My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

Throughout his life, Zhang Ying has always believed in two philosophies of life.

First, listen to advice; second, run if necessary.

He didn't care at all about checking what was in the restroom, and dashed out of the toilet as if he were flying. His stomach pain was gone, and his buttocks could hold up. He passed by the students still coming downstairs in one breath, and only dared to stop and catch his breath when he reached the first floor.

Then, before the fear subsided, came the rumbling in his stomach. He squeezed his legs together and rushed into the toilet. Fortunately, there was still a spare toilet on the first floor, which prevented him from defecating.

"Have these weird things gained intelligence? They know that people who are in the toilet are the most vulnerable, and they specifically target those who can't hold it in! One day I'll definitely teach these ghosts in the toilet a lesson!" Zhang Ying said angrily as he came out of the toilet.

He hadn't expected that it would be Li Ziqing in the restroom. After all, although Li Ziqing's activity range covered the entire school, he had never heard of her blocking a restroom, especially a men's restroom.

There are probably more monsters than just Li Ziqing in No. 1 Middle School. If it weren't for Si Nian being there, he probably would have been "conquered" by other monsters before he could finish conquering Li Ziqing.

Zhang Ying stroked his chin, his expression slightly puzzled: "Could it really be like the legend says, that the school is built on a graveyard? Apart from that female ghost whose face was covered in mosquitoes, I haven't seen any other monsters elsewhere. For such a small school to be able to refresh only two generals is truly extraordinary."

He put that matter out of his mind; the most important thing now was no longer the supernatural.

When did the thought of death arise? Or did it never leave?

After leaving the school gate, Zhang Ying walked straight to the sparsely populated back street entrance. After confirming that no one was around, he activated his eerie eyes and looked around.

In the world through the black and white filter, he looked around, but he didn't see a single spirit, let alone any dead thoughts.

"Strange? Has Si Nian left?" Zhang Ying's doubts deepened as he couldn't find any trace of Si Nian.

At that moment, a cold sensation came from his ankle, making him shiver all over.

He looked down and saw a black hand reach out from his shadow and grab his ankle!

"Damn!" Zhang Ying was startled and retreated repeatedly. The thing living in his shadow seemed to realize how terrifying its actions were and withdrew its hand.

Zhang Ying stopped, panting heavily. After a while, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and looked at his shadow with a resentful expression.

Under the eerie gaze, two white eyes sprouted from the head of the pitch-black shadow, which itself was darker and denser than the surrounding shadows, emanating an ominous aura.

"Next time, could you remind me in a less sinister way? This is taking my heart to the limit," Zhang Ying said, rubbing his forehead.

The Death Spirit emerged from his shadow and floated beside him. Looking at the Death Spirit, Zhang Ying frowned slightly; for some reason, the Death Spirit's body was a little paler than before.

[Sorry, I'll be more careful next time.]

"It's alright, and thank you for saving me."

Zhang Ying rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache. It seemed that Si Nian had been living in his shadow all this time. It had become attached to him.

Zhang Ying asked with some confusion, "Wasn't that fugitive already caught? Why didn't you go with him? Don't you want to witness his fate?"

[...]

His fate is sealed; I don't want to follow him anymore.

"Then why are you following me?"

[Our promise is not yet fulfilled.]

"An agreement?" Zhang Ying frowned. "What agreement?"

[You promised me you'd fulfill any conditions, and that's the price I'd pay for helping you.]

"This...doesn't arresting that fugitive count?"

[No, my condition was to kill him, and you haven't fulfilled your agreement.]

Zhang Ying hadn't expected that this death wish was even smarter and more shameless than he had imagined.

[Including the price I paid for saving you this time, you owe me two promises.]

"Alright, alright, as long as you don't make me break the law or kill anyone, and the conditions you propose are within my current or future capabilities, I will fulfill your promise." Zhang Ying didn't refuse, after all, he really owed the other party.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

[...]

[I don't know, I used up a lot of energy helping you just now. I'm sleepy, goodbye.]

"Wait! Tell me your name first..."

The death thought slipped back into the shadow, giving Zhang Ying no time to ask questions. Staring at the shadow that had returned to normal, Zhang Ying closed his eerie eye and sighed helplessly.

"There are more and more troubles."

……

At 7:30 a.m. on Sunday, the bus stopped at the Qianda Plaza bus stop.

Zhang Ying got out of the car and looked up at the sky.

"The date for this promotional speech was really auspicious. After so many days of light rain, it's rare to have such a sunny day."

The sky was cloudless and clear, and the sunlight shone on the pedestrians without any obstruction.

Feeling the warmth on his body, Zhang Ying's slightly restless heart was calmed down a little.

He looked up at the huge GG sign at the entrance of Qianda Plaza. The electronic screen continuously played GG messages about the new product launch of Xinyue Technology Company. A huge white question mark occupied most of the screen, arousing people's curiosity.

Walking into Qianda Plaza, although it was still early for Sunday, it was already packed with people.

Reporters from various television stations and self-media creators flocked to the mall from all over, like ants smelling honey. Those anticipating new product launches and those simply there for the spectacle completely packed the mall.

The press conference was scheduled to start at 8 a.m., but Zhang Ying arrived at 7:30 a.m. specifically to familiarize himself with the venue early. Unexpectedly, he was late and had to struggle to move forward through the crowded throng.

After a nearly suffocating struggle, Zhang Ying squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the front of the line.

A massive booth stood in the central atrium of Gate 1 of Qianda Plaza, its lighting and decorations exuding grandeur. A 10-meter-wide and 5-meter-high LED screen continuously played introductions about Xinyue Technology Co., Ltd., and the sound from the speakers was so loud it hurt Zhang Ying's ears.

There was no one standing on the booth at the time, but some staff members dressed in well-fitting suits and wearing Crescent Technology name tags were standing below.

Zhang Ying couldn't tell which one was Li Ziqing's father, so he could only wait for the press conference to begin. As a senior executive of the company, Li Ziqing's father should at least be present at such a press conference and say a few words.

He wanted to see what kind of face this successful person really had and what kind of person he was hiding behind.

Time ticked by, and a three-minute countdown appeared on the big screen.

3...2...1!

As the clock struck zero, amidst deafening applause from the audience, New Moon Technology's press conference began.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a bespoke suit and wearing a bright red tie, walked onto the booth with his back straight, surrounded by employees of New Moon Technology.

"Distinguished guests from around the world, media friends, and industry colleagues, good afternoon. Welcome to the New Moon Technology New Product Strategy Launch Conference."

"I am the person in charge of this new product project, and I will also be hosting today's launch event. My name is... Li Danyang."