Chapter 90 - Self-Rescue Manual of a Villainess

Sister… I. Due to Nan Yin's indifference, Nan Xi finally couldn't sit still. The coyness in her heart vanished instantly, and a hopeful expression appeared on the young girl's face. What was she hoping for? Nothing but her sister's attention. Observing this scene from a distance, Su Ran Ran shook her head slightly. However, to Nan Xi's surprise, after Nan Yin heard the long-lost "sister," she just paused for a moment, then rubbed the little white-haired girl's head in her arms. "Sister… it's been a long time since you called me that," Nan Yin showed a hint of reminiscence on her face. This was true, because even in the memories of the original host before Nan Yin transmigrated, Nan Xi hadn't called her "sister" in a long time. But in the next moment, Nan Yin's face resumed its indifferent state. "I'm sorry, I can't accept this 'sister' from you." "Sister… Nan Xi was anxious, but before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Nan Yin again. "Alright, if you want to call me that way, go ahead. But please don't forget, it was you who said we had no blood relation. I have no right to control you, and I am not your sister." Nan Yin then glanced at Su Xiao Yu and Su Ran Ran not far away, and then turned back to the distressed Nan Xi. She felt no love for this younger sister, only a trace of melancholy. Nan Yin understood that Nan Xi was actually unaware of the truth. However, she didn't want to delve into whether Nan Xi was innocent or not. She wouldn't tell Nan Xi the truth, as the adoptive parents of the original host had already passed away. Nan Yin didn't want to invest any more energy in this younger sister. The best way to handle it now was to let Nan Xi smoothly transition into Su Xiao Yu's harem. "Don't cry. I don't like to see anyone cry in front of me." Nan Yin stepped forward, grabbing Nan Xi's chin, staring deeply into her blue eyes. However, just as Nan Yin hadn't even exerted any force, Nan Xi felt her emotions burst out completely. She subconsciously wanted to throw herself into Nan Yin's arms. Yet, after seeing the indifferent expression on the girl with snow-white hair, all that remained in Nan Xi's heart was grievances. "Sister," Nan Yin hadn't reacted yet, but Wu Luo, who was nearby, couldn't bear it. Although she couldn't see Nan Xi crying with her naked eye, her ability made her feel Nan Xi's collapsing emotions. Subconsciously, Wu Luo took out her handkerchief to hand it to Nan Xi. However, the handkerchief never made it, as Nan Yin took it from her halfway, shaking her head at Wu Luo—regardless of whether she could see it or not—before turning back to Nan Xi. The girl's tears had completely failed to contain themselves by now, flowing down like a dam breaking. But Nan Yin only felt helpless. Truth be told, Nan Yin despised people who liked to cry when faced with any situation, regardless of how close they were to her. This was a principle she had understood in her previous life. If crying could solve anything, what would be the use of the police and the law? You could cry for anything, be it robbery, betrayal, or murder. But unfortunately, that was impossible. Nan Yin shook her head in helplessness, feeling no sympathy for Nan Xi's tears. “Alright, what did you want to talk to me about? Can you speak?” Nan Yin said, pointing at the tear stains on Nan Xi's face. Initially, Nan Yin didn't have high hopes. However, to her surprise, she saw Nan Xi immediately wipe her tears after hearing her words. Although she couldn't completely stop the tears, Nan Xi's efforts made her look less disheveled. "…Sister, I actually wanted to say…" Nan Xi sniffled and choked up. "You actually wanted to talk about the ability test, right?" Nan Yin suddenly interjected. Nan Xi was taken aback and her tears stopped. She cautiously nodded. "I… Su Xiao Yu helped me divine the result of the ability test." Nan Xi took a step forward, grasping Nan Yin's hand courageously, her tone filled with supplication. "Sister, can you tell me which institute you want to apply to?" "We're about to fill out the application for the Academy of Abilities. I… I want to apply to the same school as you. Can I?" Nan Xi revealed her true reason for coming to find Nan Yin. Yes, she wanted to apply to the same school as Nan Yin, just like when they attended Roland High School. In her mind, the two sisters should