Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Chapter 239 The Opportunity for Disaster

The Yin family cleaned up the mess with extraordinary speed; Bo Bing didn't believe they hadn't made preparations beforehand.

This is entirely a scene targeting Yin Chu. The main characters are not present. There are mostly juniors here. The so-called requirement for female companions is nonsense. Apart from the juniors of various factions of the Yin family and those with shared interests, there are no people from other aristocratic families present.

The model opera, which depicted catching a turtle in a jar, even fooled Bo Bing.

Of course, it wasn't entirely a lie. The self-destruction of that dangerous element was something no one expected. The incidents were interconnected. Even those who betrayed their own family valued their lives. Everyone wanted a better life, so why would they use self-destruction for revenge? If Yin Chu had said this beforehand, the plan would definitely not have succeeded.

Yin Chu was essentially a commander without any troops. If these people were focused on revenge, it would probably become big news in the Huan Tu Daily.

Behind the stained-glass window was the fountain, now shattered into pieces, just like that madman.

In this scene, Yin Chu is a variable, as is Bo Bing. With the clash between the two variables, everyone in the room is safe and sound.

The next day, noon.

Bo Bing leaned against the sofa on the balcony. Yin Su had spent the whole night cleaning up the mess, and the two didn't exchange a word.

The young man lazily basked in the sun, with Hongtashan cat nestled obediently in his arms. The two were quite relaxed until he stood up and saw Yin Su chatting with someone downstairs.

An unnamed anger.

"Alpha, shall we talk?"

Bo Bing had actually had questions for a while. He tried to remain calm, but his clenched fists clearly betrayed him. "Am I a dog, huh? Answer me! Am I always the one who gets to eat fresh shit?"

The system paused for a moment, which was unusual for it.

Pay attention to your manners.

"I have no manners at all! Isn't my mission to become a movie star? Why am I playing a real-life crossfire game like a secret agent every day?" Bo Bing was furious and slammed her fist on the table on the balcony, causing the solid wood table to dent. "Or you can tell me now that I'm actually Maria!"

"Tell me, why? baby why?"

He had noticed long ago that things happening around him were far too frequent and bizarre. Most people would probably encounter this once or twice in their lifetime and then pray to the gods and burn incense in gratitude. But for him, it was like a passive event in a game, happening one after another. Alpha even insisted that it was the butterfly effect.

If he hadn't been there this time, Yin Su might have really become like that fountain.

[Does the host really want to know?]

"Nonsense, if you don't want to know, why are you asking!"

[The host should have noticed this as well.]

"Perceive what?"

You are the variable.

Bo Bing stared at the flowers in front of him, frowning—something he had done habitually—and said, "Explain yourself clearly!"

[You, reborn, are different from ordinary people. You now possess the high energy field of the system. In this world, ordinary people do not have such a chaotic and powerful energy field as you.]

"What are you trying to say? What does this have to do with me?"

The young man narrowed his snake-like eyes.

Your immense power—could become the catalyst for disaster.

The greater the power, the more frequent and severe the disasters will be.

Alpha seemed to let out a human sigh, but Bo Bing knew it was just her imagination.

In simple terms, this is the 'penetration effect' under the rules of the world.

[The 'solvent molecules' that should have flowed towards others instead rush towards you as you approach, turning you into the 'key' to unlocking chaos.]

What should have happened to someone else, what shouldn't have happened, all had their cause and effect redistributed after meeting you.

As the 'high-concentration solute,' you not only absorb the solvent, but those around you will also be affected.

"You mean... if I hadn't shown up, maybe those children wouldn't have been kidnapped, maybe Ye Tianxing wouldn't have encountered danger in the snow mountain, and maybe Yin Su wouldn't have run into all these things?"

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "And, as my skills and talents increase, these problems will become even more prominent?"

Bo Bing clenched his fist, waiting for Alpha's reply.

If it truly is the law of causality, then the original owner should have died quietly, without going to the Heavenly Gifted Trainee program, nor encountering Ye Tianxing and Yin Su. It was precisely my arrival that brought about the energy fluctuations and the [variable].

It's regrettable to tell you the harsh reality, but that's the truth.

This is the re-adaptation of causality.

Alpha paused for a moment.

The cold, mechanical voice continued to ring out.

However, the former is merely a hypothetical scenario that hasn't occurred yet, and the host doesn't need to dwell on it.

[Perhaps without you, we would never have discovered the child's situation; Ye Tianxing might have died in the snow-capped mountains while participating in a program without you; Yin Su might have been shattered to pieces during some event...]

The young man no longer wanted to listen to what Alpha's electronic voice was saying.

"Ah......"

Thin ice slid slowly down the wall, and I felt as if all the strength in my body had been drained away.

Damn it, at this point, his first reaction was to laugh.

How ironic.

She can no longer even bring herself to grab Yin Su by the collar and question him about why he lied to her about wearing women's clothing.

dinner time.

Yin Su stood at the door of Bo Bing's house, but was stopped by the head maid.

"Little Lord."

The head maid beside him gave a slight bow, her voice somewhat stiff, "Young Master has instructed that you need some personal space for a while and should be quiet by yourself."

Yin Su lowered his eyes.

—Does the godfather not want to see him?

"Did he say that? Or does he just not want to see my face for the time being?"

Yin Su smiled gently, his eyes revealing no emotion. "Or do you want me to get lost, hmm?"

The maid, under immense pressure, turned pale and her back was drenched in cold sweat.

After all, she embellished those words.

"Alright, that monster... you saw Bo Bing's condition last night... let him rest too."

Yin Zhao chuckled twice. What exactly was the relationship between these two? Yin Su was actually standing here obediently, but Bo Bing was... quite a dangerous guy. It wouldn't be a good thing to make enemies at this critical juncture.

"Young Master, you have a social engagement later, please go and pack your things."

Seeing that things were not going well, Li Ling, who was standing next to him, quickly interjected, "I've already made arrangements for your dinner, young man."

"Bo Bing, calm down."

Yin Su gently reassured the creature inside, "Then I'll come see you again tonight. Take good care of yourself."

Is the godfather still angry with him for lying to him about dressing him as a woman?

Yin Su stroked his chin, feeling somewhat dejected. He hadn't expected his godfather to be so angry about this... Well, it was indeed his fault; he had gotten a little carried away.

Lust is a double-edged sword.

Yin Su thought to himself, "I'll take as many cuts as I can."

How should I apologize?