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Chapter 58 - Chapter 58 — Buying the Desperate Cat Girl at the Bottom: This Investment Made Me a Huge Profit!

Hearing Lin Feng's casually mocking question, the usually sharp-tongued System fell into an extremely rare silence.

The air itself seemed to turn awkward.

Only after several seconds did its cold electronic voice finally speak again—

and beneath that mechanical calm… was unmistakable angry embarrassment.

Target character assessment: Extremely malicious. Arrogant. Ignorant. Stupid.

This kind of inferior leek is unworthy of basking in the divine grace of this System!

Permanently removed from Employee candidate list!

The rapid-fire insults were clearly nothing more than desperate attempts to salvage its dignity.

Lin Feng lay on his bed, the corners of his lips tugging upward.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Why do I feel like you were just thoroughly scolded and are now sulking?"

—Nonsense!!

The System instantly bristled.

This System merely determined that such a malicious lifeform would defile the sanctity of Feng Ran Pavilion!!

And then, like someone flipping a table to avoid losing a debate, it abruptly changed the subject.

Rescreening target…

Target locked: Shrek Academy — Zhu Zhuqing.

Lin Feng: "…"

Good lord… are you truly determined to fish only in Shrek?

But… Zhu Zhuqing?

A black-clad silhouette flashed through his mind.

Cold. Solitary.

A young leopard forced into a dead end… yet still baring her fangs.

Ning Rongrong was a privileged princess—high cost, slow return, loyalty uncertain.

But Zhu Zhuqing?

What did she need most right now?

A sense of security.

A path to survival.

A single lifeline that could drag her out of hell.

For someone like her, any kindness was priceless.

And for Feng Ran Pavilion?

A small upfront cost in exchange for a top-tier Employee with full loyalty.

Ridiculously cost-effective.

Lin Feng's eyes gleamed like a seasoned capitalist spotting a perfect investment.

"She's the one."

Shrek Dormitory — Ning Rongrong's Room

After venting her anger, Ning Rongrong waited a long time.

But the mysterious voice never returned.

She snorted, lifting her chin proudly.

"Hmph! You creepy fellow. Scared away by this young lady, weren't you?"

"What Feng Ran Pavilion? What Employee? Go to hell!"

She wrapped herself in her blanket and turned over.

But in the darkness beneath the quilt, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

The words "fulfill the Sect's millennia-old aspiration" echoed again and again in her mind, refusing to fade.

The evolution of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—

the greatest obsession of her clan's ancestors.

Yet that mysterious voice had spoken of it so casually… so precisely.

Could it all… be true?

A stab of regret pierced her chest.

Had she truly just… missed a heaven-sent opportunity?

Her heart grew increasingly irritated and restless, making sleep impossible.

Zhu Zhuqing's Room

Moonlight poured into the room like cold silver.

Zhu Zhuqing sat on her bed, trembling. Her back was drenched with cold sweat.

She forced herself to meditate—

but her mind was a whirlpool of despair.

She had fled from the Star Luo Empire with nothing but a sliver of hope.

Her fiancé, Dai Mubai… the one she'd entrusted her future to…

A man drowning in decadence. Unwilling to fight. Unwilling to grow.

And today—

She, with her proud agility and attack,

was crushed by someone using the "waste spirit" Blue Silver Grass.

She hadn't even touched the corner of his clothes.

Blue Silver Grass!

The laughingstock of the continent!

If she couldn't defeat even that…

what hope did she have against her older sister, a nightmare more than ten ranks above her?

In front of her was endless darkness.

Behind her was her sister's killing intent, step by step approaching.

She had… no path left.

Just as despair was about to drown her—

A calm, emotionless voice descended into her soul like a decree from heaven.

The prey struggling in the shadows… the footsteps of death draw near.

Are you content to sink into oblivion?

"Who?!"

Her instincts roared.

Her pupils contracted.

Her Hell Civet spirit instantly possessed her.

Claws flashed, hair lifted, killing intent surged.

She crouched low, voice hoarse.

"Come out!"

No need to panic.

The voice was still indifferent. Distant.

I am the will of Feng Ran Pavilion.

Your despair—I have sensed.

Your unwillingness—I understand.

"Feng Ran… Pavilion?"

She'd never heard the name.

But anyone who could invade her soul so effortlessly…

Their strength was unimaginable.

Do you wish to break free from fate?

To obtain true power?

True… power?

The words ignited the deepest hunger within her.

Power to resist.

Power to fight back.

Power to live.

"You… can give me power?"

Her voice trembled, but every word carried fierce resolve.

Her claws remained extended—

yet deep in her catlike eyes, a small but blazing flame had already been lit.

But the voice did not answer directly.

There is no free grace in this world.

Her heart sank—

but she accepted the truth instantly.

To gain, one must pay.

This law was carved into her bones.

"What… is the price?"

At that moment, both Lin Feng and the System calmly confirmed:

She had taken the bait.

Become a waiter of Feng Ran Pavilion.

Abandon your mortal identity.

Abandon your past.

Abandon your freedom.

From now on, you are but the humblest servant beneath the gods.

"Waiter?"

That was it?

Zhu Zhuqing had expected anything—

her soul, her life, her body, or turning into a weapon of slaughter—

But this?

Yet deeper doubt stirred.

Her eyes narrowed as she stared at the empty room.

"Why… me?"

"In this world… no one has ever cared whether I live or die."

"So why… should I believe you?"

Her final question.

Her final struggle.

Her final cry to a world that had never answered her.

Silence.

Just when she thought the voice had left,

when the faint hope in her heart was about to be crushed—

The voice returned.

Not promising.

Not comforting.

Only delivering a cold, merciless truth.

Because—

A pause.

Each word struck like a heavy hammer on her fragile heart.

You have no choice.

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