After Being Transformed Into Cannon Fodder For Death, The Heartthrob Chapter 7

“Money in one hand, goods in the other,” a phrase like this usually appears when someone wants another person dead. To a large extent, the person saying these words harbors ill intentions.

Ye Qingyun tentatively replied at the end of the post: [Isn’t he just some dullard writing incomprehensible garbage? Is he really worth that much money? Bro, you don’t have so much money you don’t know where to spend it, do you?]

Ye Qingyun waited for a while, refreshed the post, and was not surprised to find that the poster had not replied to him.

What a cold-hearted big shot. It would be even better if the target wasn’t him.

Ye Qingyun naturally wouldn’t sit around waiting for death. He could hack into the poster’s terminal to see who that person was and where they were now. If they were truly nearby, he could prepare sooner.

Ten minutes later, Ye Qingyun gasped.

He had found the poster’s information.

The poster, Li Jia, was a notorious serial killer wanted throughout the entire galaxy.

But… he also found that the poster, Li Jia, had been pronounced dead by the terminal a while ago.

And the time of death was precisely around the time the last reply was sent on the post.

Ye Qingyun stared at the terminal, lost in thought.

The System’s voice rang out in his mind: [Ah, that bad guy is dead! The Heavenly Dao is just; bad guys all have to die. Host, you don’t need to worry!]

Ye Qingyun shook his head.

It was certainly wonderful for him that the bad guy died suddenly right after posting, but such a coincidence was highly unlikely.

There was another possibility—the poster had planned this for a long time and didn’t want to expose their information. They killed Li Jia, and just as Li Jia was about to die, they stole Li Jia’s terminal, posted the bounty, replied to the message, and then threw the terminal back onto the now completely dead Li Jia.

If that person was already nearby…

He absolutely couldn’t rely on the Scum Gong to help him. Was it too late to hug the Protagonist’s thigh now? The Protagonist was kind-hearted and treated him well; surely he wouldn’t mind his previous disrespectful remarks!

Ye Qingyun decisively bid farewell to the System: [Goodbye, little System. I’m not doing the mission. Between a headache from Breaking Character and dying inexplicably, I choose the headache. Our fate ends here. Anyway, being killed by some random passerby doesn’t count as completing the mission, right?]

System: […?]

System: [No, please, Boss! Without you, I can’t find anyone else to fill this role! QAQ]

Ye Qingyun: [Then what do you suggest? I’ve been diligently following the plot, but you guys are completely clueless about the plot changes in this world.]

The System quickly sent a problem report to the main system. Upon receiving a reply, it hurriedly apologized to Ye Qingyun and promised that they would not let him die at the hands of an unknown passerby. They would also investigate the reason for the plot changes.

Ye Qingyun snorted, setting aside his worry for his life, and found the leisure to look at the other various bounty posts.

The people sought in the other bounty posts were either enemies of the poster or the poster coveted something the target possessed.

Among these bounty posts, one was particularly unique.

[Seeking the legendary Humanoid Weapon who absolutely never betrays the person they fall in love with. If anyone knows, private message me. Lots of money offered.]

Ye Qingyun saw this melodramatic title and immediately clicked on it with great interest.

Although he had never heard of this person, this was exactly the kind of character that fit their melodramatic plot development!

With such high status, this person was definitely a pursuer of the Protagonist, no doubt about it.

Ye Qingyun continued reading and found that the repliers below all sneered at the poster: [Are you dreaming? If someone really found that person, who would tell you their whereabouts?]

[If I ran into them, I’d definitely keep them for myself. Relying on them to throw my weight around is worth far more than your few thousand Star Coins reward, isn’t it?]

Ye Qingyun was utterly confused. Fortunately, there were quite a few people discussing the topic in the thread, so he quickly replied and asked: [What legend is this? Does such a person really exist?]

Soon, someone replied to him: [You don’t know this? This is a widely circulated legend in the galaxy.

Legend says there is a family with a special Bloodline. Every few hundred years, they produce an offspring with extremely powerful strength. Accompanying this power is a curse: the absolute inability to betray the person they love. Whoever can make that person fall in love with them is practically hugging a Golden Finger as big as a mountain!]

[Heh heh, I heard that thousands of years ago, the Emperor of the Empire tricked that generation’s person into loving him, and then drove that person to conquer the empire for him. What a piece of trash! Tsk tsk tsk, that was a genius with 3S Ability and Mental Strength!]

[Don’t talk about others—wouldn’t you trick them? I definitely would.]

Ye Qingyun frowned slightly as he watched the discussion.

Using someone else’s feelings like that made him feel a little disgusted.

Ye Qingyun thought for a moment and asked again: [Even if they are found, how can you confirm whether they are that person?]

Someone quickly replied: [Of course there’s evidence, otherwise wouldn’t it be a blind search? It is said that a Tattoo will slowly appear on the person loved by that individual. The larger the area of the Tattoo, the more that person loves you.]

Ye Qingyun curled his lip and exited the forum.

He had read the entire book back then and never saw such a person appear in it. The author had pulled out every conceivable young talent to write the emotional arc for the Protagonist, Gu Shenyuan, but in the end, couldn’t find anyone suitable for Gu Shenyuan’s personality, so they gave up. If such a person truly existed, the author should have brought them out long ago.

He only hoped that such a person truly didn’t exist, so he wouldn’t have to face the emotional torment of unknown authenticity.

The System also read the post with Ye Qingyun and sighed: [Can such a person really exist? What a miserable life they must lead.]

Ye Qingyun sighed: [Looking on the bright side, they might not live miserably. Maybe they live under an assumed name, keeping their identity secret, being indifferent to everyone, and absolutely refusing to fall in love with anyone. Then they use their powerful strength to live a life above others.]

Ye Qingyun paused, then dismissed his own idea. The human heart is unpredictable; no one can say whether they might fall in love at first sight. The safest option would be to find a secluded place and live alone, becoming a happy farmer.

The System asked again: [If that person were you, what would you do?]

[Me?] Ye Qingyun thought for a moment, [I might formulate an agent to suppress love hormones.]

That person could certainly do the same, but such an agent was not available on the market, nor had anyone researched it, making it difficult to obtain a finished product.

However, asking others for help would also be dangerous. What if his identity was guessed?

…Why was he thinking so much about this? Such a person shouldn’t exist in this world. He was worrying for nothing. He might as well hurry up and prepare lessons for the studious Gu Shenyuan.

Thinking this, Ye Qingyun got up, drank a nutrient solution, and sat down at his desk.

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Late at night, artificial wind blew, rustling the open pages of a book.

Gu Shenyuan pressed down on the Pharmacology page, placing it in the corner of the desk, tucked behind Ye Qingyun’s book, arranging it in a way that would pique curiosity. Only then did he turn off the light and get into bed.