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

The filming of the program has started smoothly.

For reasons unknown, Zhong Jue agreed to Su Ran's request from the other world.

He wanted to see who she wanted to put in.

But when he saw that it was Shi Zheng, he frowned and started checking the information. After learning that this person was her biological father, he understood a little.

"So you wanted to help your father out of his misfortune. I don't know what to say. Are you really that kind-hearted? As far as I know, he's neglected you for thirteen years." Zhong Jue leaned comfortably against the wall, watching Su Ran from another world tuning her guitar.

Upon hearing this, she raised her pockmarked face, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. "You'll find out whether I'm kind or not in the future."

Upon seeing that face, Zhong Jue frowned again.

“I’ve booked a plastic surgeon for you in H country. After the show ends, I’ll go to H country with you. We can’t keep hiding this forever.”

The hand that was plucking the strings paused.

It also caught Zhong Jue's attention.

She lost a lot of weight, and after eliminating toxins, her skin became fairer, turning a wheat color.

Her hands are the most beautiful part of her body.

Her fingertips were long and slender, her body was well-proportioned, and she wore white French manicures with a soft, light sheen on her nail beds. She also wore an obsidian ring on her ring finger.

These are beautiful hands.

Anyone who sees these hands can't help but imagine how beautiful their owner must be.

A hint of regret flashed in Zhong Jue's eyes, which was caught by Su Ran from the other world.

The girl lowered her head, and he felt inexplicably flustered.

"Don't overthink it. I didn't mean to be disgusted. I just think that restoring your appearance would be a good thing for you."

Su Ran from the other world still kept her head down. She nodded and said in a faint voice, "Okay, I'll go with you after the show."

After saying these words, Zhong Jue felt inexplicably annoyed at himself for having to explain himself.

"Is the guitar still not tuned? I'll go find Gu Cai to help."

He made up some excuse and fled.

In the other world, Su Ran calmly watched the door close, the voice of the beautiful, deceased girl echoing in her ears.

"You're afraid you won't live to see the day you get plastic surgery, right?"

Su Ran from the other world did not reply.

The filming location for "Self-Sufficiency," Mingyuan Village, is very dangerous.

But the otherworldly Su Ran is even more dangerous.

But Su Ran didn't expect that Su Ran from the other world would act so quickly.

Shi Zheng was very happy.

He never expected that he could buy his daughter's filial heart by spending only 30 yuan.

He used the pretense of concern to call Su Ran from the other world, telling her about the kinds of programs he had participated in and what kind of variety show he planned to produce.

“I have a friend who happens to be on a music reality show. It would be great if you could sing a few songs for him. He doesn’t care about looks and really appreciates talent.”

His friend is a complete audiophile; over the years, he's messed with countless people in the industry who have good voices.

Shi Zheng simply couldn't believe that his adopted daughter didn't want to stand out from the crowd and shine brightly on the stage.

A girl's joyful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Really? Can I participate?"

"of course."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Zheng was in a great mood.

As long as he gives this adopted daughter to that person, he can use that as a pretext to make a request to participate in a music variety show.

When good things happen, people are in high spirits. The next day, Shi Zheng suddenly received a work invitation from the production team of the "Self-sufficiency" program.

He knew that Director Han's shows were always dangerous, but he had never heard of any accidents involving the production team; the accidents always involved the celebrities who participated in the shows.

So he went without worry.

On the first day, we followed the production team to the program's location, Mingyuan Village.

He saw a tall, slender girl wearing a mask and hat; she was none other than the recently popular up-and-coming singer, Ghost Voice.

For some reason, the ghostly voice looked at him with a cold gaze, as if it were looking at a dead person.

Shi Zheng felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively avoided eye contact, determined to stay away from this strange, eerie voice.

Su Ran watched the figure that was dodging away, then turned her head and asked the Su Ran from the other world, "Are you ready?"

Su Ran from the other world nodded with a smile.

Sure enough, on the very first day, Shi Zheng got into trouble.

Because it's a high-tech live broadcast program, there are no dedicated people following and filming. Shi Zheng only needs to complete the basic tasks as a producer and doesn't need to have direct contact with the artists at all.

But if he doesn't go to find Su Ran from the other world, won't Su Ran from the other world come looking for him?

From the very first day he arrived in this village, Su Ran from the otherworld sensed from the way the villagers looked at them that this village was somewhat unusual.

Whether it's the enthusiastic villagers or the mischievous children, these are all just superficial phenomena.

From the occasional look of fear on the women's faces, and the way the village men bossed their wives around, she knew there must be a secret here.

“Most of the women in the village were trafficked here,” Su Ran said beside her.

"How did you know?" Su Ran from the other world asked in surprise.

"Don't forget what I said, I'm like a cheat code for you. No one else here can see me except you. I just randomly walked into one of the villagers' houses and saw the women who were locked up."

Su Ran from the other world said "Oh" and then frowned and remained silent.

A new idea formed in her mind.

The very next day, Shi Zheng disappeared.

As a producer, he needs to communicate with the audience on set.

The weather was bad on the way there; it was freezing cold and drizzling.

Shi Zheng was holding an umbrella and walking on the snow. The snow that fell yesterday quickly dirtied his new snow boots, which he found extremely disgusting.

On the way, he encountered Guiyin, who was carrying firewood.

He couldn't just ignore her, so he nodded to her in greeting.

The ghostly voice nodded at him, its eyes still chillingly cold.

"Are you going to see the village chief?" she suddenly asked.

Since he had already spoken, Shi Zheng couldn't pretend he hadn't heard him.

"Yes, find the village chief."

He had barely finished speaking when he heard that ghostly voice say in a faint voice, "I just saw him walk that way."

She raised her hand and pointed in the direction behind her.

Shi Zheng had no suspicions, and inwardly complained that it was so cold outside, yet this village chief was still running around everywhere.

He walked in the direction she pointed out.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the women in every household started fires to cook, while the men were still outside chatting and playing cards.

Only the village chief went to the back mountain.

Why would someone go to such a freezing, godforsaken place like the back of the mountain on such a cold day instead of staying home by the warm fireplace? He searched for ages but couldn't find them.

In winter, darkness falls quickly. Shi Zheng glanced into the desolate mountains and forests. If he couldn't find anyone, he wouldn't be able to complete his mission.

"Could it be that the ghostly voice pointed in the wrong direction?" he muttered to himself as he walked.

Just then, he heard a whistling sound coming from not far away.

Is that the sound of the wind?

It's somewhat similar, but also somewhat different.

A short while later, the sound disappeared again.

"Could the village chief be there?"

No one answered, but the idea grew stronger in his mind, and Shi Zheng unconsciously walked towards the direction from which the sound had come.

Upon arriving, the scene that unfolded before his eyes sent chills down Shi Zheng's spine.

It's so cold up in the mountains because of the high altitude.

But that's nothing compared to the coldness in my heart.

Shi Zheng stood in the snow, his feet seemingly numb and unable to move, his upper body trembling, and cold sweat beading on his forehead in the minus eight degree weather.