The Bigshot's Superstar Wife - Chapter 94: I Want to Forget

Suddenly pulled into a world filled with Specters, Fang Xiu woke up with a unique ability: Reset. Every time he died, time would rewind to the moment before he was killed.In this strange and dangerous world, Fang Xiu could have chosen to hide. Instead he announced to the world, “Yes, I’m a prophet. I can see the future!” As his predictions kept coming true, his title of the Prophet spread around the world.His words became the truth. They became the future.“I have seen the future,” he announced, attracting people from all around the world.His followers took it to the extreme, declaring, “Should the Prophet decree your demise one day, don’t waver, don’t question, just obey. For hesitance only leads to a far graver fate.”During a B-level Specter event, known as [the Spawning]A teammate warned, “The creature is hiding among these villagers. We need to be careful.”Fang Xiu pointed to the last row and commanded, “The one in white. Yes, you. Come out!”In an A-level Specter event, called [Lantern Heads]One teammate warned, “This area is crawling with thousands of Lantern Heads. If they shine their light on you, your head will fall off. The scariest part is the Lantern Heads float unpredictably. It’s impossible for anyone to get across safely. Wait, where’s Fang Xiu?”Another stuttered, “He, he…he’s on the other side!”The first teammate exclaimed in disbelief, “What?! How did he get across?”The other replied: “He…he just walked over.”

Lian Xi transmigrated into an ancient tyrant’s general essay and became the female supporting role of a wealthy family of the same name.
The female supporting actress has a beautiful appearance and a prominent family background, but she was forcibly demoted by the plot. Whenever the male and female protagonists need emotionally, she will be pulled out to do things, and she will be slapped in the face again and again, a proper tool person.
Lianxi: I’m sorry, I have money, looks, and figure. Whoever loves this wise female partner will be the one, and I will say goodbye.
System: If you don’t complete the [Vicious Female Supporting Team] quest, you will die.
Designated line 1: [You are also worthy of me to grab a man]
Lian Xi was driving a Ferrari, and a drifter got off the car and sneered at the boss who was confronting the villain: “You are also worthy of me to grab a man.”
President: ? ?
Opposition:  …
Designated line 2: [Look in the mirror without urinating]
Lian Xi rushed over with a group of bodyguards and pushed away the boss who was hugging the heroine and kissing him: “Be a hooligan, don’t pee and look in the mirror!”
President: ? ? ?
Mistress:  …
Designated line three: [You think you can beat me]
Lian Xi was mad, so he directly bought the Oriental Pearl LED advertising screen and played it on a loop: “Oh, Mr. Ba, do you think you can beat me?”
President: ? ? ? ?
After finally crushing the original male protagonist, Lian Xi completed the mission of the vicious female supporting role.
System: Congratulations to the host, the master mode has been successfully activated.
Lianxi: Huh?
She took a meaningful look at the villain with eight-pack abs lying on her bed, lit a cigarette afterwards, and threw 500 million: “Sign this contract and let me sleep for five years until I become pregnant with an heir.”
The villain laughed so innocently: “Want to fuck me?”
The original hostess: We always want you to look down on you, don’t know what to do!

Content tags: rich and powerful family system wear book cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lian Xi ┃ Supporting role: Hengkong ┃ Others: Pre-received “The squeamish concubine wears a book”
One sentence introduction: drag sister online, kill the Quartet!
Purpose: Sisters and sisters stand up

- Description from novelbuddy

“Coming live to you, from Cerou Street, this is MBP News, and we have an unfolding situation to report. Late last night, at approximately 3:00 AM, an explosive-like sound reverberated through this area, disrupting the sleep of residents and instilling fear in their hearts,” the news anchor, a striking figure, delivered the report with poise, standing before the camera amidst a bustling scene.

In the background, the blaring horns of ambulances and police vehicles disturbed the serenity of the beautiful morning light. Two individuals wearing protective suits, presumably forensic experts, held a stretcher carrying a charred body.

The news anchor, who had been reporting earlier, placed a hand on her ear, fitted with an earpiece, and looked visibly surprised. Her voice filled with urgency as she continued, “We have just received an update from our headquarters regarding the sole fatality in this unexpected incident. The victim of this tragic event is none other than Norman, the famous gigolo of Night palace.”

“My colleague, who was set to cover an event today at Nightplace, obtained this information firsthand from Countess Maria, who held a special place for Norman in her heart. Our focus this morning is on this breaking news,” the female news reporter continued amidst the chaotic scene, while Norman's charred body lay alone in the ambulance.

Meanwhile, in a different world, a young boy lay fast asleep with his head on the table. The sun, seemingly displeased with the boy's carefree slumber, cast its rays directly onto his face. Annoyed by the intrusion, the boy shifted his head in another direction, unwilling to be roused from his deep sleep.

*ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear.

“Hello...” he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth.

“Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?” a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab.

The boy, referred to as the “Pissed-up Prat” by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, “Who is this?”

“What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!” the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent.

The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked.

As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state.

The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine.

Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind.

[The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

……………………………………………………………

Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .

“Will you marry me?”As a metaphysics master, An Yan was humiliated by a rejected marriage proposal.She turned around and grabbed the man with the best fate in the entire room to propose to him.“Miss An, you'd better not regret this!”In the blink of an eye, the hunter became the prey, and An Yan was a bit panicked.She was truly cherished, but it was a possessiveness-driven affection that An Yan did not want.It wasn't until he fell ill.That she realized what was called deep affection was just a conspiracy.Everyone says he is the Li Family's deity! Because of him, the Li Family flourished with riches and glory.In reality, he is the Li Family's demon! He could potentially drag the entire family to irreversible doom at any moment.