《Quick Transmigration: I Am the Ultimate BOSS》 Chapter 1: The film queen #Breaking News: Rising star Rivers Vivienne marries into a wealthy family, exclusive coverage of the lavish wedding!# #Marrying while pregnant, Rivers Vivienne announces her retirement from the entertainment industry to support her husband and raise their children.# #Victory in life: Rivers Vivienne stuns in a million-dollar wedding gown!# #Rivers Vivienne: The most beautiful version of a woman is when she marries for love.# ... The media had been abuzz for the past two days, flooded with news about Rivers Vivienne''s marriage into a wealthy family. The prominent and powerful family of the D''Auremont clan had such an overwhelming background that the media dared not report recklessly. Instead, their focus shifted to Rivers Vivienne and her family. A star marrying into wealth had always been a hot topic. This time, Rivers Vivienne''s marriage drew even more attention than usual. Arden Forster turned on the television, unlocked her phone, and even while browsing the newspapers, all she could see was news about them. It was almost impossible to avoid. Mrs. Forster noticed her daughter sighing and thought she was heartbroken over Marc D''Auremont''s wedding. "Arden, don''t take it too hard. I''ll find you someone a hundred times better than Marc D''Auremont. Marc D''Auremont, for all his charm, is aimless and unwilling to improve himself. Aside from his handsome face, there¡¯s nothing remarkable about him. Mr. D''Auremont even said that you could choose anyone else in the D''Auremont family, and whoever you marry would inherit the family business. He promised you wouldn¡¯t suffer any loss.¡± Arden knew her mother said this to comfort her. Although the Forster family maintained friendly relations with the D''Auremont family, the old patriarch''s words were meant to console her after Marc D''Auremont broke off the engagement. It couldn''t be taken seriously. In truth, the original owner of Arden''s body had harbored feelings for Marc D''Auremont. But now, Arden felt no affection for him whatsoever. That''s right, Arden Forster was no longer the same person as before. She was now a cultivator from another world who had trained for three thousand years. Just as she was about to ascend to immortality, she failed the tribulation and her soul became bound to a system called 003. She had no idea what this system really was, but it managed to collect her shattered soul and bind it together. It claimed that as long as she completed its missions, she could achieve immortality. Whether she could actually become immortal or not, Arden didn¡¯t have high hopes. But after training for three thousand years with this goal in mind, she found it hard to just give up. So, she accepted the system''s offer and traveled to three thousand worlds, taking on the role of the ultimate BOSS. Even though she grew up in a world full of cultivators, having lived twenty years in this modern world, she understood what being a "BOSS" and "system" meant. A BOSS¡¯s main job was to provide experience and gear for the protagonist. The system explained that every fictional world had someone with exceptionally good fortune ¨C the protagonist. For the protagonist to grow, they need to go through all kinds of hardships. On every path to a protagonist''s success, there are countless cannon fodder, supporting characters, and villains. These characters exist to act as stepping stones for the protagonist, helping them rise to the top. Among them, the ultimate BOSS is the most important. Defeating the BOSS doesn¡¯t just provide massive experience points and achievements; it also allows the protagonist to seize the BOSS''s cheat powers, showcasing their supreme abilities and solidifying their role as the true protagonist. So, Arden''s mission in each world was simple: bring along her overpowered abilities, cause chaos, enjoy life, and occasionally create some trouble for the protagonist. Afterward, she would just sit back and wait for them to come and defeat her. In every world, she would have a different cheat power, which she would only temporarily possess. The ultimate goal was to pass it on to the protagonist after her character''s "exit." The system even mentioned that she could resist and use any means necessary to deal with the protagonist ¨C after all, she was the ultimate BOSS. Isn¡¯t a BOSS just a villain who creates obstacles for the protagonist? When the system explained this, it seemed confident, thinking: "After all, the protagonist has unparalleled fortune and destiny. There''s no way they would lose." But reality had its own way of teaching lessons, and karma struck sooner than expected. The protagonist of this world was a rising actress named Rivers Vivienne ¨C but not yet. Her true journey began after her rebirth. Rivers Vivienne was a young starlet on the rise. Despite only being in the industry for two years, she had already achieved remarkable success. She had a soothing voice, refined acting skills, and an elegant beauty that exuded charisma. In just two films, she won the Best Newcomer award for one and Best Supporting Actress for the other. With such talent, it was no surprise that she quickly gained popularity. Rivers Vivienne had a bright future ahead of her, yet at this critical moment, she announced her retirement from the industry to get married. People could understand her decision, though. After all, she was marrying into one of the country''s most prestigious and affluent families. With a life of luxury guaranteed, why bother working anymore? However, after Rivers Vivienne got married, she soon realized that life in high society wasn''t as glamorous as it seemed. The D''Auremont family was a powerful and sprawling household, with many relatives and constant internal strife that was no less dramatic than the entertainment industry. She married Marc D''Auremont, a classic playboy who lived indulgently and contributed nothing to the family¡¯s businesses. Most of the family¡¯s fortune was out of his reach, leaving him to survive on a modest portion of the inheritance, essentially living off what he already had for the rest of his life. Marc D''Auremont had always been a notorious flirt, changing girlfriends as frequently as he changed clothes. But after bringing Rivers Vivienne into his life, it seemed as if he had found his true love.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. He became devoted to her, staying loyal and even taking the drastic step of breaking off his previous engagement for her. At the beginning of their relationship, they truly experienced a period of passionate and tender love, a romance so intense it felt like life and death were intertwined. They even had a "fruit of their love" by the time they got married...! But as the saying goes, habits are hard to change. Before long, Marc D''Auremont¡¯s true nature came to light. While Rivers Vivienne was pregnant, Marc couldn¡¯t resist and had an affair. Though he swore it was a one-time mistake, Rivers, who couldn¡¯t tolerate even a grain of sand in her eyes, was furious. In her anger, she terminated the pregnancy and demanded a divorce...! Their marriage didn¡¯t even last half a year before she sought to end it. However, the D''Auremont patriarch refused to allow such a scandal to tarnish the family name, forbidding them from divorcing. And so, Rivers and Marc became a feuding couple, stuck in a cycle of mutual hurt. It was during this time that Rivers came to a harsh realization: she should never have given up her career and dreams for a man like him. Later, Rivers was reborn, returning to the moment before Marc¡¯s betrayal. Knowing exactly what was going to happen, she decisively ended the pregnancy and resolved to divorce Marc. However, after her rebirth, Rivers Vivienne''s mindset changed. Her newfound calmness and the mysterious depth in her eyes seemed to draw Marc D''Auremont in, making him unwilling to divorce her no matter what. This is the typical trope of a scumbag man having a change of heart. If Marc were the male lead, their story would undoubtedly follow the clich¨¦ path of reconciliation, leading to a happy-ever-after family. But Marc wasn¡¯t the only male lead¡ªor rather, he wasn¡¯t the true protagonist at all. After her rebirth, Rivers seemed to radiate a magnetic charm, becoming the center of everyone''s admiration. People adored her, and her star rose even higher in the entertainment industry. She not only lived a carefree and fulfilling life but also attracted the attention of numerous outstanding men. Each of these men loved her deeply, passionately, as if their lives revolved around her. She became their everything. But by then, Rivers no longer believed in love. Though she formed relationships with them, she didn¡¯t truly love anyone. Among these admirers were Marc D''Auremont''s cousins, his close friends... and even his uncle wasn¡¯t spared. In other words, nearly everyone ended up "putting a green hat" on Marc, one after another. ("Putting a green hat" is a Chinese idiom that refers to a man being cheated on, with his partner being unfaithful without his knowledge.) Although Marc was unwilling to let go, he eventually gave up the idea of monopolizing Rivers Vivienne. He couldn¡¯t stand the fact that he barely held even a fraction of her heart. It was something he simply couldn¡¯t accept. The other men felt the same way. Yet, when they looked into her "sorrowful and longing eyes," their hearts ached too much to pressure her. In the end, they all agreed to share her. Eventually, Rivers was moved by their devotion. So many exceptional men were willing to set aside their pride and share her out of love. This restored her faith in love once again. And so, this unusual group of admirers reached their "happy ending" together. ...! This is the typical Mary Sue novel trope that has been popular for the past few years¡ªa story where a perfect protagonist captivates everyone. Arden Forster, who had once wholeheartedly loved Marc D''Auremont, kept creating trouble for them, only to eventually be dealt with by Rivers Vivienne¡¯s admirers, who teamed up to remove Marc¡¯s ex-fianc¨¦e. In this case, Arden''s "golden hand" was the system. As long as she completed the tasks set by the system, she would be rewarded with various resources, including beauty items and script opportunities... Essentially, the system was tailor-made to help Rivers Vivienne succeed. However, the system¡¯s real mission was for Arden to manipulate and interfere with all the men around, essentially turning her fianc¨¦''s reputation into a public mess. Arden utterly despised this ¡°green hat¡± system, so she generously passed on her golden hand to Rivers Vivienne without waiting for her to defeat her first. Arden believed that creating obstacles for the protagonists, with their ridiculous plans, didn¡¯t require such a powerful golden hand to succeed. At the moment, Rivers Vivienne had just married Marc D''Auremont. It hadn''t even been half a year since her rebirth, and she had slept with Marc''s cousin on the very same day she was reborn. To create trouble for Rivers Vivienne and sever her relationships with those men, Arden Forster knew that was the most important thing. Therefore, Arden didn''t have time to hesitate. She had a plan and immediately set it into motion. Thinking about this, Arden asked her mother, "Mom, when is the upcoming banquet at the D''Auremont family?" Mrs. Forster was startled, thinking Arden was still unable to move on from Marc. She hurriedly advised, "Arden, you need to let it go. Marc is already married..." The Forster family could not compare to the D''Auremonts. Unlike the D''Auremont family, the Forster family wasn''t as large, with only Arden and her cousin, Lam L?ng, in the current generation. As a daughter, Arden didn''t need to inherit the family business, and she had been pampered since childhood. Whatever she wanted, someone would always be there to fulfill her wishes. Because of this, the daughters of the Forster family were proud, noble, and could have any man they desired. How could they stoop to taking a man who was already married? Arden understood her mother''s concerns and smiled. "Mom, don''t worry. I never liked Marc. The special treatment I gave him before was only because he was my fianc¨¦¡ªjust out of courtesy." In reality, Arden had crossed over from her childhood. Growing up, she was hungry for knowledge about this world, constantly learning everything she could. To other people, Arden Forster appeared as a bookworm who showed no interest in anyone except her family. It was only Marc D''Auremont that she would take the initiative to greet. But that was merely because she knew, in the future, Marc would be surrounded by problems, and she felt a sense of sympathy for him. This small difference in how she treated him became the proof everyone used to assume that she liked him. So, when Marc broke off their engagement, everyone thought Arden would react in some way. Mrs. Forster thought for a moment and realized there really wasn¡¯t anything special. It was just a casual greeting whenever they happened to meet. However, because Arden had always been reserved and rarely took the initiative to speak to others, her behavior led people to mistakenly believe that she had developed feelings for Marc. It was good that Arden didn¡¯t like him. Her precious daughter would find someone better. A man like Marc, who was a flirt and lived recklessly, was something Mrs. Forster found utterly displeasing. If it weren''t for the old patriarchs of both families deciding on the engagement, Mrs. Forster would never have considered marrying off her daughter from such a young age. Marc D''Auremont had been a fine young man when he was a child, but she didn¡¯t understand why he had turned out the way he was as an adult. Mrs. Forster felt at ease and took the initiative to bring Arden to various social events. She wanted to create opportunities for her daughter to choose her own husband. In the past, Arden wasn¡¯t fond of social gatherings and rarely attended. But now, in order to complete her mission, attending a few events wouldn¡¯t hurt. At the D''Auremont family''s elder''s birthday banquet, the atmosphere was sophisticated and elegant, filled with fine food and elegant decor. The men were refined and poised, while the women were graceful and skilled in conversation. Everyone was dressed to the nines, their wealth and influence clear for all to see. The D''Auremont family had many grandchildren, with the direct line alone having four brothers. Apart from the youngest, Marc D''Auremont, who wasn¡¯t married, the other three had families of their own, each with at least one child, not to mention Mr. and Mrs. D''Auremont...! In total, the D''Auremont family hosted a dozen or more banquets every year, with so many people coming and going, making the gatherings lose their novelty over time. If there was anything new, it was the appearance of Rivers Vivienne. After all, this was the first banquet since Rivers Vivienne¡¯s arrival, and she was pregnant. As the first-born of the fourth generation of the D''Auremont family, the baby naturally received a lot of attention. However, that was about it. Rivers Vivienne was repeatedly told by the matriarch not to go out and greet guests, only to appear after the banquet had started. Meanwhile, Marc D''Auremont stayed in the room, accompanying her. At one corner of the banquet, hidden behind some trees, the eldest son of the D''Auremont family, Laxus D''Auremont, led his cousins and other family members of the same generation, chatting casually. This group of seven or eight men were all well-known figures, each one a target of pursuit for the young ladies of noble families. But unfortunately, they were all men who were entangled in the affairs of painting the top of Marc D''Auremont green. Chapter 2: A Strange Encounter "...! The Old Town project, does Big Brother Friedrich have any interest in it?" "If you can''t handle it alone, I can help you with it." "Then, thank you." ...! The older generation was discussing business matters, and the younger people found it boring. However, sitting outside with the elders was even more tiresome, so they casually started chatting. "Albus, why don''t you call your sister-in-law down? I was overseas when they got married and didn¡¯t get to see what the beauty looks like, the one who managed to tame Marc D''Auremont." "Isn¡¯t it just two eyes, a nose, and a mouth? What¡¯s so special to see?" Albus D''Auremont smirked, clearly not interested in Rivers Vivienne. He was the youngest grandson of the D''Auremont family, and as a child, his fair skin earned him the nickname "Albus." - Lorian Albus D''Auremont "It''s different though. She¡¯s the first to marry in the group. She even managed to make Marc, the notorious playboy, change his ways, and break his engagement with the Forster family. This girl must have something special, don¡¯t you think?" Elias von Adlerburg was extremely curious. Elias started the conversation, and the others followed, eager to discuss. "Speaking of which, that Forster girl is quite pitiful, isn¡¯t she? She loved Marc, only to have a little celebrity get in her way. With Arden Forster''s background, anyone who married her would be fortunate, but sadly, Marc didn¡¯t like her." The Forster family¡¯s only daughter, and also the granddaughter of the Montclair family, her status was enough to overshadow all the other noble ladies in the circle. "The bookworm beauty from the Forster family? Forget it, too simple. No one would even think about marrying her." The thought of having someone from the Forster and Montclair families endure humiliation was beyond the pale. "Shh, don¡¯t say anything more. Adrian and the Montclair brothers are here." Everyone looked up just in time to see a group entering the banquet hall, led by Adrian Forster, with the Montclair brothers, Fortis and Flux, following behind. The others weren¡¯t unfamiliar, but the girl next to Adrian was a bit of a surprise. She wore a white gown and had exceptionally beautiful eyes, like clear, tranquil mountains¡ªpure and untainted, spotless and ethereal. Her beauty was undeniable, but what made her impossible to ignore was the extraordinary aura she exuded, as if she were not of this world, untouched by the mundane, with little regard for anything around her. Was this the bookworm, Arden Forster? No one could quite believe it. They hadn¡¯t interacted with her much before, not even exchanging a few words, and their impression of her was limited to the rumors they had heard¡ª "Arden Forster likes reading, she holds books all day long." "Arden Forster reads everywhere, even during breaks." ...! Such rumors had left the impression that she was simply a bookish introvert. But now, seeing her in person, they realized how far removed these rumors were from reality. "This is Justus von Adlerburg, this is Elias von Adlerburg, Albus D''Auremont, Laxus D''Auremont..." Adrian Forster introduced everyone to Arden, mentioning each name. The men couldn''t help but straighten up, eager to leave a good impression on the beauty. But Adrian didn¡¯t give them the chance, making the introductions brief, only naming them without any further details. Albus D''Auremont didn¡¯t even get his real name introduced. Finally, Adrian leaned closer to Arden and quietly added, "You don¡¯t need to get too familiar with these guys. Just know them a bit; they¡¯re not good enough. If I find someone worthy, I¡¯ll introduce them to you." His words, though whispered, were overheard by everyone else. Not worth getting familiar with? Not good enough? Dude, did you just openly dismiss us? The key point was that Arden nodded along, obviously accepting his words as truth.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Adrian was pleased, while the others were left speechless. However, their long-standing relationships couldn¡¯t be undone by a few careless words. Instead, they understood Adrian¡¯s implied message: the Forster family would help Arden find the right man. If someone was only interested in playing around, they shouldn¡¯t waste her time. In this circle, there were unspoken rules¡ªif you were serious, you could approach, but if not, you should stay away, regardless of gender. Clearly, Arden was the "proper girl" type who wouldn¡¯t engage in casual affairs, so anyone who tried to flirt with her without intentions of marriage would be deemed utterly disrespectful. With that thought in mind, the group began making their plans. Albus D''Auremont, who wasn¡¯t as caught up in these social intricacies, was more curious about Arden and started a conversation with her: "You don¡¯t seem like the person the rumors say you are." "Huh? What did they say about me?" Arden was curious to know what people thought of her, as she had been so focused on her own studies for years that she paid little attention to the outside world. And since she had been used to solitary cultivation in the past, it was only natural she wasn¡¯t fully adapted to socializing in this world. "They say you¡¯re a bookworm, wooden beauty, uninteresting, dry..." Albus D''Auremont listed off the rumors, not realizing that he was speaking in front of her, "You really read books every day? I¡¯ve never seen you around before." "Don¡¯t believe the rumors," Arden answered honestly, "Besides reading, I also use the computer and phone." The group around them couldn¡¯t help but chuckle, exchanging amused looks. "Is there really a difference?" Albus D''Auremont, now more intrigued, pressed further: "So, if the rumors aren¡¯t true, does that mean the story about you liking my brother is false too?" "Mmmmmmm." "Then why did you only let him get close before?" Not just Caelus, but everyone else wanted to know. Who didn¡¯t know that for years, Marc was the only one who made Arden look at him differently? Arden hesitated for a moment, considering her words carefully: "Actually, apart from reading, I also like to study other things, like faces." Everyone perked up, curious. "What¡¯s special about Marc¡¯s face?" "Everyone has a different fortune, represented by different colors. Purple means nobility and good fortune; the closer it is to purple, the better. White means normal; gray and black indicate bad luck. But I¡¯ve never seen the color green. When I looked at Marc, I saw a green cloud over his head, so I found it odd." A green... cloud? The group held back their laughter at first, but eventually couldn¡¯t stop themselves from bursting out in laughter. But despite their laughter, no one truly believed Arden. After all, Marc was married to Rivers Vivienne now, and with her background, it seemed impossible for him to be unfaithful. It was likely just Arden¡¯s frustration from their broken engagement speaking through her. "Arden, do you really not know what the green cloud means?" Albus D''Auremont, unable to hold it in anymore, laughed out loud. "I know what you¡¯re implying, but that¡¯s not what I mean. Marc really has green on his fortune, like a field of grass..." Arden nodded calmly. "Ha ha ha..." The group couldn¡¯t hold back another round of laughter. Imagining Marc¡¯s fate like a grassy plain, they briefly pondered the idea¡ªwas she cursing him? But in this social circle, where women were to be respected, was it possible that Arden truly intended to make such a subtle jab at Marc? Even Adrian and the Montclair brothers were amused, sensing that Arden might be getting back at Marc for their broken engagement. "Ha ha ha..." A green cloud over Marc¡¯s head? Was this some sort of metaphor? Was Arden predicting his downfall? Though they knew it was highly unlikely, they couldn¡¯t help but feel a bit curious. No one took her words seriously, but Arden wasn¡¯t bothered. After all, she wasn¡¯t here to deal with Marc; she was here to prevent any more relationships from forming between the men and Rivers Vivienne. "You have a pure heart, so you must have a talent for martial arts. I have a secret martial arts manual¡ªwould you like to learn?" Smiling at Albus D''Auremont, she said. The group: "..." What the heck? Had she been reading too many kung fu novels? But Arden wasn¡¯t joking. She actually had a technique she wanted to pass on to Albus D''Auremont. Based on the original story, the men who got involved with Rivers Vivienne were all easily swayed by her after her rebirth, as if possessed. Arden intended to teach them how to remain calm and resist such temptations. This might seem easy, but it was difficult. The world¡¯s spiritual energy was weak, and after practicing for twenty years, Arden had only reached the lowest level of cultivation. However, the method she intended to pass on wasn¡¯t for cultivation, but for martial arts techniques that she had modified with her experience. At the highest level, one could reach a state of energy manipulation, but no matter how hard they tried, the men could never achieve that level. However, regular practice would make them healthier, and the breathing techniques would improve their vitality. Based on Arden''s observations, Albus D''Auremont seemed to have the purest heart, with no hidden intentions, making him the perfect candidate. Albus D''Auremont thought she was joking and went along with it. "Alright, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s so special about this technique." Arden didn¡¯t want to just explain it; she snapped her fingers, and a visible stream of energy appeared. The tea cup in front of Albus D''Auremont immediately lost a corner, sliced as cleanly as if cut by a laser. Albus D''Auremont¡¯s eyes widened in shock, and everyone else was left stunned. This wasn¡¯t something an ordinary person could do! The evidence was right in front of them. No one dared to question it. When they recovered from their shock, all eyes were on Arden with newfound respect. "Master, do you have any disciples? What do you think of my talent?" Arden smiled. "Since you¡¯ve called me master, I can¡¯t refuse." And so, the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly shifted as everyone excitedly shouted in unison¡ª "Master!" Chapter 3: The Green Hat system Everyone''s reaction was exactly what Arden Forster had expected. After all, they had seen it for themselves. Even though there was some force involved, their curiosity was satisfied, and they were eager to learn. It was just a mental technique, harmless and with no bad effects. Even if they couldn¡¯t master it, it still helped improve their physical condition. In the end, Arden was giving them face, allowing them to fulfill their little desires to learn something. Even if no alliances were formed, their relationships with the Forster family wouldn¡¯t end badly. By the end of the banquet, Arden had already achieved most of her goals. At this rate, the rest would be easy. The banquet started, and Rivers Vivienne, who had been protected, finally walked out holding Marc D''Auremont¡¯s hand. She wore a black dress, with her shoulders slightly exposed, giving off a seductive vibe. Maybe because she was pregnant, she had a gentle smile, radiating warmth and motherly glow. Marc D''Auremont stood by her side, supporting her carefully. Their gazes exchanged, full of tenderness. They had just married, in the most romantic phase of their relationship. Marc hadn¡¯t crossed any boundaries yet, and Rivers Vivienne hadn¡¯t terminated her pregnancy. Arden had seen Rivers Vivienne in the news, but seeing her in person was different. There were many things you couldn¡¯t understand from just photos. You needed to see the real person. Arden carefully observed Rivers Vivienne. Her aura was a mix of white with a hint of light purple, showing better luck than most people. Even Marc¡¯s aura wasn¡¯t that strong. Reincarnation was a delicate matter, after all. This wasn¡¯t someone with extraordinary luck. Unless something unexpected happened, she would likely have a peaceful life without any great blessings or big troubles. It was clear that before her rebirth, Rivers Vivienne wasn¡¯t considered the main character of her story. After her rebirth, though, she had become one. Arden¡¯s gaze lingered a little too long on Rivers Vivienne, and the others, like Albus D''Auremont, thought Arden was still hung up on Marc. Maybe she had even made up the "green cloud" thing above his head as an excuse to explain her feelings. However, no one dared to say anything directly to Marc. Arden had just agreed to teach them martial arts, and it didn¡¯t feel right to stir up trouble. Marc D''Auremont had already caused enough embarrassment for the Forster family by breaking off the engagement, so speaking behind his back wasn¡¯t a big deal. Adrian Forster noticed the situation but didn¡¯t want to bring it up during the banquet. Afterward, Arden and Adrian left in the car. "Arden, are you really going to teach them the techniques?" A few years ago, Arden had found a method of cultivation from an ancient book that had worked very well. She had shared it with her family, and even though they didn¡¯t have her talent, it helped them stay healthy. Even her grandfather was getting better with time. The Forster family wasn¡¯t selfish and didn¡¯t hide the technique, but there was one condition: they had to understand how the energy flowed through the body. Without at least 350 years of experience, they couldn¡¯t even start. Many common martial arts techniques were passed down, but most of them didn¡¯t have much effect.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Arden¡¯s family was able to get real results because she taught them a shortcut. Now, when she planned to teach Albus and the others, she was giving them the same shortcut. Teaching them wasn¡¯t a problem, but Adrian was worried about the consequences for Arden. "It¡¯s fine, brother. I know my limits and won¡¯t let anyone harm me," Arden reassured him. Her words calmed him, but he still added casually, "Marc and the little celebrity do seem to match well." "They¡¯ll break up within a year." Arden didn¡¯t pick up on his hint and shook her head. Adrian felt a deep sadness in his heart. He couldn¡¯t understand why his sister was still so infatuated with Marc. What was so great about him? After a moment, Arden smiled and said, "Brother, I really don¡¯t like Marc. You don¡¯t need to worry." Then she added, "And I¡¯m not lying about his fortune." Adrian, still unsure, half-believed her: "Really?" He wasn¡¯t sure if he was doubting Arden¡¯s feelings for Marc or her comments about his fortune. But time would reveal everything, and Arden confidently replied, "It¡¯s true." After attending several more banquets, Arden had achieved her goal and taught the techniques to the others, except for Marc¡¯s uncle, Cassian Boreas D''Auremont. He was a soldier and rarely home, so Arden hadn¡¯t met him yet. But there was no rush. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont was the last person Rivers Vivienne would influence, and the process was more complicated. He was a man of strong will, not easily tempted. At the same time, Arden became more familiar with the social circle. The rumors about her being a "bookworm" or a "wooden beauty" slowly faded away. How blind must someone be to mistake a goddess-like figure for a bookworm? The men, including Albus, were starting to feel the benefits of Arden¡¯s teachings. They had always been high-status, wealthy, and famous, but their lives had been full of stress, late nights, and pressure. After practicing the techniques, they noticed the positive effects quickly. No matter how tired they were, they could always sleep well by doing a little energy work before bed. Even after a full night of practice, they felt more refreshed and energized, and their minor health issues slowly disappeared. Soon, these men would realized how much they owed to Arden. At first, they had hoped to gain strength like Arden, but after a few years of training, they had let go of that goal. They hadn¡¯t expected to find such enjoyment in the process. As a result, Arden Forster became known as "Master," and at banquets, a group of handsome men would surround her, constantly calling her "Master," serving her tea, giving massages, and taking care of her every need. It was a lively scene. Others looked on in awe, unsure of why Arden was treated so differently. Many young ladies secretly envied her, but none dared to confront her. After all, no one was foolish enough to provoke her.
