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Chapter 162 Hearing Wang Xin's words

Upon hearing Wang Xin's words, Lu Renkui gasped: So she had a dream that could be described as an infinite loop, and when she woke up, she couldn't distinguish between the dream and reality.

"Hmm..." Lu Renkui hesitated whether to tell Wang Xin that this world was not actually a fictional world, but a real world.

“I don’t recommend you tell her right now,” said the system WQBYRZM. “She is currently convinced that this world is a fictional world. If you tell her now that what she firmly believes is false, it is very likely to cause a huge upheaval in her mindset and lead to irreversible consequences.”

"Take it step by step. While you're with her, tell her that being reborn is actually a dream that feels incredibly real. Then tell her that the world she lives in is real. This way, she'll be more receptive."

Lu Renkui thought about it and realized it made sense. She wondered how many times Wang Xin had been reborn, how many times she had experienced the same life. It took her so long to convince herself she was just a character in a novel and accept reality.

If Lu Renkui still can't beat a game after playing it five times, he will get bored.

Wang Xin, on the other hand, has experienced the same life countless times. Even if she was happy in that period of her life, she would still get tired of it.

Then he needed to find an opportunity to casually tell her that her previous rebirths were actually just dreams. Then he'd find another chance to tell her that this world was real. And Wang Xin herself was a living, breathing person, not just a mass of air. Lu Renkui thought.

Wang Xin looked at "Sun Xi" without saying anything, and just let the wind blow on her for a while.

Wang Xin wasn't in a hurry and waited for "Sun Xi" to ask questions.

Two girls stood quietly on the snow-covered platform.

Finally, Wang Xin saw "Sun Xi" speak: "How many times have you been reborn?"

"I can't count it, at least 100 times." Wang Xin looked at the dark brown-haired girl opposite him, wondering what questions the visitor from another world would ask next.

"So... out of these at least 100 rebirths, which one left the deepest impression on you?" Lu Renkui asked.

“Yes, the one before this rebirth.” Wang Xin kicked the snow piled up on the platform. “That was when the villain Su Hanshuang was possessed by a visitor from another world. The impact she and An Yingxue caused was greater than any of my previous rebirths.”

After saying this, Wang Xin looked up at "Sun Xi's" face. She wanted to see "Sun Xi's" expression in order to determine whether "Sun Xi" had awakened like her or was a transmigrator.

Although Wang Xin had never studied micro-expressions.

Hearing Wang Xin say this, Lu Renkui's eyes widened: "You mean in your previous life, the villain Su Hanshuang was possessed by a visitor from another world?"

"Hmm, or you could call her a transmigrator or a quick transmigrator." Wang Xin saw the surprised expression on "Sun Xi's" face and began to wonder if Sun Xi had awakened.

Lu Renkui lowered his head in thought: Wang Xin said that the villain Su Hanshuang in the previous life had a different person inside her. I wonder if she was a quick transmigrator like me or not.

If you're a transmigrator like me, then you've run into System 1143 and its host who transmigrated into Su Hanshuang's body.

So, could it be that in Wang Xin's previous life, she dreamt that Su Hanshuang was transported into the world by System 1143 and the host she brought with her?

If I really did dream about what happened after 1143 and her host entered Su Hanshuang's body, perhaps I could use Wang Xin's partial God's-eye view to avoid their conflict with An Yingxue.

"Okay, fine. I'll ask one last question." Lu Renkui looked up at Wang Xin, "You brought me up here because you noticed I'm different, right? What do you think I am?"

Seeing "Sun Xi" ask her so directly, Wang Xin smiled: Okay, this must be a transmigrator. If Sun Xi were an awakened being like her, she would have admitted it long ago after hearing what she said, instead of having to ask her.

"Ah, I suppose you're also a visitor from another world." Wang Xin turned and walked to the railing on the rooftop, leaning on it to look down at the girls in formal dresses and the boys in school uniforms.

Wang Xin herself was also wearing a dress today, which she bought with a little money she earned through her multiple rebirths and a small opportunity.

Lu Renkui walked over to Wang Xin and leaned on the railing to watch the men and women walking downstairs with her.

"So you're a visitor from another world?" Wang Xin asked.

"Yes, that's me." Lu Renkui didn't bother to hide it anymore and said it directly and frankly—the system said that Wang Xin was not familiar with the original owner and was not considered a relative or friend of the original owner, so it did not violate that rule.

That's considered taking advantage of a loophole.

Remembering the rule that no one close to the original owner could discover that she wasn't the original owner, Lu Renkui said to Wang Xin, "Don't say that in front of the original owner's friends and family. Otherwise, I'll be kicked out."

"What are you here to do in this world? Are you worried about being kicked out?" Wang Xin asked.

“We’re here to do a mission in this world,” Lu Renkui said. “Then we start trying to figure out whether the head of the person downstairs is blue or green.”

"What kind of mission is it?" Wang Xin asked.

