I was bound to the [History-Saving System], and my beginner mission was to stop Xu Zhimo from dying in a plane crash.
Success would earn me billions. Failure... meant instant death!
But when I stopped him, the poet simply smiled. “I’m in a hurry. I’m going to Beiping to hear Miss Lin give a speech.”
I clung to him for dear life as the System’s alarm blared in my mind: [Warning! Target boarding. Mission failure imminent!]
In desperation, I blurted out:
“Don’t board that doomed flight! Stay, and I’ll tell you the real ending of Lin Huiyin’s story!”
His face went deathly pale. What I didn’t know was that this lie had thrown the very course of fate in the entire Republic of China into chaos...
