The Vicious Female Supporting Character Must Die [Transmigration] GL - Chapter 2: The Soul Judgment Bell
After receiving the strange text message, the dazzling sunlight reflected in her irises, casting an eerie green glow. A translucent functional interface box floated before her eyes, seemingly within reach.
On the interface, three grayed-out avatars were locked. Only the male lead Du Yueze’s avatar was lit up, with a strange red bar beneath it, annotated: “Please maintain your innocent ‘white lotus’ persona in front of the key target. If the male lead’s progress bar turns black, the difficulty of your soul judgment mission will increase.”
The translucent character interface closely resembled the strategy interface in a mobile game. The mysterious woman she met on the set had said that three fragments of evil souls were in her phone and had maniacally told her that she was a ferryman who had to apprehend three evil souls to return to her original world from the Yin-Yang Inn.
Lu Zhiyu nervously clutched the ancestral jade hanging on her chest, stroking her chin in thought. Had she already entered another dimension while playing on her phone in the subway car? Was the “Huangquan Exit C” that mysterious woman pointed to a gateway to the alternate world of the mobile game?
She selected the main menu interface but searched for a long time without finding any save or load options…
This meant that dying in the game might mean truly dying in real life.
A cold sweat broke out on her back, but she quickly regained her composure.
Pfft, the mobile game had six “Bad Ending” routes, but she had still perfectly achieved the only “Happy Ending” route in one go. She was the entertainment industry’s go-to for vicious female supporting roles; what type hadn’t she seen? When it came to familiarity with vicious female supporting characters, if Lu Zhiyu said one, who would dare say two? The main dangerous target for her was probably that philandering, perverted male lead.
Lu Zhiyu thought to herself. In the blink of an eye, the functional interface disappeared, replaced by a hazy, pale sky under a scorching sun.
The dazzling, almost dizzying sunlight reminded Lu Zhiyu, who was still in her exhausted late-night state, that she was now in a completely different world.
The endless stream of vehicles on the asphalt road, the bus stops by the roadside, the pedestrian overpass, the Zhenhua Office Building across the street—the familiar surroundings seemed no different from the real world. But upon closer inspection, the coffee advertisement poster at the bus stop had been replaced by a magazine cover featuring an unknown trendy model. The Zhenhua Office Building had become the Zhenhua Plastic Surgery and Beauty Building, and bus stops displayed bus numbers with single digits and letter combinations that had never appeared before.
A hot wind carried dark green leaves from the street-side sycamore trees, blowing them against her cheek. The airflow flowed into her white slip dress. Lu Zhiyu didn’t know when she had broken out in a hot sweat, causing a shiver. The ancestral jade necklace around her neck suddenly became scorching hot, and a subtle prompt box appeared before her eyes.
[Hello, Ferryman. To better serve new users, please customize the activation method for the Soul Judgment Bell. Once chosen, it cannot be changed.]
This Soul Judgment Bell was too troublesome. Shouldn’t activating it be as simple as chanting a spell like a Taoist priest exorcising ghosts in a TV drama, or just shaking it?
Lu Zhiyu grumbled internally. Before she could even ask how to customize it, a hurried footsteps came from nearby. She looked up and saw a tall woman with light flaxen hair, remarkably elegant amidst the crowd crossing the zebra crossing on the asphalt road.
The woman wore a black mask and a long, slit dress made of Italian metallic thread, paired with white brogue-style short heels. She seemed to be avoiding someone, glancing around at the traffic light intersection. Then, the woman walked quickly towards her, seemingly heading for the subway entrance.
[The Yin-Yang Station portal will close in 30 seconds. Please stop anyone trying to take the subway, otherwise the world will collapse, and the ferryman will be forcefully erased.]
A red warning message appeared before her eyes.
Lu Zhiyu looked up and saw that the exterior of Subway Line 1 was enveloped in a layer of green light. This green light was slowly shrinking but hadn’t completely disappeared. If she didn’t stop that woman from entering the subway station and died before even starting, she, Lu Zhiyu, would be a fool.
The woman was about to pass her and head towards the subway entrance. Without thinking, Lu Zhiyu grabbed the woman’s arm. The woman was caught off guard, her black Roman bag falling to the ground. She looked up at Lu Zhiyu in surprise, her slender, European-style brown eyebrows raised. Her light gray eyes were deep-set in distinct, mixed-race features, and when she gazed at Lu Zhiyu, there was a magnetic, profound quality.
Lu Zhiyu had pulled the woman too hastily and hadn’t yet formulated an excuse in her mind. Embarrassed by the woman’s questioning gaze, she awkwardly said, “I’m sorry, I mistook you for someone else.”
The woman picked up her bag, looking at Lu Zhiyu as if she were insane, and seemed to mutter something softly. But the words had a strange intonation, similar to a “pr” sound, perhaps Italian, which Lu Zhiyu couldn’t quite understand.
Lu Zhiyu saw that the green light of the Yin-Yang Station still had a small opening and hadn’t disappeared. Watching the woman walk around her, she cursed inwardly and again grabbed the woman’s arm, her face flushing as she urgently said:
“Please wait, I… I have something to tell you.”
The woman impatiently looked at her, forcefully pulling her arm away. She finally spoke to Lu Zhiyu, “Have you been waiting for me here for a long time? There are many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry. Don’t always think of taking shortcuts. You’re not even qualified to be a vase. Didn’t Du Yueze teach you that a dog should obediently listen to its master? Sticking to people like superglue will only make others despise you. I’ll give Mr. Du some face and negotiate with the director to give you a supporting role. But after this, don’t push your luck.”