"Well, it can be simply summarized as saving lives," Lu Renkui said. "So don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble. Really."

"Whether you came here to cause trouble or not is no longer important to me," Wang Xin said, as she contemplated whether jumping off the rooftop now would end her rebirth.

"But... save people? Are you planning to save the original soul of this body?" Wang Xin asked.

"Ah, you could say that," Lu Renkui replied, then added after a moment's thought, "Besides saving the original owner, we also need to save as many people as possible who are similar to the original owner within our capabilities. The more people we save, the more points we can get."

"Wow, really? That sounds pretty good," Wang Xin said. "Much better than the one who caused even bigger trouble."

"Ah, is she the person inside Su Hanshuang's body? So what did she do last time?" Lu Renkui asked. "I feel like you don't really like her."

“Ah, yes.” Wang Xin said readily, “Because of her conflict with An Yingxue, I died when I was 18 years old.”

“Normally, this wouldn’t have mattered. After all, I died at the age of 18 several times during my previous rebirths, and several times I died because I was caught up in conflicts between Su Hanshuang and An Yingxue.”

"But the problem is! After she awakened her past life memories, she... proceeded to desecrate my corpse!"

"This is something I didn't expect." A chilling smile appeared on Wang Xin's face.

"Whip, whip the corpse?" Lu Renkui was stunned.

"About 50 years after I died last time, the otherworldly visitor in Su Hanshuang's body fought with An Yingxue." Wang Xin calmly recounted her experience from her previous life, but her words made it seem as if she was angry.

"The otherworldly visitor inside Su Hanshuang's body somehow found a necromancy summoning technique. My soul was still wandering in the world at that time. Then I saw my body being summoned by that otherworldly visitor, and when I fought with An Yingxue, I was blasted to pieces by An Yingxue's flower bud."

"I just watched as my body turned into powder."

After hearing Wang Xin finish speaking, Lu Renkui vaguely heard Wang Xin grinding his teeth.

That's pretty tragic. Having a dream that's like a Russian nesting doll is bad enough, but dying so miserably in the dream is even worse. Lu Renkui thought to herself, then asked, "So you started this life's rebirth as soon as your body was gone?"

"Indeed, I was filled with anger." Wang Xin kneaded a snowball and tried to throw it off the building.

However, since no open space could be found, Wang Xin gave up the idea of ​​throwing the snowball downstairs and instead tossed it onto the ground, letting the snowball return to the snowdrift on the platform.

"Ah... okay, so what are you planning to do in this life?" Lu Renkui asked.

"Can you kill me?" Wang Xin said.

"Huh?" Lu Renkui thought he had misheard.

"I said, can you just kill me?" Wang Xin repeated what she had just said, "I don't want to be reborn again, it's too much trouble."

"Okay, may I ask why?" Lu Renkui asked. After all, Wang Xin was truly awake this time, not in a dream, but in reality; if he was dead, he was truly dead.

“Ah, I don’t want to be reborn again, really. That’s the reason,” Wang Xin said. Lu Renkui sensed a hint of weariness in her voice. “I feel so tired. God is killing me in all sorts of ways. And then, like a joke, he throws me back to 8 a.m. on my 16th birthday after each death.”

"I thought that since I was reborn, I could make some changes to change my life, such as making a lot of money based on the trends I remembered in my previous life and becoming a rich person."

“I want to be famous, I try to make everyone remember me. Even if it’s by stealing other people’s work.”

"I sound pretty awful, but I learned my lesson from it."

"I found that I couldn't succeed, even if I replicated the experiences of successful people from memory. I still couldn't succeed."

"I started a company and chose a direction with great potential."

"But I didn't have the ability to manage the company, so the company dissolved."

"I remember the work of talented people and participate in the competitions that made them famous."

"But what you steal is never truly yours. I was soon labeled as having lost my talent, lost their attention, and became mediocre once again."

“I even tried to pretend to be the kind of person that rich kids like.”

"But the rich second-generation quickly lost interest in me and chose the wife he would choose in every lifetime."

"Then I discovered it was a novel, and suddenly I understood. Why is it that nothing I do ever succeed?"

"Our fate is written in advance, and we can only follow it. Even if something goes wrong along the way, the big hand of fate will still forcefully pull us back to the starting point."

"The one who created this world—that is, the true god of this world."

"God has a beloved daughter—An Yingxue!"

"Those ridiculous competitions in this world, those terrifying monsters in this world, may all have been created by the true creator god for his beloved daughter."

“Every powerful person appears to protect An Yingxue.”

“Every ordinary person exists to admire An Yingxue.”

"Everyone in this world! The rich! The powerful! The influential! The good-looking! No matter what, they all exist around An Yingxue! They are all there to promote An Yingxue!"

"We cannon fodder are just props used by the true creator god to make his beloved daughter embody truth, goodness and beauty."

"If we, the props, try to steal anything from the most favored An Yingxue, then we will be played like mice by fate without hesitation!"