5 - Crazy! Criticizing the Prime Minister for Being a Servant

She tried her abilities for a while and realized this "golden finger" was useless—it revealed nothing to her unless she thought of something related to the original text. 'Where is Lin Yuxue right now?' “The young girl’s face was slightly red, mumbling to herself, struggling to climb the Heavenly Stairway, with over a thousand steps left to the endpoint.” 'What about Liu Ruoying’s end?' “...Uncertain.” What?! It could still change? Ning Songwu straightened her back, climbing the stairs while probing into others’ endings. 'Lin Yuxue’s end?' “The Demon Lord spread a blood-red carpet for ten thousand miles and married Lin Yuxue. They lived happily ever after in the Demon Palace.” 'Ran Fanyin’s end?' “Death.” Ning Songwu clenched her palms, wiping the cold sweat off her forehead, and asked the question she cared about the most— 'Ning Songwu’s end?' “Death.” Damn it! Why? Liu Ruoying’s ending became uncertain, so why was hers still death? She cursed heaven under her breath in frustration and soon realized a significant point: it seemed characters’ endings could change? If Liu Ruoying’s end was uncertain now, could she also struggle to turn her own miserable death into uncertainty? After the appearance of this equally useless “golden finger” and after her spiritual power started moving with her thoughts, she stopped believing she might be dreaming. Discovering these endings made her dismiss the thought that she might have transmigrated into another book. So be it. A useless college student paired with a useless “golden finger”—you could say it suits her well, haha. No way to change destiny! She knew nothing—how could she change anything? What could she do, dear heaven, what could she do?! Ning Songwu couldn’t help but blame herself for what she did a few hours ago—maybe even just a few minutes ago. Why did she nonchalantly input “yes” into that video topic? After all, there were many similar video topics. Someone asked, #If you were given two million dollars but would never have a partner in your life, would you agree? Ning Songwu agreed—anyways, she always knew she was gay and didn’t want to come out to her family, so she simply didn’t date at all. Another asked, #If you could live in the last game you played for an hour and then get ten thousand dollars, would you agree? Ning Songwu agreed—because the last game she played was pretty casual. Whether she became an NPC or a character, if trouble came, all she needed to do was hang an exclamation mark above her head, and a gallant hero with a galactic baseball bat would come to help. How nice. So, when someone asked, #Would you be willing to enter the last book you read? She chose “yes” without hesitation. She forgot that the book she read today was a severely illogical yuri novel where the ending had the whole world sacrificing for the protagonist’s love. As long as she was not the protagonist, she would become the sacrificial lamb for the love between Lin Yuxue and the Demon Lord. Sure enough, even the wayward heaven couldn’t tolerate her laidback and careless nature anymore—her constant late nights and harm to her health had finally been answered. Her wish to enter the book world came true. And she became a disposable character destined to die in three chapters. “Damn heaven!! All those three-hundred-million and five-hundred-million-dollar wishes I made before, why didn’t you help realize those?! Why did you choose this one?!” Cursing the heavens inwardly, Ning Songwu’s expression grew increasingly cold. No love anymore, dear. Sealing her heart and love, dear. With life at stake, what’s the point, dear? She must stay far away from all Heaven-Grade Fire Spiritual Roots! Including her nominal master! Chapter 3: The Red Line Speaking of which, she initially clicked on this book because a recommendation video only covered the first chapter. The character “Ning Songwu” appeared very frequently in that chapter, almost making her think “Ning Songwu” was the protagonist. So, she opened the book and found in chapter three that “Ning Songwu'' was the first to die in a very hasty manner. It left her dumbfounded. Full of disbelief and grinding her back teeth in anger, she continued reading, seeing how Lin Yuxue joined Ran Fanyin’s sect, only for that cold woman to ignore her completely; how Lin Yuxue defected to the Demon Domain for a frivolous reason, making Ran Fanyin intrude into the demon realm to clean house, getting severely injured; how Lin Yuxue handed over the defensive formation blueprints of the Shangyun Sect leading the demons to world domination, and how Ran Fanyin, the "villain", perished in the final battle. This enraged her even more, making her liver ache and her heart faintly sting. The only part of the book that didn’t infuriate her as much was when Ran Fanyin’s sword pointed at Lin Yuxue, with her silver hair swaying in the wind, her green robe soaked in blood, accusing her of pushing Ning Songwu from Zhaoyun Hall out of baseless jealousy, resulting in her death. The next moment, the Demon Lord sneak-attacked, and Ran Fanyin fell. Damn it, even angrier! Wait— A sudden flash of insight struck Ning Songwu. Since Liu Ruoying’s end had changed from death to uncertainty, this meant the plot could be altered. Though she didn’t know what changed, couldn’t she try to change her fate and her nominal master’s and survive until the end? If she wanted to do so, firstly, she had to stand before Ran Fanyin, then persuade her to accept her, this Heaven-Grade Ice Spiritual Root disciple, instead of Lin Yuxue, who had highly compatible Heaven-Grade Fire Spiritual Root. She then had to avoid Lin Yuxue’s nuisances, and… Such a hassle. The anxiety of a modern-day, outstanding dropout performance artist made her hesitant, suddenly very unwilling to proceed. But, well, since she’s here. Ning Songwu consoled herself inwardly, gathered her spiritual power, and surged up the last thousand steps in one go, shook off the guiding disciple’s hand, and headed straight to the device that tested spiritual roots beyond the Five Elements. 'Since I’m here, since I’ve bought it, even on a big holiday… Truly, this is the beautiful quality of the Chinese! Let me see if I have the Heaven-Grade Ice Spiritual Root.' Inside the hall, Ran Fanyin, who had been meditating with eyes closed and listening to the little ones’ unusual movements, was slightly surprised upon hearing this and half-opened her eyes in astonishment.