Chapter 163 Chapter 161 Envisioning the Future
Outside the blazing four-story building, the flames illuminated Ji Ma’s profile. Amidst the various noises, there was a heavy thud.
Ji Ma listened closely, feeling it was akin to a human body hitting the ground. The conflict between the two had to yield a result; she wondered who would win or lose.
Ji Ma lifted her small face, her golden eyes reflecting the flickering flames as she gazed at the roof. She planned that if the Good Lord emerged alive, she would immediately drop down and feign death, striving to fall asleep and enter a dream, leaving George behind, making a getaway with “dream jumping.”
If I can escape, the Good Lord would surely be furious and vent his anger on George. Would he castrate him and fit him with a woman’s device to auction him off?
Ji Ma continued to let her thoughts run wild, feeling that this outcome would be quite satisfactory.
It is said that evil begets evil, and good begets good. Her own retribution had been to become the “Flower of Shalin City,” so the one who stabbed her and caused her to become a succubus, George, should his good retribution be to turn into a paladin to be sold as a slave.
Ji Ma had been lost in thought for about twenty minutes during which the muscular men trapped in the building were burned alive—this group of big fools had been sulking at the door blocked by stone tables, stone chairs, and corpses, never realizing that there was another way out called a window.
A wisp of black smoke poured out from the window, the flames leaping up to the roof hidden within the smoke. No one had appeared on the roof.
It was likely that the Good Lord and the Shadow King perished together.
As Ji Ma pondered, she gently pushed George’s head off her thigh. His head thudded on the stone path, and he lay still, as if dead.
If he’s truly sleeping like the dead, then I won’t let him rest on my thigh, I’ll only give it to him once he wakes up.
Ji Ma yawned and rubbed her slightly numb thigh. She planned to find a good place; once George woke up, she had her eyes set on a tree from which she had jumped down earlier.
Ji Ma bent down, sliding her small hands under George’s armpits, trying to drag him. George’s heavy body barely lifted, and Ji Ma’s small hands became immobilized.
“So heavy.”
At that moment, two heavy footsteps approached, and Ji Ma looked in their direction.
Two muscular men approached; one held an axe spear, pointing it at George on the ground, while the other looked at Ji Ma with a conflicted expression, then at George, resolved to put down the axe spear and reach out to grab Ji Ma.
It seemed they had already freed themselves from the dream, although they had no awareness of having dreamt at all.
They’re trying to fool me again…
Just as Ji Ma was about to drag them into the dream, an overwhelming drowsiness washed over her, and the two men before her suddenly became hazy. She shuddered, forcing herself to wake up.
This was a sign of overusing her extraordinary abilities; her magical power had been excessively drained that night. She estimated she could at most pull the other two into the dream for two or three seconds, or she would be in trouble.
The muscular man suddenly lunged at her but landed in the empty air behind her. He looked up and asked:
“Aren’t you… running away?”
The other man, wielding the axe spear, realized his companion had failed and dropped his weapon, lunging at the empty space to Ji Ma’s left.
Ji Ma began to doubt whether her “extraordinary charm” had developed a powerful deflection field that could influence not only their bodies but also… their minds.
The empty-handed muscular man turned his head, asking:
“Aren’t you… dodging?”
Ji Ma suddenly felt embarrassed, as if everyone around her was trying their best to play a game, while she knew nothing and was at a loss.
However, their intelligence was so low that she felt there was no need to run away.
She shook her head and said:
“The Good Lord is dead; you no longer need to carry out his orders.”
The two muscular men stood up, shouting in unison:
“Impossible!”
Then, one of the muscular men reached out to grab Ji Ma, his gloved hand coming to her face.
“Wait!”
Ji Ma said, “Did the Good Lord order you to capture me for him?”
The muscular man paused, responding, “Yes.”
“Then if he’s dead, how can you capture me for him?”
The muscular man was taken aback, hitting his head with his fist, unable to comprehend for a moment.
The other muscular man was smarter, saying:
“Master… isn’t dead.”
“If you don’t believe me, go to the front of the building and call out his name; let’s see if he comes out?” Ji Ma pointed at the raging inferno and said, “The fire is so large, he must have burned to death long ago.”
The two, half-convinced, surprisingly turned and walked toward the front of the building, shouting: “Master! Master!”
“Good Lord Master!”
“Are you still alive?”
Ji Ma was once again astonished by the intelligence of these transformed men. She took a deep breath, slightly closed her eyes, focused on her breathing, and entered a meditative state. After gathering her magic, she dragged the two muscular men into the dream.
In the eyes of the two muscular men, suddenly, the Good Lord appeared on the roof, engulfed in flames, commanding in an unquestionable manner:
“I’m burning! You must obey the orders of the succubus girl!”
With that, a dagger protruded from his chest. The Good Lord let out an exaggerated scream, shouting: “I’m dead.”
Then he collapsed, disappearing into the flames.
“Master!”
The two muscular men reached out, shouting.
