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

At this moment, Su Ran possessed a unique aura.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

In short, every word she said was irresistible.

Even though her tone was casual and light, it inexplicably made people feel pressured and unconsciously wanted to submit to her.

After leaving the hospital, Su Ran kept processing what was going on in her mind.

She became a god.

It is not a god who has cultivated to become a god in the traditional sense, but more like a computer with advanced black technology chips. Every bit of divine power in its body is like data that is constantly being output and transferred, and it has its own logic.

No. 1687, a ninth-tier dark American-style main god.

This is the name given by that divine essence.

Su Ran's temple veins throbbed.

Dark? Beautiful? And semicolons and social classes?

Are there 1686 other dark, American-style main gods ahead of her?

Why can't she understand these words when they're put together?

She roughly outlined her core strengths.

She can imbue anything with the meaning of beauty, and she can also strip anything of its beauty.

However, she hasn't figured out exactly how to implement it.

But soon, she found out what was going on.

For an artist who has only been in the industry for two years, canceling the schedule for the second half of the year would be a devastating blow, but it had no effect on Su Ran.

Since her identity was revealed last time, she has been trending on social media every few days, even when she doesn't show her face. Her popularity is ridiculously high, and she has even made the news in various countries. The whole world knows that she is the head of SR Group.

In the past six months, besides being busy with her studies and career, she also took Xiao Hudie to visit her grandmother in Xiaojiang Village. Then, she found a place to bury the urn in the yard and planted a peach sapling on top of it, which can be called a tree burial.

Logically speaking, burying ashes without authorization according to funeral management regulations is illegal. However, Su Ran and Granny Su from another world are not from this world, so there is no accurate explanation, and it is difficult to investigate.

Su Ran tamped the ground down, scooped up a ladle of water to water the saplings, and Grandma Su walked towards her, carrying some melons and fruits in two round plates.

A flicker of surprise crossed Su Ran's eyes.

In their home, these plates are used to hold offerings of fruit.

Grandma usually only makes offerings to deceased relatives at home, and to the Guanyin statue in the main room. There's no one in this courtyard who needs her offerings, so why would she bring it over?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the porcelain plate being placed on the ground.

Su Ran looked down and saw her grandmother place two plates of offerings in front of the sapling, then light candles, burn three incense sticks, and place them between the two plates of offerings.

"Grandma? What are you doing? I planted a fruit tree, why are you setting up offerings?" Su Ran frowned, her eyes filled with deep confusion. Had Grandma discovered something? She had clearly hidden the urn very well, and she was planning to come and pay her respects herself tonight while Grandma was asleep.

"Can't I say goodbye?" Grandma Su rolled her eyes at her granddaughter, then stood up, put her hands together, and bowed three times.

"Of course you can, so what is the purpose of your prayer..."

“You’re just a kid, you don’t understand,” Grandma Su said, pointing to the surrounding trees. “Our house is newly built, and the plants in the yard were all airlifted from other places. They were ready as soon as they landed. Unlike this little peach sapling, which you planted here as soon as it sprouted. Of all the green plants in the yard, only this little sapling is destined to grow up here. Of course, I have to pray to the Peach Blossom Goddess to bring you good luck.”

"So, does that mean we have to offer a prayer for every seedling we plant? I don't remember that being from China has this custom..."

The little butterfly appeared out of nowhere, scratching its head, looking puzzled.

Su Ran watched her grandmother's departing figure, lost in thought.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't need to think about everything so carefully. As long as she is still my grandmother, that's enough.

Sometimes, being a little oblivious can make life better.

She has nothing to do now and is extremely idle. Zhu Hong handles her work, and she spends her days watching TV series and reading novels, acting as a hands-off manager.

As for the car accident, without Su Ran lifting a finger, An Yecheng discovered that it was orchestrated by Shi An and Shi Youyou. He sent them both to prison, and through some underhanded means, they were sentenced to life imprisonment, where they were bullied and harassed daily.

Not wanting to live too comfortably, Su Ran decided to wander around.

It has to be said that becoming a god has been very convenient. She didn't need to use anything to cover up her dazzling face. With just a thought, she could make others ignore her beauty and think that she was just an ordinary girl.

As soon as she says her name, no one recognizes her as Su Ran from the entertainment industry.

Su Ran found a window seat in the Western restaurant. As soon as she sat down, she heard a burst of annoying laughter from the crowd.

"Hahaha, she fell for it."

"Exactly. With Shang Shao's qualifications, how could he possibly like her? Someone like her wouldn't even be qualified to be my nanny."

"Sister Wenwen said that as long as Young Master Shang wins over this girl, she will be his girlfriend."

"She doesn't even realize how big the gap is between her and Young Master Shang. He pursued her for two years with great effort, and she actually agreed to be with him."

Perhaps it was their laughter that was too noisy, because Su Ran's head was buzzing.

Turning my head, I saw a slender, pretty girl standing awkwardly in the middle.

It wasn't as ugly as they described.

She's just not as pretty as the girl sitting across from her.

Besides, with her SM beauty products around, any girl on the streets of Huaxia would be considered a delicate and pretty young lady.

The girl seemed to be furious; her fists clenched, and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

Immediately afterwards, she slapped a handsome guy twice across the face.

That handsome guy seems to be the young master Shang they were talking about.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the group of people rushed to support Young Master Shang and grabbed the girl, ready to hit her.

The other one, who was quite pretty, I think they called her Sister Wenwen, saw that Young Master Shang had been beaten, then smashed a glass, picked up a shard of glass and was about to stab the girl in the face.

Just then, a fork knocked the shards out of Wenwen's hand with a 'bang'.

Sister Wenwen roared, "Who?! Come out!!"

"In a society governed by the rule of law, this is unacceptable." Su Ran secretly rejoiced at her precise actions.

A waiter standing nearby quickly said, "You dare to interfere in Young Master Shang's affairs? Don't you have a death wish?"

"Young Master Shang? Is he that remarkable?"

"Everyone in Yuncheng knows Shang Jia. Even if they kill that girl, no one will dare to do anything to them." The waiter was kind enough to pull Su Ran up and say, "You should run."

Su Ran had no intention of running away.

She glanced at the man named Shang Shao several times.

I thought to myself, he is quite handsome. It's a pity that such a handsome face is wasted on such a scumbag.

It seemed to be to comply with her wishes.

An invisible energy beam instantly appeared from Shang Shao's body and then flew to Su Ran's fingertip.

Su Ran felt nothing.

But from her perspective, how come this young master Shang seems to have gone from a handsome man to an ugly man?