The Tragic Novel's Cannon Fodder Heroine Takes a Feel-Good Story Route

Before bed, Ying Jiao opened Green River and read an apocalyptic tragedy.

The story's villainous second male lead, Shen Qi, kept causing trouble like a madman, making the star-crossed male and female leads end up with a BE.

Ying Jiao saw such a breathtaking love story ruined by that green-tea, lunatic second male lead villain!

Furious, she gave it a failing score: "Is the author sick? Why feed us this crap at the ending? How was a disgusting creature like the second male lead even conceived?"

Ying Jiao drifted off to sleep in tears, feeling herself jostled and tugged at...

When she opened her eyes again, Ying Jiao found herself in a cramped living room. The damp, musty smell made it hard to breathe.

Before her knelt a cold, distant young man, his body covered in wounds, his head bowed over the floor.

"Big sister, I did nothing wrong." Shen Qi looked up at her with a cold expression and calmly retorted.

Only then did Ying Jiao realize she had transmigrated into the apocalyptic tragedy, as a cannon-fodder female character whom the villainous second male lead, Shen Qi, loathed.

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Shen Qi had only just learned that a chip had been implanted in his body when he was a child, and that he was destined to become an emotionless AI.

The moment he developed feelings and his emotions fluctuated, the evil EAG organization would detect him.

Ying Jiao, whom he despised, had once been an observer for the EAG organization. Back then, she couldn't bear to watch Shen Qi have his emotional nerves removed and become a tool for the organization to do evil.

Ying Jiao escaped with Shen Qi.

To prevent Shen Qi from developing any emotions, Ying Jiao resorted to the most foolish and extreme methods.

In the end, the chip in Shen Qi's brain was removed.

But Ying Jiao, who had defected from the EAG organization, was brutally punished by them that very day, blown to smithereens...

And so Shen Qi still went down the same path of corruption as in the original story.

Note: The story itself is unchanged. Since the title has been changed, the blurb has also been revised, so the cover has been changed as well.

This story is set in an imaginary future and is entirely fictional, with no references to real life.

Upcoming novel blurb: The Doomsday Food Train

Jiao Jiao's parents both died when she was young, and she started selling food from a street stall at sixteen to make ends meet.

At twenty-one, she had finally saved enough money to open a restaurant of her own.

But her younger brother stole the money she had saved to start the business, then gambled it all away.

It hit her like a bolt from the blue. Unable to process it, Jiao Jiao rolled her eyes and suddenly dropped dead.

When she woke up...

She had transmigrated thirty years into the future. Thirty years later, it was the apocalypse, and the entire Yanxia Nation lay desolate.

Jiao Jiao was driving a rickety train through the ruins of the apocalypse...

System: Congratulations, Host, you have obtained [Food Train X1]

Jiao Jiao looked at the rusty old banger, which wobbled as it slowly floated through the air.

The outside of the carriage was covered in rust, with several holes rotted through the roof. A cold wind blew in through the shattered windows...

[Ding~ Obtained brand-new paint X2, brand-new roof X1, brand-new windows X4]

[Ding~ Obtained large freezer X1, four-door refrigerator X2]

Jiao Jiao happily drove her little food train to Nan Chi Base, a city short on delicious food.

It had the cleanest water supply around, and Jiao Jiao wanted to collect some for a System mission.

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The pride of the base, Feng Yutang, had spent eighteen years claiming to have tasted countless delicacies.

For example, meal replacement liquid that tasted like earthworms, and compressed biscuits that tasted like cockroaches.

That was until an outsider at Nan Chi Base stir-fried a plate of bright green leaves.

Feng Yutang took one bite, and a clear tear slid from the corner of his eye.

Only then did he realize that all along, he had been like a frog at the bottom of a well...

Theme: Only you can save yourself. Make yourself strong, and you will be impervious to blades and bullets.