Welcome to the Misogyny Game

The next day, the maintenance workers stared at the streetlight wreckage, twisted into a triangle, their foreheads full of question marks. What kind of monster was this? How could it be so powerful? When they checked the surveillance footage, perhaps due to the female protagonist's innate good fortune, or perhaps because the cameras always seemed to break down at crucial moments, they couldn't find the person who destroyed the streetlight.

However, Liu Chaoque took the several hundred yuan he had earned from repairing the lamp and donated some of it to the school's donation channel. He knew that acting impulsively still had consequences.

Seeing that she had lost about seven or eight hundred yuan, she still felt a little heartache even though she earned 100,000 yuan a month.

So she started paying attention to Nan Chu's life again. Even if she didn't admit it, she still had a strong possessive streak. Whether you call her selfish or a scumbag, she didn't like being tied to a title, but she also didn't want to see someone she used to have an ambiguous relationship with find someone new.

Of course, this only applies to Xu Wangchuan.

Along the roadside was a dense thicket of reeds. After walking a little further, she saw a field of daisies stretching for hundreds of miles. The white flowers and green leaves, the land with a slight slope, the winding path, watching the afterglow of the setting sun, feeling the gentle breeze on her cheeks, and the flower branches swaying slightly in the wind, all created a serene and beautiful scene.

This is also a favorite spot for couples. University is free from the constraints of high school, so there's nothing wrong with dating. The school won't arrest them for early romance, so they don't need to hide in the woods to openly hold hands and kiss.

Although there were always two arrogant couples in their high school classrooms, one of them always liked to make out in their seats, while the other couple was not so bold, but would hold hands from time to time to assert their dominance.

Liu Chaoque came here not primarily to relax and clear his head, but mainly to catch Nan Chu. This girl had been avoiding him all along, and he rarely saw her unless it was for a major lecture he absolutely had to attend.

Last night, after her outburst, she couldn't find her anymore. It was only after someone tipped off Liu Chaoque that she was able to find her. However, she always hides from her like a rabbit whenever she sees her.

She too had to act like a hunter, waiting for the right moment to strike, lest she startle her prey.

She looked towards the field of white daisies and saw two figures walking towards her in the distance. She waited patiently. Before knowing the person's background, Liu Chaoque did not want to reveal her Food Spirit. Otherwise, she could have easily teleported away with a red wine.

The wait was long, and gradually she could hear sounds other than the wind.

"Today's game was so exciting! Zhaoming, your three-pointer was so cool! I saw you standing so far away and whoosh, you scored!" The girl's admiration was the best stimulant for the boy. The boy called Zhaoming looked at Nan Chu with focused eyes, an expression of admiration, and eyes full of his reflection. Coupled with her already beautiful appearance, which was like the white moonlight of the campus, this admiration seemed even more dazzling.

The boy blushed involuntarily and said with a smile, "No, no."

"I cheered for you too, but everyone was too excited, so you probably didn't hear me."

Speaking of this, she couldn't hide her disappointment.

The boy immediately said, "I heard it. Even though the whole audience was cheering for me, your voice made me filter out all other sounds. The whole world went silent, and all that was left was your exclamation: 'Wow!'"

Pfft, Liu Chaoque covered his mouth, unable to hold back his laughter. No, why is such an ambiguous and beautiful scene so funny?

"Who?" Nan Chu recognized Si Man's voice. Her voice was like a spell, lingering in her ears. As soon as she heard her laughter, she knew she had to run away. She subconsciously lifted her foot.

Yang Zhaoming, who was speaking affectionately beside her, saw her actions and his clear eyes were filled with confusion.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing the progress bar reach 80%, and noticing the slight fluctuations in her movements, she didn't hesitate to run back the way she came, torn between continuing to pursue the man and quickly hiding from the female lead.

The man instinctively tried to grab the girl's arm, thinking he had said something wrong and angered her.

It hasn't been exported yet.

"Nan Chu, why are you hiding?" a questioning voice spoke before he could.

The man turned around and saw it was Siman!

Liu Chaoque gripped her other hand tightly, looking at the boy with a smile in his eyes: "This is none of your business, you can go."

Yang Zhaoming stood in front of Nan Chu, adopting a defensive posture, even though he was facing Si Man, whose martial prowess was unknown.

He was also willing to buy time for Nan Chu to escape.

With his other hand, he tried to pull away the hand that was holding Nan Chu, and said, "Let go."

But to his surprise, that hand was like an iron nail embedded in wood, impossible to pry open even an inch.

Despite his attempts to stop him, Liu Chaoque gripped even tighter, and Nan Chu felt a sense of despair, as if his own hand bones were about to shatter.

"Ah, Siman, be gentle, waah, it hurts." Nan Chu actually started to whine to Liu Chaoque, while her other free hand pounded on Liu Chaoque's chest.