Time passed, and one morning, Rivers Vivienne woke up feeling different. She was the same on the outside, but her heart had changed. Her eyes were filled with wild determination, and anyone who saw her would be shocked. Luckily, no one else saw the change. As the madness in her eyes faded, confusion took over. What was happening? Wasn¡¯t she fighting with Marc¡¯s new lover? The woman, pregnant with his child, was threatening Rivers Vivienne to leave Marc. Everyone knew her marriage to Marc was only on paper, but as long as she held the title of Mrs. D''Auremont, no one could take that from her. Her last memory was of her falling down the stairs with the other woman...! Ah, she wondered if that baby would survive. Trying to play the role of a precious child? In her dreams! With her past failures, the D''Auremonts would never allow someone else to enter the family. Suddenly, Rivers Vivienne¡¯s thoughts shifted, and she looked around. This was the room she and Marc had lived in after their wedding, before everything fell apart. After she had gotten angry and terminated the pregnancy, the D''Auremonts had kicked her out. Rivers Vivienne¡¯s eyes widened in realization. She looked down at her belly, confirming her suspicions¡ªshe had been reborn! She was both excited and terrified. She quickly grabbed her phone, confirming the date. Everything was real; she was back in the past, before Marc had crossed any lines, and before she had terminated the pregnancy. It was as if nothing had ever happened, and she could still change everything. But Rivers Vivienne didn¡¯t want to go back. Even if everything hadn¡¯t happened yet, the memories she carried couldn¡¯t be erased. The years of pain had made her feelings for Marc disappear. The most urgent thing now was to divorce him quickly. This time, she wasn¡¯t going to fight with Marc. She wanted to go back to her career in entertainment and reclaim her glory. But to do that, she couldn¡¯t have any baggage. She couldn¡¯t risk the media painting her as a woman abandoned by her husband and left with a child. She didn¡¯t want her reputation to suffer any more. The baby had to go. She gently rubbed her belly, silently saying, "I¡¯m sorry, my child. You were never wanted. You were never meant to be, so you should leave. We never had a chance." At that moment, she heard a mechanical voice inside her head. [Beep! The green hat system has been activated...] [Beep! Little green hat has logged on. Please, host, try your best to gather the green hats! Our goal is... the Great Green Meadow!] Rivers Vivienne: "..." Chapter 4: The incident In the loud and chaotic bar, amidst the booming music and groups of men and women dancing, the noise was deafening and wild. In a quiet corner, Albus D''Auremont was celebrating his birthday with friends. He and his gang were intent on drinking until they were completely drunk. Standing up to offer a toast, Albus couldn¡¯t see his girl beside him. He swirled his drink, unaware of the white powder slowly dissolving into his glass. He picked up the glass and cheer, "This one is on you Luc, I toast you with this drink¡­" Meanwhile, Rivers Vivienne hesitated as she entered the bar. Feeling uneasy, she asked the system in her mind, "Is he really under the influence?" After spending the day exploring, Rivers Vivienne had figured out what the system was. She had learned how to use it, and essentially, completing the tasks it set for her would reward her with various prizes¡ªfamous director¡¯s works, excellent scripts, beauty items, and more! She didn¡¯t know exactly how the system worked, but she knew that in order to return to the entertainment industry, she needed resources. She couldn¡¯t afford to turn down this temptation. Even if it was real or fake, what harm could there be in trying? It couldn¡¯t be worse than her past life. Although the system¡¯s request was strange¡ªhelping Marc D''Auremont wear a "green hat"¡ªthe more green hats she added, the greater the rewards. She hesitated for only a second before agreeing. Marc D''Auremont could cheat, so why couldn¡¯t she make him wear a "green hat"? After all, their marriage was already just a formality. Thinking of the past, Rivers Vivienne felt no guilt about giving Marc a "green hat" and, in fact, felt it was her form of revenge. Her first target? Marc¡¯s cousin, Albus D''Auremont. The system had informed her that Albus had been drugged, and this was a rare opportunity. If she missed it, who knew when the next chance to complete the mission with him would come? The system¡¯s task was simple: it didn¡¯t matter if she manipulated or forced things¡ªjust creating a physical relationship was enough to complete the mission. That''s why she had appeared at this bar. As for the baby? The system had taken care of it¡ªcompletely neutralized, without any discomfort. After that, her stomach returned to normal, as if she had never been pregnant. This trick made her trust the system without question. [Beep! Host, rest assured, the system''s prediction is accurate. Albus D''Auremont is currently drugged and alone in a hotel.] "Go now, and there is a 99% chance to complete the task," the system reassured her. Rivers Vivienne felt relieved. In her mind, she comforted herself: "I¡¯m already here, what¡¯s the point of hesitating? It¡¯s just one time. Albus isn¡¯t bad-looking, and I¡¯m not losing anything. Plus, there are rewards to look forward to! This is a win-win situation." Following the system¡¯s instructions, Rivers Vivienne entered the room where Albus D''Auremont was.
Arden Forster, still cultivating late into the night, suddenly remembered that Rivers Vivienne had been reborn, and the night she was reborn, she had slept with Albus. She had just encountered Albus at the bar, where he was drugged, and luckily had managed to plant the first "seed" for Marc D''Auremont. Arden trusted her spiritual mark, but she wasn¡¯t sure how the drugged Albus would react.Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. She couldn¡¯t guarantee the situation, but at this point, if something had already happened, it was too late to worry. What was done was done, and worrying now would be a waste of energy. Arden returned to her training and decided to wait until tomorrow to see how things unfolded.
The hotel room was neat, with the initial decorations still in place, except for the bed and surrounding area, which were a mess. Clothes were scattered on the floor, the blanket half-fallen off, and the sheets were wrinkled. The sunlight seeped through the window, slowly warming the room. Albus woke up, disturbed by the light, and raised his hand to shield his eyes, annoyed that someone had opened the curtains. After a moment, Albus slowly woke up, turned his head, and looked at the other side of the bed. There, he saw long black hair on the pillow. Albus jolted upright. "Damn! Damn it! What was going on? He had told Lucas to take the girl away yesterday. How was she still here?" Albus'' eyes narrowed, his anger rising. Whoever dared to set him up would regret it. But when the girl on the bed slowly turned around, Albus'' eyes widened in disbelief. It was none other than Rivers Vivienne¡ªhis brother Marc¡¯s wife! Rivers Vivienne slowly woke up, her confused eyes making her look almost endearing in her sleepy state. When she saw Albus, she immediately screamed, pulling the blanket to cover her body. "Wh-What are you doing?!" she stammered, her eyes wide in panic as she looked at the mess around them. Her face grew serious: "We... we didn¡¯t do anything, right?" Her eyes were filled with desperation, and tears welled up, as if she only needed to hear "no" from him to burst into tears. Her sweet and innocent demeanor could move anyone, making them feel guilty and pity her. Had Albus not been spiritually marked by Arden, he might have fallen for Rivers Vivienne¡¯s act. But now, his mind was clear and rational, and he wasn¡¯t easily manipulated. He replied coldly, "Why is my sister-in-law here, who should be at home resting during her pregnancy? Yesterday, I was drugged and out of it. Were you also confused?" It was well-known within the D''Auremont family how much Marc valued the child Rivers Vivienne was carrying. It was impossible for her to be drinking or drugged. So how did she end up here in this bar, in this chaotic situation? More importantly, why was she in his bed, acting innocent? Firstly, she was pregnant and couldn¡¯t possibly be drinking, let alone to the point of losing her senses. Second, no one at home could have drugged her. And third, how did she get into his room? Lucas had left the door locked. She couldn¡¯t have opened it without a key. With so many inconsistencies, her act of innocence seemed overwhemly ridiculous. Albus'' expression grew colder as he put the pieces together. Rivers Vivienne was definitely not innocent in this situation. She wiped her eyes and tried to steady herself. "Are you doubting me?" she asked. She hadn¡¯t expected Albus, who was usually the most naive, to be this perceptive. Despite completing her task with Albus, she couldn¡¯t afford for him to suspect her. As Marc¡¯s wife, trying to seduce his cousin was a mistake she couldn¡¯t afford to make. The D''Auremont family would never let her get away with it. The D''Auremonts were powerful, and even if the system provided all the resources in the world, Rivers Vivienne wouldn¡¯t survive their wrath if they turned on her. First, she needed to calm Albus down. If she could keep this a secret, she could still find a way out. "Am I crazy for doing this? I¡¯m a victim too!" she said, trying to appear innocent. Albus coldly replied, "Don¡¯t let me find out you¡¯re involved in this. If I do, there will be consequences." After speaking, he quickly got dressed and left, not even bothering to wash his face. He didn¡¯t want to spend another second in the same room with her. Rivers Vivienne let out a relieve sigh as Albus left but felt an overwhelming pressure. She needed to focus on the rewards and completing the mission. She looked at the system¡¯s prompt with surprise. "Why is it just a supporting role?" she wondered. She had expected a major role, but it was just a supporting character. Could she have done all this for such a small part? The system reassured her: [Don¡¯t underestimate the system. This character is the perfect fit for you. If you perform well, you¡¯ll be more famous than the lead.] Rivers Vivienne began to understand. This was just the first step in her comeback, and even though people would think she was using the D''Auremont family¡¯s power, it was still a huge opportunity. Then the system added: [Aside from that, you¡¯ve received a Snow Lotus Pill as a reward. Try it, and you¡¯ll see.] Rivers Vivienne¡¯s eyes brightened when she saw the Snow Lotus Pill mentioned. She knew its benefits. Every woman dreamed of becoming more beautiful, especially with a beauty product that left no trace. Without hesitation, she took the pill. After the pill worked its magic, her skin became as white as snow, making her feel thrilled. Meanwhile, Albus, still at the bar, went to the manager and requested to see the security footage from last night. The manager, seeing it was the D''Auremont family¡¯s young master, immediately complied and led him to the monitoring room. When Albus saw Rivers Vivienne on the screen, entering the bar sober, and then heading straight to the elevator, he knew she hadn¡¯t been drugged. She had been fully aware of what she was doing. He took a deep breath and said, "Get me this footage, and destroy all copies. This cannot get out." Chapter 5: Sorry brother Albus D''Auremont stormed home, intending to show the footage to the family, wanting them to see Rivers Vivienne for what she truly was. But halfway there, he regained his composure and realized that this wasn¡¯t the right move. First, within the D''Auremont family, this was a personal embarrassment. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. Second, their family wasn¡¯t exactly harmonious. His parents and uncles were constantly trying to outdo each other, fighting for power. If this incident got to his second uncle¡¯s ears, it would be twisted and used against them, creating even more turmoil. Third, his relationship with Marc was complicated. In front of others, they were the closest brothers, but behind the scenes, both had their own thoughts. He wasn¡¯t sure how Marc would react if this came to light, and revealing the truth would only make things awkward for everyone. And most importantly, he couldn¡¯t take the humiliation. Being drugged and manipulated by Rivers Vivienne, only to have her plot behind his back¡ªthis was beyond foolish. It made him furious just thinking about it. With these thoughts in mind, Albus turned his car around and headed toward the Forster household. Arden Forster could immediately tell what had happened, but seeing Albus¡¯s expression, she was sure the spiritual mark was still working. He hadn¡¯t been fooled by Rivers Vivienne¡¯s scheming. Albus remained silent for a moment, feeling aggrieved as he looked at Arden, who was calmly reading a book, indifferent to his troubles. "Master, I¡¯ve made a fatal mistake." Arden remained unfazed, her expression as tranquil as ever. "It¡¯s over now. There¡¯s no need to dwell on it." She paused for a moment, then added, "And don¡¯t worry. You¡¯re not the only one." Albus looked startled. "Master, you knew?" How could she already know what had happened to him? He hadn¡¯t even had a chance to tell her, as if she could see everything! Of course, she had said before that she could read people¡¯s auras, and she¡¯d mentioned seeing a green cloud above Marc¡¯s head. Now, it seemed her predictions had come true. And the person who had been manipulated? It was him. Albus suddenly realized that his master wasn¡¯t just a martial arts expert; she seemed to have supernatural powers, able to see the past and future. It was no wonder she had been so calm all along. "Master, what should I do now?" Albus asked, genuinely seeking advice, thinking he had discovered something truly remarkable about Arden. "If I were you," Arden began, her tone still calm, "I would go to the D''Auremont family¡¯s patriarch and tell him. Don¡¯t let anyone else get a chance to retaliate." In the original storyline, Albus was easily swayed by Rivers Vivienne¡¯s cute, innocent demeanor. He felt guilty, thinking he had forced himself on her while drugged, and so he never questioned her. The two of them kept the secret between them. Later on, Marc became furious with Albus for betraying him and seducing his wife. The situation spiraled out of control, and in the end, everyone knew that Rivers Vivienne had used them all. By coming clean to the patriarch, Arden suggested, Albus could minimize the damage. The D''Auremont patriarch had seen worse, and telling him early would prevent things from getting worse. "Okay, I¡¯ll follow your advice, Master!" Albus agreed without hesitation. He had witnessed Arden¡¯s tactics before and trusted her completely. He immediately returned to the D''Auremont family and went to see the patriarch in his office. As expected, when the patriarch learned of the situation, he kept it under wraps immediately, handling it quietly. Rivers Vivienne, on the other hand, was feeling a bit overconfident, having just used the system¡¯s powers to manipulate things to her advantage. She wasn¡¯t as worried about Albus revealing the truth, though she did feel a little uneasy. "Where have you been? I haven¡¯t been able to reach you all morning. Is something wrong?" Marc D''Auremont confronted Rivers Vivienne as soon as she stepped into the house. Seeing the genuine concern in his eyes, Rivers Vivienne felt a pang of guilt. But quickly, she rationalized it. After all, he had already crossed a line with her, and she was just getting back at him a little earlier.If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. Besides, the fact that he hadn¡¯t noticed her absence made it clear that his care had its limits. She wasn¡¯t about to make a big deal out of it. "Nothing, just had some errands to run," she answered nonchalantly. Marc D''Auremont, sensing something was off, continued, "It¡¯s good if there¡¯s nothing wrong, but if there is, I¡¯ll handle it. After all, you¡¯re pregnant." When Marc¡¯s gaze fell on her belly, he froze in shock, staring in disbelief. "Where¡¯s the baby?" he asked, his voice full of confusion. Rivers Vivienne had been six months pregnant, and her belly had been noticeably larger just yesterday. He had even spoken to the baby, feeling it kick. But now, her belly was flat, and the baby was gone. This sudden change left Marc in a state of shock. Rivers Vivienne, remaining calm, answered flatly, "I had an abortion. I feel like we¡¯re not compatible. Let¡¯s get a divorce." "What?" Marc¡¯s second aunt, overhearing the conversation, rushed downstairs and came to Rivers Vivienne. Seeing that the baby was gone, she almost fainted from shock. "What¡¯s going on? Why would you terminate the pregnancy? It¡¯s been six months! This is the firstborn of the D''Auremont family!" she shouted, her voice filled with frustration and confusion. No one had expected Rivers Vivienne to secretly have an abortion. Rivers Vivienne gave her a cold look. This had been the same with her in her past life¡ªher mother-in-law cared only for the heir, not her. She was glad she had woken up in time; if she had really given birth, she would have been thrown out of the family. Marc D''Auremont stood frozen for a moment, clearly bewildered. Then, his anger flared up. "Why did you do it? Whatever the reason, shouldn¡¯t we have talked about it? The child wasn¡¯t just yours; I¡¯m the father too!" Rivers Vivienne stepped back to avoid being cornered. Frowning, she responded, "It¡¯s not something worth discussing. Whether I keep the child or not is my choice. I don¡¯t want to live with you. Let¡¯s get a divorce." "I don¡¯t agree!" Marc shouted, his tone firm. He was still in love with her and didn¡¯t want to let go, especially when he thought they had a perfect relationship, expecting a child. Her sudden demand for a divorce didn¡¯t make sense to him.
