Yuanchun impatiently swatted 007 into a corner.
007: "..." It was somewhat dumbfounded.
"Host, what was that energy you used to hit me just now?" 007 asked with a curious expression. "Don't you only have the Lightning Ability?"
"Who told you I only have the Lightning Ability?" Yuanchun let out a smug hum. "This lady's tricks are far more numerous than that."
Especially the kind that quietly and invisibly killed people—she was most skilled at those.
"Chen Shengjun." In a flash, Yuanchun put on an angry expression, acting the part of a pitiful woman just abandoned by a scumbag. "In this lifetime, you won't even be able to marry me, so what are you even talking about the next life for? You scumbag, slap, slap, slap, slap..."
Several fierce slaps landed hard on the scumbag's face.
"If we're breaking up, we're breaking up. Do you think I'm afraid of you? But let me tell you, Chen Shengjun, you are the one who failed me, and I will never forgive you. From now on, you'd better not come looking for me, or every time I see you, I'll beat you up."
Feeling it was unfair for the miserably dead original owner, Yuanchun couldn't suppress her anger and gave him another round of kicks and punches, not stopping until she had beaten the scumbag to the ground where he wailed and couldn't even stand up.
If she hadn't wanted to avoid letting the scumbag die too easily, she would have just beaten him to death right then and there.
"Bah! You failed me and still wanted to marry me? You deserved to get beaten." Spitting on him, Yuanchun tossed her two large braids over her shoulders and walked away with a carefree swagger.
Enduring the pain, Chen Shengjun glared at the retreating slender figure, his expression terrifyingly dark.
Dammit.
Why didn't things go the way he had expected? Wasn't Feng Yuanchun head over heels in love with him, determined to marry no one else? Why had she agreed to break up?
How dare she actually hit him?
Damned bitch! Had he been giving her too much face, making her bold enough to hit him?
Chen Shengjun was furious to the core, his gaze growing increasingly gloomy.
...
"Host, you're smiling so sinisterly. Did you do something?" 007 asked with a trembling heart.
Yuanchun gave a mysterious smile. "I just collected a bit of interest in advance on behalf of the original owner."
007 was puzzled. "Host, when did you make your move? How come I didn't notice?"
"Oh, I'm not telling you."
Yuanchun walked to the foot of the mountain, found an empty spot beneath a tree, sat down, closed her eyes, and carefully sorted through the extra memories flooding her brain.
Yuanchun had been a dual-attribute user of the Lightning Ability and Mental Ability in the apocalypse, the top-ranking powerhouse in her base. Yet just as the apocalypse was ending and a new era was about to dawn, she had been dragged down to perish together with the Zombie King.
Her death had been utterly tragic.
She had thought that after dying, she would report to the underworld.
Instead, the moment her soul drifted away from her corpse, she was bound by System 007 and instructed to enter thousands of small worlds to fulfill the vows of various unvanquished grievances.
This small world was her very first mission.
It was a fictionalized version of the 1970s. The original owner was also named Yuanchun, with the surname Feng, from Fengjia Village under the Red Flag Brigade of Bailan Commune, and she was only seventeen years old this year.
The scumbag from just now was named Chen Shengjun. He was from the same village as her and was twenty years old this year.
Because the Chen family was too poor, the original owner, fearing her family would object, had kept it a secret and carried on a covert relationship with Chen Shengjun for half a year.
A few days ago, Grandma Feng had let it slip that after the autumn harvest, she wanted to find a suitable match for Yuanchun to marry, and her betrothal gift had to be at least one hundred yuan.
Hearing this, Chen Shengjun grew somewhat anxious. He had arranged to meet the original owner at their usual spot, putting on a heartbreaking act as if he were in excruciating pain and forced to break up with her.
Unable to bear her beloved's pain, the original owner had acted on impulse and given herself to him, completely flipping her and the scumbag's positions.