As for those novels where people frequently transmigrate into maids and servants and treat serving others as some kind of inspirational life-enrichment experience, Xie Zhaofan found them utterly incomprehensible.
Whenever she encountered such plots in the past, she couldn’t help but want to criticize them.
Had those authors ever actually served anyone?
If it were her, she would probably have looked for a way to escape on the very first day. With her freakish strength, if anyone dared to stop her, she would simply hop the wall and make a run for it.
If she really had nowhere to go, she could at worst find a mountain bandit leader to join. Being a female bandit was better than selling oneself into slavery; at least a female bandit was her own master.
Xie Zhaofan discovered that since transmigrating, she found practically everything in this world disagreeable.
Eating was inconvenient, using the bathroom was inconvenient, bathing was inconvenient, she couldn't scroll through her phone at night, and she had to mind the rules whenever she went out.
Even saying a few words required contemplating whether she would violate some etiquette or law.
If it weren't for the mysterious system in her mind supporting her, she wouldn't be willing to stay in this ancient society for a single day more, even if it killed her.
Fortunately, after the tossing and turning of the past few days, the most important problem of basic food and clothing had finally been resolved.
Ever since that morning when Xie Zhaofan had lifted her with one hand, Mother Ma from the kitchen seemed like a completely different person.
Every day when she delivered food, she was exceptionally respectful, and the portions grew more substantial each time.
Later on, Xie Zhaofan even wondered if she was being a bit excessive; after all, as someone who had grown up in a modern, civilized society, she was actually relying on physical threats against an old woman to get extra food.
But upon second thought, she felt at ease. In this era, the law of the jungle seemed to be the primary rule.
When you have no power, others can bully you as they please. Once you have power, others naturally treat you with civility.
It had to be said… being a powerful villain was indeed much more comfortable than being a law-abiding, honest person.
At least in this environment, others wouldn't dare lightly trample over you.
However, Xie Zhaofan didn't let it go to her head. She knew very well that her so-called strength was currently quite limited.
Being able to lift a servant woman or jump over a few courtyard walls didn't mean she was invincible under heaven.
Moreover, this world clearly contained many things she didn't understand.
Therefore, over the past few days, the thing she spent the most time researching was actually her system.
After all, as foolish as she was, she knew this was the foundation of her survival.
She couldn't recite poetry, nor could she plagiarize any immortal literary masterpieces, let alone possess the ability to manufacture glass, soap, or perfume based on ancient technological levels.
Her only reliance was this mysterious system in her mind.
Unfortunately… this system was far too aloof.
Xie Zhaofan had studied it for several consecutive days, but besides that semi-transparent attribute panel, the system gave no active response.
[Host: Xie Zhaofan]
[Lifespan: ∞]
[Strength: 13]
[Agility: 4]
[Constitution: 4]
[Spirit: 6]
[Free Attribute Points: 0]
Every time she summoned it, it was always the same thing.
No missions, no prompts, no mall, no lottery, and certainly no explanation for leveling up.
She had even tried all sorts of different summoning methods.
“System?”
No reaction.
“System Papa?”
No reaction.
“System Granddaddy?”
Still no reaction.
“Could you come out for a moment? Let’s talk?”
The air was so quiet it was despairing.
Xie Zhaofan once suspected if this so-called system was just a hallucination brought on by mental trauma after transmigrating.
Yet her terrifying strength told her clearly that all of this was real.
Specifically, that semi-transparent panel floating in her mind didn't look like something a normal human could possess no matter how she looked at it.
Thus, she could only temporarily treat this system as a high-tech product that didn't like to talk.
Since she couldn't wake it up, she would study it slowly. Anyway, the one thing she wasn't lacking right now was time.
Oh! To be precise, it was infinite time.
Only… she looked down at the courtyard where she was confined and suddenly felt a bit aimless again.
The system had no missions, and she couldn't go out. So, what exactly should she do every day?
Xie Zhaofan pondered for a long time and ultimately found that she didn't seem to have any deep-seated grudges to avenge.
Although the original host had been despised by the Xie family, strictly speaking, she had always been the one actively causing trouble, and others hadn't actively bullied her.
In fact, when Xie Jinyi had first returned, the Xie parents had even tried to placate her.
It was only because the original host was reckless and targeted Xie Jinyi time and again that everyone's patience had been exhausted. Therefore, she really had no reason to seek revenge now.
As for competing for the Xie family’s assets? Xie Zhaofan temporarily had no interest in that either.
She had even prepared herself to leave the Prime Minister's residence in the future and find a way to live her own life.
Since there was nothing to do, she could only find some amusement for herself.
And so, during the days, she exercised, slept, and researched the system.
At night, she began to secretly pay attention to the movements in the neighboring courtyard. For no other reason than her being truly curious about Xie Jinyi’s “Prince.”
Since their accidental encounter that night, Xie Zhaofan had discovered that Xie Jinyi actually frequently went out late at night.
At first, it was almost every day, but later it became once every other day. Each time she went out, the duration varied, and she was always escorted by that female expert when she returned.
Xie Zhaofan guessed that the remaining toxins in that Prince had likely been mostly cleared by Xie Jinyi; otherwise, the frequency of treatment wouldn't have decreased.
She even wanted to follow them to take a look several times.
Unfortunately… her Lightwork was truly non-existent. Although her strength was currently astonishing, her Agility remained at a pitiful four points.
Climbing a wall was no problem, but tracking a heroine who could scale walls and leap over roofs?
Better to forget it. She was only afraid that just as she got over the wall, the other person would have already vanished.
However, tonight, the situation seemed a little different.
Xie Zhaofan was lying on the bed counting the beams of the roof out of sheer boredom when she suddenly heard a faint movement outside.
Her eyes instantly lit up. Was the elder sister who was sneaking out to date finally back?
Xie Zhaofan immediately rolled out of bed, threw on an outer robe, and expertly moved to the window.
Sure enough, under the moonlight, Xie Jinyi was being held by a tall figure as they flew in from outside the courtyard wall.
Only this time, the person escorting her back was no longer that female hidden guard with superb Lightwork, but a man!
Xie Zhaofan’s eyes widened a fraction.
The man was tall and straight, wearing a luxurious xuan-colored brocade robe that shimmered faintly under the moonlight.
He held Xie Jinyi’s slender waist with one hand and tapped the top of the wall with his toe, allowing the two of them to land steadily within the courtyard.
His movements were incredibly suave. Xie Zhaofan fell silent—yet another one who could fly.
Did the people of this world have no respect for martial ethics at all?
She worked so hard just to climb a wall that she nearly fell flat on her face, yet these people could land easily while holding someone. This was just too demoralizing.
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