Marc D''Auremont¡¯s second aunt, still reeling from the shock of losing her grandson, heard Rivers Vivienne¡¯s words and couldn''t tolerate anyone disrespecting her son. With a sharp tone, she said, ¡°Divorce him, quickly. You know what needs to be done. Don¡¯t let my son delay marrying someone more suitable!¡± Originally, she had reluctantly allowed Rivers Vivienne into the family because of her pregnancy, but now she was acting so pretentious. Marc D''Auremont didn¡¯t say anything, instead staring intently at Rivers Vivienne, trying to read the pain on her face. As expected, Rivers Vivienne lowered her head. Her expression showed some determination, and her eyes avoided Marc¡¯s. Her hands involuntarily clenched tightly, and the veins on her fingertips were visible, a clear sign of her tension and dishonesty. Marc D''Auremont could tell immediately that she wasn¡¯t telling the truth. His anger subsided, and he spoke gently, "I won¡¯t divorce you. Even if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you..." Rivers Vivienne¡¯s face shifted slightly, but she still tried to act cold. This only made Marc more sure of his suspicion. Rivers Vivienne put on a show of indifference, but inside, she couldn''t help but smirk. She had played her part well, and now her marriage would never end in divorce. In truth, she did want a quick divorce, but the system had told her that only a husband could "wear the green hat." If she divorced and married someone else, it wouldn¡¯t count as part of her mission. So, for now, she had to remain married. She also couldn''t openly talk about the abortion; Marc couldn¡¯t know the truth. So, she had to put on this act, making him believe it was an unavoidable decision to terminate the pregnancy. Based on Albus¡¯s reaction earlier, she couldn¡¯t be sure whether he would expose what happened last night, so she was preparing herself. If it came out later, she could always claim that she wanted a divorce, but Marc didn¡¯t agree. Before leaving, she was confident that her request for a divorce would not be successful. After all, the patriarch would never allow it. Even in her past life, despite causing so much trouble, they were still not allowed to divorce. This time, things were calmer, and the patriarch would certainly prevent them from splitting. Now, looking at Marc, she felt the chances of staying married were high. The only remaining variable was Albus. As long as Albus didn¡¯t report what happened, her marriage would likely remain intact. If she couldn¡¯t divorce, she could safely continue gathering "green hats." Who would be her next target? Elias von Adlerburg? Justus von Adlerburg? Or maybe Caelus D''Auremont, or even drag all the D''Auremont brothers into it? The thought still made her feel a bit embarrassed, but she had no other choice. She needed the beauty products, and if that meant using these men, so be it. Before she could finalize her plan, the voice of the D''Auremont patriarch echoed from upstairs, "Divorce, it must happen!" Downstairs, the three of them looked up in surprise as they heard the patriarch¡¯s commanding voice. In that moment, Rivers Vivienne felt exposed under his gaze, as if everything she had been thinking was being seen through. She quickly lowered her head, unable to meet his eyes. Marc D''Auremont, still confused, asked, "Grandfather?" Marc had once wanted to marry Rivers Vivienne, but his grandfather had disagreed. He had gone behind the family¡¯s back and broken off the engagement with the Lam family, which disappointed his grandfather deeply. The patriarch had warned him that if he wanted Rivers Vivienne, he had to ensure their marriage was peaceful and avoid any trouble with a divorce. But now, it was the patriarch himself calling for the divorce. Marc couldn¡¯t tell if his grandfather was just talking or if he truly meant it. The patriarch gave him a cold glance and said sternly, "Come with me to the study." Marc glanced at Rivers Vivienne, who still wouldn¡¯t look up, her mind clearly preoccupied. He turned to his mother, who anxiously whispered to him, "Don¡¯t argue with your grandfather. If he says divorce, then divorce. Let¡¯s get it over with. I¡¯d rather have you marry someone suitable, not this little actress." Marc didn¡¯t respond. He only said, "I¡¯ll handle it," and followed his grandfather upstairs. The patriarch¡¯s study was on the second floor, and Marc had rarely been there. He only went in when important matters needed to be discussed, so as they reached the door, he couldn¡¯t help but feel a bit nervous. He pushed the door open and saw the patriarch standing by the window with his back to him. To his surprise, there was someone else in the room. "Hello, brother!" Albus greeted with a smile, showing his white teeth. "Sorry, brother, I gave you the "green hat" last night." Chapter 6: Cassian Boreas DAuremont If you want to live in peace, a little green on your head is necessary. Marc D''Auremont proved this timeless truth with his actions. After the patriarch and Albus explained the truth to him, Marc¡¯s face turned pale as he sat in silence for a while. However, contrary to what Albus had expected, he didn¡¯t lash out at Rivers Vivienne or try to confront her. Instead, he simply said, "Don¡¯t tell anyone about this. I¡¯ll handle it." The patriarch nodded, "As long as you understand. Before you do anything, think about the D''Auremont family¡¯s honor." Before Marc married Rivers Vivienne, the patriarch had already sensed that the two of them weren¡¯t well-suited for each other, and their relationship wouldn¡¯t last long. But Marc insisted on marrying her, so the patriarch had set a rule: once married, don¡¯t think about divorce and becoming a laughingstock. However, the situation had changed. If they didn¡¯t divorce, keeping this woman in the family would only bring more shame. The patriarch understood that Rivers Vivienne had bigger ambitions, and she was definitely not someone to be kept in the family. Albus was secretly surprised, not understanding what Marc was thinking. He had already been made a fool of, so why was he still so attached to Rivers Vivienne? Albus didn¡¯t know if Marc was truly in love with Rivers Vivienne, but it was clear that he and Rivers Vivienne had moved out of the family home the same day. What Marc was planning, no one knew. However, Rivers Vivienne felt a little relieved, thinking that her plan was progressing as expected, and everything was falling into place. Moving out was ideal for her. The D''Auremont family had too many eyes and ears around, which made it difficult for her to carry out her plan. Living outside was much easier. Soon, the D''Auremont family was holding another grand banquet, this time for the patriarch¡¯s 70th birthday. Unlike the smaller gatherings of the younger generation, this banquet was a major event with people from all circles attending, making it even more extravagant and lively. Arden Forster was used to these types of social gatherings and didn¡¯t need her mother or cousin to accompany her. As soon as she arrived, familiar faces greeted her. "Master, hurry, everyone¡¯s waiting!" Albus led Arden to a lounge on the second floor, where her disciples were already waiting. As soon as Arden entered, they all stood and greeted her. "Hello, Master!" "Master, sit here. We¡¯ll make tea for you." "Are you tired, Master? Here, let me give you a shoulder massage." Arden couldn¡¯t help but smile faintly. "Alright, go on with what you were doing. You don¡¯t have to focus on me." "How can we do that? Showing respect to our teacher is an important tradition!" one of them said, their words more flattering than the last. Every time they saw her, their praises never stopped. Just as the room was buzzing, the door opened, and in walked Marc and Rivers Vivienne. The room immediately fell silent. Arden, ever perceptive, noticed that three of her disciples, who had been laughing moments ago, suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Rivers Vivienne. Albus, too, felt awkward, but he ignored Rivers Vivienne completely. Rivers Vivienne wore a white strapless dress that exposed her delicate shoulders and collarbones. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few strands falling to her neck, adding to her allure. Her natural beauty stood out¡ªshe wore no makeup, yet her skin was flawless, and her features were exquisite. She walked in, linking her arm with Marc, both of them drawing many admiring glances. They looked like the perfect couple, their chemistry undeniable. "Marc, it¡¯s been a while since you¡¯ve joined us. I heard you moved out?" one person said. "Yeah, you¡¯re brave, Marc. Even the patriarch let you do it." Another added. "Why didn¡¯t you tell us? At least come celebrate with your family," someone else remarked. The group was bustling with conversation, and Marc replied calmly, maintaining his usual composed demeanor. Arden, seizing the opportunity, checked Rivers Vivienne¡¯s fortune. Compared to when they first met, Rivers Vivienne¡¯s luck had changed drastically.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. Last time, there was only a hint of purple in her aura, but now it was a deep purple. It seemed that Arden¡¯s method of reading someone¡¯s fortune was accurate in determining if they were the protagonist of a story. Rivers Vivienne noticed Arden¡¯s gaze and glanced over at her. She was surprised to see Arden looking at her. This was the first time Rivers Vivienne had seen Arden since her rebirth. In her past life, Rivers Vivienne had known Arden well, as Arden had caused her trouble over Marc many times. She couldn¡¯t understand why Arden, a valuable gem in the Forster family, would settle for someone like Marc, who was notoriously fickle. In her past life, although Rivers Vivienne disliked Arden for causing her trouble, she had also felt some pity for her¡ªa woman who couldn¡¯t get the love she wanted. But now, seeing Arden again, Rivers Vivienne felt an overwhelming sense of hostility, as if Arden was a sworn enemy. Rivers Vivienne was no saint. She didn¡¯t hesitate to confront those she disliked, and if Arden had caused her so much trouble in her past life, she would retaliate. But for now, it wasn¡¯t the right time. She would wait until she had firmly established herself in the entertainment industry. As she scanned the room, a smug smile appeared on her face. This was perfect. All of them were targets for her mission. [Beep! Host, mission target detected!] Rivers Vivienne asked the system in her mind, "What target has you so excited?" The system was always calm, and it had never spoken to her with such enthusiasm before. [There¡¯s a lot of fortune to gain. If you sleep with him, the fortune from this room full of men would be more than enough!] At this point, the noise from downstairs caught everyone¡¯s attention. "Is something going on outside? Why is it so lively?" Albus, who had been restless, was the first to run out to check. The main hall of the banquet was filled with excitement, and a new person walked in. His presence was striking, his deep, intense gaze and cold, powerful demeanor captivating everyone around him. It was as if he was a masterpiece, so captivating that it left people in awe. As he moved, there was a powerful aura around him that made those around him step back. Albus excitedly said, "It¡¯s Uncle, Uncle is back." Rivers Vivienne, who had just stepped outside, glanced at the man. Her heart raced, and she felt her breath catch in her throat. This man... Could it be Cassian Boreas D''Auremont, Marc¡¯s uncle? Inside the room, the only one who remained still was Arden Forster. She wasn¡¯t interested in Cassian Boreas D''Auremont, as long as he didn¡¯t fall for Rivers Vivienne¡¯s charms, she was fine. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont, who had served in the military, rarely returned home. He had only come back for the patriarch¡¯s 70th birthday. As soon as he arrived, he caught the attention of the women, including Laxus D''Auremont and other noble ladies. Even though he stood there silently, his presence was enough to captivate everyone¡¯s attention. The normally proud Laxus D''Auremont and others became obedient like sheep in front of him. Halfway through the banquet, Arden, unable to bear the noise, decided to find a quiet place on the rooftop. On the third floor, there was a rarely visited terrace, filled with large flower pots, likely used for decoration during the banquet. Now, they provided a perfect hiding spot. As Arden stepped onto the terrace, she immediately noticed a faint breathing sound. The person was breathing so lightly that an ordinary person wouldn¡¯t have noticed. However, Arden¡¯s enhanced senses from her training allowed her to detect him immediately. She realized it was Cassian Boreas D''Auremont. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont had come to the terrace to escape the noise. He hadn¡¯t been there long before he heard someone approaching. When he saw it was a girl, he didn¡¯t want to engage, so he decided to hide. He wasn¡¯t familiar with many of the noble ladies and didn¡¯t want to interact with them. The girl wore a light yellow dress, her figure delicate and graceful. The way she carried herself made her seem almost ethereal, like someone who could disappear into the wind at any moment. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont couldn¡¯t help but think that she was enchanting, but not in the typical way. He planned to leave, but before he could, the girl turned around and walked straight toward him. Before he could react, they bumped into each other, and their gazes met. The air became tense and quiet. Neither of them spoke. Arden paused for a second, then continued walking, sitting on the other side of a bench. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont had been hiding behind a large flower pot, leaning against a wall with a long bench nearby. They both had enough room to sit. Just as Arden sat down, she heard footsteps approaching again, followed by a familiar voice. "There¡¯s no one here, what¡¯s going on?" It was Marc and Justus von Adlerburg. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont recognized them both. He didn¡¯t know what they wanted to discuss, but it seemed they were trying to keep their conversation private. Justus von Adlerburg hesitated, and Marc chuckled, "So, what¡¯s going on? You¡¯re being so vague." Justus von Adlerburg became even more anxious, and after a moment of indecision, he finally spoke up. "Marc, we¡¯ve been friends for a long time, and I don¡¯t want to hide this from you. You should keep an eye on Rivers Vivienne. Every time I run into her, she always..." He was vague, but Marc immediately understood what he meant. "You slept with her?" Marc¡¯s face darkened, unable to believe that this woman had even gone after his friend. "No, no! I would never touch my friend¡¯s woman!" Justus von Adlerburg quickly corrected himself, seeing Marc¡¯s furious expression. "I must have misunderstood. Anyway, you should be cautious." Marc¡¯s expression slowly returned to normal. He rubbed his temple and said, "I understand. Be careful, and just leave her alone." Justus von Adlerburg seemed puzzled. "You know?" Marc didn¡¯t explain, only saying, "I have a plan. You just act like you don¡¯t know anything." Justus von Adlerburg thought Marc hadn¡¯t been bothered by Rivers Vivienne¡¯s actions, but it turned out Marc was already aware. He wasn¡¯t as oblivious as Justus had thought. Justus von Adlerburg patted Marc on the shoulder and left without saying anything else. Once he was gone, Marc stood alone on the terrace, lost in thought. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont heard the conversation, but his expression remained unchanged. Arden, too, remained unmoved, as if neither of their secrets were of any concern to her. Soon, more footsteps approached. "Marc, you¡¯re here. I need to talk to you about something." It was another friend of Marc¡¯s, Vale Benedict "What¡¯s going on?" Vale, like Justus von Adlerburg, wanted to warn Marc, "I don¡¯t want to hide this from you, but you should keep an eye on Rivers Vivienne. I¡¯ve met her a few times, and she always..." Marc hadn¡¯t said anything yet, but Cassian Boreas D''Auremont, who had been eavesdropping, couldn¡¯t help but think that Marc¡¯s nephew had gotten himself caught up in a messy situation. Was he really stuck in such a situation? Was he really cheated? Chapter 7: Lets start "Marc, you are like a brother to me so I don''t want to hide this from you. You should keep an eye on Rivers Vivienne," Right after Vale left, another person to bring up Rivers Vivienne''s actions to Marc. Arden Forster remembered that these three men had changed their expressions when they saw Marc and Rivers Vivienne enter the room at the banquet. Thanks to the spiritual seal Arden had placed on them, they remained calm and clear-headed, unaffected by Rivers Vivienne¡¯s charms. Thus, they decided to reveal the truth to Marc to prevent Rivers Vivienne from sowing discord and destroying their brotherly bond. Although Marc had already braced himself for what had happened, he still looked pale and shaken after hearing the full story. Even Arden, usually unemotional, couldn''t help but sympathize with him. Cassian Boreas D''Auremont, who had been quietly listening, was shocked, now fully aware of what had transpired. His heart went out to his nephew, knowing the humiliation he must be feeling. But Cassian still didn¡¯t know that Marc¡¯s obsession with holding onto Rivers Vivienne, or if his wife had forced him into it, had led to this situation. Just right after Vale Benedict left, Albus D''Auremont rushed in. "Brother, I¡¯ve been looking for you everywhere!" Marc took a deep breath, trying to remain composed. "What is it?" "Rivers Vivienne did it again! I saw her in the bathroom on the second floor, she was kissing Elias von Adlerburg against the wall!" Marc, Cassian, and Arden were all taken aback. Marc took several deep breaths, struggling to suppress his anger, and calmly asked, "Did anyone else see this?" "Just me. There were people coming and going outside. I knocked on the door to warn them, and when I went upstairs, they had already separated." Marc eyed Albus suspiciously. "You just warned them?" Given Albus''s dislike of Rivers Vivienne, Marc doubted he wouldn''t want to make this public. Albus huffed, "Of course. I know when to be tactful." Even though Rivers Vivienne was still Marc¡¯s wife, if she caused a scene, it would only bring shame to the D''Auremont family. "It¡¯s fine, don¡¯t bring this up. I have a plan." Marc nodded Albus, not believing his brother¡¯s calm response, frowned. "What are you planning to do, Marc? You¡¯ve already let her get away with so much. Why don¡¯t you just divorce her already? We¡¯ve all seen how much you¡¯re being taken for granted. I told you, my mentor said your head is practically a field of green, the sooner you divorce her, the better!" "Your mentor? Arden Forster?" Marc raised an eyebrow. Marc had heard about Albus¡¯s relationship with Arden, but he had never asked, especially after the annulment of his engagement with Arden. He didn¡¯t think it was his place to interfere. "Yes, Arden Forster. When you first got married, she said you¡¯d end up with a head full of green. We didn¡¯t believe it at the time, but now it seems like she was right," Albus said confidently. Marc was surprised but didn¡¯t comment on the matter. He didn¡¯t believe in superstitions. Perhaps it was just a coincidence, but Arden might have seen Rivers Vivienne¡¯s true nature as someone with ulterior motives.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. As Marc pondered, Albus continued pacing. Suddenly, Albus spotted Arden and Cassian sitting together, their postures and expressions identical, both appearing calm and sympathetic. "Master, Uncle, what are you doing here?" Albus asked, surprised. Marc approached and saw Arden and Cassian. His expression froze, and he asked, "Why are you both here together?" Cassian didn¡¯t respond directly, looking at Marc and replying calmly, "We were here first." This subtle remark indicated they hadn¡¯t intentionally been eavesdropping, but they had overheard the entire conversation. Marc, feeling embarrassed, sighed, realizing he couldn¡¯t hide anything anymore. "I¡¯ll keep this secret," Cassian added with a hint of sarcasm. "But with all those green hats, your reputation is already beyond saving." Marc: "..." Thanks a lot. With everything now out in the open, Marc reluctantly admitted to his faults. "Arden Forster, I know I was wrong." He felt embarrassed for rejecting Arden in the past and acknowledged that he had made a mistake. "I¡¯ve made a fool of myself. You can laugh at me, but for now, could you please keep this between us? I don¡¯t want anyone else to know," Marc said earnestly. Arden, uninterested in his personal struggles, nodded and replied briefly, "Alright." Marc sighed in relief, grateful she didn¡¯t hold his past actions against him. He wasn¡¯t eager to stay in this awkward situation and quickly excused himself, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Albus, seeing Marc leave, remarked sympathetically, "Poor Marc." "Someone who¡¯s pitiful must have their faults," Cassian responded, thinking back to how Marc had crossed the boundaries before River''s pregnancy. Albus, defending Marc, said, "Marc has never wronged her. It¡¯s Rivers Vivienne who¡¯s the problem. She¡¯s the one who went too far, using her charms to manipulate him." Cassian overheard everything and looked even more concerned. "So, my nephew really has been manipulated?" As Arden pondered the situation, she casually gathered the leaves she had placed earlier. Her focus intensified, and the trap she had set was successfully triggered. The breeze gently moved the leaves, but they didn¡¯t stay in place. Arden had intentionally created the scene to allow Cassian to see Rivers Vivienne for what she really was. Marc had rarely returned home, and it wasn¡¯t easy for him to get close to Cassian. Arden had used this chance to subtly warn him. By the end of the evening, Rivers Vivienne had achieved her goal of gaining favor with two of her targets. She felt pleased, but didn¡¯t show it. Marc, sitting beside her, seemed tired. He had a perfect appearance, and Rivers Vivienne couldn¡¯t help but admire him, even though her intentions were far from innocent. River gently took Marc¡¯s hand and said kindly, "Did you drink too much today? When we get home, I''ll make you some tea to help with the hangover." "Mmmm." Marc D''Auremont didn¡¯t open his eyes, he simply replied with a soft sound, pulled his hand away, rubbed his temples, and gently massaged them. He lowered his eyes, a cold light flashing, looking with disdain at the spot where she had touched him. He suppressed the feeling of disgust, comforting himself, thinking that it wouldn¡¯t be long before he would be free from this. River didn¡¯t notice his aversion, she thought he was just too tired. In her mind, she wondered if she should take advantage of him sleeping and go out to hunt someone tonight. The two of them were not on the same page, each with their own intentions, and neither knew what the other was planning. That night, Rivers Vivienne didn¡¯t go out hunting, instead focusing on an important casting she had been offered thanks to the rewards from her actions with Albus. The system had promised her the role in the hit drama The Palace. She didn¡¯t question its abilities; after all, it had delivered on its promises before. The audition went smoothly, and soon, she was cast in the role, a sign that her plan was working perfectly. She had heard about this script in her previous life; it was super popular, and even the supporting roles became famous overnight. The script was so impactful that even a minor maid character had a huge rise to fame. It could be said it created stars. The system told her this was her reward, and the role was 100% hers. The casting was just a formality. River didn¡¯t know how the system worked, but she had tried a few beauty products and didn¡¯t doubt its abilities. Sure enough, after she auditioned, the director immediately applauded and made the decision. No one else could take the role except her, and he didn¡¯t even care about the other actresses waiting in line. [This is a small matter, just a mental suggestion. If you gather enough "green hats," this system will surely provide you with even better resources! Future magazine covers, best actress awards... No problem at all!] "Mm-hmm," River nodded excitedly. She was mesmerized by the perfect scene the system painted for her, not worried about anything else. Meanwhile, Marc stood before the window, lost in thought, as his lawyer, Mr. T, entered the room with a set of documents. "Mr. D''Auremont, everything is ready. Please review," Mr. T said. "I trust you. Let''s start the process." Marc didn¡¯t turn around, his voice low with a hint of coldness. Chapter 8: The Plan Unfolds "I want a laboratory." Arden Forster put down her book and said to Adrian Forster, who was reading the newspaper "Alright, I¡¯ll prepare one for you." Adrian Forster immediately agreed without hesitation. His sister had always been cold and indifferent, and it was rare for her to want something. Even if it was the stars from the sky, he''d pick them for her. But still, he was curious and asked, "What do you need a lab for?" Arden Forster smiled faintly. "I have many interesting ideas. I want to experiment a little." Since she arrived in this world, Arden Forster had been diligently studying knowledge. Unlike the vague cultivation world, this world values science and technology. Everyone here is just ordinary people, without the power to destroy the world or fly across it. Even the strongest among them might not compare to the lowest-level cultivators. But these ordinary people, they created technology that surpasses everything. For example, the "Divine Sound Transmission" of a Nascent Soul cultivator doesn''t compare to a simple phone in their hands. The "Earth-Shrinking Technique" of a Transformation cultivator is inferior to airplanes and trains. The "Mountain-moving and Sea-levelling" ability of a Great Ascension cultivator doesn''t even match a bullet. Even the "Void Breaking" ability of a Crossing Tribulation cultivator was outdone by their scientific research. They¡¯ve even stepped into the vastness of the universe... All of this was created by ordinary people with short lifespans, and that amazed her. Because of this, Arden Forster never looked down on these ordinary people, despite being a cultivator. Instead, she admired and respected them, learning from them. On the contrary, she needed to learn more from them, to make up for what was lacking with what they had. Back when she was in the cultivation world, Arden Forster enjoyed researching and learning about all sorts of things, and now the convenience provided by the media was just right for her. While she studied, she also used the perspective of a cultivator to spot the gaps between the two worlds, discovering many interesting ideas in the process. So, she couldn''t help but want to experiment. She was eager to see how the fusion of cultivation civilization and technological civilization would evolve. Even she was curious about what it would eventually become. While Arden Forster immersed herself in her own world, she didn''t forget to keep an eye on Rivers Vivienne''s movements. By severing the ties between Rivers Vivienne and the others, she had indirectly sabotaged her luck. Looking at Marc D''Auremont''s behavior, repeatedly falling for the traps laid by Rivers Vivienne, it was clear that he was not going to give up. Arden Forster only needed to sit back and wait for the two of them to tear each other apart, quietly stoking the fire when needed. Recently, a major event had occurred within their circle, drawing a lot of attention. Marc D''Auremont¡¯s business empire changed owners overnight. His company went bankrupt, and he was buried in debt. This shocked everyone. Although Marc D''Auremont was a bit of a playboy, his