Qin Zhao travels through three thousand worlds, where the System tasks her with reforming the madmen bent on destroying them. Looking at the male leads holding knives, scepters, and surveillance cameras, Qin Zhao smiles.
“Reform them? That takes too long. Let’s just tame them.”
World One: Matricidal Genius x Venture Capital Queen. Her rebellious stepson tries to drive her to her death? Qin Zhao counters with an Asset Divestment Agreement. She cuts off his cards and food, then throws him out of the mansion. Want a meal? Trade your dignity for it. Later, the defiant boy kneels in the snow wearing a T-shirt he bought for 9.9 yuan with free shipping, crying as he begs her, “Mom, don’t sell me. I’ll be good, I promise.”
World Two: Controlling Husband x Five-Senses Hijacker. Her husband tries to gaslight her into madness? Qin Zhao smiles and takes away all five of his senses. She makes him see his wife as a vengeful ghost and passersby as zombies. At the psychiatric hospital, strapped into a restraint suit, he rubs against Qin Zhao’s palm like a dog. “Zhaozhao, the world outside is so scary. Can’t I stay in the cage with you?”
World Three: Voyeuristic Movie Star x Omniscient God. The movie star likes installing cameras around his house? Qin Zhao hacks every device on the internet and broadcasts his disgrace around the clock on giant screens downtown. Hiding in a windowless room, he kowtows to the air. “Please, stop watching! I don’t want to be Truman!”
“I am your god, and I am your hell. You can go mad, but the leash will always be in my hands.”