Ji Ma shook her head, dispelling the unnatural drowsiness. She said, “You saw it, right? The Good Lord commanded you to obey me.”
“Yes, new master.”
“No,” the smarter muscular man interjected.
Ji Ma’s heart raced; to convince these dim-witted individuals that the Good Lord was dead, she exaggerated his demise.
Was she being seen through?
“Why would the master… want us to listen… to you?”
“Because I’m very important to the Good Lord; before he died, he entrusted you to me. Isn’t that normal?”
“But…”
Ji Ma placed her hands on her hips. “But what? Are you disobeying orders?”
The other muscular man smacked his head and yelled: “We must obey orders!”
“Right, obey orders.”
Ji Ma pointed at George, saying: “Drag him under that tree, then pick up your weapons to guard us both, understood?”
The two obeyed, and Ji Ma had them plant the banner of the church beside them to signify their identity. This way, she could rest in peace.
Ji Ma leaned her slender back against the tree trunk, placing George’s head on her thigh. She adjusted George’s face with her small hands to face her, ensuring that when he opened his eyes, he would see her first and then realize he was resting on her thigh.
This would surely win over his affection, and she could squeeze a wave of desire from him, tying him tightly.
Ji Ma once again thanked the anime she watched in her previous life. She closed her eyes and began to envision a bright future.
This time, she had made the right bet.
Earlier, after parting with George, she contemplated carefully. She believed that regardless of whether George won or lost, she would lose him as a tool. Although he wouldn’t blame her, further deceiving him emotionally would be difficult, for she was just an inexperienced green tea.
She needed a tool to help her obtain the pieces of the crown. The actions of other Demon Lords were quicker than she had anticipated. Although she had a compass that could find the hidden pieces of her crown, she could not become strong enough in a short time.
The longer it took, the greater the chance of the crown pieces being taken away. Although she had hidden them very well, there were too many ways to find things in this world.
Therefore, she decided to take a risk. Using the extraordinary ability of “dream jumping,” she returned to the battlefield, even climbing a tree to appear in front of George.
I must have touched this pure virgin’s heart, a platinum-level genius tool, hehe…
Ji Ma’s spirits soared.
George once again showcased his value as a tool. Ji Ma extracted surprising benefits from him.
Such a tool should be utilized well!
While Ji Ma was thinking, she opened her personal system and clicked “completed” on the main quest of “Kill the Good Lord’s Entire Family.”
“Ding, congratulations on completing the task.”
Ji Ma smiled and muttered to herself, continuing to cheerfully add tasks for herself.
Thinking about maximizing her profits.
First was the treasury. With George, she could take all the treasures away, rob a few ships in Shalin City, and transport the wealth. No one would dare to provoke a platinum strongman. Although the church might target her money, she would reach the commercial cities of the Baruto Knight Kingdom along the way. She would invest some money there, persuading George to back her up to avoid being swallowed by those guild merchants… then burying some money…
Dividing the profits would likely be a fifty-fifty split with the virgin, but I could use my familiarity with the treasury to secretly hide a few extraordinary items…
Ji Ma was feeling excited, adding a task “Empty the Treasury.”
Finally, she would deceive him one last time, making him help her gather the materials needed to promote to the next rank; this was very important.
Ji Ma opened her personal character information section, found the upgrade notation, and clicked on the upgrade requirements.
“Hereditary Memory, parsing complete.”
“DM: Your next job rank name: Deceiver.”
“DN: You can make lies come true.”
Make lies come true?
Ji Ma’s first reaction was that the conditions required must be very harsh, and she was filled with anticipation for this extraordinary ability.
“…Required potion materials: Wings of the Flower Language Spirit, Purple Flower Foxglove, Seven-Colored Chameleon… When drinking the potion, you must answer a lie with a true statement.”
What kind of nonsense is that? Can lies be answered with the truth?
Ji Ma couldn’t figure it out for the moment, so she decided to stop pondering and looked at the materials. She estimated their rarity and deemed they could be solved with gold coins.
It seemed Shalin City was no longer useful; she needed to head to Deepwater City across the strait. I must persuade the virgin to help me; I saved his life, he should be easy to talk to.
Ji Ma added a task “Promote to Deceiver” in the task column and made it a main task.
This was crucial, not only to enhance her strength but also to confirm whether she was in the illusion created by the “slave contract.”
When Ji Ma was still a Demon Lord, she had conducted numerous experiments on the personal information system. She found that in any situation, the personal information system was always truthful. This meant that what she heard, saw, and felt could be false. But what the personal information system presented would always be true.
If she drank the potion and saw her upgrade in the personal information system, it meant she was not in an illusion.
If, after drinking the potion, she felt upgraded and strengthened but the personal information system didn’t change…
Then everything that happened tonight was merely a dream.
Ji Ma still doubted whether all of this was an illusion.
She lowered her head, gazing at the handsome face of the young man on her thigh.
After all, everything tonight had gone so smoothly, it felt as beautiful as a dream.
Her vision gradually blurred, filled with hopes for a bright future, she leaned back against the tree and fell into a dream.
