The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback-Chapter 831 - 834: Irreverent Man
In other words, it’s still difficult to determine whether the current Gu Wenjuan is truly herself, or if she’s already been assimilated and corrupted into another Wei Yuantong by the plug-in...
Mo Shu quickly discarded this thought. The immediate priority was to wait for these injured people to wake up, and then think of a way to let them know why calamity suddenly befell them out of the blue.
If I directly tell them that they offended Gu Wenjuan, which is why they were cursed and met with this retribution, I’m afraid no one would believe it...
Suddenly, Mo Shu thought of the people who had died.
She didn’t know these ladies, and although she felt some regret and pity for their passing, there wasn’t any significant feeling in her heart.
But these injured people are different. To them, the deceased friends were people they just had tea and chatted with. Even if they weren’t familiar with them, facing their deaths, it’s impossible for their hearts not to be stirred.
Perhaps having these people tell them might be more direct than if she did it herself.
Mo Shu took a look around the marketplace and quickly locked onto a product.
This item is called the Soul Summoning.
The souls of those who died that afternoon hadn’t yet wandered far. Mo Shu opened the Soul Summoning device, which turned out to be a huge conch, much like the conch phonograph in Yu Siqiao’s study. Mo Shu leaned in a bit and could sense a mystical power emanating from within.
It felt like there was a peculiar sound, one that was hard to hear with her ears but distinctly felt, as if summoning something.
Gradually, Mo Shu felt colder and colder around her.
Instinctively, Mo Shu rubbed her stomach, found a secluded staircase, and went inside, asking Ji Nan to stand guard at the entrance.
Soon, the ladies from the afternoon’s incident all gathered there.
But they appeared as they were at the moment of their deaths, covered in blood, their bodies mangled.
Mo Shu took just one glance and felt her stomach churn, averting her eyes and thinking to Sao Zha: Why did they all die so horribly?
Sao Zha: [If they hadn’t died so tragically, it wouldn’t have alarmed the system. Clearly, the higher-ups have noticed this bug and started dispatching tasks to eliminate it. Otherwise, why do you think we’re here?]
Mo Shu’s expression turned a bit odd, saying: Didn’t they notice last time?
Sao Zha snorted lightly, [Frankly, this system is rubbish.]
’Ding’
[Missionary, please watch your language]
Mo Shu: ...
Sao Zha clearly no longer cared, saying dismissively: [The system is just a medium; the real troublemaker is the Creator God behind it all...]
’Ding’
[Language too extreme, you are muted for ten minutes]
Mo Shu: ...
Can’t speak ill of the Creator God, huh?
’Ding’
[The Creator God holds the supreme divinity in this world, sacred and inviolable. Please maintain reverence]
"Tsk," Mo Shu thought of that last extravagant vintage projection, "Alright then."
’Ding’
[The host may choose to profess affection for the Creator God to gain his assistance. Your options are: confess, or confess?]
Mo Shu’s lips twitched a bit, "How can the Creator God help me?"
’Ding’
[Due to the inconvenience of system messaging, the missionary’s mute has been lifted.]
Mo Shu: ...
Sao Zha’s clicking voice came back, [The Creator God’s intention is: as long as you confess your feelings satisfactorily, he can help you have these souls enter the injured people’s dreams.]
