The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

"Su Ran is here! Su Ran is here!" someone started calling out.

Everyone's attention turned to Su Ran.

They stared at her intently, their eyes filled with longing.

If it were the original Su Ran, she would have been terrified by their gazes by now.

Standing on the low slope, Su Ran frowned slightly. She hadn't expected that anyone in their poor and backward Xiaojiang Village would know about her online fame.

"Su Ran, why don't you perform something for everyone?" The middle-aged man who claimed to be an elder spoke up, pointing his phone at Su Ran, the screen light making his yellow teeth appear golden.

Su Ran didn't want to say anything more to him, so she walked around them toward her own front door, but unexpectedly they blocked her way.

Seeing that Su Ran ignored them, they started to jeer, saying one thing after another, and their words became increasingly offensive.

"Don't go! You haven't performed for us yet."

"I heard you're very popular at school and were even voted the school beauty. You must have a lot of rich guys chasing after you."

"This outfit is quite new. Even the richest man in the village doesn't have clothes this nice. It must have been a gift from one of those wealthy people, right?"

"You should have some conscience. You can't just make money for yourself without helping us get rich too. You grew up here, after all."

The little butterfly couldn't stand it and quickly said, "I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

Su Ran pressed the little butterfly button, her eyes flashing with a sharp light.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

That smile was like the smile of ice and snow, revealing trembling plum blossoms that made one's mind flutter.

The more captivating that smile, the harder that phone was smashed!

It was unclear how Su Ran did it, but in the blink of an eye, the ground was littered with shattered phones.

People who often stay in small villages are frugal. After the autumn harvest, Su Ran smashed a cell phone worth several thousand yuan, which she had exchanged for rice money, on the frozen, hard mud.

The man's fingers trembled, too angry to speak.

Su Ran not only smashed it, but also stomped on it several times with her snow boots.

The little butterflies also hopped around on it.

"I'm done performing. Weren't you excited? Your adrenaline was pumping!" Su Ran clapped her hands and kicked her phone into the ditch beside her.

"I'll beat you to death, you brat!!!"

Several people, clearly prepared, picked up hoes and started smashing them on Su Ran's head.

For them, cell phones are quite expensive items. Su Ran not only damaged their property but also embarrassed them.

The hoe missed its mark, and the person aiming at Su Ran stumbled and fell into the ditch, his mouth full of wet mud.

"I'm giving you one chance. Get out now, or you'll face the consequences." Su Ran looked at them coldly.

The ruthlessness and domineering aura in her eyes startled the men, causing them to involuntarily take a few steps back. They exchanged glances but chose not to leave.

Thinking that there were many people on their side and that Su Ran was just a little girl, what was there to be afraid of?

The vermilion door opened.

Grandma Su, wielding a broom, chased after the crowd that had gathered in front of her, sweeping it across the throng like chickens, causing chaos and confusion.

"You bastards, bullying my precious granddaughter, do you really think no one will protect her?"

Someone, recognizing that it was just an elderly man, stepped forward and said, "Su Ran smashed our phones! If you don't pay compensation, we'll beat you up!"

"If you don't want to get beaten, then have your granddaughter marry me!"

"I don't know which wild man she's hooked up with outside. She's building a house back home and she dresses like a city person. Only an honest man like me would dare to take such a slut."

They relentlessly belittled Su Ran, the more they denigrated this celestial beauty, the more as if she were worthy of him. The Cowherd stole the Weaver Girl's fairy robes, forcing her to stay and become a village girl, devoted to her husband and children.

Grandma Su was so angry she almost had a heart attack.

In the end, it was Su Ran's calm voice that steadied her.

"Grandma, don't get angry with this rabble. The more you take their words to heart, the more they'll think they're right."

"Su Ran, how are you going to compensate us for breaking our phones?" one of the villagers asked.

"How will you compensate me?" Su Ran curled her lips into a half-smile and said, "I'll burn several hundred million ghost money for you."

The villagers' expressions changed. "In that case, brothers, grab your weapons and smash those two women's house!"

There were about twenty or thirty people, both those whose phones were smashed and those whose phones weren't, who picked up hoes and shovels and started smashing the Su family's wall.

Before their tools could even touch the wall, the next second their bodies flew up and crashed heavily onto a low slope a few meters away, unable to get up.

Su Ran kicked one person away. Whenever she ran out of energy, a warm current of vitality would surge into her body, filling her with power, which she would then use to kick the next person.

She looked down at them and said loudly, "I'll cover your cell phone and medical expenses. If you want to die, come here. I'll even pay for your funerals. I studied music, and I'll sing you funeral songs myself!"

"Su Ran, you heartless wretch! If it weren't for the people of Xiaojiang Village taking you in, do you think you'd be where you are today?!" a villager said bitterly.

But the cold-faced girl ignored him and spoke to the old man beside her:

"Grandma, let's go back."

Grandma Su looked at them, then at Su Ran, "Are you sure everything will be alright?"

"It's alright, Grandma, I'll handle them."

Seeing the Su family's gate close, the villagers lying on the ground no longer dared to step forward to stop them, fearing that Su Ran's kick would break their lives.

Today is January 1st, and Su Ran just wants to have a meal with her grandmother. She doesn't want to stay up too late, as it would be a hassle to clean up afterwards.

The next day, a crowd of onlookers gathered in front of the Su family's house, including the respected village chief and the village's richest man.

The village chief said, "Su Ran, you broke other people's things and injured someone last night. I'm here to demand an explanation. Either go to the police station or pay some money. What do you think we should do?"

Su Ran asked directly, "How much do you want?"

The village chief held up five fingers.

Su Ran guessed, "Fifty thousand?"

The village chief said, "Five people's cell phones, twenty-seven people's medical expenses, fifty thousand? Do you think that's enough?"

"How many do they want?"

"Five hundred thousand!" the village chief said, his eyelids bulging.

This number was deafening to those present.

Five hundred thousand is an astronomical figure for them; they couldn't earn that much even if they farmed for ten years.

The richest man chimed in from the side, "I know you're young, and you've probably spent all your money on this house. How about this, I'll give you 100,000 yuan. I have no other requests. Come to my house and tutor my son."

If you ignore his barely perceptible lewd look, he actually seems like a decent person.

"No need, I won't give it to you," Su Ran replied decisively.

Everyone was stunned by her words.

How could they just refuse to give it to us like that?

There were over twenty people, each taking a bite, they could have gnawed a person down to the bone, and this girl was still stubbornly refusing to pay.

The village chief threatened, "Aren't you afraid they'll send you to jail?"

"Let them sue, and see who ends up in jail, me or them." She narrowed her eyes. "And let me tell you something else: anyone who dares to come looking for trouble with me will end up worse off than those people."

Perhaps threatened by Su Ran's words, no one dared to make a sound.

They certainly knew the nature of the group of people Su Ran had kicked; they must have said or done something outrageous to cause this situation.

With Su Ran's face being so beautiful it's like a fairy, they were afraid she really had someone backing her up. If Su Ran were to act recklessly, they might not even get 50,000, let alone 500,000.

So the village chief said, "Then you have to compensate them with a new phone, right?"