrics of the red mist and Ning Xiaoxiao’s fervent devotion. This “mystical being” was ridiculously outdated — pretending to be some kind of god, when it was clearly just something malicious.
She spoke to the system in her mind:
“System, you’re sure that’s not one of your kind? Not some kind of wild rogue system?”
[No. It’s a pure energy body. You can think of it like a rare heavenly treasure — and for me, it’s a powerful supplement. I will consume it.]
“How confident are you?”
[One hundred percent.]
“Good. Before you eat it, can you let me see what it really is? I’m curious.”
“Of course, Host.”
System’s gaze was locked on the red mist, drooling figuratively, but the mist remained completely unaware that a human and a system were watching it.
It continued speaking to Ning Xiaoxiao, giving her orders: “Wake up now and act. I will help you — I’ll get those two to where you said Wang Mazi will be. By early morning, you’ll see the results. Only if they are ruined quickly will your days improve. Otherwise, as long as they’re around, you’ll never rise.”
Ning Xiaoxiao nodded excitedly, as if already seeing her glorious future. “Yes, Immortal. I’ll act immediately.”
“Go, then.”
As Ning Xiaoxiao left the dream, Ning Xiyue’s vision faded too.
Hearing the conversation, Ning Xiyue felt a surge of excitement. She quickly stopped System, who was already itching to capture the energy body.
“Wait. System, stay on guard in case it makes a move. Let’s turn the tables — tonight, we’ll strike together and capture both Ning Xiaoxiao and that red energy in one go.”
[Got it, Host.]
System nodded, then added a warning:
[It’s coming.]