be together. However, she had never considered how her words affected Nan Yin. Nan Xi had no idea that her sister actually didn't possess an ability, and she hadn't even thought about Nan Yin's ability talent. After all, in Nan Xi's mind, Nan Yin was her sister, and her ability talent couldn't be low. She had heard her father, Nan Shan, say the same thing numerous times when she was a child: "Nan Xi… your sister is truly the most perfect ability embryo I have ever seen! If you had the same outstanding talent as your sister, that would be better." Nan Shan would then sigh: "Nan Xi… your sister truly has exceptional ability talent, while you are just a good carrier!" What did that imply? Her sister's ability talent was unparalleled, while she was merely a good carrier! It was because of this conclusion that Nan Xi didn’t like to discuss ability-related topics with her sister from a young age, and her mother, Bai Xi, didn't mention abilities in front of the two daughters… until the big fire. Nan Yin didn't respond to Nan Xi at all. Her response was silent. Nan Xi looked up cautiously; Nan Yin had lowered her head, and her snow-colored long hair covered her face, making it impossible for Nan Xi to discern her sister's expression. Suddenly, Nan Xi felt a strong force pushing against her chest. She only realized that Nan Yin had broken free from her grip and pushed her away, causing her to fall to the ground. Incredulous, Nan Xi looked up and saw Nan Yin's indifferent gaze. "Take care of yourself. I don't want to apply to the same school as you." Nan Yin looked at Su Xiao Yu and Su Ran Ran, who had started to run over, and smiled coldly. "After all, I'm just a detestable girl from the slums, while you… you are a princess who will always be rescued by a hero." With that, Nan Yin walked away with Wu Luo without looking back. However, in that moment, Nan Yin suddenly felt her heart clench and a deep pain in her soul. No! She… she was having an attack at this moment! Nan Yin subconsciously reached for the medication she had hidden in her jacket, only to realize she had changed her clothes and was now wearing an evening gown. The pain had left Nan Yin feeling numb, and then came a blur of consciousness… "…!" "Sister!" "Nan Yin!" "Xi… Xiao…" She seemed to hear Lí Méng's voice… Everything sank into absolute darkness in front of her, and Nan Yin could no longer hear anything. Meanwhile, in the 212th contaminated zone of Tianzhou City, in a secret research prison. Behind the heavy, ability-insulated iron door... In a luxuriously decorated prison cell, a woman lying on the bed suddenly sat up, frowning and clutching her chest. "No. 12, what's wrong?" The cold voice from the woman's wristband spoke. "Nothing, I just suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest." "Really? Did something go wrong with the daytime experiment?" "I don't know…" The woman looked up listlessly at the ceiling. "I don't know." "If that's the case, get some rest. There are a lot of experiments tomorrow, and you need to have enough energy." The man's tone was full of casualness, showing no concern for the woman's pain. Rest? The woman shook her head, but she didn't say anything more. It seemed she didn't want to continue the conversation with the man. A while later, the man seemed to have lost interest on his end, and the woman's wristband fell silent. "My heart hurts so much…" The woman got up again, murmuring unconsciously. She walked to the biggest piece of furniture in the room—the bookshelf, and her slender fingers ran over several unopened books. "Why another experiment…" the woman suddenly spoke. "I've already grown tired of these endless experiments before. Why am I suddenly feeling this way?" "You should rest," the man's voice came again, this time with a hint of impatience. "I know, Gin," the woman said. "I know." She seemed absent-minded and stared blankly at the ground. …Why did she suddenly say she was tired of experiments? Had she been pulled into experiments frequently before? She didn't know… she didn't remember anything. That feeling of forgetting everything from the past was so annoying. The woman slowly crouched down, then sat down against the bookshelf, hugging her knees. Her wine-red eyes slowly closed; perhaps she fell asleep. Her snow-white long hair shimmered with a brilliant light under the lamp, much like the woman's exquisite beauty…shining.