The Empress’ Livestream

Jiang Pengji lifted her lips and smiled as she stared at the bloodstains on the ground. Under the ice-cold shine of the moonlight, the smile looked exceptionally terrifying.

The audience in the livestream room shivered in fear. There was something off about the host today.

Single Mircolife: Hey host, what you doing? That’s so scary. I wanted to sleep but now I can’t.

Snowfall: It really is scary. Please don’t tell me you’re here to check up on the corpse of that human skin facemask?

Dawn and Nightfall: Gasp—Are there really ghosts and demons in this world?

Jiang Pengji sent out a bullet message to stop the audience from writing up more stories to scare themselves.

Host V: Yes, I’m here to find the corpse. As expected, it already disappeared… or I should say, the corpse has revived and left. Don’t think that this is strange, I’m already streaming here for you all. Why wouldn’t they let another transmigrated have a cheat? Luckily, that person’s rank isn’t particularly high and they didn’t manage to assassinate me. Besides, they even suffered a hidden loss from me.

Jiang Pengji could’ve killed the red dancer in one hit, but she hadn’t. Instead, she’d dragged the fight on to probe the assassin.

Besides probing, she’d even slyly done something else under the table.

She’d transmitted some of her spiritual power into the other’s body and confined the system that controlled the woman’s body.

If the red dancer was to be killed, the puppet system would give up on the transmigrated woman’s body and return to its host body. That would become a problem for Jiang Pengji. It wasn’t time to reel in the net yet, so she didn’t want to face the host system right now…

So, she’d forcefully confined the puppet system into that body, making the system unable to escape the physical body.

With this, the puppet system had no choice but to use up a massive amount of popularity points to repair that corpse’s body and force the transmigrated one to revive.

She’d run out in the middle of the night only to see if the transmigrated one had already revived.

As expected, everything went according to her calculations.

Jiang Pengji stood up and left the burial mounds.

On the way back, she mercilessly mocked the system that she’d confined within the mental domain.

“That was your brother, how foolish can it be?”

The system revealed its true nature in rage. “Jiang Pengji, you won’t die a good death!”

A warrior could be killed but must not be humiliated. This woman had not mocked it once, but multiple times. The system had already grown to resent her down at its very core.

Jiang Pengji’s eye narrowed. “Sure, I’ll be waiting…”

Let’s see who kills who!

According to her theory, the two hosts of the puppet system had already opened their stream channels and were able to view each other’s streaming rooms.

During the last banquet, she had been staring at the red dancer’s screen comments. Doing so had opened a whole new world to her.

She’d already thought she was dirty, but she had never seen a stream of comments filled with such blatantly obscene content. Some people even use words to simulate some inappropriate scenes on the screen like a massive lust fest. It was almost difficult to watch. This clearly wasn’t just a proper stream anymore. It could almost be considered an AV.

Jiang Pengji had observed that the red dancer probably wasn’t able to see her screen.

She thought about it and came up with a logical explanation for this phenomenon.

The two puppet systems each had two terminals, one for receiving and one for sending out information signals. Jiang Pengji confined this puppet system so that the stream could only receive information but not send it out.

She could receive the livestream page of the other puppet system, but the sender’s side could not receive information from her side.

In other words, if the host’s system opened its own stream channel, she could easily capture the host.

However, she did not believe a single word the system said.

Who knew if the host system was a livestreaming system… or if perhaps it was a different system…

Jiang Pengji returned to the camp with the shine of moonlight glistening above her. By this time, the sun was already peaking above the horizon, adding some rays of white light.

As for where the red dancer had gone…

The facts had proven that Jiang Pengji’s guess was correct. She had been revived.

Turning back the time to a few hours before…

The red dancer’s neck had been broken by Jiang Pengji as a dagger stabbed right through her heart. It was clear that she couldn’t be more fatally wounded than this.

As her consciousness faded, she felt a great force pulling her body into a system carriage space. Instantly, her soul appeared inside the brightly lit living room of a mansion.

The lingering fear of death expanded into horror as she curled up and cried out loud on the sofa of the mansion.

A few moments later, she asked the system while still whimpering, “System, am I already dead..?”

The system’s voice was sinister and malicious. With a murderous intent that the red dancer had never heard before, it answered, “You’re dead!”

She shivered from shock. “Can I still come back to life? I still have popularity points… I don’t want to die!”

“One billion!” The system coldly said the two words.

The red dancer’s expression froze. Simply repairing her body would require one billion popularity points?

“Why is it so expensive?” She gained back some lost breath. “One billion? How can I even earn that much?”

The system answered with an obvious hint of frustration, “It was always this price. You can choose to not revive, no one is forcing you.”

It was clear that the system was in an extremely bad mood, but the poor red dancer had no clue what was going on.

Of course she had no idea what was going on.

When the system had discovered the true strength of Jiang Pengji, it had wanted to kick away its current host and run for its life.

Yet it hadn’t realized how manipulative that woman was. She was sly enough to make an underhand move that locked it up with the dumb woman in front of it right now.

From now on, unless Jiang Pengji’s spirit disappeared or she actively let it go, the system would be locked in with this body and unable to send out messages to its host system… It wouldn’t even let it escape… What the f*ck!?

It wasn’t hard to imagine how the other puppet system had been treated.

The red dancer wanted to stand up for herself a little longer, but she didn’t want to be confined in this system space forever. It was too lonely. She wouldn’t be able to handle the solidarity.

She decided to admit defeat.

“One billion… but I don’t have that many points…. I already exchanged all my popularity points for the Saint’s Seal of a Thousand Miles to get here as quickly as possible from Zhongzhao. You should know best how many points I have left….”

The red dancer still wanted to buy some sympathy by making a few more excuses.

Thankfully, the system was much more reasonable now and threw two options at her.

“Pay by installments or make an overdraft. Choose one. I suggest you decide soon. You won’t be able to revive if your corpse becomes completely broken.”

The system wasn’t that kind, and whether she paid by installments or overdraft, the dancer would need to pay a hefty amount of interest.

Faced with these unreasonable options, while she refused them deep down in her heart, she had no choice but to accept them.

The system mocked her, saying, “You were a fool. I originally asked you to use the Nine Grade Loyalty Seal, but you were greedy and chose to assassinate…”

The red dancer was already frustrated, and now the system’s mockery made her fume to the point that her whole body was jumbling up in anger.

She’d snuck into the dancer group originally to use the Nine Grade Loyalty Seal on Jiang Pengji, but she hadn’t expected Jiang Pengji to get that drunk during the banquet.

Her heart ached as she thought about the price of the Nine Grade Loyalty Seal. She’d been swallowed up by greed at that moment and had taken out a dagger as she placed the seal back. She’d spent so many popularity points to exchange for skill books to make herself a masterful character, yet she couldn’t even kill a drunk woman? Ah, she really couldn’t, and instead, she’d gotten herself killed by her target.