The long-haired woman’s Chinese was a bit awkward and had a strange accent, but it was elegant and pleasant to listen to. Her beautiful light gray eyes glanced at Lu Zhiyu with disdain and contempt.
Lu Zhiyu was stunned. This woman seemed to know her, and also knew the male lead Du Yueze. But in her memory, there didn’t seem to be a character with flaxen hair and light gray eyes in the game or the book. However, the slightly awkward Italian-accented Chinese and mixed-race features reminded her of the final boss-level female supporting character before the game was completed: Gu Yinshu.
Gu Yinshu, half-Chinese, half-Italian, an international film star, had won the Oscar Golden Globe Award for Best Actress in a drama film. She founded Guye Global Film and Television Company. To enter the Chinese film market, she had collaborated with Du Yueze’s Xinghuang Film Entertainment Company multiple times, and rumors of a romantic relationship existed between them due to their frequent collaborations.
In reality, high-level industry insiders knew that Gu Yinshu was a lesbian and changed girlfriends as quickly as she changed clothes. There was no romantic relationship between her and Du Yueze at all.
Gu Yinshu viewed Du Yueze as a competitor. The original female protagonist, due to her sugar baby relationship with the male lead, was repeatedly targeted by Gu Yinshu. Many good resources the female protagonist received were secretly suppressed and recast by Gu Yinshu, making it extremely difficult for the female protagonist to even win the Golden Phoenix Award in the end of the story.
If the person in front of her was indeed Gu Yinshu, did she mistakenly think that Lu Zhiyu, like some money-hungry people, wanted to climb into her bed for an “unspoken rule” promotion?
The three characters “Yin-Yang Inn” gradually disappeared, and the Subway Line 1 exit was exposed to the sunlight as usual.
Lu Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the woman beside her, who was wearing a mask, then walked past her shoulder into the subway, holding her phone and dialing the only number in her contact list without looking away.
No matter who this woman was, the Yin-Yang Station had disappeared now, and this passerby had nothing to do with her. The most important thing was to figure out what she needed to do next.
She didn’t know where to go now. The contact list on her phone only had her agent’s number, clearly a clue left by the game, wanting her to call it.
Lu Zhiyu’s gaze lingered on the phone screen for a few seconds. Just as she was about to make the call, an icy cold hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. The chilling sound of the Soul Judgment Bell abruptly rang out without warning.
What? The person possessed by the evil ghost is here?
This bewildered question flashed through her mind. Her neck was chilled to the bone by the cold air. Startled and unprepared, her legs went weak, and she instinctively leaned forward, stumbling down the escalator.
In her panic, she tried to grab the handrail, but her arm was suddenly pulled back forcefully. The next second, she crashed into a warm embrace that carried a faint fragrance. Her nose directly hit the other person’s chin, and her nasal bridge throbbed with pain.
[Prompt: When the Soul Judgment Bell is not custom-set, the evil ghost possessor can only activate it by actively touching you. Soul Judgment Bell custom settings are complete. You may open the interface to view them. Congratulations, Ferryman, you have found one of the evil ghost possessors: {Gu Yinshu}. The mission interface has been activated.]
Lu Zhiyu’s gaze directly met the light gray eyes of the mixed-race face, her expression awkward, her pupils slightly contracted. She was Gu Yinshu? This was different from the game.
Click, click. There seemed to be the sound of a camera taking photos.
“There are a few private detectives tracking me. I could have shaken them off, but it’s all because of you, you nuisance. Now they’ve probably taken quite a few photos.”
Gu Yinshu coldly glanced over Lu Zhiyu’s shoulder, a sharp glint in her eyes, and said, “I didn’t want to kill anyone, especially not in China, it’s inconvenient. But now I have no choice but to eliminate them.”
Lu Zhiyu gasped in surprise, feeling baffled. A tissue was suddenly shoved into her hand.
Gu Yinshu frowned at Lu Zhiyu, pulling away slightly in disgust, and said, “Wipe your nose; there’s bl00d. You’re Du Yueze’s woman. I don’t want him to misunderstand if you get hurt here.”
Lu Zhiyu touched her nose, and her fingers came away bloody. The impact of the collision just now was too strong; her nose was still throbbing with pain.
She had barely put the tissue to her nose when several black-clad bodyguards suddenly appeared. The one leading them said a few words into Gu Yinshu’s ear.
A cold glint flashed in Gu Yinshu’s light gray eyes. Her eyelashes drooped for a moment. In a slightly rough yet elegant Italian accent that Lu Zhiyu couldn’t understand, she exchanged a few words with the bodyguards. Then, her eyes deepened as she looked at Lu Zhiyu.
“Throw this woman directly into the back seat of the car, tie her up, and send her back to the Du residence. Consider it a favor from me, as I’m new here, to Mr. Du. After you deal with those detectives, take photos and email them to S Society. I’m already made up; take me directly to the set to film.”
As Gu Yinshu’s words lightly fell, Lu Zhiyu was bound hand and foot by the strong men and thrown into a black minivan. Her back slammed heavily onto the hard leather seat, and her head hit something, her vision going black as she felt dizzy.
The back seat vibrated with the bumps of the wheels. Lu Zhiyu lay there, unable to move her hands or feet, while her brain raced.