abilities were not to be underestimated, and with the support of the D''Auremont family behind him, how could he have fallen so quickly? Marc D''Auremont returned home, holding Rivers Vivienne tightly, choking with emotion. "Vivienne, you''re all I have left. Please don''t leave me..." "When I went back to the D''Auremont family, Grandpa said I did it to myself. The family won¡¯t give me a single penny," Marc D''Auremont said, his face twisted in anger. "I¡¯ve just realized that since I disobeyed him and married the daughter of the Lam family, he considers me an outsider!" He gripped Rivers Vivienne''s shoulders and looked at her deeply. "Vivienne, I only have you left. You won''t leave me, will you?" Rivers Vivienne''s expression was a bit strange, and for a moment, she seemed uncomfortable. When she heard the news, Rivers Vivienne had the system check. Marc D''Auremont wasn¡¯t faking it¡ªhe had truly gone bankrupt and was deeply in debt. If the D''Auremont family didn¡¯t intervene, Marc D''Auremont would have no hope for the rest of his life. Putting aside the deep grudges from the past, even if they didn¡¯t exist, Rivers Vivienne was not going to take on a pile of unclear debts with him. Why had she married him in the first place? Of course, there had been some feelings involved, but mostly it was for the advantage his family background provided. Without that, Marc D''Auremont was just a man with a nice leather briefcase. What could a pretty briefcase do if there was no money backing it? Right now, Rivers Vivienne was preparing to restart her career, and with the system¡¯s help, she was confident she would become incredibly famous, standing at the top. Talking about sticking together through tough times was just for show. She didn¡¯t want to spend her entire life struggling to pay off Marc D''Auremont''s debts. But of course, she couldn¡¯t say this directly to Marc D''Auremont. So, she coaxed him into signing the divorce papers, telling him that she would return to her acting career, make money to support both of them, and in the future, she would take care of him.The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. Marc D''Auremont believed her completely, deeply moved and agreeing with tears in his eyes. "Vivienne, I know you are the best. Marrying you was the best decision of my life. We will live a great life together¡­" He affectionately hugged Rivers Vivienne and spoke those words. But from his angle, he couldn¡¯t see Rivers Vivienne¡¯s mocking expression. Of course, Rivers Vivienne didn¡¯t see the contemptuous look on Marc D''Auremont¡¯s face either, even the way he subtly curled his lips was the same. Rivers Vivienne believed she had escaped Marc D''Auremont and his enormous debts. Elated, she entered the film set, eager to begin shooting. Meanwhile, she secretly negotiated with the system, hoping to find a proper marriage partner quickly to continue her career of creating "green hats." She had no other choice. Without marriage, she was free to do as she pleased, sleeping with anyone as if it were a casual one-night affair. But in order to be considered for "green hats," marriage was a necessity. Just then, she received a letter from her lawyer, informing her that she was now in debt to the tune of one billion. Rivers Vivienne¡¯s eyes widened in shock. She couldn¡¯t figure out how it was possible for Marc D''Auremont to transfer the debt to her, while he himself emerged unscathed. Marc D''Auremont had endured humiliation for so long, and now, he was finally responding cruelly. Ever since he learned about Rivers Vivienne''s infidelity, he had secretly started plotting. When they first married, they were deeply in love. Marc D''Auremont, in his impetuousness, had even pledged 20% of his company¡¯s shares as a dowry, giving them to Rivers Vivienne. All the assets they acquired after marriage were actually earned by Marc D''Auremont alone, while Rivers Vivienne had simply enjoyed the life of a high-society lady. Having wanted to divorce, asset division was inevitable. However, Rivers Vivienne had continuously betrayed Marc D''Auremont, making him extremely angry, so he naturally didn''t want to give her a single cent. Marc D''Auremont also didn¡¯t want to divorce because of her betrayal. So even if Rivers Vivienne was at fault, he didn''t want to lose face. He didn¡¯t want to give her any money, didn¡¯t want to reveal the betrayal, and still wanted to vent his anger, so he and his lawyer devised this plan. Now, after the divorce, Rivers Vivienne carried a huge debt on her back, but Marc D''Auremont still felt extremely uncomfortable. Every time he saw people like Justus von Adlerburg, Vale Benedict, or Albus D''Auremont, he remembered how Rivers Vivienne had once given him a vibrant green hat. He hated it! Rivers Vivienne betraying him was one thing, but she chose to strike at people close to him. Every time he saw these people, he couldn¡¯t get rid of the haunting memories. Rivers Vivienne, after the shock, quickly realized that she had been tricked by Marc D''Auremont. But she had consulted her lawyer and found that Marc D''Auremont¡¯s actions were clever and there was no loophole. She was the legal representative of the company, and she still owned 20% of the shares. All the documents had been signed by her, and the signing took place before the system had come into play, when they had just gotten married, during the height of their passionate love, and Marc D''Auremont had given her the gift. At that time, she didn¡¯t know about the many contracts inside, but now she realized, even if she wanted to sue Marc D''Auremont, it wasn¡¯t possible. She didn¡¯t know when she had been exposed, but it wasn¡¯t something that could happen in one or two days, so Marc D''Auremont had been playing the role of acting with her all this time. He was very good at it, and even she had been deceived. Rivers Vivienne hated it, as she had clearly been deceived by Marc D''Auremont. But now, she couldn¡¯t do anything to get revenge. The debt alone was giving her a headache. But how could she afford such a large debt? Even her film crew''s payment had been frozen by the bank, and it could be said that she had nothing left except the clothes on her back. And there was also the debt of one billion. She had thoughts of taking revenge on Marc D''Auremont, but the system advised her to stay calm. She had the resources from the system, and once she became famous, the money would come naturally. These debts would mean nothing. As for Marc D''Auremont, she could take her time, wait until she had a solid position in the entertainment industry, and then return to exact her revenge. Rivers Vivienne agreed with the system, but why should she have to pay the debt for Marc D''Auremont? No matter what, she couldn¡¯t swallow this anger, so instead of waiting, she wanted Marc D''Auremont to pay right away. So, Rivers Vivienne told the media that Marc D''Auremont had taken on the debt himself and left her to bear it. She tried her best to blacken Marc D''Auremont¡¯s name, pouring dirty water on him. "The richer the person, the blacker their heart, Rivers Vivienne is so pitiful, being mistreated like that! The D''Auremont family is so big, yet they bully a girl like her? Isn''t that shameful?" "Marc D''Auremont should go die, our goddess shouldn¡¯t cry, Pigeon will always support her!" "Damn it! This is huge! She¡¯s been kicked out of the aristocracy after less than a year of marriage, poor Rivers Vivienne." "I''m just here for the drama, the rich families are so deep, the entertainment industries are so murky, both sides are wrong!" "Marc D''Auremont is a scum, cold-hearted and evil. No matter what, they were husband and wife, and he treated her like that, so heartless." "But Rivers Vivienne is vain, greedy for wealth, and not smart enough to be deceived. She deserves it." ¡­! The internet debate didn¡¯t favor Rivers Vivienne. There were also rational people who thought that no one was innocent in this case. As a result, Marc D''Auremont still ended up with a bunch of insults. Marc D''Auremont certainly wasn¡¯t going to let himself be defeated and released his stance, saying that Rivers Vivienne had filed for divorce when he went bankrupt. He also had a recording where Rivers Vivienne herself had tricked him into divorcing, leaving him to bear all the debt alone. This time, the internet shifted dramatically, with people mocking Rivers Vivienne for failing to steal, only to lose the rice she had in hand. She had planned to run away from the crisis, but instead, the debt landed on her, which allowed Marc D''Auremont to escape. Her clear attempt at manipulation backfired, and the internet couldn¡¯t help but wash his reputation clean. Thus, Rivers Vivienne¡¯s reputation immediately became tarnished. At the same time, more news spread about Rivers Vivienne¡¯s multiple relationships and her cuckolds incident. Over time, it wasn¡¯t before their divorce, but after their divorce that it became apparent, enough for Rivers Vivienne to drown. "How disgusting, Rivers Vivienne should leave the entertainment industry!" "Rivers Vivienne, don¡¯t show up again. If ¡®The Imperial Palace¡¯ doesn¡¯t recast her, I won¡¯t watch!" "I used to think Marc D''Auremont and she were both at fault, but now I get Marc D''Auremont." "I never expected the pure goddess from before to be a heartless vixen. But looking at her, I guess she made Marc D''Auremont wear many green hats?" ¡­! The internet was filled with people who believed that Marc D''Auremont had indeed been betrayed, but no one admitted it¡ªjust speculations. Compared to the way Rivers Vivienne had behaved, these baseless speculations naturally didn¡¯t get much attention. In an instant, Rivers Vivienne became a rat running through the streets, with everyone wanting to hit her, and her reputation was completely ruined. At first, Rivers Vivienne still had some fans, but after the people behind her manipulated the situation, she ended up in this unfortunate situation. As Arden Forster investigated, she found out that those people behind her poured more gas on the fire, making things worse. It wasn''t just Marc D''Auremont; there were also people in the entertainment industry and rivals who once envied her, all starting to take revenge and settle the scores. Chapter 9: Hello? Wanna have a system? "Is this the result of your own handling?" In the office of the D''Auremont family, the old patriarch stood before the window with his cane, his back to Marc D''Auremont, asking in a tone that was neither too pleased nor angry. Marc D''Auremont stood respectfully behind him, calmly answering, "Yes." "Good!" The old patriarch turned around, admiration in his eyes. "Quick decisions, sharp methods, you harmed your enemies while remaining unharmed, you''ve handled this well." After a brief pause, the old patriarch sighed. "Young man, you¡¯ve grown. It¡¯s been enough chaos outside, now you should return home and help your parents and uncles. This house is meant to be passed down to you three brothers¡­" Marc D''Auremont''s heart stirred, and he nodded lightly, "Grandfather, I hear you." On this side, Marc D''Auremont had finally gained the old patriarch''s attention, while Rivers Vivienne was not so fortunate. Amidst the curses, Rivers Vivienne was expelled from the filming of "The Imperial Palace." "System, didn¡¯t you say this role was 100% mine? What¡¯s happening now?" Rivers Vivienne angrily questioned the system. [It was already explained to you, this is just a mental suggestion. If the director is determined and not swayed, the system can do nothing. You insisted on challenging Marc D''Auremont and now you''re being expelled. You¡¯ve reaped what you¡¯ve sown, it has nothing to do with the system.] Rivers Vivienne, getting more anxious, retorted, "So now you''re avoiding responsibility? Why didn¡¯t you stop me from the start? You knew everything and didn¡¯t warn me, you just let me fall into the trap!" [The system said, you didn¡¯t listen, and now you blame it? I can¡¯t control your actions, what can I do?] "Fine, I admit it¡¯s my fault, but why didn¡¯t you notice Marc D''Auremont¡¯s situation? If you had noticed earlier, I wouldn¡¯t be in this state now!" [If I had human-like reasoning, why would I lock you in? I can only make the most logical conclusions based on the data available. The truth told me that Marc D''Auremont went bankrupt, and that¡¯s all I know.] "You!" ...! While Arden Forster was unaware, Rivers Vivienne argued with the system, blaming each other. The system now regretted its past decisions. It cursed itself for being blind and locking itself to such a foolish host. It was frustrated that, in times of crisis, the host only knew how to blame others. But now that it was locked in, the system could only wait for the host to die to escape. Thinking about staying with her for long made the system feel like it wanted to shut down. Rivers Vivienne, on the other hand, didn¡¯t regret anything. The system gave her a second chance at life and the tools to beautify herself¡ªthese were things she could experience for herself. She didn¡¯t think the system was useless. But the system had warned her they were connected by fate, so she didn¡¯t worry about the system¡¯s well-being. She viewed it as something that belonged to her. It was like a pet she kept; when it misbehaved, she¡¯d scold it. What she didn¡¯t know was that when the system said "connected by fate," it meant that when she died, it would reset, losing all memories of her. So, in a moment of urgency, the system was intentionally trying to trick her into killing herself to escape. Even if she didn¡¯t die, there were still many ways for the system to escape from her. [You have absorbed too little fortune. I don¡¯t have enough energy, so I¡¯m going into hibernation.] Rivers Vivienne was stunned. She hadn¡¯t realized the system was going into hibernation. She had grown accustomed to relying on it for advantages, and now she was unwilling to accept it. In a hurry, she sought out her mission target, determined to absorb more fortune and complete the mission. However, right now, Rivers Vivienne was like a rat running across the street. Even with her beauty, no one was foolish enough to be fooled. The D''Auremont family¡¯s attitude toward her was clear. Who would want to offend the D''Auremont family by getting involved with a mere pretty face?Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. Moreover, her mission targets were all high-class heirs or elites in the industry, people who were all too clever. On top of that, her fortune had fallen to an all-time low. Without the light of attraction, and without the system to charm others for her, the mission was not progressing well. Although one or two people, overwhelmed by her beauty, fell for her, Rivers Vivienne had forgotten the system¡¯s advice: she needed to be married for it to count as "wearing a green hat." Sleeping with anyone else didn¡¯t count. After exhausting all her methods to complete a few tasks, they all went downhill, causing Rivers Vivienne to become even more anxious.
In the laboratory, Arden Forster was deeply focused on her research. This world was indeed very convenient, with all kinds of experimental tools available. For someone who loved research like her, it was truly a paradise. Initially, she had been studying weapons. The knowledge of weapons in this world made it hard for her not to be fascinated, so she combined her past expertise in weapon crafting with modern weapon theories, hoping to create perfect weapons. However, when she created her first spear, her cousin was startled and reminded her that ordinary people shouldn¡¯t be inventing weapons on their own. Reluctantly, she had to abandon that path and instead focused on medicine. Back in her previous world, she had been proficient in alchemy, a Ninth-Rank Alchemist, extremely knowledgeable about various herbs, and could be considered an encyclopedia in the cultivation world. Modern medicine was similar to alchemy in essence. Cultivators refined essences from various ingredients, while modern medicine extracted and separated trace elements from plants. The core principle was the same. The difference lay in the plants themselves. The plants in this world were different from the spiritual herbs in her previous world. However, she had discovered many plants in this world that were quite similar to the spiritual herbs she had used, except they lacked spiritual energy. At the same time, the Forster family had its own pharmaceutical company, so if she really made any breakthroughs, it could be applied. At first, she was just trying to improve medicines, but soon she became dissatisfied and began creating her own formulas. The results were beyond her expectations. The old patriarch of the Forster family, looking at the clinical trial reports in his hand, was so excited he was shaking. "Is this real?" After the initial shock, Adrian Forster calmed down but still couldn¡¯t hide his excitement. He nodded, "Yes, this is the result of her research. It¡¯s a major breakthrough. The relevant personnel have kept quiet, and they¡¯ve already discussed it with you first." "Good. She did well. Let me think about what to do next." The old patriarch paced back and forth in the study, visibly agitated. Adrian Forster overheard him muttering, "My granddaughter... I never expected..." Adrian Forster also agreed. At first, he had only thought Arden Forster wanted a laboratory to play with, but he never imagined she could make such a big impact. Arden Forster had no idea what the old patriarch was planning. She was lost in her experiments, enjoying the great pleasure she found, a pleasure that went beyond solving medical problems. She had no idea that, meanwhile, the world outside was stirred by her achievements. The Forster family had discovered a new chemical compound capable of killing cancer cells. They had researched and created a new anti-cancer drug made from plants, which could treat cancer. This news, when released, stunned the world. No one could deny how significant it was to find a cure for cancer. If this news was true, it would certainly be recorded in the annals of history! People were shocked and rushed to confirm whether this was real. The Forster family released the clinical trial reports, but there were still some who didn¡¯t believe it. The Forster family didn¡¯t explain further. After the new drug entered the market and more people recovered, the feedback became the most solid proof. Especially Arden Forster, the researcher behind this new compound, was awarded the highest scientific and technical award by the country, proving that the Forster family wasn¡¯t lying. When news of Arden Forster receiving the Nobel Prize in Medicine spread, the entire nation was in an uproar. She became the first scientist in China to win this prestigious award, not a Chinese overseas, but someone living and working in China! Thus, Arden Forster¡¯s name first appeared in the public eye worldwide. When people learned her age, the praise and admiration grew even louder. At that moment, every media outlet, news website, and TV channel was covering her story. The coverage was entirely positive, with praise pouring in. The public respected and admired her, and the media¡¯s gaze toward her was filled with reverence, recognizing her as a scientist who brought glory to the country. This was completely different from the treatment of celebrities. Even if a celebrity was famous, they still had their dark side. The more popular they became, the more they were scrutinized. So, even if Rivers Vivienne managed to escape her current predicament and rise to the top of the entertainment industry, her reputation would still pale in comparison to Arden Forster¡¯s. To beat the villain, the protagonist at least had to surpass her in fame, right? And this was just the beginning. In the long period ahead, Arden Forster¡¯s name would continue to be called out, shocking people every time. Outside, people praised her, but Arden Forster remained indifferent, lost in her experiments. Her calm demeanor earned her praise as having the heart of a true scholar, wholeheartedly dedicated to science. Because of her displayed value, even though not everyone understood the finer points, there were those who prepared everything for her, leaving her with nothing to worry about. While Arden Forster was deeply focused on creating a new medicine, a voice suddenly rang in the laboratory, speaking softly in her ear: "Hello, do you need a system? Let me explain the Green Hat System to you." Chapter 10: 2nd world: The new path Arden Forster had always preferred working alone in her laboratory. She enjoyed the peace and quiet, as it allowed her to think more clearly. As a result, her research assistants would instinctively avoid disturbing her when she was deep into her experiments, leaving her undisturbed unless something truly significant came up. So, even when she heard the voice, she didn¡¯t lift her head, continuing with her work. It wasn''t until three hours later that the experiment was successful and the voice beside her still didn''t bother her. The system was extremely anxious, cautiously standing to the side, waiting for its master to show favor, or rather, to respond. It resented Rivers Vivienne, having long since lost full commitment to assisting her. The system had used the excuse of a lack of energy to fake being "asleep" and avoid attending to her, hoping that she would fail and die so it could finally escape. However, before Rivers Vivienne could meet her demise, one day, the system felt the connection between it and Rivers loosen, as though it could be severed. It tested the waters and to its surprise, it succeeded! The system quickly sensed the intense energy in the area and found its way to Arden Forster. When it saw her, the system was nearly blinded by the radiant energy emanating from her. The aura of fame, fortune, merit... all these things combined into a type of energy. If before it had thought that the protagonist of this world was Rivers Vivienne, her fortune had been a mere flicker in the dark, while Arden Forster¡¯s was like the blazing sun. The system regretted its decisions deeply, realizing it had been wrong about its chosen path. It initially meant for Rivers Vivienne to "collect green hats" by absorbing the fortune of men, but if it had bonded with Arden Forster from the start, there would have been no need for the "green hats." All it would have needed was for Arden to speak a command, and it could easily absorb all the energy. Arden Forster washed her hands and looked at the small glowing object before her. It was a golden orb about the size of her fist, radiating a soft, inviting light. This was the "green hat system"? Seeing her interest, the system quickly became humble, almost subservient, as it presented itself as if it were a humble underling greeting its superior. "Please, take care of me!" it implored. Arden Forster noticed the four Chinese characters on the golden orb, recognizing the "green hat system," but she didn¡¯t need it. So she shook her head and said, "I don¡¯t need it." The system¡¯s mood instantly sank to the lowest point, its voice now weak. "Well... if you don¡¯t like the green hat system, I could transform into a male-god strategy system or a Best Actress training system..." Arden Forster interrupted, "Do you still rely on men for this?" The system remained silent, clearly admitting its dependence. The golden orb seemed to shrink, almost as if the system were sulking in its "fat body." Was there no cure for this? Arden Forster thought for a moment and then said, "I won¡¯t bond with you, but you can stay by my side." She wasn¡¯t about to release it and risk it causing problems for others. She had intended for it to go to Rivers Vivienne, but now that Rivers couldn¡¯t take the role of the protagonist anymore, the system remained with her. It had come to her willingly, so there was no reason to let it go. The system suddenly raised its head, as though it couldn¡¯t believe its ears. "Really? You actually agree to keep me?" Arden Forster nodded lightly. The system grew even more excited, speaking in a rushed manner, "I¡ªI¡¯ll behave well!" Arden Forster said nothing. She didn¡¯t know how the golden-hand system would be treated once it was brought to 003, so she wasn¡¯t making any promises just yet. "By the way, how is Rivers Vivienne doing now?" She remembered 003 had once said that the system would only break its bond with the host when the host died. Now that the system was here, did that mean Rivers Vivienne was already dead? The system hesitated, unsure why Arden Forster was asking about its previous host. It feared that answering truthfully would upset her, so it hesitated. But it didn¡¯t question how Arden knew it had been connected to Rivers Vivienne.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. After a pause, the system answered honestly, "Her situation is not good. Every day, she is being beaten up by the wives, girlfriends, and fianc¨¦es of the men she once courted. She can¡¯t go out to work, everyone insults her, and her reputation is terrible..." As the system continued, its voice grew quieter, filled with embarrassment. It didn¡¯t dare look at Arden Forster. Rivers Vivienne¡¯s fall from grace was largely due to the system. Would Arden Forster throw it away when she found out? Arden Forster had known from the start what the system was, so it didn¡¯t surprise her. But from another perspective, seducing married men or those with fianc¨¦es, only to be beaten at their doorstep, could never end well. Without the fortune effect of being the protagonist, and with no system support, Rivers Vivienne was now no different from an ordinary person. When the female protagonist seduces someone else¡¯s husband, boyfriend, or fianc¨¦, there¡¯s always a group of men who will stand up to resolve all the troubles for her. But when an ordinary person interferes in other people¡¯s relationships, being beaten at the door and scorned by others¡ªthat¡¯s reality. Arden Forster didn¡¯t sympathize with Rivers Vivienne, who had slept with various men to make Marc D''Auremont wear "green hats." Though the system assigned the task, Rivers Vivienne was an adult and should have understood her choices. The system was just a tool, but Rivers Vivienne didn¡¯t refuse the temptations it provided, so she chose to "collect green hats." She could have refused, but then she would have lived a normal life with ordinary people, just another regular existence. But if she bonded with the system, she could quickly rise to the top of the entertainment industry and have everything handed to her. No one could resist that temptation. This was the shortcut to success. Rivers Vivienne chose the shortcut, so she had to face the consequences of her choice. Without even the golden-hand, Arden Forster didn¡¯t believe Rivers Vivienne would create any lasting impact. Naturally, the villain could never find a place to act, and at any moment, it could leave this world. But Arden Forster had no plans to leave just yet. This world had vast knowledge, and it was incredibly convenient. Despite studying for many years, she was still just a grain of sand in the desert. She wouldn¡¯t leave until she had learned it all. So Arden Forster decided to stay in this world and continue her pursuit of knowledge. In an age of exploding information, knowledge had become more accessible than ever. Even the oldest, rarest books could be found and read. Unlike the cultivation world, where knowledge was kept secret by families and sects, this world was truly wonderful. They didn¡¯t hoard knowledge, sharing it for the advancement of humanity. This world provided her with conveniences, so Arden Forster wasn¡¯t shy about giving back. She stayed in this world for seventy years, solving problem after problem, bringing joy to all of humanity. She received countless honors, and the Forster family even built her a dedicated room to store her achievements and medals. As time passed, they ran out of space to store them. She never married, and when she passed away, the world mourned her loss.
