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

What's even stranger is that no one at the scene seemed surprised, as if this young master Shang had always looked like this.

Su Ran seemed to see countless data flowing through everyone, forming countless dazzling lights, and finally turning into ashes.

Those who were laughing and joking changed their expressions.

"So this is the young master of the Shang family? He's not as good-looking as the eldest young master, nor as intelligent as the second young master, and his emotional intelligence isn't even as high as the youngest daughter of the Shang family." One of the men who had originally been on the side of the young master of the Shang family and mocking the girl spoke up. "He actually thinks that if he wins the bet, he will win Sister Wenwen's heart. He's simply overestimating himself."

Su Ran can now check everyone's identity without using the system.

With just one glance, she could tell that Shang Shao's fate had undergone a dramatic change.

Because of his ordinary appearance and average intelligence, he appeared even more ordinary compared to his two older brothers and sister. Even though he initially had good resources, he became self-destructive due to his family's neglect.

He became a laughingstock among the wealthy elite.

The little butterfly wasn't there at the moment. After she gained divinity, it automatically detached itself, stayed with her for a while, and then went to the main god to cancel the mission.

Otherwise, she would have to ask Little Butterfly for help with many questions by posting them on its system forum.

at this time.

[1687, a ninth-tier dark beauty-type main god, has absorbed 0.1 beauty points. Would you like to convert this into divine power?]

Without the cold, mechanical voice of the system, the sentence seemed to suddenly imprint itself in her mind, as if it were generated by her own thoughts.

No wonder she's a dark type.

She gains power by destroying the beauty of others.

Could it be that she committed murder and arson while possessing the system, which is why she was defined as a dark type?

That's too abstract.

Su Ran felt a little guilty.

Although this young master Shang is despicable, he doesn't deserve to end up like this.

Su Ran flicked her fingertip slightly.

The light that originally belonged to Shang Shao returned to him.

Everything around us began to change rapidly again.

They continued to ridicule and insult the lonely girl.

Surrounded by stares from everyone who dared not intervene but only watched the spectacle, Su Ran walked over, grabbed Sister Wenwen's hand as she was about to assault her again, and shoved her violently to the ground.

She peeked out from behind her sunglasses, revealing one beautiful eye.

"You're all adults now, can you please stop doing such childish things? Even elementary school students these days are more sensible than you and know what morality is."

Someone shouted from over there, "Who are you? Don't you know who's in front of you?"

Humph.

Su Ran sneered, "I don't care who he is. I'm just a passerby who couldn't stand by and watch you bully the weak." As she spoke, she patted the shoulder of the girl who had been bullied, "Let's go. It's not you who's making a fool of yourself now, it's them."

The girl seemed quite principled; she didn't cry or show any weakness. She respectfully thanked Su Ran and then left.

Those people tried to stop them, but Su Ran threw them to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw and left a message.

"With your mediocre, third-rate physiques, facing me would be tantamount to courting death."

After taking the girl to a safe location, Su Ran said goodbye.

Throughout the journey, she tested her abilities.

Her divine position is not that of a deity in traditional mythology, but rather a main god created using advanced technology.

If it is said that celestial beings need incense offerings from mortals to maintain their boundless magical power for eternity.

What she needs is to strip everything of its "beauty," which refers not only to physical beauty but also, more broadly, to the good qualities in people and things.

Good things aren't just about appearance; they also include good luck, wealth, intelligence, family background...

She just unintentionally stripped that young master of his appearance, and this change in appearance has affected his fortune, wealth, and status.

"What if I don't use this ability?" Su Ran muttered to herself.

The answer suddenly popped into my mind.

If divine power is not used within one hundred years, the divine status will automatically detach, and the person will revert to an ordinary human.

“One hundred years…” Su Ran’s lips twitched. “That’s too much freedom in terms of time limit.”

A person's life is only a short hundred years, so this threat is practically nonexistent.

If she were told that her divine power would automatically detach if she didn't use it for a week, she might even feel regretful about losing such a precious power.

Good times always pass quickly. The six-month vacation was over in no time. Zhong Jue made countless frantic phone calls, and Su Ran finally started working.

During this time, Little Butterfly also returned.

It was clearly very excited.

"Host, from now on I'm under your control." It looked at her with its big, blinking eyes. "We are naturally born systems, usually managed by the main god. When the bound host becomes the main god, the system will become a subordinate of the official host."

"You mean, the subordinates of the Supreme God are all systems?"

"Yes."

"How many systems does the god who's in charge of you have?"

"Um... I don't know either, maybe two or three thousand."

Su Ran remained silent.

She thought she was some kind of high-ranking official. Compared to the leader Little Butterfly used to follow, she was just a lowly stable boy.

"It's understandable that you're so happy."

"How could I not be happy? I'm your first subordinate, your first administrator. Do you have any other administrators besides me?" He looked at her with suspicion.

"Ahem, that one isn't available."

"That's good." The little butterfly smiled and her eyes crinkled. "To celebrate, let's go out for a big meal tonight. It's on me, but you, host, or rather, God, will have to pay."

We had booked a restaurant for dinner, but before the food was served, an uninvited guest arrived.

Gu Cai stood there looking weary, with a guitar slung over his back. When he saw Su Ran, his bloodshot eyes lit up, and he seemed much more energetic.

"Su Ran!" he greeted first.

He had already walked over, so Su Ran couldn't pretend she hadn't seen him. She waved to him and smiled, "You're here too."

"Yeah, I just finished work. This restaurant offers a lot of privacy, so I came here." He looked at Su Ran with sparkling eyes at the end, "Are you and Little Butterfly eating here alone?"

He was practically ready to print out the phrase "Can I sit with you?" and wear it on his person.

“Yes,” she emphasized, “a family dinner.”

It's quite obvious that they don't want anyone else involved.

A flicker of gloom crossed Gu Cai's eyes as he tried to save face, saying, "I happen to have some urgent business to attend to, so I won't disturb your meal any longer."

After saying goodbye to Su, Gu returned home alone.

He closed the door and slumped onto the sofa.

He had exhausted too much energy recently, which affected his health. The doctor strongly advised him to rest, but he didn't want to.

Once he rests, all he can think about is Su Ran.