After Binding the Dislike-Value Collection System

As the worlds of several books merge, the villainous supporting heroines choose to leave their worlds behind and start new lives hand in hand.

To keep the small worlds running for the time being, the System has no choice but to pick Li Hua from the underworld. She shares a name with the villainesses, and her body hasn't even gone cold yet. All she has to do is follow the general plot.

System 998: [Want to come back to life?]

Li Hua: "Yes."

[Follow the basic plot and raise the male leads' dislike meters, and you can be reborn.]

"Deal."

So every day, she either picks on one person or finds fault with another.

She shows no mercy to her adopted older brother. One lash leaves him unable to get up. The young man collapses in the snow, panting, the corners of his eyes red and his trembling fingertips full of restraint.

She uses the stable hand, who has yet to become a general, as a footstool. His muscles tense all over, as if he's about to tear her apart at any moment.

Late at night, the taciturn bodyguard has half removed his clothes. She presses down on his wound as he whispers, "Miss, it hurts."

And the aloof, arrogant artist she's brought into her residence against his will has to endure her kissing him without losing his temper.

Watching the progress bar climb without ever dropping, Li Hua can already imagine her wonderful life ahead.

After all, their dislike meters are so high, they must hate her to the core.

But after she and the System have worked themselves to the bone, they finally discover a bug.

Those supposedly high dislike meters are actually affection meters.

When they meet again later, her older brother, now an official, takes the whip and reverently places it in her hand, lifting his neck as if offering it up for sacrifice. In a soft voice, he says, "Whip me."

The general, who once charged into battle on horseback, removes his uniform and puts on his coarse clothes again. Kneeling on one knee, he says deferentially, "Your servant is willing to be your footstool every day, Miss."

And the artist, who has spent years searching for her, says nothing. He doggedly stays by her side, his eyes silently reddening.

Li Hua asks, "Everyone said I was dead. Why did you keep looking for me?"

The artist in white has no smile in his eyes. He replies, "I couldn't believe you were dead without seeing your bones."

"What if I really had died?"

His voice is calm, and warmth ripples in his usually indifferent eyes, as if he's talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"I would have looked for you."

Together, in life and death.

Note: The male lead is the artist. He appears in Chapter 21.

Theme: Everyone is the protagonist of their own story