After their confessions were rejected, they regretted it for the rest of their lives.

"Are you kidding me?"

Having just accepted her new identity, Xia Weichan hadn't even had time to plan for this week's episode.

This attracts attention to changes in the system over time.

He brought up the system interface again.

[Remaining time: 89 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes]

[Please find a suitable breeding target for the host.]

The interface was working fine just now...

What should have been a clean and tidy light blue was now intermittently punctuated by stray black characters.

Similar to the bugs that occur when a computer screen malfunctions.

Before they could react,

The next moment, the pale blue interface suddenly flashed with snowflakes.

The sudden appearance of black codes and snowflakes made Xia Weichan frown.

I had a vague feeling of unease.

"Could the system have crashed because I've restarted it too many times?"

Close the interface.

reboot.

Looking at the blue screen that reappeared,

Now it's finally back to normal...

...or so?

[Please select a target that meets the specified criteria.]

[Dating Development Goal - Not Yet Bound]

【Dating Development Goal——■■■】

[Development Path - Unbound]

【Development Route - ■■】

"no?"

Xia Weichan's lips twitched slightly.

Looking at the screen, there seems to be an even more serious bug.

Even the missions issued by the system appeared as double images?!

One message notification appears normal, while another is mostly obscured by garbled black text.

What does this mean?

After a brief moment of stunned silence,

A feeling of terror began to rise from Xia Weichan's entire body.

"A living dad? Don't be ridiculous!"

They even forgot about the strange occurrence of the "death countdown".

Xia Weichan's only thought right now was to pray that nothing would happen to the system.

He has already sacrificed a great deal for this healthy body.

Fortunately...

After a few seconds of panic,

The two ghost images on the system screen gradually overlapped and slowly returned to normal.

This money-losing system stubbornly persisted in the end.

"call--"

Xia Weichan wiped away the cold sweat and sat on the bed with a sigh of relief.

He just perfectly demonstrated an exaggerated range of facial expressions, like a movie star.

From astonishment to doubt, then to fear, and finally to feeling like I'd been granted a pardon.

If the system disappears in this playthrough, then all the pain of his previous deaths and the effort he put in will become a joke.

As her heart gradually calmed after its initial frenzy, Xia Weichan slowly came to confirm a fact—

Now that things have come to this...

The enormous immersion costs brought about by the system tasks have completely trapped him.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Opening her eyes, Xia Weichan's gaze gradually turned cold.

There won't be a next time.

"This time, I will gain my freedom..."

......

Early morning.

A police officer from Qingcheng, who was preparing to hand over his shift, answered a report call.

A person died suddenly at home.

Normally, such sudden death reports are received several times a week in a large city like Qingcheng.

What was a routine occurrence caused a huge uproar this time.

Even those in higher positions take it very seriously.

Because those who die suddenly are not ordinary people.

Instead, Xia Weiyu

That well-known producer is also the major shareholder of Qingcheng's fastest-growing artist management company.

The person who reported the case was his little-known twin brother.

In the apartment where Xia Weiyu lived,

"I have something else to take care of, so please postpone the questioning for a while."

Xia Weichan hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the operator.

Just a few minutes ago, he had finished gathering some necessary documents, such as the will and other evidence.

Upon entering the bedroom, he saw "his own corpse" lying in front of the bed.

What kind of emotion is it?

have no idea,

This time, the death wasn't as gruesome as the previous two.

There was no blood, no struggle, and both hands were placed on her chest, removing the throbbing from her face.

It looked like she was asleep.

As an eyewitness at the scene, Xia Weichan knew he would inevitably be questioned by the police.

But there's no need to worry too much.

The identity verification generated by the system, along with various pieces of evidence, are sufficient to dispel all suspicions of murder.

Pick up the handbag that was placed to the side,

Before seeing the police, he needed to go to the talent agency first.

Organize the information inside so it can be used to take over the shares.

besides...

He entrusted the keepsake of "Xia Weiyu" to his deceased "lover" to Kurimaki Tsuruo.

This concludes everything from last week's episode.

......

"Hey, Sister Yan, your song from last week is the third highest-grossing new song released by our company this week!"

"What's so great about being third? The top two spots were both taken by that guy Tsuruo Kurimaki, weren't they?"

"Of course it's different. Sister Yan's talent comes purely from her own abilities."

In the corridor of the artist management company

A stylishly dressed and beautiful female idol was surrounded by several newly debuted idols.

This kind of deliberate attempt to curry favor with seniors is commonplace.

The female idol, known as "Sister Yan," smiled slightly, indicating that she liked the compliment.

"That's true. I wonder what ability that guy with the cold face and pretentious attitude has to get Boss Xia to do things for her."

A girl next to her chimed in, "Even a pig could become a hit if Boss Xia sang his composition."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration~"

Despite saying this, a hint of jealousy flashed across 'Sister Yan's' beautiful face.

In fact, there are many idols in the company who debuted with more seniority than Tsuruo Kurimaki.

Among them are many artists like "Sister Yan" who are stuck at the bottleneck of becoming a breakout star, just one song away from the right opportunity.

At the same level of singing ability,

She found it hard to accept that Tsuruo Kurimaki was being pampered and fed like a baby because of the lyrics of "I can do it too" and "wheelchair".

Especially considering this guy's cold personality, always wearing a sour face, and acting inhumanely.

It's inevitable that the artists in the company will have some private opinions about him.

But everyone here knows that Natsumi Miyu, the producer of Kurimaki Tsuruo, is pursuing her almost unconditionally in private.

So although they had complaints and felt that Kurimaki Tsuruo was being pretentious, they didn't dare to voice them openly.

"She's just stringing around her sugar daddy, I don't know what she's so arrogant about all day. If Xia Weiyu were my producer, I would have found a way to get her already..."

"What are you all doing, squeaking and chattering like rats in the sewers?"

Before the jealous remark could be finished, a cold voice rang out.

Turning her head, she saw Kurimaki Tsuruo's delicate and aloof face.

The expressionless girl's light brown eyes held an increasingly chilling coldness.

She arrived half an hour earlier than usual today, dressed elegantly, and carrying a prepared lunchbox.

It was supposed to be a very important morning for her.

Before she even stepped out of the elevator, she overheard her colleagues gossiping about her behind her back, using topics she hated most.

Kurimaki Tsuruo was used to this kind of thing.

After all, she knew very well why she was being talked about.

The girl, with her aloof and taciturn personality, didn't care about what others thought.

But this time,

After hearing the other party express their desire for Xia Weiyu,

A long-suppressed extreme emotion was suddenly ignited in Tsuruo Kurimaki's heart.

Looking into the other person's eyes, it seemed as if there was a vicious wolf about to pounce.

"Now, say it again in front of me."

"that..."

Those lesser-known celebrities were clearly intimidated by the emotions displayed by Tsuruo Kurimaki.

Although somewhat embarrassed and timid, to save face as an elderly person, Sister Yan boldly met the other person's gaze.

He forced a smile and said, "Am I... wrong? Who do you think you are...?"

"Snapped!"

A whooshing sound rang out, finally exploding on Sister Yan's face.

A burning pain came from the left side of my face.

Covering her face, which had instantly swelled up, she stared wide-eyed at Kurimaki Tsuruo in disbelief.

"You actually hit me?"

"Then go tell my producer that you were caught cheating on your idol in private and got slapped."

Kurimaki Tsuruo spoke coldly, and then turned and left without any hesitation.