[Ding! Target Wu Xie: risk of a penetrating wound to the left arm. Countdown: 10 seconds...]
My name is Lin Jibai, and I'm a hapless guy held hostage by the “Plot Corrector System.” It sees me as a BUG and forces me to become the “human shield” for Wu Xie's team. A bronze bell illusion? I shove them out of the way! A corpse fetus coming to kill us? I stay behind! Ghost soldiers in the passage? I take the hit! Every time I block a blow, I dance on the edge of death, all to earn enough correction points to go home.
But this “home” is as cold as a cruel joke. My mother fled the Wang family and sought refuge with Wu Erbai, only to die a horrific death. I carry the cursed blood of the Wang family, making me a pawn in Wu Erbai's eyes and an enigma under Zhang Qiling's silent scrutiny. Only Wang Pangzi's call of “brother” can stir ripples in my dead-calm heart. And Xie Shaoye, my beloved, is an antiques dealer like me and the only warmth in this frigid world.
Then the Wang family members sneer and hold out an olive branch: “Come back to your roots? We know what happened to your mother...”
At the same time, the System's cold prompt sounds: [Hidden Mission: Accept their offer and infiltrate the Wang family! Reward: a massive number of points!]
Is it a trap, or my only way out?
I put on a false face and dance on the edge of a blade between the Wu and Wang families. I deceive the companions who trust me and bow to my enemies. Every mission leaves my body covered in wounds; every betrayal makes my soul bleed. Deep in the Wang family base, my pent-up rage finds its spark: they were the ones who killed my mother!
The System's red light flashes: [Destroy the Wang family's central base!]
Enough! Keep enduring? Keep pretending? To hell with it!