Back in the system¡¯s space, 003 had been watching Arden Forster intently the whole time, its gaze filled with curiosity and unease, as if waiting to see a flower bloom from her. 003 appeared as a young boy, no older than six or seven, with red lips and white teeth, his skin soft and smooth like porcelain. He was dressed in a loose white robe, looking like a young sage, but the oversized robe made him look more like a child wearing clothes too big for him, creating a funny impression. He stared at Arden Forster for a long time before finally speaking, his voice filled with frustration, "Why are you playing the villain¡¯s role like the protagonist?" Arden Forster furrowed her brows. "Is that not allowed?" "Of course not!" 003 snapped. "You¡¯re the villain. You¡¯ve turned the protagonist into cannon fodder. This is like sharpening a knife!" "Didn¡¯t you say I could use any means necessary?" 003 paused, realizing he had been wrong. At first, he thought the protagonist''s aura was invincible, and that no matter what she did, she couldn¡¯t suppress the protagonist. 003 knew he had lost the argument, his tone softening. "Alright, alright, I didn¡¯t explain clearly. Just don¡¯t be so ruthless next time, leave a way out for the protagonist... No, wait, don¡¯t do that! I mean, do your best at being the villain." "Also," he continued, "from now on, you¡¯re only allowed to use the golden-hand powers. No more cultivation powers! You¡¯re an old demon with three thousand years of life, full of bugs! The protagonist can barely even fight you!" 003 explained that Rivers Vivienne¡¯s failure was due to Arden Forster using her cultivation powers, which explained why the protagonist couldn¡¯t match the villain''s powers. "Exactly! That¡¯s the reason!" 003 added. Arden Forster said nothing and handed the green-hat system over to 003. 003 eagerly accepted the green-hat system, swallowing it whole. Arden Forster blinked. "..." When she gave him a doubtful look, 003 nonchalantly waved his hand. "It was already part of my power. I¡¯m just reclaiming it." The energy in his body, the purest combination of merit, fortune, fame, and more, was the source of his golden-hand abilities. After all, all golden hands were just different forms of energy. "By the way," Arden Forster asked, "What¡¯s the next world?" "Huh? You¡¯re not resting?" Arden Forster shook her head. "No need, let¡¯s start the mission." In the system space, besides her and 003, there was nothing else. Staying in this dull place wasn¡¯t as fun as exploring another world. There was still much to discover out there. The small, cramped space felt suffocating. The walls were cracked, and the damp floor was cold. The evening sun streamed through the old window, casting a patch of light on the floor. Arden Forster sat cross-legged on her bed and summoned a screen with her mind. On the screen, there was just one icon: a red envelope. She tapped the envelope, and the Heavenly Realm chat appeared, buzzing with activity. [Elarion - Elven Sage]: Anyone want to chat? I¡¯m bored in seclusion, need some fun. [Nyx-3X - Cybernetic Visionary]: How about some sci-fi novels? I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t understand. [Elarion - Elven Sage]: Great! Maybe I¡¯ll get some inspiration for a spaceship. [Cedric Hawthorne - Earthly Wanderer]: Do you have enough storage? I can send you some G-resources! [Elarion - Elven Sage]: You¡¯re too kind, send it, send it! And so it went, day after day, with excitement and chatter. But Arden, as the group leader, never participated, whether in chatting or grabbing red envelopes. This red envelope group was her golden hand in this world, and she was the group leader. Chapter 11: Social network of the past The 2nd World: Social Media of the 1970
Arden Forster held a white porcelain bowl, inside of which was a lump of black rice wrapped in dried leaves and a half of a sweet potato. This was her dinner for the night. The rice ball was made from dried rations mixed with wild vegetables. In the memories of the original host, this was a common meal. Food was rationed, and often they were not full, so they had to figure out how to make the wild vegetables stretch to alleviate hunger. In this era, even wild vegetables had become a rarity. The mountains and hills were stripped clean, not even a blade of grass remained. The young intellectuals who came to the countryside had little experience and could only manage to find a meager amount of food. It was already winter, and there was no more wild food to gather. Arden tasted the rice ball, and like its appearance, it was difficult to eat. Her throat felt dry and uncomfortable. Reluctantly, she ate the sweet potato first to soothe her throat, then braved herself to continue eating the rice ball. Since there was no work to do in the evening, she dared not eat too much. She was the one who ate the least, just enough to fill her stomach, but never to the point of satisfaction. In such a harsh era, many people still had to think like this. It was unimaginable. Indeed, the world Arden had crossed into was a popular historical novel genre on the most famous online platform, Silkyroad. The protagonist of this world was named Sylvia Greene. Arden Forster was a member of the Greene family''s production team in the countryside. However, the real protagonist was not the peasant Sylvia Greene, but Sylvia Greene from the 21st century who had crossed over. Sylvia Greene was originally a modern citizen who unexpectedly crossed into the difficult era of 1970, becoming a rural girl. She also discovered that she had a mysterious red envelope group. The members of the group came from different worlds and could exchange items. The original host of Arden Forster was the fianc¨¦e of the male lead. However, the male lead didn¡¯t like her and preferred Sylvia Greene. So the original host created many misunderstandings and caused trouble, eventually being dealt with by the two leads, who then lived happily ever after.
¡°Arden, what are you planning to do?¡± While Arden Forster was reminiscing about the script, she was called by name. She looked up, and it was the oldest intellectual among them, Jackson Hawthorne. The others had finished eating and were silently chatting while Arden had been lost in thought, not hearing their conversation. ¡°Pardon?¡± Arden responded. ¡°The college entrance exam!¡± Another intellectual, Lila May, exclaimed in surprise. "Everyone''s been talking about it these last couple of days. How are you not worried? If we pass, we can go back to the city! Aren¡¯t you in a hurry? Do you want to stay here your whole life?¡± Arden understood what they were talking about. The knowledge she inherited from the original host made her realize how important going back to the city was to these young intellectuals sent to the countryside. Hard labor in the countryside wore them down, and most of them longed to return to the city. But only one person could go back each year, and they had to pass a rigorous examination to do so. The return to the city seemed like an impossible dream for most. But now, there was hope ¡ª the reinstatement of the college entrance exam. The announcement had ignited excitement among the intellectuals, and everywhere Arden went, she overheard them talking about the exam. In the past two days, the excitement hadn¡¯t waned. Among them, Arden had only been in the production team for a little over a year, the shortest among them. The longest was Jackson, who had been in the countryside for almost ten years. From a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, he had grown into a nearly thirty-year-old rural man, unmarried and childless, with the best years of his life buried here. Returning to the city was now their most urgent hope. But the opportunity to go back was rare and distant, so when the college entrance exam was reinstated, it became a new hope for them.Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. Passing the exam meant leaving the countryside, returning to the city, where they would receive better education and training and eventually get assigned work, no matter where they ended up. It would still be better than staying in the countryside. For these intellectuals, this was their only chance. So, when this opportunity arrived, everyone wanted to grasp it, as if it were a lifeline. Arden, of course, also wanted to return to the city, so she nodded lightly, ¡°I want to return to the city.¡± The others didn¡¯t think much about her response. Of course, all of them wanted to return. ¡°The announcement was so sudden, there¡¯s only a little over a month left. We¡¯ve forgotten most of what we learned before. It¡¯s too late to cram!¡± ¡°But we have to work every day! How will we have time to study? The syllabus is huge, how can we cover it all?¡± ¡°We don¡¯t even have textbooks! Where will we find study materials? Even if we join, it¡¯s not certain we¡¯ll pass.¡± ¡°I sent a letter to my family, but waiting for them to send the books, it¡¯ll take at least ten to fifteen days.¡± The entrance exam was less than two months away, and every second counted. Missing half a month would take away a third of their study time, so it¡¯s no wonder they were anxious. The group murmured, increasingly unsure, their faces filled with worry about the future, yet also a bit hopeful. The college entrance exam was difficult, but it was their hope.
¡°By the way, Arden, isn¡¯t your family from the capital? You must have known the news already, right? Did they send study materials to you?¡± Lila May asked. Everyone knew that Arden¡¯s family treated her very well and often sent her many things, including clothes, food, and daily necessities. So, among the young intellectuals sent to the countryside, Arden was an exception. She ate well, dressed nicely, and lived like a young lady in the countryside. She wasn¡¯t very capable of hard labor and often pretended to be sick to take time off, much like a spoiled princess. But recently, she had been working without complaints, a rare sight. They didn¡¯t understand why someone like her, used to a comfortable life, had come to endure the hardships of the countryside. They had heard her family was influential and that she could have avoided being sent here. Although she was spoiled and had a bad temper, she wasn¡¯t a bad person. Her family was the wealthiest among the intellectuals, and others would often borrow money from her, to which she never objected. Therefore, Arden had a good relationship with the others. Arden thought for a moment. Indeed, her family had mentioned the news, but the postal service was slow, so the materials hadn¡¯t arrived yet. So she told them, ¡°They¡¯ve sent it, but it hasn¡¯t arrived yet.¡± Hearing that, the others were a bit disappointed. Jackson Hawthorne chuckled, ¡°Don¡¯t rush. It¡¯s all good. If we don¡¯t have the materials, others don¡¯t either.¡± ¡°We¡¯re all starting from the same place, it¡¯s not a big deal.¡± As the oldest and most dependable of the group, Jackson Hawthorne reassured them, making them feel a little better. His calming influence kept everyone from panicking. After a little more conversation, everyone washed their bowls and returned to their rooms to rest. Tomorrow, they would need to work again, and free time was scarce. The moonlight bathed the courtyard in a soft glow. The living quarters for the intellectuals were small. The kitchen had been set up in a tent, and the bathroom was outdoors. There were only three small rooms, side by side, where they lived. The largest room housed four men, while the two smaller rooms were for the women. At first, Arden had been reluctant to share a room with the others, so she had insisted on having her own space. Her room wasn¡¯t big, but it was sufficient for one person. A simple wooden bed was placed against the wall, with a neatly arranged quilt. The bed linens were high-quality and didn¡¯t match the humble surroundings, clearly sent by her family. On the other side of the room was a wooden cabinet, and beside it, a bookshelf with a few items like a mirror and a wooden comb. The original host had covered the walls with wallpaper to conceal the stains, and the floral-patterned wallpaper added a touch of color to the room. As Arden prepared, she checked the group chat. Sylvia Greene had just sent a red envelope to Lucas Han, from Earth. Lam Jing was the dimension where Arden was currently located, and the group members came from different dimensions, including the sci-fi dimension, the beastmen dimension, and of course, the cultivation dimension. But as Arden observed, Linh H? T?, from the cultivation dimension, had only just reached the Golden Core stage and was far from Arden¡¯s previous abilities. Despite this, Linh H? T? had magical talismans and elixirs, which made other dimensions fear him. Thus, Linh H? T? was one of the most respected members in the group. But right now, Sylvia Greene was most excited about Lucas Han. ¡¾Sylvia Greene - Lam Jing¡¿: @Lucas Han - Earth, can you help me find the exam papers from 1977? The college entrance exam! Oh my god, I need to review high school material quickly. I¡¯ve already returned all the notes to my teacher [crying]. ¡¾Lucas Han - Earth¡¿: Sure, I¡¯ll find them online. Which province do you need? ¡¾Sylvia Greene - Lam Jing¡¿: Thank you so much! I need the JL province papers. ... The Lam Jing dimension had a history similar to Earth, with only about a 100-year difference. Sylvia Greene asked Lucas Han, from the future, to help her find the exam papers. Perhaps because of the protagonist¡¯s fortune, the exam papers this time were exactly the same as those from the past in Lucas Han¡¯s world, which was why Sylvia Greene ended up at the top of the rankings. However, Sylvia Greene had already graduated from university. Though she had forgotten most of it, the exam was simple enough for her to pass, though topping the exam was impossible. But Sylvia Greene didn¡¯t keep the exam papers to herself. Using the excuse of tutoring, she leaked the papers to her relatives and friends. When the results were announced, the entire Greene family had skyrocketed ¡ª five members entered university! Sylvia Greene had the best results, and she was the top scorer of the province. The least successful was her cousin, but even she ranked in the middle. But it should be noted that her cousin hadn¡¯t even graduated from high school! Without Sylvia Greene, no one in the Greene family would have passed the exam. From the perspective of the protagonist, this was a satisfying plot, but the number of people accepted was more than expected. Some people who shouldn¡¯t have passed did, while those who deserved to pass were pushed aside. In this era, the college entrance exam was the only chance to change one¡¯s fate ¡ª a step to heaven or a step to hell. As in the original story, Jackson Hawthorne missed university by just one point. He had been in the countryside for so long that he had forgotten much of his knowledge. Yet, it was just one point. The effort he put in was unimaginable. Studying was extremely exhausting. Some people spent long hours reviewing, taking time out of their busy schedules to fight for that slim chance. While others did nothing, taking shortcuts by using the exam papers they had obtained to achieve good results. Arden Forster thought for a moment. This would be her first time using her position as group leader. Lucas Han - Earth was banned from sending messages after Arden restricted his ability to send red envelopes. Chapter 12: The social network of the past 2 "Sylvia, where are you going?" Vicky Green noticed her daughter, go to sleep quite early and then sneaking out, and curiously asked. Sylvia Green, tiptoeing, had originally planned to sneak out while everyone was asleep, but she was caught by her mother. She hastily replied, "I¡¯m going to the restroom." "You just went before going to bed. You mischievous girl, just be quiet when you come back, don¡¯t disturb your father¡¯s sleep..." Vicky muttered a few words before rolling over and going back to sleep. Sylvia didn''t respond, hunching her back like a cat, sneaking out. She didn¡¯t go to the restroom; instead, she quietly entered the kitchen. Listening intently, the house was completely quiet. Now feeling at ease, she opened the group chat. Without a private room, it was very inconvenient, and she had to make excuses to avoid being seen while doing anything. Sylvia Green didn¡¯t check the conversation history but opened the red envelope space and took out a loaf of bread first, eating it hungrily like a starving wolf. For dinner, she had only eaten half a bowl of thin porridge and a loaf of coarse bread the size of a child¡¯s fist. It wasn¡¯t enough to fill her stomach, and it had been growling for a while. But when she tried to sneak a bite, her family¡¯s sharp eyes were on her. She had no chance to steal food. Especially her mother, whose nose was as sensitive as radar. The night before, when Sylvia had eaten an extra cookie, her mother smelled it the next day! She just didn¡¯t know exactly what Sylvia had eaten, and since there was enough food at home, she casually let it go. So, even when Sylvia accepted food red envelopes from other group members, she had to wait until everyone was asleep to sneak off to eat. While chewing the bread, Sylvia Green scrolled through the chat history. When she had finished dinner, she had already asked Lucas Han to find the answers for the college entrance exam. He must have found them by now. They had previously verified that the world she was in was 100 years behind Lucas Han¡¯s Earth. The historical and cultural timeline was the same, but with her appearance, this world had split into a parallel world. But the fundamentals were still the same¡ªthe leaders and historical figures were all present, even the college entrance exam reinstatement was identical. Lucas Han had even helped her gather resources, and one of the major figures was preparing to move to their village. She had visited, and this event was indeed true. So, Sylvia had reason to believe that the first exam after the reinstatement would be the same, and that was why she had asked Lucas Han for the answers. She planned to study the materials herself and then tutor her family¡¯s younger relatives to help them get into university. In this era, university students held a very high status. The state would provide food and accommodation, and passing the exam meant a lifetime of security. Sylvia knew she had to make her own way if she didn¡¯t want her family to drag her down, so helping them become self-reliant was the best choice. Of course, she felt the difference between her family and others¡ªhelping her siblings and cousins was fine, but her aunt¡¯s family was entirely dependent on others and should be avoided. As she thought, she scrolled up to check the conversation history. She had talked quite a bit today, so it took a while to find where she had left off. Then, she froze. Lucas Han - Earth had been banned from the group. When she logged back in, the first thing she saw was the notification! Sylvia Green was familiar with this type of notification. Before crossing into this world, she had often seen such notices in chat groups, but she had never been this surprised before. Not only had the group leader not intervened in their discussions before, but now, as soon as Lucas Han appeared, he was banned. Had he said something he shouldn¡¯t have? But apart from discussing the exam answers with her, and earlier when he had taken a few Ballot fruit, both of these things were normal activities within the group. Why would the group leader intentionally ban him? Could it have something to do with him helping her with the exam answers? Sylvia Green speculated but was unwilling to believe it. If it was because of her, then Lucas Han would definitely hold a grudge.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Sylvia Green quickly scrolled down: ¡¾Ling Meimei - Cultivation¡¿: Leader? ¡¾Roth, the Three-Legged Beast¡¿: There really is a leader? ¡¾Laxus - Future¡¿: Damn! I thought it was just an AI system. ¡¾Bert the Dwarf¡¿: Hello, leader! I look forward to your guidance! ¡¾Loki the Spirit Elf¡¿: Hello, leader! ...! ¡¾Laxus - Future¡¿: Leader, can I ask why Lucas Han was banned? What did he do wrong? Could you let us know so we can follow the rules? Then, hundreds of members discussed what exactly Lucas Han had done wrong, and why the leader had suddenly paid attention and banned him. Some people said it was because he was helping Sylvia Green, others said it was due to inappropriate language, and some thought Linh H? T? had been secretly sending red envelopes... There were many theories, but no definitive answer. Sylvia Green trembled as she read, and most people believed it was because Lucas Han had helped her find the answers, analyzing it in such detail that she almost believed it herself. The discussion shifted when Linh H? T? said something: ¡¾Ling Meimei - Cultivation¡¿: Look, there¡¯s a new rule in the group. Everyone in the group quickly checked the new rules. Sylvia Green didn¡¯t miss it and immediately checked the group¡¯s new guidelines. Red Envelope Group Rules:
  1. Civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, honesty, friendliness.
  2. Members can claim all red envelopes, but only within the group.
  3. Members are prohibited from using the group for illegal activities or to disturb social order.
  4. No free handouts, members are encouraged to improve themselves through study. Profiteering is strictly forbidden.
...! Sylvia Green understood immediately. Lucas Han had been banned because of her. Since she had wanted to receive without giving, trying to profit by asking him to find the answers for the exam, he was banned. Sylvia Green cried inwardly, wishing she had been banned instead, but she didn¡¯t want Lucas Han to hate her because of this. After all, Lucas Han was like her family now, and everything she had depended on him. Every member in the group had special items unique to their world¡ªLing Meimei had elixirs and talismans, Ballot had fruits, Bert the Dwarf had crafts, Laxus had technology, and Lucas Han had miscellaneous goods and Chinese delicacies... But Sylvia had nothing to offer them. In the 1970s rural world, supplies were scarce. She didn¡¯t have anything to give to make the group members interested, so she relied on Lucas Han, who knew her world¡¯s special situation. He would ask her to collect antiques during her free time and send them to him, in exchange for daily necessities. These antiques were the only valuable things she could offer, but only to Lucas Han, since the two worlds were connected. If she traded them to another world, they would be worthless. So, everything she had depended on him, and if she offended him, life would become unbearable. Sylvia Green¡¯s worst fear had come true. Just from the tone of Lucas Han, she could tell he was angry with her. After all, he was the first person to be punished by the leader. It was no surprise that he was upset. But for them, the leader was a golden hand, so they wouldn¡¯t resent him, which meant the anger had shifted to Sylvia Green. Sylvia Green silently complained. Was the leader targeting her? He never warned her before but waited for her to break the rules and then announced it. Wasn¡¯t this a deliberate attempt to make an example of her? But she could only voice this concern in her heart, too afraid to speak it out loud. Sylvia Green, frustrated, bit into a piece of bread, wondering how to explain this to Lucas Han when the kitchen door suddenly swung open. ¡°Well, I knew it! You were stealing!¡± Sylvia¡¯s mother - Vicky- suddenly appeared, catching Sylvia Green in the act. Without a word, she raised her hand and slapped her. ¡°You naughty girl! Our family has so little food, and everyone is depending on this little bit to survive. How can you steal it? No one else is eating secretly, and you¡¯re the one doing it!¡± ¡°Ah!¡± Sylvia Green cried out, quickly running away. ¡°Mom, I didn¡¯t steal anything!¡± ¡°You still dare to lie? If you weren¡¯t stealing, why are you sneaking around here? I can smell it. Did you think I couldn¡¯t smell it?¡± This commotion woke up the whole house, and everyone rushed out to see what was going on. Sylvia Green had already hidden the bread in the red envelope space, so they didn¡¯t find any evidence. But with the sweet scent of bread and crumbs on her mouth, no one was fooled. Sylvia Green was scolded by her mother and punished to not eat dinner tomorrow.
