Everyone was busy, and there weren't many opportunities to slap faces.
Zhao Zeli wanted too much, and in her busyness, she ultimately gained nothing.
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Beauty Pills worth 500."
Zhao Zeli swallowed them immediately and picked up a mirror to examine herself closely. The person in the mirror had more refined features, and her skin was as white as a freshly peeled egg.
Her appearance changed in an instant, but the people in the dorm didn't feel surprised. They looked at her as usual, and no one paid her any attention when she walked on the street.
"001, what's going on? Am I not beautiful?"
"The host is very beautiful, but in everyone's eyes, you are a person with no presence. They wouldn't notice whether you are beautiful or not."
Zhao Zeli was furious, thinking she had to save up 1000 Face-Slapping Points to become a normal person.
However, she couldn't resist the temptation to spend the Face-Slapping Points midway, resulting in owing a pile of Face-Slapping Points as the college entrance examination approached.
"001, what should I do? I didn't expect earning Face-Slapping Points to be so slow. Why didn't my intentionally designed face-slapping methods work, and why do I have to rely on luck on the streets? Who can predict luck!"
"This system is very principled. If the host violates the rules again, the binding will be terminated."
After the midterm exams, Jun Jiuli returned the body to the original host. The original host diligently reviewed every day and took out a small amount of free time to watch Zhao Zeli court disaster.
The college entrance examination ended. Zhao Zeli was like a walking corpse. Her scores could only get her into a vocational college. The original host, on the other hand, was admitted to A University, majoring in law.
"001, I need money. The registration fee is over ten thousand. I want to exchange for money. So what if it's a vocational college? I will definitely succeed in the future."
"You can exchange for money if you have Face-Slapping Points."
"Then I'll owe it for now."
During Zhao Zeli's three years at the vocational college, she asked for more and more. She had no shortage of clothes, bags, jewelry, or travel, and even bought a sports car.
Her life was so carefree that she almost forgot about Face-Slapping Points, only earning meager amounts occasionally.
"Beep beep beep, alarm, alarm. Due to excessive debt, the system will soon terminate the binding."
"001, you can't go, you can't go!"
Zhao Zeli shouted on the street like a madwoman, "I'll go earn Face-Slapping Points right away. Won't you leave me, okay?"
"The host owes thirty million Face-Slapping Points in total, and all items purchased from the system will be recalled, along with the host's kidneys, eyes, and limbs."
"No, I don't want to."
Zhao Zeli's appearance changed drastically. When she reached her sports car, her limbs went limp.
She crawled into the car in the dark, slowly wriggling. Fortunately, there were no pedestrians around, or they would have been terrified.
After closing the car door, Zhao Zeli dared not move rashly. She had her phone assistant call 120 and helplessly called out to 001.
After leaving her body, 001 discovered the anomaly, but it was powerless to resist and thus dissipated into the air.
After she was sent to the hospital, no problems could be detected. Zhao Zeli knew she was finished. She tried to use the money in her card to hire someone to take care of her but was informed that the card had been frozen.
Just as she was wondering, Chu Shuheng (her husband from her previous life) came to her door.
"Miss Zhao, you are suspected of stealing my private property totaling 80 million. Do you have any explanation, or how did you manage it?"
Zhao Zeli shook her head helplessly, "I don't know you at all. You are slandering me. If you don't leave, I will call the police."
"Then call the police. I am also willing to go through legal procedures."
"Please, be merciful, can you let me go? I really don't know what's going on. With me like this now, how can you bully me like this?"
Zhao Zeli was very guilty. Where did 001 get so much money? She had felt something was wrong before, but with 001 protecting her, she was not afraid at all. If she could use it in this world, it must be the money from this world. Now that people were coming to her door, she had no way to solve it without 001.
"Heh, pretending to be pitiful is useless."
"That money is mine. It just appeared in my account. You can check if you don't believe me."
Chu Shuheng didn't want to waste more words with her. He thought Zhao Zeli was a very capable person and was willing to meet her. If she could be of great use, he wouldn't mind the loss. But now he was extremely disappointed. She was truly foolish and unaware.
Zhao Zeli, sitting in her wheelchair, reached out and grabbed frantically, "Sir, don't go, don't go. I beg you, don't sue me!"
The people around her looked at her with strange eyes. Zhao Zeli was soon sued. When asked how she stole the money, she just madly said she didn't know, mentioning systems and face-slapping. In the end, she was locked up in a mental hospital, and everything she bought was auctioned off to compensate Chu Shuheng.
Song Wanru attended her dream university, and every step of her life was well-planned. She lived a peaceful life without major storms. Father and Mother Song spent every day happily with her by their side.
Zhong Yujin took Zhao Zeyu out to work. Since Zhao Zeyu was too young and needed him to support him, they could only rent a place to live. When they left, their phones were accidentally stolen. He forgot his parents' phone numbers and the password to his old accounts, so he couldn't contact his family.
Zhong Yujin worked in a factory for a month before buying a phone. Life was very hard. Finally, he was tricked into being taken abroad to earn big money. He considered the person his brother, but the other person treated him like a human leek. After arriving abroad, regardless of their age, both of them went to work together. The language barrier put them at a disadvantage. They did the hardest work every day, yet their wages were pitifully low, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
Zhong Yujin often regretted that if he had listened to his parents and gotten into college through sports, he would surely have achieved something in the future and wouldn't have to do manual labor like this. But looking at Zhao Zeyu lying beside him, he felt it was all worth it. On the verge of death, they both realized something was wrong, looked at each other with disgust, and died with their eyes wide open.