Chapter 122: Ming Tan Goes Offline

【The Transmigrator is suspected to be a fake person, huh? Your selfies are just family portraits. You, this kind of orphan contestant, must have grown up in a toilet, right? No wonder you're so disgusting the moment you come out!】

【Where are Ming Tan's fans! Get out here and speak! You are all blind; just because he is the protagonist, you tolerate the mistakes he makes. If the things he's done were done by a supporting character, they would have been cursed to death long ago!】

【I've recycled you on a second-hand marketplace!】

【Go home, Transmigrator, go home!】

【Human trafficker! Give me back the real Ming Tan!】

【Give me back Ming Tan!】

【Give me back Ming Tan! +1】

Ming Tan gathered his courage, as if having prepared some psychological comfort, and then revealed a look of disdain: "Do you know who I am? I am a Transmigrator. We Transmigrators are born to be protagonists! Even if you can kill me, so what?"

"As long as I have Protagonist Luck, I will be resurrected!"

He roared, his sharp voice almost cracking.

Ling Wu casually pulled the soft blade from his calf. At this moment, a beam of light broke through the thick clouds, shining into the Abandoned Factory and onto the youth's feet. He looked up and closed his eyes, basking in the warm sunlight, feeling somewhat unreal. When he opened his eyes again, his expression was cold: "Regardless of who you are, you are a piece of trash!"

His blade pressed against Ming Tan's neck.

"You say you won't die, I don't believe it... I just have to try."

Ling Wu's hand applied force, drawing blood.

Ming Tan was awakened by the stinging pain, facing the fear of death directly. He was terrified to the core, his feet kicking the ground incessantly, scraping out a brand-new mark: "No!"

"You can't kill me!"

"You can't kill me..."

Ling Wu's brows relaxed, the gloom that had shrouded his face for so long vanished without a trace, and his expression suddenly became bright, his whole person looking radiant: "Don't worry, my blade is very fast."

He applied force to his wrist, and warm, fresh blood splattered, soaking Ling Wu's entire face.

Ming Tan's eyes, bulging with extreme fear, were also reflected in Ling Wu's mind. He held the blade, watching with indifference as Ming Tan's corpse fell to the ground with full of unwillingness, making a dull thud...

Dead.

【Dead?! The Transmigrator is finally dead! Throwing flowers, family members, take advantage of the fact that there are few people, come and check in and take photos quickly!】

【Throwing flowers!】

【My mammary glands are unblocked!】

【The male supporting character has eliminated a scourge for the people! From today on, I will support you as the new emperor! I will not allow anyone to defy your decisions!】

【I've been won over by the male supporting character!】

【Yes, how did you know I've liked Baby Ling Wu since the first chapter... and I even drew fan art of him. If you knew, you'd also think I'm lucky!】

Ling Wu put the two soft blades back into their sheaths and poured Corpse Dissolving Water onto Ming Tan and the corpses scattered across the floor respectively. He took out a lighter and ignited them. His back was swallowed by the darkness, leaving only the raging fire in front of him. His expression was unmoved, possessing a kind of unshakable, stern righteousness, but deep within his pupils hid exhaustion and bewilderment.

【Ding! Congratulations to the Host for completing the hidden task!】

【You have successfully killed Ming Tan and obtained the world's Protagonist Luck (1/6), while also escaping the original comic's mandatory death ending. The system will escort you!】

In the depths of Ling Wu's eyes were the dancing shadows of fire, and in his ears was the cold electronic prompt of the system. There was an extreme sense of fragmentation, as if the scene before him had become an illusory bubble.

He had difficulty breathing, and with his back against the wall, he slowly sat on the ground.

Ling Wu pressed his spine and head against the wall. His figure appeared so thin compared to the entire Abandoned Factory... so small, as if standing at the world's wind gap, fragile and helpless as if he would scatter with a gust of wind.

The cold system prompt continued to sound.

【Now issuing a new task for you:】

【Task 1: Kill the target Qi Yu (Chu Yi) or make his favorability toward you reach 100 (0/1)】

【Task 2: Kill the target Jing Du or make his favorability toward you reach 100 (0/1)】

【Task 3: Kill the target Yin Huaiyu or make his favorability toward you reach 100 (0/1)】

【Task 4: Kill the target Yu Shixue or make his favorability toward you reach 100 (0/1)】

【Task 5: Kill the target Jin Shaoyu or make his favorability toward you reach 100 (0/1)】

【Respected Child of Luck: A friendly reminder, this task has no time limit, and there is no punishment mechanism. If you complete the above five tasks, the system promises to fulfill any of your wishes, and it is valid for life!】

Ling Wu communicated with the system using his consciousness: 【System, what if you can't fulfill my wish?】

Unlike in the past, this time the Barrage System answered very quickly: 【I am omnipotent.】

【Ling Wu, I'm very sorry, I forgot to give you a detailed self-introduction. My name is 001, also known as the Main System of the System Administration Bureau. The Barrage System is just one of my functions. I am honored that you were able to enter the finals with another Host, and at the same time satisfy my dark sense of humor. I am very much looking forward to the performance of you two later.】

Ling Wu's expression gradually became calm: 【001, I hope you can keep your promise.】

The cold voice of the 001 system seemed to have temperature at this moment, and it replied: 【Compared to the other Host, Ling Wu, I favor you more. After all, I only let you do some nonsensical tasks, but everything I promised you has come true, and I even gave you extra privileges.】

Privileges?

Ling Wu guessed it should be the so-called barrage.

He did not deny the benefits of the barrage, so he accepted it by default.

The 001 system looked at the mess inside the factory: 【What a pitiful Ling Wu. As the price for my heartache, before leaving, I will help you clean up these traces.】

【If you have anything, please call me. If not... you are also welcome to disturb me~】

Afterwards, Ling Wu's mind became completely silent.

The burning fire and the smell of blood inside the Abandoned Factory vanished without a trace, as if nothing had ever happened.

The 001 system said again: 【By the way, that Host who entered the finals with you is very interested in you. I believe you will meet soon.】