A Strange Transmigration Novel - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I spent two years acting as Shi Xu’s “Follower.”

Just as I was starting to suspect his White Moonlight would never graduate, the big data algorithm pushed a video to my feed.

A girl stood in the middle of an airport, wearing a pale yellow dress with her hair in loose, fluffy curls, her smile bright and radiant.

The caption read:

[Three years of studying abroad in Germany will surely make our five years feel as interesting as seven.]

[Hahaha, these have truly been the most meaningful ten years of my life!]

My sixth sense told me this was Shi Xu’s White Moonlight.

No wonder Shi Xu couldn’t wait for her.

If I were him, I wouldn’t be able to wait either.

I swiped past the video, but a sense of unease settled in my chest.

It felt like I was about to lose this five-hundred-thousand-a-month job.

As my mind wandered, my head began to ache.

It felt like my brain was finally starting to function.

Then, I heard a long-lost mechanical voice.

In over a decade, the System had only ever spoken two sentences to me.

The first was the plot introduction.

The second was: “Hurry up and fake your death before they get back.”

I asked, “Do I have to die? Is there a Plan B?”

The System ignored me.

I continued to mutter, “You’re so cold. Can’t you give me a bit more plot guidance?”

The System left me with one final sentence.

A sentence that was utterly useless to the plot: “I’ve truly had enough of these days being controlled by a psychiatrist.”

I prepared to leave.

Before going, I headed back to the company to process my resignation.

Thanks to Shi Xu, I had spent two years as a canary, yet I also had two years of experience as a secretary.

Finding my next job would be easy.

I handed my resignation letter to the HR manager.

She looked surprised. “Does the CEO know about this?”

I replied, “He’ll know soon enough.”

My former colleagues were whispering among themselves: “Now that the real deal is back, the counterfeit obviously has to go.”

There they go again, following the script of the gossiping NPCs.

I didn’t take their idle chatter to heart.

After all, I already had tens of millions in my savings account.

Life was good.

HR said they couldn’t issue my certificate of resignation right now.

Fine by me.

I was about to get a death certificate anyway.