Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 6

What the hell?!

You’re deducting favorability just because I didn’t eat a banana?

So if I eat something that kills me, you’ll fall in love with me on the spot?!

Yan He dared only curse inwardly.

007, still shaken, transformed into a stick of electronic incense: You’re a body-swapper! If you die, it’s game over! Don’t blow your cover!

Body-swapper?! The car accident was fake?! Yan He morphed into a despairing screaming chicken: My phone!!!

007 didn’t understand but respected her distress: Calm down. The Original Host is dead. It’s unfair for you to squander her body. Her death was simply the execution of her sentence. But your willpower is as stubborn as a mule—you’re still managing to use her phone.

Yan He exhaled deeply.

Though she had few relatives in her original world, she still had many kind and beloved fellow disciples. Their reputation deserved to be protected!

007 scrolled through the backend logs: You’ve lost so much favorability in such a short time! What did you do?

Yan He: Why don’t you call the female lead and ask? I want to know too.

007: We left in a hurry the last two times, and I didn’t explain everything clearly.

Yan He: What’s up?

007 switched to a solemn announcer’s tone and solemnly recited the three major prohibitions:

1. You must not deliberately take actions that reveal the System’s existence. Examples include: exchanging a nuclear bomb from the System Store to pledge allegiance to the villain, or altering your classmate’s pheromones to smell like feces for a prank. Any verified violation will result in immediate termination.

Yan He suddenly understood. Ah, no wonder Yonghe Temple has zero negative reviews.

2. You may not visit Yonghe Temple or its Small World equivalents to make nested wishes. For example, wishing to freely alter the plot after transmigrating will result in permanent blacklisting upon discovery!

Yan He sighed. Sigh, the predecessors really narrowed the path for us.

3. You may not disregard life or indiscriminately slaughter Small World residents. Special cases, such as the host’s identity as a villainous demonic cultivator, are subject to separate regulations.

Yan He was shocked. Look at this operation—so professional!

Supplemental Regulation to the Three Major Prohibitions: The host is forbidden from providing comedic commentary while the System is reading documents.

Yan He: How petty! I haven’t even filed a complaint about your department’s mountain of bugs yet…

No bugs have been detected in the data regarding the female lead’s Favorability.

Yan He paled in horror. Oh my god, am I going to die again?!

Host, please rest assured. This phenomenon has occurred before. In over 90% of cases, it’s due to critical plot points not being triggered. The remaining small percentage is due to the protagonist’s extreme personality—either infinitely positive or infinitely negative. You can improve your relationship by doing more things the female lead enjoys.

Things the female lead enjoys…

Yan He slumped over the table, muttering thoughtfully to herself.

As the sun set, streetlights illuminated the darkening courtyard.

“Qi Xingwan, I—ah!”

Before Yan He could finish her sentence, she collapsed with a thud, falling straight down like a zombie tripped over.

Speechless. How can someone even trip while walking in their own home?

Yan He expertly flipped over and pretended to be dead, burying her face in her hands.

I just want some peace and quiet.

007:Are you trying to break your leg for sympathy? Data shows you’d need to fall from a height of over two meters to have a chance of breaking a leg.

Yan He:Shut up.

Yan He:I want a divorce!

007:A good idea, but highly impractical. A proper ex should stay far away from the female lead’s life, like a dead person. But you need to stay by her side to increase her favorability and change the ending.

Yan He accepted reality: I should just shut up then.

Qi Xingwan paused for only a second before calmly stepping over the obstacle on the floor.

She made no move to help Yan He up, not even offering a polite inquiry about her well-being.

Yan He lay there awkwardly, playing dead.

Qi Xingwan’s Favorability +5

Yan He, who had been on the verge of death, suddenly sat up in shock.

I get it now! The female lead loves watching wrestling!

“Qi Xingwan, want to watch the live sumo match together?”

“No.”

“Come on, you’ll definitely like it!” Yan He crouched in front of Qi Xingwan, holding out her phone and staring at her with expectant eyes. “What do you say?”

Qi Xingwan glanced at the sumo finals livestream on the screen, her expression shifting slightly.

Qi Xingwan’s Favorability -10

Yan He: “???”

Was this female lead a scoring machine in her past life?

A disastrous start and a humiliating defeat—Yan He had her limits.

She abandoned the female lead to soak in a milk bath, the kind overflowing with rose petals, while watching reality shows and indulging in life’s pleasures.

As for the female lead?

Get lost!

Yan He vowed not to utter another word to the esteemed female lead tonight.

It had to be said, the entertainment industry in the ABO world was far more advanced and open than in her original world.

Reality shows were all live-streamed, as if the production teams considered viewers family. Romance shows, in particular, were chaotic battlegrounds that kept viewers hooked.

After her bath, Yan He intended to change into pajamas and relax in bed with her phone. But the next moment, she found herself squatting by the bathtub, grinning foolishly at her screen.

Mission: Share a bed with Qi Xingwan within ten minutes.

Yan He:  ? Xiao Qi! Get out here! What kind of ridiculous mission is this?! 

007: Missions are centrally issued by headquarters. Please make every effort to complete them.

Yan He gritted her teeth.  Impossible! I’d rather jump off this building than sleep with that scoring device! 

007: Missions are mandatory. Failure or abandonment will result in a deduction of Wish Points. Think of it as a fine—starting at 10,000 and with no upper limit—to help the Yan Family go bankrupt sooner.

007: Let me see… This mission is worth… 1 million.

From recalling the location of the female lead’s bedroom to knocking on her door, Yan He took only sixteen seconds, outperforming 99% of Alphas nationwide.

“What do you want?” Qi Xingwan asked, leaning against the door with a wary expression.

Yan He’s mind raced for an excuse, but her mouth blurted out the truth: “I want to sleep with you!”

Qi Xingwan’s Favorability -80