The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

Just as Xu Yingying was despairing that she would be trapped in this endless nightmare forever, she suddenly heard a clear and familiar "tick, tick, tick" sound. The sound was like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing her a glimmer of hope and courage.

Then, the scene before her shifted rapidly, like a movie scene. In the blink of an eye, she found herself in a cold, technologically charged system space. At that moment, her memories and feelings of the mission world she had previously experienced gradually blurred, like an ink painting faded by time.

Sometimes, Xu Yingying couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt: Was the emotion she poured herself into those arduous tasks truly real? Or was it all just a facade, deliberately created to successfully achieve the mission objectives? This doubt was like a thorn, constantly piercing her heart.

Xu Yingying slowly awoke from her deep sleep, dragging her slightly heavy body to the desk in her room and sitting down. Her eyes stumbled upon an old, yellowed diary on the desk—it was the one she had meticulously recorded every day during her initial novice mission.

Despite having only completed two missions, Xu Yingying felt as if time had flown by, as if an eternity had passed. Whenever she recalled those initial novice missions, she felt a strange, dreamlike feeling, as if she were in another world. At this moment, she couldn't help but think of her first mission subject—Li Tongxin. She wondered how she was doing now that she had left. Was she, like herself, struggling to navigate this world full of unknowns and challenges?

At this moment, Xiao Wu just returned from the mission hall. Xiao Wu excitedly shouted: "Host, I'm back!"

Xu Yingying, who was quietly waiting inside the room, immediately felt relieved when she heard this familiar and cheerful voice. She knew that every time Xiaowu got so excited, he must have found some extremely cost-effective and worthwhile tasks. So, with a slight smile on her face, she asked softly, "How's it going, Xiaowu? What good tasks have you found this time? Tell me about it."

When Xiao Wu heard this, he couldn't help but feel excited. He couldn't wait to show Xu Yingying the tasks he had carefully selected. He flicked his finger lightly, and in an instant, two task names appeared in front of Xu Yingying's eyes.

Xiao Wu looked at Xu Yingying expectantly and said, "Host, look, this mission is one I found after going through untold hardships and carefully selecting it! There are two in total. Which one do you find more interesting and want to complete first?"

Xu Yingying narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully examining the titles of the two quests before her. One was titled "Open Your Eyes 75, Say No to Postpartum Depression," and the other was "The Vicious Female Supporting Character's Explosive Luck." However, after a quick glance, she didn't seem particularly interested.

Xu Yingying raised her head slightly, her gaze slowly returning to her senses. She asked in a soft and slightly doubtful voice, "Xiao Wu, are these really the only two tasks I can choose from?"

A hint of confusion now crossed Xiao Wu's previously calm face. He blinked and asked in confusion, "Master Host, are you not interested in trying either of these two missions?"

Xu Yingying shook her head gently, her silky hair swaying with it. She replied with an unusually firm tone, "Yes, that's true. These two tasks really don't interest me. Xiaowu, could you please help me search carefully and see if there are other tasks I can choose from?"

After hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded and responded, "Okay, then I'll go to the mission hall and investigate further." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Seeing Xiao Wu leave again to find a new task, Xu Yingying did not stay any longer and walked towards the bed with light steps. When she reached the bed, Xu Yingying lay down on the bed gracefully like a lazy cat.

Yet, even though her body had relaxed, her mind continued to race. Recalling that incredibly strange and bizarre dream, Xu Yingying's mind was still filled with countless unanswered questions and complex speculations. Those questions were like countless tangled threads, and the more Xu Yingying tried to sort them out, the more confused she became.

The mystery of the man, whose voice she could only hear but whose face she had never seen, lingered in Xu Yingying's mind. She racked her brains, trying to piece together some clues from the fragments of her memory to unravel the mystery, but her efforts were in vain. She could not determine what kind of unusual and intriguing connection existed between her and this mysterious man.

Xu Yingying, burdened with worry, lay quietly on her soft, comfortable bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, thoughts surging through her mind like a tidal wave. Gradually, she felt a wave of fatigue wash over her, and her heavy eyelids began to droop uncontrollably. Before she knew it, she had once again fallen into a deep dream.

When Xu Yingying slowly reopened her beautiful eyes, she was surprised to find herself in a strange, yet familiar, scene. Straight before her stood the same exquisitely elegant high-top table she had seen countless times before. Like a precious work of art, every detail exuded its unique charm and luxury.

At that moment, the faint candlelight above the table flickered gently, its dancing flames like twinkling stars in the night sky, appearing and disappearing. The soft light from the candlelight illuminated the small area around it, adding a mysterious and enchanting atmosphere to the entire scene. It was as if silently reminding Xu Yingying: Yes, this was the fantastical dream world she had once entered.