Arden Forster, meanwhile, was unaware of this drama in the Green family. After she announced the group¡¯s new rules, she left the red envelope group. The group now had a clear set of rules, and Arden was confident that Lucas Han wouldn¡¯t intentionally break them. After all, anyone who violated the rules would be kicked out of the group. Having experienced the benefits of the red envelope group, Arden was sure that Lucas Han wouldn¡¯t leave or put himself in danger by challenging the rules. The reason Arden banned Lucas Han instead of directly banning Sylvia Green was to create a rift between them, causing discord between the two. The night was quiet. Arden did not sleep, instead sitting cross-legged on her bed, beginning her cultivation. The system said she couldn¡¯t use her cultivator powers, but it didn¡¯t say she couldn¡¯t practice her skills! Every time Arden crossed into a new body, she had to start her training from the beginning if she wanted to avoid disturbing others. Though inconvenient, Arden wasn¡¯t lazy. If there was ever a need for her martial strength, and she hadn¡¯t practiced, she would regret it. If she practiced but never had to use it, it wouldn¡¯t matter; she would just be gaining experience. Like reading a book a hundred times, every read feels different. Martial arts were the same. Every time she practiced, it felt different. Arden didn¡¯t feel any disadvantage in doing so. As the workday began, the team leader, Victor Green, came to Arden and told her that her family had sent a package for her to pick up. Lila May, who worked with Arden, hesitated and asked, ¡°Arden, did your family send you some books?¡± Her hopeful eyes didn¡¯t need any explanation. She was more concerned about the books Arden''s family sent than anything else. Arden nodded, not really paying attention to her meaning, ¡°Probably.¡± ¡°Then, can I go with you to get them?¡± Lila May quickly added, ¡°The books are heavy, so I¡¯m worried you won¡¯t be able to carry them by yourself.¡± Arden didn¡¯t refuse. People in this era were very earnest, and their thirst for knowledge was evident. Arden didn¡¯t mind Lila¡¯s eagerness for knowledge, and she respected her enthusiasm. Unlike some people who clearly had the means to study but wanted to profit by directly obtaining answers. Arden and Lila May went to fetch the package. On their way, they happened to meet Sylvia Green hurrying along. Arden vaguely overheard her conversation with someone beside her, mentioning wanting to buy some study materials for the upcoming college entrance exam. Arden chose not to comment, not sure whether it was study materials or antiques for a red envelope exchange, only Sylvia knew. Chapter 13: You want to go to what University ? Arden Forster¡¯s package was not small. It contained not only books but also some food items. The original owner of Arden''s body had been pampered by her family since childhood. Upon arriving in the countryside, she couldn''t bear the hardships and complained to her family. As a result, the Forster family sent a large amount of food to her, fearing she might suffer in the village. Arden, unfortunately, arrived at the wrong time. By the time she took over, the food had already been consumed by the original owner. So, when she arrived, she could only eat wild vegetables and dry rations for a few days with the rest of the group. Lila May stared intently at the stack of books, her eyes glowing. Arden didn¡¯t wait for her to speak and immediately said, "There¡¯s quite a lot of material, so everyone can take turns reading." "Lila, which book would you like to borrow?" Lila May, overjoyed, quickly said, "Thank you, Arden! I won¡¯t be shy then." "I plan to study math first. I¡¯m really afraid of this subject. I was always at the bottom of the class back at school. I can¡¯t afford to skip studying." Lila May said as she picked out two books. Although Arden allowed it, Lila May didn¡¯t plan to take multiple books at once. Everyone else also needed to study, and if she took all the books, what would they do? Arden didn¡¯t mind. The material was familiar to her, as she had studied it in her previous world. Her memory was excellent, and once she read something, it was hard to forget, so reviewing felt like a mere formality for her. In the afternoon, the others began returning to the courtyard to work. Upon hearing that Arden''s books had arrived, everyone rushed over to ask if they could borrow some. Arden wasn¡¯t stingy and lent books to anyone who asked. However, like Lila May, everyone only took one or two books, not wanting to take more. During the meal, the scene was quite different. Everyone held a book in one hand while eating with the other, being extremely careful not to dirty the pages. Some even forgot to eat altogether. After the long meal, Toman Forster suggested, "We don¡¯t have much time left. We work during the day, so we can only focus at night. How about we form study groups? One group for studying together, and another group for discussions. That way, we can save oil for the lamps." As soon as he said that, everyone agreed. Though it would be tough, they decided to endure for half a month. As long as they passed the exam, it would all be worth it. Arden didn¡¯t join in. As she said, she preferred a quiet study environment, and the more people there were, the noisier it became. So, she chose to study alone in her room. The others knew that she had plenty of oil for her lamp, so they didn¡¯t insist. And so, the intellectual youths of Triomphe Village started working during the day and staying up late at night to study. The hard work brought benefits to them, at least they stayed healthy; without such strenuous labor, they would definitely not have been able to endure. As Arden was heading back, she saw a group of villagers gathered by the roadside, walking slowly and whispering to each other. "Such a pity, the child didn¡¯t make it. If they had taken him to the hospital a little earlier, he might have survived. But after suffering through the night, he passed away by the time they reached the village entrance." "Taylor passed away last month. There¡¯s no son or daughter-in-law left. What do the elderly couple of the Triomphe family have to rely on now?" "The main family only has a daughter. They were hoping for a grandson, but now, it¡¯s all gone. No heirs." "Taylor was the same. He was the only son in the family, so why did he have to join the army? It''s said to be for the glory of the country, but he didn¡¯t think about how his parents would cope after he died." "Don¡¯t speak nonsense. Sacrificing for the country is an honor. If you had said this two years ago, you would¡¯ve been beaten. No one would dare to protest!" Arden vaguely saw the rickshaw surrounded by people, with someone lying on it. Even though a quilt was covering the body, it couldn¡¯t hide the bulging belly. Piecing together the villagers¡¯ conversations, Arden realized what had happened. In this era, going to the hospital to give birth was not common, especially in the countryside, where midwives were often called to deliver babies at home. Thus, the mortality rate, difficult births, and infections were very high. This wasn¡¯t just the case in this family, but for most people. Arden was familiar with the Taylor family as well. She had heard last month that their son had died on the battlefield, and she felt regret. It wasn¡¯t because their only son had passed away, but out of respect for the soldiers who sacrificed their lives. The woman in labor must have been his widow. "Childbirth is truly terrifying. I definitely don¡¯t want to have children in the future," Lily Mai whispered to Arden. Arden didn¡¯t respond, and when Lily Mai noticed, she turned to see Arden staring blankly at the ground. Looking in the direction Arden was gazing, Lily Mai noticed a bloodstain on the ground. Something was wrong! Arden quickly stood up and followed the crowd, stopping the rickshaw in front. "Wait, maybe we can still save the baby." Arden was well-known in the village, and among the educated youth, she was the most beautiful, garnering quite a bit of admiration. However, she was also considered the weakest, with a bad temper. The elders in the village, whose children were about the same age, had strict watch over their children to keep them away from Arden. This girl, after all, was not someone who could endure hardship, weak and capricious. Marrying her would be like marrying a burden. Of course, they knew that this girl had high aspirations, and she would definitely not stay in the countryside, but they could not resist her beauty. The young men in the village were not able to catch her attention, and she found them all annoying. Thus, in the eyes of the villagers, Arden was a troublemaker, causing a lot of harm.Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. Upon hearing her words, the villagers immediately sneered. "You''re just a little girl. How could you understand anything about childbirth? The person has already passed away, how could the baby still survive?" Arden ignored them, only focusing on the old man standing beside the rickshaw with a lifeless expression. "Let me try once. Although I can only guarantee a three out of ten chance, the person is already dead. There''s nothing to lose. A try still holds some hope, but if we don''t try, there''s nothing left." Although her words were not pleasant to hear, they were incredibly convincing. Indeed, the person had already died¡ªwhat could be worse? Even if they were dead, maybe there was still a chance to save the baby. The old man nodded. "Alright." With his approval, the others had no objections. Arden instructed the villagers to push the rickshaw toward the village clinic. Going to the county hospital would be too late; they could only do what they could here. A crowd gathered, not dispersing but following along, and the news spread quickly, with almost everyone in the village coming to watch the commotion. Lily Mai, worried, quietly asked Arden, "Are you really sure? If you can¡¯t save the baby, everyone will blame you." She asked with hesitation, not realizing that Arden knew much more about medicine than she had let on. She probably had learned it back when she was at home, but never revealed her knowledge to them. Arden didn''t respond verbally, but simply gave a reassuring glance. The original owner of this body didn¡¯t know much about medicine, but Arden, however, knew quite a bit. It was better for Lily Mai to come to her own conclusions. After all, once she saw the results, she would understand and make the right assumptions on her own. Arden had borrowed the local clinic for the procedure. The conditions there were rudimentary; even the syringes had to be disinfected and reused, giving an indication of how basic the place was. Luckily, the mother had already passed away, so there was no need for anesthesia or blood transfusions. Arden only needed to perform the surgery to extract the baby. Lily Mai and the villagers waited outside for half an hour. Unlike the villagers, who had come out of curiosity, Lily Mai was genuinely anxious, worried that Arden might cause some harm. When Taylor and the others rushed to the clinic upon hearing the news, Arden had already been inside for over half an hour. Taylor¡¯s mother, upon hearing that her daughter-in-law had passed away during childbirth, fainted on the spot. Now, upon hearing the latest news, she was helped to her feet and rushed over. "That city girl performed a C-section* on your daughter-in-law! She¡¯s already dead and still refuses to let the body rest in peace, don¡¯t you worry your daughter-in-law will come after you?" Someone chuckled and commented. Mrs. Taylor shot the speaker a fierce glare, "Are you speaking human language? She''s clearly saving my grandson, and you''re here cursing! Do you want me to repay your kindness with hatred? Let me make myself clear¡ªif my grandson isn¡¯t saved, it has nothing to do with that girl. If your gossiping mouth causes my grandson harm, I won¡¯t let you get away with it!" The man feel embarrassed but still defensive, retorted sharply, "It¡¯s not my fault your grandson didn¡¯t make it; how is that my problem?" Just then, a faint sound of crying echoed from the clinic. The sound was so soft it was nearly drowned out by the commotion outside. Lily Mai, however, caught the sound, her face lighting up with surprise as she exclaimed, "Everyone, do you hear that? It¡¯s the cry of a baby!" The crowd instinctively fell silent, leaning in to listen. Sure enough, they could hear the weak, but unmistakable sound of a baby crying coming from the clinic. The elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, were immediately overcome with emotion, shouting in excitement. They had thought all hope was lost¡ª their only son had sacrificed himself, their daughter-in-law had passed away during childbirth, and they had no grandchildren left. They had even begun to prepare for their own end, planning to join their son in death. But now, against all odds, their grandson had been saved! That girl must be a messenger of God, sent down to help them. Just then, the door to the clinic opened, and the only doctor in the village, who had been working tirelessly, rushed out with excitement. "It¡¯s twins! The two were tangled together during delivery, which made it difficult. One of them has been saved, but the other is still being attended to by Doctor Arden. The situation isn¡¯t great, and she asks that we hurry and call for a vehicle to take them to the hospital!" "Twins?" The revelation stunned them. But in that moment, the elderly couple, overwhelmed with emotion, didn¡¯t have time to celebrate. They immediately rushed to find the village head, desperate to borrow a vehicle. "The Taylor family is truly blessed! They thought they would have no descendants, but now, they''ve been given two grandsons." The crowd gathered, whispering among themselves, but now, they all rushed to help. At first, they thought there was no hope, and had gathered just to watch the commotion. But now that the child was saved, they eagerly offered assistance¡ªit was a matter of life and death, after all. Arden Forster followed along. The car was pulling a three-wheeled cart, with the child lying on it. Arden knelt beside the cart, performing CPR, trying to revive the baby. On the bumpy road, the car swayed, and Arden Forster struggled to maintain balance. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and despite the cold winter chill, steam could be seen rising from her head. Taylor¡¯s eyes were filled with tears, "Girl, you¡¯ve done everything you could. Whether or not you save the child, I¡¯ll accept it. You should rest for a moment." Arden didn¡¯t give up. Even though she was just a stranger, she felt compelled to try, especially since the child was the son of a soldier who sacrificed his life for the country. She couldn¡¯t let him down. Thankfully, though the child was still bruised and pale, his will to live was strong. By the time they reached the hospital, the baby had regained consciousness. "Thank you, thank you so much! You¡¯re truly a good person!" Taylor exclaimed, attempting to kneel before Arden. Arden quickly stopped him, "Take care of the child first. We can talk later." Taylor, with gratitude flowing from his mouth, hurried into the hospital room, and Arden gathered her strength, returning to the car to head back. The group of villagers, seeing that the child was safe, also started to head back, leaving Taylor''s family to care for the little one. On the way back, the group of villagers continuously praised Arden Forster, "Girl, you¡¯re amazing, you¡¯re even better than Dr. Wang." "That''s nonsense. Arden Forster should at least be compared to the county doctor, Dr. Wang can''t compare." "Yes, the county doctor has never saved a baby from a dead mother like that." ...! Taking advantage of the moment, Arden Forster used the opportunity to educate them on the benefits of giving birth in a hospital. "Actually, this isn¡¯t that difficult. Anyone who has studied medicine would be able to do it." "If Mrs. Taylor had given birth in a hospital today, there wouldn¡¯t have been so much trouble." "The doctor would have been aware of the birth situation in advance, and if it had been a difficult labor, a timely C-section would have been performed. Maybe both mother and child would have been fine." Therefore, in the future, it is better to give birth in a hospital to be safe. If something happens, help can be provided in time, unlike today when it almost resulted in three deaths." Everyone eagerly nodded in agreement. "It¡¯s not about the small risks, but about the big one. People were initially thinking giving birth in a hospital would be expensive, but after this incident, they understand its importance." Mr.Taylor was driving, observing and absorbing everything. Upon returning, he immediately decided to disband the group of intellectual youth. When busy, they should focus on work, and when not, they should stay home and study. This decision was met with deep appreciation from the youth. Working during the day and studying at night was indeed exhausting. One or two days was manageable, but it was not sustainable in the long term. Because of the lack of rest, they were mentally exhausted in the morning while working, and their efficiency was low when studying at night. Sometimes, they even fell asleep while standing. Even the strongest spirit cannot hide the exhaustion of their bodies. Originally, Tormen Forster had mentally prepared for the hardship, but he didn¡¯t expect such a significant resource within the team. This was truly a good thing. Seeing their excitement, Mr.Taylor smiled and said, "If you want to thank someone, thank Arden. It was her who helped us understand the importance of knowledge. Anyone can farm, but curing illnesses and saving lives isn''t something just anyone can do. We are all intellectual youth, aspiring to pass medical school or mechanical engineering... We do this to contribute more to our country and its people. I, along with all of you, am striving." From then on, not only did the villagers change their view of Arden, seeing her as a living Bodhisattva who could bring the dead back to life, but the intellectual youth also regarded her with immense respect, completely discarding any negative impressions. After the elderly couple, Mr Taylor and Mrs Taylor, left the hospital with their child, they gave Arden many gifts, such as eggs and brown sugar. They seemed simple, but were incredibly valuable in this time. Arden accepted a few symbolic gifts and told them to keep the rest for raising the two children. In the blink of an eye, with just one month remaining before the university entrance exams, the group of intellectual youth began to submit their university applications. Before entering university, they had to submit their preferences, and when registering, they had to choose their schools and majors. The others had been discussing which university to apply to, what major to choose... but only Arden Forster had a clear goal. "Arden, you''re probably going for a medical major, right? After all, you have the background for it," Lily Mai asked curiously. Arden didn¡¯t respond but handed her application form over for Lily Mai to look at. Lily Mai widened her eyes in surprise. Arden had filled in just one university and one major! It took a lot of confidence to apply to only one place. She murmured aloud, "University of Technology, Military Technology Department..." That¡¯s right, Arden had not abandoned her ambition to study weaponry. Moreover, in this era, a strong national defense was even more crucial than medicine. Chapter 14 Sylvia Green quietly held a box of powdered milk, cautiously avoiding the villagers as she made her way to the barn. Unlike the educated youth who had come to the countryside to both educate and work, some less fortunate individuals had been sent for reeducation through labor. These people were tasked with the dirtiest and most exhausting work, living in the barn and occasionally being dragged out for punishment. However, not all of them were truly bad people. Sylvia knew that Old Mr. Carter had been wrongfully accused. A grave injustice, truly a case of the century! How did she know? Because she had studied it in high school textbooks! This man was a senior official, and every action of his had been part of her history lessons every year! A required historical memory! The events Old Mr. Carter experienced were full of twists and turns, yet he never fell. Sylvia only knew he had been sent away, but she didn¡¯t know where. When her friend Chris gave her the materials, it turned out that the old man had been sent to the village for reeducation through labor. It was then that Sylvia understood¡ªeverything, even her arrival in this time, had a purpose! It seemed that the heavens hadn¡¯t just given her the golden touch and the red envelope group¡ªthey had given her a golden opportunity, one she couldn¡¯t afford to waste. Since learning about Old Mr. Carter¡¯s position in the barn, Sylvia had sought ways to approach him and had finally succeeded. At first, the old man refused to let her get close, worried that she might be implicated. But when he fell ill with a fever, she gave him medicine and food, and after that, he stopped pushing her away. This time, she had managed to take a box of milk powder from one of Chris¡¯s red envelopes and decided to bring it to the old man. However, she arrived at the wrong time. There were others in the barn, and she could faintly hear a man¡¯s low voice inside. Sylvia didn¡¯t know who it was and feared being discovered, so she prepared to quietly leave. The political climate was still unstable, and if anyone found out she was associating with such people, she would have a hard time explaining herself. Though she knew Old Mr. Carter would eventually clear his name, the villagers didn¡¯t know that. She had worked hard to secure such an important connection, and if she didn¡¯t wait for the old man to rise in stature, she would bear the consequences, and that would be a bitter price to pay! ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡± A voice called out from within. Despite Sylvia¡¯s careful movements, she was still noticed. The voice came sharply from inside, followed by the sound of someone rushing out.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. A tall young man dressed in military uniform appeared. He paused when he saw Sylvia, who stood frozen for a moment. At that moment, Old Mr. Carter came out, smiling as he patted the young man on the shoulder. ¡°No need to rush,¡± Old Mr. Carter said, ¡°This is just a girl from the village. She¡¯s a kind-hearted one, always coming to visit me.¡± The young man, realizing his mistake, quickly apologized. ¡°Sorry, I scared you.¡± However, despite his apology, his cold expression made him seem distant, and his apology didn¡¯t feel quite warm. Sylvia was unbothered. She waved her hand with a smile, ¡°It¡¯s alright.¡± As she smiled, her face lit up. Despite her healthy, sun-kissed skin, her teeth were strikingly white, and her smile was radiant. The young man couldn¡¯t help but glance at her again, finding her smile quite charming. Old Mr. Carter, having lived long enough to understand people, immediately saw that the two seemed to get along well. He smiled and said, ¡°Come over here. Let me introduce you two. Sylvia, this is my friend¡¯s grandson, a few years older than you.¡± ¡°Ethan, this is Sylvia. She¡¯s a good girl, so don¡¯t think about causing trouble for her.¡± The introduction, though awkward, made both of them blush. Neither of them spoke, but there was an unspoken understanding growing between them. Old Mr. Carter, observing them, was pleased. The two of them seemed like a perfect match. One was his most cherished friend¡¯s grandson, and the other was a sweet girl he deeply admired. The old man smiled to himself, watching the two stand together like a couple fated by the heavens. As the three of them entered the house, talking animatedly, Arden Forster, watching from a distance, was taken aback. So, the main couple meets this early? She had thought they wouldn''t meet until Sylvia went to university! But seeing how quickly they got along, it seemed the male lead had already forgotten about his fianc¨¦e. Perhaps he hadn¡¯t forgotten, but simply didn¡¯t care for her at all. The male lead had always disliked the original heroine, but because of their engagement, he had been forced to maintain that relationship. Meanwhile, the original heroine had been the one chasing after him. Sylvia had learned from the past that a single careless comment from the male lead had caused her to impulsively come to the countryside.
