Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

[Have you figured it out?] The system asked.

Ren Baozhi replied: "Yes."

You don't understand.

'I'll change it.'

[What do you understand now? Do you understand that you will no longer take all the responsibility on yourself?]

‘Isn’t it? ’

[Then let me ask you again, do you think this is the only reason you are tired? ]

Ren Baozhi's consciousness was almost failing and she could no longer think.

"Don't sleep," the system's voice said coldly, "Think again about why you took all the responsibility on yourself."

"I tried my best. I just wanted to complete the task as quickly as possible. I really tried very hard to help these people. I also want to live a good life in this world," Ren Baozhi murmured. "I really tried very hard."

Yes, your thinking is indeed much more advanced than theirs, so you think you should guide them in everything and do everything yourself. But on the other hand, do you give them room to grow freely?

Women are not vines that must wrap around something to grow upwards. They are trees, towering trees. They need the courage to take root and the freedom to stretch upwards. They want independence, strength, and the ability to grow wildly.

Have you ever given these to them?

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in Ren Baozhi's mind, causing her whole body to feel pain and numbness, yet she was extremely clear-headed.

She didn't.

She always thought that she was a modern person, that she had a golden finger, and that she was better than the characters in the book who were waiting for her to "save", so she would take risks again and again.

She knows that she may not be that powerful, but she always puts these characters in the position of "weak".

Everything she does is not because I am good, but because I do it.

But, if you can't do it, I will do it.

It turns out that's the case.

Why do I take risks again and again? Isn't it because I always put these characters in the position of "weak"?

She always felt that she needed to protect them, so she stood in front of them again and again, self-righteously believing that she was shielding them from the wind and rain. Little did she know that this was actually blocking the sunlight for their upward growth.

The system knew she had figured it out, and continued, "Your thinking is too naive and too simple. If this person loves beauty, then don't let her pursue beauty. If this person loves studying, then let her study."

[But have you forgotten that your mission is to "rewrite the character's fate"? A person's fate is of course in their own hands, and their personal will is the source of change.]

Ren Baozhi almost lost the courage to speak.

[Finally,] the system said, [The prerequisite for loving others is that you must first love yourself enough. You must face your own thoughts, your own emotions, your own desires. You must take care of yourself first before you can have the energy to care for others. If you ignore your own will and thoughts, how can you expect the characters in the book to awaken?]

"You're so determined to save others even when you can't take care of yourself. Baozhi, have you ever considered your own feelings?" The system sighed. "It's been a long time since you've put yourself first."

Tears rolled down at this moment, soaking the snow on the ground and burning Ren Baozhi's heart so much that it trembled constantly.

The tears dispelled some of the chill from her body, and her brain began to work slowly again.

Yes, ever since she came to this world, her eyes have always been focused on the mission object, and everything she does is to complete the mission.

She neglected herself.

There is hardly a moment of her time that is completely her own.

She always misses her former self.

Little did she know that it was she herself who turned herself into what she is now!

Ren Baozhi asked sadly: "Why are you telling me all this? If I can't complete the mission, can't you still... bind to another host?"

She heard Ji sigh softly, her voice so soft and ethereal that it seemed as if she was saying, "I just don't want you to follow in my footsteps."

Ren Baozhi was speechless for a long time. She seemed to understand why the system had been so indifferent before.

At this moment, she seemed to understand the true meaning of the "Female Voice" creation system.

The host helps the characters in the book progress, the system helps the host grow, and the "female voice" tries its best to help all women who can be helped.

The system said: [So many systems break down long-term tasks into countless small ones, each with a time limit. If the host fails to complete it, they will receive a punishment that is either light or heavy. But we don't have that. Not only do we have no time limit, we also have no punishment. Don't you understand?]

Ren Baozhi choked up a little: "I understand."

[Baozhi, take care of yourself. As long as your mission target is growing, even if it's a little slower, it doesn't matter. You've already done much better than I expected.]

Ren Baozhi's body was almost frozen stiff, but she miraculously felt a little warm. Her consciousness kept fluctuating between the cold and the hot: "I'm so cold, but it seems wrong, I'm very warm."

The system knew that she had been frozen for too long and had developed an "illusion of warmth".

[People are coming.] She was silent for a moment. [I'll help you after they leave.]

The snow stopped at some point.

Ren Baozhi caught a glimpse of a red figure from the corner of her eye. She turned her eyes with great effort, but could only see the hem of the person's red skirt.

In her impression, she seemed to have seen such bright clothes before, but where?

Who is it?

She couldn't remember.

The wind blew a wisp of cold fragrance on her face, but she vaguely knew who the visitor was - it was Si Jiangchou.

Si Jiangchou stood quietly beside Ren Baozhi, holding a red umbrella above her head, looking down at her without saying a word.

After a long silence, she looked at Ren Baozhi's drooping head and stiff body, and finally spoke: "Are you okay?"

The sound became very light and small when it reached Ren Baozhi's ears. She became more and more sleepy and could hardly hear clearly.

The snow on her body was gently brushed away, and then another layer of snow fell on her body. It was Si Jiangchou who draped his cloak on Ren Baozhi's shoulders.

She squatted down and placed a warm hand warmer in Ren Baozhi's arms. The heat slowly flowed from his chest and spread to his limbs. Ren Baozhi couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Are you still cold?" Si Jiangchou asked again.