She felt no sensation from the force, only lowered her head and threatened in a low voice, "Are you coming with me or not?"

Nan Chu, exhausted from crying, nodded in resignation.

Liu Chaoque looked up, raised an eyebrow at the boy, and gestured with her free hand as if to let him go.

Boy: It wasn't you, it wasn't me?

"Ah Chu, are you really going to go with her? Aren't you being threatened?"

Liu Chaoque lowered his head and remained silent, but his entire body exuded a dangerous aura.

Nan Chu sighed and gave in.

"Brother Zhaoming, you go first, I'm fine." Her voice was a little aggrieved, and she looked very pitiful. But the only one who could see this was probably the uniquely shaped lotus jade pendant on Liu Chaoque's chest.

"Speak properly," Liu Chaoque said through gritted teeth.

"Hehe." Nan Chu chuckled awkwardly.

Zhaoming wanted to say something more.

"Or do you want to fight me? If you lose, you'll call me Mom?" Liu Chaoque rubbed his hands together, eager to get started.

"And what if you win?"

“I call you Mom,” Liu Chaoque replied.

"I'm a man."

“Male mother.” Liu Chaoque glanced at his chest and casually whistled a lewd whistle.

Zhaoming: Oh no, this is the first time in my life I've been teased by a girl with her eyes and actions. He clutched his chest, feeling both reluctant and shy, awkward and embarrassed.

"It's boring."

Liu Chaoque grabbed Nan Chu and dragged him out of the flower garden.

After the two left, Yang Zhaoming, who had been acting coy, changed to a blank expression. He looked at their backs and muttered to himself, "The Southern Chu has really changed its personality."

A snake, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, crawled up his shoulder along the flowerbed, lazily flicking its tongue.

In the minute that Nan Chu was being dragged away by Si Man, her progress on the system panel flashed and eventually stopped at 80%.

The two walked to a lakeside, where willows drooped, a path strewn with fallen leaves, and the occasional rustling of leaves. Two pedestrians were there.

"Why did you call me here?" With no one else around, Nan Chu didn't mince words. She crossed her arms and looked at Liu Chaoque casually: "You can't possibly have come here for a walk with me, can you?"

As she tossed her hair, Liu Chaoque suddenly realized that Nan Chu's face had gained a touch of charm.

"I don't know where you come from, nor do I want to know your purpose in doing these things. I only ask that you come with a clear conscience and leave with a clear conscience, and do not tarnish her reputation."

"What do you mean by tarnishing her reputation? I'm just dating normally. You can't expect your friends to stay single just because you're a widow," she said, puzzled.

"No." Liu Chaoque answered without hesitation: "But I understand you, but I can't understand why you flirt with one person and then another, and each one seems extremely affectionate. Is your mission to be a playboy?"

She scoffed, looked up at the sky, then looked at her again: "So what? Even if I want to be a player and date hundreds or thousands of boyfriends, what's it to you?"

"But this is the body of Nan Chu."

"I am now the Southern Chu, this is my body."

"But this isn't your body; you're just an outsider."

"And what about you? Aren't you an outsider too?"

Nan Chu's question made Liu Chaoque fall silent for a moment. She smiled and said, "So I won't pursue someone just because I like them. Even if they like me too, I know that their liking is my personality and my attitude. But if my appearance isn't me, then it's not me."

"Yes, I don't belong here, so I won't let the people here be too sad because of my departure. I won't carry emotional debts, nor will I play with other people's feelings for some bullshit mission. So, we are not the same," Liu Chaoque answered frankly.

Nan Chu was stunned. She laughed and said, "But I'm not you. I won't be bound by these rules and regulations. This body is mine now, it's mine. Do you expect me to leave it for the rest of my life and just wait for its original owner to kick me out?"

She patted Liu Chaoque's face and smiled charmingly: "Why not enjoy life while you can? It's worth the journey through this world."

"Who knows when we might both be dead?"

"Think it over carefully. Do you want to live as you please, or die with dignity? Do you really think you can go back?"

Do you really think you can go back?

She walked away, but Liu Chaoque was unable to grab her hand back.

She wanted to stop her from desecrating this body, but two sentences lingered in her mind like a curse.

Do you really think you can go back?

Do you really think your persistence is meaningful?

She inexplicably turned on her phone and stared at the string of gibberish on the screen.

“XXXX.........X (Siman said she's having hot pot today, your favorite tomato hot pot, and she also cooked your favorite crispy bean curd rolls and sausages. You two really look alike. Sometimes I even think you've come back, but I know she's not you.)

Sigh, I wonder how you're doing over there. It's a pity I can't have hot pot then.

This long string of gibberish was a headache to read, but Liu Chaoque laughed.

No, she will go back.