Sylvia truly didn''t know that Ethan found her annoying and just wanted to push her away. Even though the original heroine didn¡¯t like living in the countryside, she was determined to stay, refusing to let her family take her back. The reason? She didn¡¯t want Ethan to think less of her. She wanted to prove that she could stand on her own and earn his respect. What she didn¡¯t know was that she was just a side character in this story. The male lead was always going to be with the female lead, and no one could take him away. Everything she did was ultimately in vain. Arden, however, didn¡¯t like the male lead at all. If Ethan didn¡¯t like his fianc¨¦e, he should just call off the engagement. Instead, he gave her false hope, all the while secretly having feelings for someone else. Even if he was the male lead, this kind of behavior was unforgivable. But that was exactly why Arden, as a "supporting" character, could make an impact. Her role was to create misunderstandings between the main couple, pushing them to break up and get back together, each time growing closer, until their love deepened. This was her part to play in their love story, and she had to do it. It was simply a form of entertainment for her, though. However, Arden would never allow her life to revolve around the male and female leads forever. She wouldn¡¯t accept that. As for Old Mr. Carter? Arden had no intentions to involve herself with him. He had truly contributed to the country, and he would eventually be reinstated. But that didn¡¯t mean she was going to rely on him. If the female lead wanted to hold onto Old Mr. Carter, then let her. But Arden¡¯s true goal was to become a big shot herself. Chapter 15: How could I lied to you? Time had passed swiftly, and before she knew it, the day of the college entrance exam had arrived. Arden Forster kept her usual routine¡ªgoing to bed early and waking up early, her spirits high and her mind clear. In contrast, the others were all a little on edge, especially Lily Mai, who had dark circles under her eyes, clearly from a sleepless night. "I¡¯m so nervous! I didn¡¯t sleep a wink! It feels like the moment I closed my eyes, it was already morning," Lily Mai said, looking desperate. "Don¡¯t worry. We¡¯ve studied all we could, just do your best. Don¡¯t put too much pressure on yourself," said Taylor Grant, trying to reassure everyone. "You¡¯re still young; if you don¡¯t make it this year, you can try again next year. There¡¯s no need to rush." "Hang in there! Believe in yourself, we can do it!" they all encouraged each other, which eased their nerves a little. The exam location was at the elementary school in the county. The journey from Tri?u Village took about two hours, but thanks to Captain Grant¡¯s arrangement, they would get there in half an hour by car. As they arrived, they saw many students already gathered at the school gates, all huddling against the cold wind, waiting for the exam room to open. Arden noticed someone familiar among the crowd¡ªSylvia Green, who she hadn¡¯t realized had arrived earlier. The students from Tri?u Village had all been dropped off by Captain Grant, and when they arrived, Sylvia wasn¡¯t there, so she must have stayed at a guesthouse in the county. Just as Arden spotted the tall figure wearing a military uniform, she immediately understood. Ah, so her fianc¨¦ was here to see another girl off to the exam, but little did he know that his fianc¨¦e was also taking the exam at the same location. If this were in the original story, as a supporting character, Arden would definitely have to step in and cause a little trouble between the two leads. But she didn¡¯t want to interfere with the others¡¯ exams, so she decided to hold back¡ªfor now. At 8 AM, the exam officially began, and students filed into the exam room. As the invigilators passed out the exam papers, Arden took a look at the questions. To her surprise, the college entrance exam in this world was shockingly easy. It was practically at an elementary school level. It was easy for her, but there were still many students in the room scratching their heads, unsure of how to answer. The past few years had seen a lot of chaos, and it had certainly affected the education system. Knowledge and talent were incredibly scarce. Arden had chosen the science stream, so she took exams in politics, language, mathematics, and physics, whereas others in the arts stream took history and geography. The two-day exam finally came to an end. When they left the exam hall, some were happy, while others were disappointed. But since the results hadn¡¯t been released yet, there was still a glimmer of hope. ¡°Some of the math problems were impossible. I just guessed, and I didn¡¯t finish a few physics and chemistry questions¡­¡± Lily Mai said dejectedly. ¡°Arden, you must have done really well, right?¡± During their study sessions, they all knew that Arden had the best grades. Whenever anyone had difficulty with something, they¡¯d ask her, and she could answer everything. Though they knew they couldn¡¯t perform as well as her, they didn¡¯t harbor any ill feelings because Arden had genuinely helped them a lot. Lily Mai spoke for a while but didn¡¯t get a response from Arden. When she looked over, she saw that Arden was standing still, her eyes fixed on something in the distance. Lily Mai followed her gaze, and at the school gate, she saw a handsome young man in military uniform, standing out amidst the crowd of students, his face striking and hard to miss. Next to him was a smiling girl, talking to him. Lily Mai squinted, her eyes widening. Wasn¡¯t that Sylvia Green from their village? Without thinking much more, Lily Mai saw Arden walking toward the two. ¡°Mr. Templar, thank you so much for coming to watch me take the exam,¡± Sylvia said shyly, bowing her head. ¡°No problem. I was just passing by.¡± Ethan Templar, the young man, seemed to have no idea why he¡¯d been so attentive to this girl. Since the first time they met at Mr. Carter¡¯s place, he couldn¡¯t forget about her. When he heard she was taking the exam, he took the day off to cheer her on.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. It wasn¡¯t until he saw her smile that he realized, he might actually like this unique girl. She was special, not like the other country girls; she was smart, beautiful, and kind-hearted. Her speech and knowledge outshone many city girls. Every time they talked, she amazed him. ¡°Ethan Templar!¡± A sweet voice interrupted the moment between them and immediately drew the attention of everyone around. Ethan looked up and saw Arden walking toward them. He furrowed his brow. Why was she here? Arden didn¡¯t seem to notice his displeasure. She happily ran up to him, looked up at him with a small smile, and asked, ¡°Did you come here on purpose to watch me?¡± Sylvia¡¯s expression shifted immediately. Seeing Arden so familiar with Ethan, her heart raced with suspicion. What was their relationship? But thinking about how she hadn¡¯t even crossed the line with Ethan, she couldn¡¯t bring herself to ask him directly. So she chose another method. Tears welled up in her eyes as she bit her lip, looking both sweet and stubborn, asking Ethan, ¡°You and her...?¡± She didn¡¯t finish her sentence, but the implication was clear. Ethan, now understanding her unease, quickly responded, ¡°Don¡¯t listen to her, I¡¯m here for you, to cheer you on for your exam!¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Really. How could I lie to you?¡± Sylvia stopped crying and smiled shyly, lowering her head, feeling guilty for her earlier behavior. Arden watched this scene of love and affection unfold before her, her smile fading in an instant as she looked up at them from a distance. ¡°So,¡± she said coldly, her voice sharp. ¡°My fianc¨¦, Ethan Templar¡±¡ªshe pointed at him¡ª¡°left his army to come here, to escort another girl to her exam, showing affection and care for her.¡± ¡°But when his fianc¨¦e, who¡¯s also taking the exam at the same place, me¡±¡ªshe gestured to herself¡ª¡°he doesn¡¯t even bother to ask how I¡¯m doing.¡± She sighed, rolling her eyes. ¡°He probably doesn¡¯t even know that I¡¯m taking the exam here. Such as trash.¡± The onlookers were stunned. This wasn¡¯t the 21st century. Even though this era allowed for some freedom in romantic relationships, there was still a strong sense of conservatism when it came to matters of love and dating. Lovers holding hands in public would still be pointed at and whispered about. But here was a fianc¨¦e, in front of everyone, showing affection to another woman¡¯s lover. Wasn¡¯t that a scandal? Sylvia Green was equally confused. She had no idea that Ethan had a fianc¨¦e. Ethan¡¯s face turned dark at Arden¡¯s words, and when he saw Sylvia¡¯s reaction, his expression grew even colder. His eyes narrowed dangerously at Arden, as if he could pierce her with his gaze. But before he could say anything, Arden spoke again. ¡°If you like someone else, you can just tell me. I won¡¯t cling to you.¡± Ethan¡¯s face darkened further. Not cling to him? Ha! Didn¡¯t she used to follow him around like a shadow in the capital? She couldn¡¯t take a step without him, and now, here she was, pretending to be indifferent? ¡°The elders decided the engagement,¡± Arden continued, her voice laced with frustration. ¡°If you don¡¯t like it, you can refuse it. If you don¡¯t refuse, that means you accept. Even though we¡¯re betrothed, we should still be honest with each other. So what¡¯s this, playing both sides? You¡¯re a soldier, yet you can¡¯t even keep your word?¡± ¡°Fine, I¡¯ll write to my family and call off the engagement. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. You¡¯re free now, go ahead and love whoever you want.¡± Arden sighed. Her words struck Ethan like a blow. His face turned as dark as coal, but when she spoke the last part, he couldn¡¯t believe what he was hearing. Without thinking, he responded impulsively, ¡°R...Really?¡± He knew how much Arden cared for him, so how could she willingly break the engagement? But she had said it herself, and even if she was joking, he couldn¡¯t take it lightly. Without a moment¡¯s hesitation, Ethan replied, ¡°Alright, the engagement is dissolved. We¡¯re done here.¡± The words, however, fell on the ears of the watching crowd, and it quickly became clear that Arden wasn¡¯t joking. She had indeed been engaged to him. The crowd¡¯s opinion of him and Sylvia shifted immediately. A man with a fianc¨¦e was casually flirting with another woman. And a woman plug herself into someone else¡¯s engagement...! How disgusting, both of them. By the time Ethan understood what had happened, Arden had already walked away, leaving the crowd still murmuring and pointing at him. ¡°You have a fianc¨¦e? Why didn¡¯t you tell me? You¡¯re horrible!¡± Even Sylvia, feeling a pang of anger, confronted him. Ethan was flustered. He didn¡¯t care what anyone else said, but seeing the girl in front of him upset made his heart ache. ¡°Sylvia, listen to me, everything¡¯s not what you think.¡± ¡° No no no! I don¡¯t want to hear it, I don¡¯t want to hear it!¡± Sylvia snapped, refusing to listen. ...! Although Arden had already walked far away, she could still hear the chaotic drama unfolding behind her, like a scene from a soap opera. A fiery love triangle, playing out with all its intensity in the middle of the crowded street. "There you go" Arden sighed, rolling her eyes. "Don¡¯t thank me, I¡¯ve just give out the chance for the two of you to be together." Lily Mai twisted her hands nervously, trying to console her, ¡°Arden, don¡¯t be upset. A man like that isn¡¯t worth it. You¡¯re amazing, and you¡¯ll definitely find someone better than him¡­¡± She was genuinely surprised by Sylvia¡¯s actions. She could never imagined that Sylvia would be the type of person to steal Arden¡¯s fianc¨¦ - her friend''s fianc¨¦. She couldn¡¯t believe how deceitful people could be, appearing friendly but hiding such intentions. Arden gave a faint acknowledgment, ¡°Of course, someone like Ethan Templar isn¡¯t worth my tears.¡± She waved her hand dismissively. ¡°But I know what you mean.¡± Lily Mai misunderstood Arden¡¯s calmness and assumed she was devastated. She felt even more upset for her, thinking that she needed to be consoled. When they returned home, Lily Mai told the rest of the intellectual youth about what happened. Everyone was furious, especially for Arden. They couldn¡¯t believe Sylvia would intervene in someone else¡¯s love life so shamelessly. The gossip spread fast, reaching the whole factory. The workers were talking about it all day. Despite Sylvia¡¯s repeated explanations that she didn¡¯t know at first, no one showed any sympathy for her. ¡°Okay so assume that she didn¡¯t know at first,¡± Lily Mai muttered to the person next to her, ¡°But afterward? Didn¡¯t she still get involved with him? Someone even saw them kissing in the bushes, broad daylight! And she didn¡¯t even seem embarrassed about it!¡± Everyone in the factory was in a frenzy, gossiping and spreading the story. Even though Sylvia tried to defend herself, the more she explained, the worse it seemed. Chapter 16: Entrance exams score Recently, things had been tough for Sylvia Green. Since the university entrance exams ended, her relationship with Ethan Templar had become the talk of the town. Everyone knew about it, and behind her back, people whispered about her. Despite Sylvia¡¯s repeated explanations that she hadn¡¯t known Ethan had a fianc¨¦e and that their relationship was never romantic, no one believed her. But she wasn¡¯t lying. Before, she had no relationship with Ethan other than being somewhat close. It wasn¡¯t until after the exams that they officially became a couple, and by then, Ethan had already broken off his engagement with Arden Forster. Just thinking about it made Sylvia furious. If it weren¡¯t for Arden announcing their broken engagement in front of everyone, her relationship with Ethan wouldn¡¯t have caused this mess. Sylvia was sure that Arden had done it on purpose. She hated Arden. From the first time she saw her, she knew she couldn¡¯t stand her. No matter what others said about her, Sylvia remained with Ethan. There seemed to be some kind of magnetic pull between them, as if they were meant to be together. And even though people gossiped about their public displays of affection, like kissing in the bushes during the day, Sylvia didn¡¯t care. After all, she had crossed over from the 21st century, where kissing in public wasn¡¯t a big deal. But soon, Sylvia¡¯s attitude changed. Twenty days after the exams, the results were announced. The group of intellectual youth didn¡¯t do too badly in the exams. Although not perfect, their results surpassed initial expectations. Sylvia¡¯s results were also decent. Even without the answers from Chu H¨¤n, her background from the modern world made her more than capable of handling elementary school-level math problems. However, there were some tricky questions that cost her a few points. There was one question about the color of a fish, something she couldn¡¯t make sense of at all. She just couldn¡¯t understand it. Even so, she managed to score well, earning 302 points. It wasn¡¯t a high score, but compared to others who barely scraped through with just one or two hundred points, her result wasn¡¯t bad at all. In the village, some people barely scraped by with just a few points on their exams. Among the group of students who scored a few dozen points were Sylvia Green''s cousin and older brother. Without Sylvia''s tutoring, they could only rely on their own abilities, and that truly reflected their true academic performance. Her younger brother, the best performer in their family apart from Sylvia, scored just over a hundred points. So, Sylvia had the highest score in her family and stood out compared to most others in the village. When the results were announced, the villagers had a different opinion of her. Despite her poor reputation, everyone acknowledged that she would likely be a student in the future. In their village, having a university student was rare. Even though no one openly praised her, no one deliberately cut ties with her either. But just as Sylvia''s results were being discussed, the scores of Arden Forster were revealed in the intellectual youth group. Arden''s results were almost perfect. She only missed a few points in the language exam, but scored full marks in mathematics, physics, chemistry, and politics. She was also ranked first in the province for the science stream. She hadn''t wanted to boast about it, but how could such a big achievement stay hidden? People in the factory couldn¡¯t keep it quiet and spread the news everywhere. The top scorer in the province was from their factory, and that was huge news. After saving the twin babies from the Taylor family, Arden¡¯s name became even more talked about. Her beauty, medical skills, and now her top exam results¡ªit seemed like the heavens had given her all the best qualities. With the spotlight on her as the one with the highest score of the country, no one even cared about Sylvia¡¯s results anymore. So, Sylvia had confirmed once again, Arden is definitely her nemesis, the subject of countermeasures! Since the university entrance exam results were announced, Sylvia Green had become the subject of relentless gossip. Everyone in town was talking about her relationship with Ethan Carter. Despite Sylvia repeatedly explaining that she hadn¡¯t known Ethan was already engaged, no one seemed to believe her.The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. The truth was, Sylvia had never had a serious relationship with Ethan. They had only shared a few ambiguous moments. Their relationship became official after the exams, but by then, Ethan had already broken off his engagement with Arden Forster. Sylvia was furious. She realized that Arden had intentionally mentioned the broken engagement in front of everyone, making it clear that if it weren¡¯t for her, things between Sylvia and Ethan wouldn¡¯t have become so messy. Sylvia was convinced Arden had done this on purpose. She had never hated anyone as much as she hated Arden. From the moment Sylvia first met Arden, she felt an instant dislike. No matter what others said about her, Sylvia remained close to Ethan, feeling an undeniable pull between them, as though their connection was destined. As for how others judged their public displays of affection, Sylvia didn¡¯t care. In the modern world she came from, showing affection openly was normal. A kiss in public was no big deal. But soon, her indifference began to fade. After the exams, results came in. The group of intellectual youths did fairly well¡ªnothing perfect, but they all exceeded expectations. Sylvia¡¯s results were good, especially considering she hadn¡¯t had the answers from Joe Han. With her background from the modern world, the basic school subjects were easy for her. She missed a few points on some tricky questions, but overall, she scored well¡ª302 points, which was solid. It wasn¡¯t the highest score, but compared to others in the village, she was proud. Some students barely scored a dozen points, and her younger brother, despite being second-best in the family, scored just over 100. When the results came out, the villagers began to view Sylvia differently. Despite her flaws, they now saw her as someone who would probably attend university, which was a rare thing for people from the village. Just as people started to praise Sylvia, the results for Arden Forster came out. Arden had nearly perfect scores. She was first in the province for the science stream, missing only a few points in the language exam. The news spread fast. Arden became the talk of the town¡ªnot just for her beauty, but for her remarkable academic achievements. The villagers were amazed that someone like her was from their midst. Her achievements overshadowed Sylvia¡¯s, and people began to forget about Sylvia¡¯s results. Arden became the star of the village, and it was hard for anyone to compete with her. Meanwhile, Sylvia struggled with her feelings of inadequacy. After everything she had gone through, how could she still be overshadowed by someone like Arden? Days passed, and things got worse for Sylvia. She was still waiting for her university acceptance letter, but while others received their notices, Sylvia¡¯s was nowhere to be found. She stayed calm at first, but as the days went on, she began to feel anxious. Eventually, her family encouraged her to inquire. When she went to ask, the school staff told her that, although she had the required points, her application was rejected for ¡°moral reasons.¡± Sylvia was stunned. How could this be? Her grades were good enough¡ªhow could she be rejected? In this era, not only academic performance was considered, but also one¡¯s character. Despite her good scores, Sylvia had been caught in the swirl of gossip and her controversial relationship with Ethan. It wasn¡¯t just her¡ªmany students with better results were also rejected for similar reasons. As news of Sylvia¡¯s rejection spread, the gossip in the village grew louder. Lily Mai, ever eager to share drama, told the intellectual youth group with excitement. She relished the chance to spread the story. ¡°I heard from Quinn that the admissions officer said she was rejected because of her behavior with Ethan,¡± Lily Mai said, practically giddy. ¡°And guess what¡ªshe was even caught kissing him in the woods in broad daylight! She wasn¡¯t hiding anything!¡± With each telling, the details grew more exaggerated, and Lily Mai reveled in it. She had always been envious of Sylvia¡¯s relationship with Ethan, and now, seeing Sylvia fall, she couldn¡¯t help but feel satisfied. Sylvia, however, didn¡¯t take the news lightly. She knew that Arden was indirectly responsible for all of this¡ªif Arden hadn¡¯t made their relationship public, none of this would have happened. The fact that Arden had exposed everything had forced Ethan into a corner, and now their private lives were being scrutinized. Sylvia couldn¡¯t understand why Ethan hadn¡¯t kept their relationship a secret. She had felt his affection, but now, seeing everything fall apart, she began to question everything. As for Arden, she remained unaffected by the drama. In fact, she found it somewhat amusing. Sylvia and Ethan had been flaunting their relationship, but now they had to face the consequences. Arden had only made their relationship public, and considering everything that had happened, it seemed fair. In this world, there were no so-called heroes or villains. Everyone had to live with the consequences of their actions. As for Sylvia, she had learned her lesson¡ªsome things were better left in the dark. Arden sat to the side, listening to the gossip. She couldn''t believe that Sylvia was pushing herself into such a mess. Sure, such actions might be considered normal in the 21st century, but this was the 1970s. Since she had crossed into this time, wouldn¡¯t it be better to at least adapt to the customs here? Sylvia was clueless, but didn¡¯t she realize that Ethan might have a problem too? Was it possible that the power of love, once caught in its grasp, could turn someone into a fool? In the original story, Sylvia and Ethan were just as affectionate, unable to hold back their feelings. Sylvia had initiated a kiss with Ethan once, feeling the sweetness of it, and it became hard to control herself afterward. However, back then, there were no complications, no one to scrutinize them, and so nothing came of it. But now, thanks to Arden, the relationship had been exposed to the public. There were countless eyes watching them, and not keeping things private made them vulnerable to judgment. It was no wonder that some people were turning their backs on them. In the modern world, the idea of a man showing his raw desires and not hiding them is somewhat romanticized. The male lead, especially military men, are often portrayed as open about their passions. They are charming, even when a little wild. But in reality, when such displays happen, the situation often becomes complicated, especially when you add in the expectations of a more conservative era. Reading stories of passionate charactors in novels feels exciting, but when people are watching from the sidelines, every little detail becomes fodder for gossip. Arden''s actions were similar to dragging the main couple back into reality, where nothing was hidden, and everything was under the spotlight. Chapter 17 After the first semester of the university entrance exams was restored, things settled down for the first three months. The group of intellectual youths who had received their admission letters within the past two months gradually returned to the city, preparing for the new semester. Arden Forster was no exception. After having a final meal with the group of intellectual youths, she too made her way back to the capital. Among the intellectual youth, her results were some of the best. Out of seven who had taken the exams, four had passed, while the other three were not far behind and could easily retake the exams the next year with high chances of success. Arden boarded the train, spending a full day and night traveling, until she finally arrived at the capital. As she squeezed her way out of the crowded train station, she immediately spotted her parents and her older brother, Adrian Forster, waiting for her outside. The three of them waved enthusiastically when they saw her, their faces lighting up with happiness. "Arden, Arden, over here!" her mother called out. Seeing her daughter with two large suitcases, her mother quickly nudged Adrian. "Go help your sister with her bags." Adrian Forster, wearing a military uniform, stood tall and handsome. His long legs made him stand out among the crowd, and as he walked toward the group, several girls sneaked glances at him. Adrian moved quickly, his long strides covering the distance in a few steps, and soon he was by Arden''s side. He took the two suitcases from her with ease, giving her a gentle smile. "Long trip? I took leave to come pick you up. Don¡¯t overdo it, you¡¯ve been tough on your own, haven¡¯t you?" Before Arden could answer, he looked her over from head to toe, sighing in concern. "You¡¯re so thin, so tan. You''ve had it rough, haven¡¯t you?" His younger sister, who had always been fair-skinned and delicate since childhood, didn¡¯t look the same anymore, especially after spending so much time in the countryside. Adrian couldn¡¯t help but feel guilty for not stopping her from going in the first place. As they were talking, Arden''s parents rushed over. Her father shot a glance at Adrian and scolded, "You rascal, do you even know how to talk? Of course our daughter is smart, but no matter what, she¡¯ll always be beautiful in my eyes!" Meanwhile, her mother, deeply concerned, pulled Arden into an embrace. "My precious girl, why are you so thin? Didn¡¯t you eat well there? When we get home, I''ll cook something delicious for you every day, and I¡¯ll make sure you gain some weight." Arden didn¡¯t interrupt. She wasn¡¯t surprised anymore about the way her family treated her. With how much they spoiled her, it was no wonder she grew up with the mentality of a princess¡ªprotected and cherished, afraid to fall. If she had stayed at home as a little princess, it would have been fine, but once she stepped outside, no one was going to spoil her like that. After all, she was eighteen, not eight. So, when she reflected on the way the original Arden had ended up, it was partly because her family had spoiled her too much. It wasn¡¯t that she hadn¡¯t been loved, but the way they loved her without teaching her the proper life skills, and treating her like a princess who could get whatever she wanted, contributed to her obsession with Ethan. This obsession was the root of the family''s eventual tragedy. Of course, now that Arden was the one experiencing it, she loved all the attention from her family. It was only natural that she continued to act sweet around them, enjoying their affection. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Grandfather and grandmother Forster were also at home waiting for their precious granddaughter. If it weren¡¯t for Arden¡¯s father being an influential figure, who had to gather a team just for an outing, they would have gone themselves to pick her up. It had been more than a year since they had seen her, and they missed their little granddaughter terribly. Unlike many families that favored sons over daughters, the Forster family, from top to bottom, had always adored their daughter. It helped that there were plenty of sons in the family. From the grandfather down, there had only been one girl¡ªArden. Since the time of Arden¡¯s grandfather, the Forster family had never had a daughter. Arden¡¯s grandmother had three sons, and after they all grew up and started families, they each had several children, but they were all sons. A grandson was rare enough, but after several generations, with five or six boys, no one in the family expected anything else. The mischievous little boys were nothing compared to a sweet, soft, and adorable little girl, right? That''s why the daughters-in-law of the Forster family worked so hard to have a daughter, but no one succeeded. Instead, the number of boys kept growing. When Arden was born, she broke the family tradition of three generations without a daughter. That''s why she was so spoiled by everyone in the family; it was no surprise. "Oh my, my dear granddaughter, you''re back! I''ve missed you so much, I couldn¡¯t even eat or sleep properly. I wanted to go pick you up, but no one would let me," Arden''s grandmother exclaimed with a warm embrace as Arden entered the main house. Seeing her appearance, the old woman¡¯s heart ached. She scolded Arden''s father for not bringing her home sooner, then immediately began to shower her with all the delicious food in the house. "Look, look! Arden has lost so much weight. She must have suffered a lot. I told them we should''ve brought her home sooner..." she continued, lamenting. Arden felt deeply moved by her grandmother''s love. This was the warmth of the family, and she could feel every bit of it. In reality, Arden wasn¡¯t as pitiful as others thought¡ªshe wasn¡¯t as dark and thin as people said. Living in the countryside had made her even healthier, and because she wasn''t picky with food, she didn¡¯t just stay healthy, she had gained a little weight. But there was a certain kind of thinness¡ªone that the elders saw and worried about. After a few days at home, being pampered like a pig, Arden slowly transformed. Initially, she was a little dark-skinned, but after being spoiled, she became fair and delicate. Soon, it was time for school to begin. Before she left, her grandmother was still worried, "Can¡¯t you change your major? It''s fine for you to study Education, why do you want to study weapons? It''s dangerous! Your brother is tough and can handle that, let them deal with it. You, Arden, just stay home, eat well, and look beautiful..." Her grandfather couldn''t hold back his frustration and retorted, "It''s good for children to have ambition. Stop holding her back." He quickly softened his tone and lovingly said to Arden, "Arden, studying theory is enough, don¡¯t get involved in dirty and exhausting experiments. Be careful, okay?" Arden repeatedly assured them she wouldn''t put herself in danger, and with that, they were reassured. After another tearful farewell, Arden finally boarded the bus to her university. It would have seemed like she was going abroad, but in reality, she was in the capital city, not even staying in a dormitory. She would go home every evening. After registering, school began. Arden was fortunate to experience the most unusual school year ever, with classmates of all ages. Some were already married with children, and there were even parents attending university with their young children. This strange sight could only happen in this era. As Arden¡¯s university life settled into a rhythm, Sylvia Green left the village. Due to her failure in the moral evaluation, Sylvia wasn¡¯t accepted into university despite her good exam results. She faced ridicule and gossip in the village and couldn¡¯t stand it anymore, so she decided to leave and make her own way in the world. In these two years, there were few university graduates, and being a graduate was like having a golden ticket. But by the 1980s, those golden tickets lost their value, and money became the ultimate determining factor. Many people left their jobs and ventured into business, hoping to strike it rich during the economic boom. It was now 1977, meaning in about two years, the first special economic zones would be established. What Sylvia needed to do now was to save up, preparing to take a risk in the special zones when the time came. She believed that, with her visionary perspective that transcended the times, even if she didn¡¯t become the richest person, she would at least become a millionaire. After sharing her plans with Ethan, though he didn¡¯t give her much attention, he still supported her and handed over all his savings. Sylvia was deeply touched. To find a man willing to give her everything in this era was truly lucky. However, what she didn¡¯t know was that Ethan had also been affected by his own moral evaluation issues, resulting in disciplinary action. Although he hadn¡¯t been expelled due to his previous good performance, he still faced consequences. Sylvia quietly packed up her money and left the village without telling anyone, not even her parents. Her first stop was Silverbrook, which at the time was still under capitalist control. The economy was booming, and it was like night and day compared to the interior. Sylvia planned to begin her journey to success here. Chapter 18: Silverbrook Sylvia Green had used all her strength to get from the rural area to Silverbrook, but as someone without local identification, she was considered an outsider with no connections. On top of that, Sylvia only knew a bit of Silverbrook''s language, since the local dialect wasn''t taught in her area. Her lack of fluency quickly exposed her as someone from the mainland. At this time, Silverbrook was in a state of chaos. Sylvia was alone, with no support, and as a young, beautiful girl with no background, it was easy to imagine the kind of trouble she could find herself in. She had come from a small fishing village near the coast and quickly ran into a group of thugs looking to extort money. They joked with her, and as soon as they realized she had no connections or power, they immediately pushed her into a narrow alley. Fortunately, before she had left, Sylvia had used some enhancement items from the "red envelope group"¡ªgifts she had acquired that were meant to boost her strength from another world. So, when it came to using force against the thugs, she was more than capable of defending herself. However, Silverbrook was a city with gang organizations everywhere. Even the street thugs were affiliated with the powerful "Shadow Wolf" gang. After a near-death encounter, the gang was enraged by a girl who had almost incapacitated their members. They couldn¡¯t accept the humiliation, so they quickly called for backup. Sylvia, new to the city and unaware of the local dynamics, didn¡¯t leave immediately after the fight. She found herself trapped by the gang, blocking her way. Although she had enhanced strength, she couldn¡¯t fight off the entire group, especially since she had no way of taking on a hundred of them. In the end, Sylvia was overpowered and taken by the Shadow Wolf gang. Since crossing into this world, Sylvia had feared her looks wouldn''t match up to her original self, so she had used the beauty-enhancing potions from the red envelope group. She had transformed into a stunning beauty, her skin fair and her appearance flawless¡ªdefinitely a captivating woman. Because of this, when she was brought to the Shadow Wolf gang, their leader immediately took an interest in her. "Not bad, this little thing is pretty nice," the leader, Wolf, commented, eyeing her hungrily. "I''ll take care of her first, and you guys can have the leftovers." "Thanks, Wolf," another gang member chimed in. "But this girl is tough. She knows some martial arts. How about we drug her to calm her down?" "Sure, why not?" They were speaking right in front of Sylvia, with no shame at all, showing no fear of her. Although Sylvia didn¡¯t understand the entire conversation, she could catch the general idea. And with the lecherous stares they gave her, it was clear what they had planned. Sylvia was both furious and terrified. She was on the Shadow Wolf''s turf, surrounded by their people. Even if she tried to run, she wouldn¡¯t be able to escape. Seeing Wolf''s brothers holding syringes coming over, wanting to inject medicine into her body. In a moment of desperation, Sylvia Green had no choice but to use her life-saving charm¡ªa fire talisman. There were more than a dozen people in the room, and as soon as she pulled out the talisman, all of them were within its range of attack. Within moments, ten of the men were set ablaze, their skin peeling and burning, screaming and rolling on the floor in agony. Some even ran out to try and put the fire out with water. But the talismans from the Immortal Realm weren¡¯t so easily extinguished. The thugs outside saw the fire spreading, and in a panic, they tried pouring water on it, but after one bucket, the flames intensified instead of dying down. Even diving into a nearby pond didn¡¯t help. The fire kept burning, and everyone could only watch in horror as the men inside were burned alive. A heavy smell of burning flesh filled the air. Sylvia walked out, holding the talisman with a frosty expression, an air of invincibility surrounding her. ¡°Hmph! This is the price for those who dared to offend me. If you don¡¯t want to die, get out of here!¡± she said coldly. The thugs were so terrified by the sight that they ran away, tripping over themselves, their panic written all over their faces as they rushed to tell others about what had just happened. The fire was too bizarre, too terrifying. The ten men who were burned to death had suffered horribly, and their deaths left everyone stunned. This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it Despite Silverbrook being a small-time gang, it had connections everywhere. Word of the terrifying event spread quickly, and Sylvia¡¯s name echoed through the city. Of course, Silverbrook was a place full of superstition, where all kinds of mystics and so-called "masters" were revered. The more bloodthirsty or mysterious someone appeared, the more likely they were to be admired. So, when Sylvia used just a simple talisman to kill a handful of men and wipe out a small gang, people started seeing her as a high-level master, someone with incredible abilities. Her reputation spread far and wide. It was a case of a beautiful misunderstanding, and Sylvia didn¡¯t bother to correct it. She was now known as a ¡°master,¡± and everyone treated her with courtesy and respect. In Silverbrook, no one was foolish enough to offend a master, especially one who had proven themselves to be as powerful as she was. Soon, some people were offering extremely high prices for her charms, tempting Sylvia with amounts that made her hesitate. Even though Ethan had given her all his allowance, it was in local currency, and here in Silverbrook, it was useless. She felt like a poor woman, a so-called "master" who still had to figure out how to buy food... But Sylvia remembered the rules of the Red Envelope group. Only group members were allowed to use the items, so she reluctantly turned down the offers. She could earn money later, but breaking the rules of the group and getting kicked out? That was something she couldn¡¯t afford. After Sylvia Green conducted her investigation, she realized that while Silverbrook was prosperous, the underworld there was incredibly ruthless. Even though she paid protection money every day, survival wasn¡¯t guaranteed, and the police were practically useless in dealing with these gangs. Moreover, being seen as a master yet engaging in small businesses might reveal her true nature. Sylvia considered this, and finally decided to continue with her "master" persona. She wasn¡¯t going to offer fortune-telling services, but she had charms, and although she didn¡¯t have many, she could still use them to intimidate people. Others didn¡¯t know that, so pulling out a charm to scare someone would be enough. Perhaps it was the effect of being in the protagonist''s spotlight, but Sylvia truly succeeded. The Zhang family in Silverbrook, a well-known and powerful family, were still famous even after generations. She got a job as a bodyguard for the family. The patriarch of the Zhang family invited her to work for them, not because she could read fortunes, but because they simply needed a bodyguard. When danger struck, she would use her charms to protect them. To be honest, the job couldn¡¯t have been better for Sylvia. She didn¡¯t really have any special skills, but she could rely on the charms. The patriarch¡¯s arrangement was a perfect fit for her! Though things weren¡¯t always smooth, Sylvia managed to establish herself in Silverbrook and began to build her foundation. Meanwhile, Arden did not care too much about Sylvia. After entering the University, Arden immediately dove into the ocean of knowledge. She learned quickly and had a strong self-study ability. At first, she followed the teacher''s pace. Later, she was afraid that her progress was too slow, so she decided to study on her own. If there was anything she did not understand, she would ask the teachers right away. The teachers liked studious students the most. After discovering her learning ability, they happily changed their teaching method. In class, they would teach everyone, and after school, they would teach Arden only. Thus, in less than a year, Arden had completed four years of university, and was secretly looking for some self-study materials. In her second year of university, while her classmates were still attending school, Arden Forster had already immersed herself in the laboratory. Each time she entered, it was for several days at a time, losing sleep and meals while working on her research. Every time, her grandmother would send her brother to fetch her back home. "Oh my, my precious, why are you working so hard? What are your brothers for? You don¡¯t need to worry, just be happy and be yourself..." "But, Grandma, I enjoy doing the research." Her grandmother, Arden''s maternal grandmother, was a woman of strong opinions and no compromises. "Alright, alright, if you love it, go ahead, but you must make sure to eat and rest. Look at you¡ªworked so hard to gain some weight, and now you¡¯re looking like this!" Suddenly, Grandma had an idea, slapping her leg. "How about I go to the lab and cook for you? I¡¯m just sitting at home with nothing to do!" The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. "Yes, that¡¯s it! I¡¯ll cook for you, that way you won¡¯t have to skip meals anymore¡­" Arden quickly refused, not wanting to trouble her grandmother by asking her to take care of her. Arden''s father, after thinking for a moment, spoke up, "Mom, don¡¯t worry about it, Arden¡¯s meals will be sorted out very quickly." The family was puzzled, looking at Arden¡¯s father. He didn¡¯t waste time beating around the bush and said directly, "The higher-ups have decided. They¡¯re making sure that Arden is well taken care of. The meals and rest will be handled by someone dedicated to it." "Wait, what¡¯s going on?" the family asked, looking at him in confusion. "I don¡¯t know all the details, but Arden has developed a new military technology. Once it¡¯s successful, it¡¯s bound to make a breakthrough in our national weapons industry. Competing with the Royal Kingdom and the United Force will no longer be just a dream." He spoke with pride in his voice, even though he didn¡¯t fully understand what Arden was researching. But from the reverence on the faces of those around him, he was certain that her work was no ordinary research. When he first heard the news, he didn¡¯t dare believe it¡ªcould it really be his granddaughter? He had no bias against Arden; she had grown up to be likable and smart. But even he never imagined she could accomplish something this monumental! Now, seeing it all come to life, what could they question? The family was overjoyed hearing this. Arden''s parents said, "Our daughter is the best!" Her brothers exclaimed, "Our sister is amazing!" Grandfather said, "My granddaughter makes me so proud!" Grandmother was thrilled, "Look at that, I told you, my granddaughter is the best, effortlessly making outstanding achievements!" But soon, her grandmother looked worried. "Does this mean Arden can¡¯t come home casually anymore?" "Grandma, I¡¯m not in prison; I¡¯m doing research. If you miss me, just give me a call and I¡¯ll come home to visit!" Arden reassured her. Her grandmother was soothed by this and happily agreed, returning to her cheerful self. This time when Arden went home, it was to say her goodbyes. After a short time with her family, she had to quickly return to the lab and continue her work on advancing the nation''s military technology. Chapter 19: You broke the Protagonists ? Again ? Ten years were enough to change the world completely. Sylvia Green had originally planned to make enough money in Silverbrook and return home, but things didn¡¯t go as planned. With the special zone opening up, she never got the chance to leave. At first, she worked as a bodyguard for the Zhang family, which gave her easy access to the elite circles of the underworld. She met many wealthy people. Silverbrook was chaotic, but there was still plenty of money among the rich. The luxurious world of the elite was an overwhelming temptation. Coming from a rural inland village, even after witnessing the city''s prosperity later on, Sylvia Green was still completely captivated by the wealth and opulence. In the modern world, she had been just an ordinary person with no chance of stepping into the circles of the rich. To her, they had always been like kings compared to beggars¡ªbuying two loaves of bread, eating one, and tossing the other away. But after actually experiencing such a life, she realized how shallow her previous thoughts had been. She now understood that true elites came from families that had accumulated wealth for centuries. Even with the advantage of foresight, the fortune she had gathered was nothing more than new money. Compared to them, she was insignificant. If she had never seen it, she could have remained content. But now that she had tasted the high life, she couldn¡¯t bring herself to go back. Moreover, someone deliberately approached her with ulterior motives, and she quickly fell into the trap. The man who sought her out was the fourth son of the Zhang family, ranked seventh among his siblings. Everyone called him the Seventh Young Master. Sylvia Green followed Zhang Lao, who had married over a dozen wives. Only four of them remained in his household, and he had countless children. The Seventh Young Master was not particularly outstanding among them. Zhang Lao was over seventy years old but had yet to decide on his heir. Every child fought desperately to prove themselves, hoping to be chosen. Only one would inherit the family''s fortune. The rest would receive a small share and be forced to start anew on their own. One would receive a vast inheritance, while the others would have to struggle to build their own empires. It wasn¡¯t hard to guess which path they preferred. The competition was fierce. The real contenders for the inheritance had narrowed down to four. Seventh Young Master had been born much later than his older siblings, meaning he lacked their social connections and had no real advantage. But he was the most favored. The other heirs feared that their father would be influenced by his words, so they remained highly vigilant against Zhang Bojun and blocked all his opportunities. Zhang Bojun grew anxious and decided to take a shortcut. He approached Sylvia Green, used sweet words to break down her defenses, and eventually convinced her to act against Zhang Lao. He promised that if he inherited the family business, he would marry her, and together, they would control the Zhang empire. Sylvia Green was never a schemer. Against someone like Zhang Bojun, she was no match. Falling for his words, she agreed. As Zhang Lao¡¯s personal bodyguard, she had many chances to get close to him. Using her skills, she struck when he least expected it. But before the two of them could enjoy the fruits of their victory, Zhang Bojun¡¯s brothers exposed him, accusing him of patricide and demanding that he be stripped of his inheritance. Sylvia Green produced a "will" that named Zhang Bojun as the rightful heir, but no one accepted it. Since Zhang Lao had never officially chosen a successor, the most powerful heirs started an all-out war for control. Overnight, the Zhang family fell into chaos. Zhang Bojun had Sylvia Green by his side. She had demonstrated terrifying, supernatural abilities, making his brothers hesitate to act against them. With her power, the two managed to hold their ground in the inheritance battle. The struggle lasted for nearly ten years. But even a family as powerful as the Zhangs couldn¡¯t withstand such internal turmoil for so long. By the time the dust settled, their former empire had crumbled. Once a prestigious aristocracy, they had now fallen to the level of a mere third-rate business. And then, something even more shocking happened. Silverbrook was reclaimed. This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report. The moment the news spread, the entire nation was shaken. But no one was more terrified than Sylvia Green. She was no history expert, but she clearly remembered that Silverbrook wasn¡¯t supposed to be reclaimed until 1997. Yet, it had happened a full decade earlier. What went wrong? Why had history changed? Sylvia Green had no answers, but a deep sense of unease filled her. However, she was the only one troubled by this. The people of Silverbrook celebrated with tears of joy. If anything, they wished it had happened even sooner. And the person credited for this event? Arden Forster. She hadn¡¯t done much¡ªjust continuously developed advanced weaponry. No negotiations. No peaceful treaties. Just brute force. If they refused to return the territory, then violence would decide everything. The weak had no say. No words mattered. When faced with overwhelming power, everyone had no choice but to submit. Since Arden Forster¡¯s research was classified, no one knew exactly what she was working on. The government kept everything hidden to prevent assassination attempts. But even if her work was a secret, her achievements were undeniable. Even if Sylvia Green became the wealthiest person in the world, she could never outshine Arden Forster. And from the way things looked, Sylvia Green was walking straight into destruction. When Sylvia Green suddenly disappeared, Ethan was devastated. She had told him she was heading south. He even received letters from her confirming this. But after a while, all communication stopped. Worried sick, he repeatedly requested leave from the military and traveled south to search for her¡ªbut found nothing. He had truly loved her. Losing her felt like losing his entire world. His obsession consumed him. In the end, he didn¡¯t even care about getting discharged from the military. Ethan''s family was furious. He had thrown away his promising future for a woman. They publicly severed ties with him, calling him a disgrace. But in their hearts, they couldn¡¯t truly abandon him. Ethan sank into depression, becoming a shadow of his former self. Years passed. He was no longer the ambitious, charismatic officer he had once been. Those who once said that Arden Forster was unworthy of Ethan could only shake their heads. Ten years had turned everything upside down. The gap between them had become insurmountable. Once, people said Arden Forster wasn¡¯t good enough for Ethan. Now? No one would dare to compare them. She was the sun. He was a mere firefly. With Silverbrook reclaimed, Sylvia Green convinced Zhang Bojun to move inland. She believed that, with her knowledge of the future, she could build an empire of power and wealth. Zhang Bojun was captivated by the grand future she painted and agreed. But they never anticipated what came next. Sylvia Green was banned from entering the mainland. Although Silverbrook had been reclaimed, there were still unresolved historical tensions. The government wasn¡¯t allowing just anyone to move freely. Especially not someone like Sylvia Green¡ªa known superstitious mystic with dangerous abilities. Who knew what kind of chaos she would unleash in the mainland? The intelligence network had been watching her closely. Her flashy antics in Silverbrook had made her an easy target. When she realized she was trapped, Sylvia Green was furious. But there was nothing she could do. To make matters worse, her supply of mystical artifacts was running out. Without them, she had no way to protect Zhang Bojun or herself. Their enemies noticed immediately. Seeing their weakness, Zhang Bojun¡¯s rivals staged an "accidental" assassination. Zhang Bojun was killed on the spot. Sylvia Green, protected by her protagonist''s luck, barely survived. But everything was gone. Enemies hunted her down. She couldn¡¯t die, but she couldn¡¯t live either. Trapped in a cycle of revenge and escape, she became a fugitive, clinging to a miserable existence. She didn¡¯t even have the courage to end it all. While Sylvia Green suffered, Arden Forster devoted her entire life to scientific research. She never married. She dedicated herself to her country. And in the end, her contributions changed history.
Arden returned to the system space. The moment 003 saw her, it nearly jumped up. "Oh my god! You broke the protagonist again!?" "According to your rules, I didn¡¯t use any cultivator abilities, I didn¡¯t even mess with her. Sylvia Green walked straight into her own downfall. How is that my fault?" Arden raised an eyebrow. 003 paced back and forth, tugging at its hair in frustration. "Alright, alright! Maybe the protagonist in this world was just too weak. I¡¯ll raise the difficulty next time¡­" After muttering to itself for a while, it suddenly looked up. "But from now on, you¡¯re not allowed to use skills from your previous world. No medical skills, no weapons, nothing!" It thought to itself - if Arden hadn¡¯t used her medical skills to save those twins, her reputation wouldn¡¯t have been restored. If her reputation hadn¡¯t been restored, fewer people would have supported her. If fewer people had supported her, then when she broke off her engagement with Ethan, there wouldn¡¯t have been so many people backing her up. Without that support, Sylvia Green wouldn¡¯t have failed her exams or ended up in Silverbrook. It was all because Arden had used her past-world medical skills! Yes! That had to be it! Arden didn¡¯t know what 003 was rambling about, but if it said she couldn¡¯t use them, then she wouldn¡¯t. "Anything else you want to ban? Just tell me everything at once." She had already figured it out that this system was completely unreliable, making up rules on the spot, testing things as they went along. 003 felt guilty under her knowing gaze and mumbled, "Let me think¡­ Oh, right! From now on, you¡¯re not allowed to know the storyline in advance! That¡¯s right, no script! You¡¯ll only get the villain¡¯s setup, and you won¡¯t even know who the protagonist is. You¡¯ll have to rely entirely on your own abilities!" Arden looked at it, feigning concern. "Are you sure? Absolutely sure? No more changes?" Hearing her question, 003 suddenly felt less certain and vaguely replied, "Uh¡­ for now, uh... yeah. We¡¯ll see later!" Arden chuckled. She liked it better this way. More freedom to play.
The government was authoritarian, suppressing loyal officials, engaging in corruption, and exploiting the common people¡­ This was the villainous role assigned to Arden Forster in this world¡ªa notorious treacherous minister. But when she transmigrated, the so-called great villain had yet to rise to power. At this stage, he was just a rookie official, barely starting his career. This body was still named Arden Forster, but now, he was a man. Before Arden arrived, the system had given her a gender-neutral buff, meaning that while she was still a woman internally, to everyone else, she appeared as a man. The original owner of this body came from a humble farming family. His parents had passed away, leaving him with no real support. However, he had recently achieved the highest ranking in the imperial examinations and was appointed as a county magistrate. At present, this was his very first position before embarking on the path of becoming a grand villain. And his golden cheat this time? A system called "Path to Power." This was a novel set in the imperial court, where officials climbed the political ladder. Completing tasks earned rewards, and the ultimate goal was to ascend to the rank of a first-class minister. The original character always started at the lowest seventh rank official, which was Arden¡¯s current position. From here, he would have to climb step by step, until he reached the very top.