Chapter 81

Chapter 2: Gotta Find a Way to Make Her Become a Busty Girl

“It’s just normal development,” Bai Ling tightened her cold, pretty face. “There’s nothing surprising about it.”

She truly thought it was normal now. At 18 years old, girls haven’t even finished puberty yet. Eating well leads to growth.

As for getting prettier, just listen and nod along. High EQ friends often hype each other up in daily chats.

For example, Yuan Xiaoling bragged to her roommate that she’s never lost on the bed.

“Are you going to PE class later?” the roommate asked.

“No, I have something to do,” Bai Ling stretched her shoulders. “I’ll go buy new bras later.”

Tightened them a bit; felt like the straps were about to snap.

The two roommates glanced at her chest and immediately understood.

“You didn’t prepare ahead, huh? Perfect, we’ll go with you to pick some out.”

“I’m an expert at dress-up games. From ‘Around the World’ to ‘Shining,’ I know this stuff best!”

…

At the couples hotel beside the school, after the couple left, there remained a busty blonde girl talking to herself.

“You mean the homogenization of power, which can be seen from spiritual energy examples. Like could people around me awaken water elemental abilities?”

[Nope, water element is just a small branch within a small branch of ‘Spiritual Energy Source.’ It’s too low-level. Being around high-tier ability users increases the probability of awakening spiritual energy more than others. This comes from the influence of ‘Spiritual Energy Source.’ Only this level of power has homogenization effects.]

[And there are only two forces equal to the Spiritual Energy Source.]

The busty blonde tilted her head. “What are they?”

[One is Rebirth Power, which lets her return ten years ago while retaining her spiritual energy level and memories. Through certain intense actions, you’d also be affected by the Rebirth Power.]

“Then why did I only recover my memories,” Yuan Xiaoling puffed her cheeks, “and not my powers?”

Did you pocket the kickbacks?

[Because according to reward records, the host did not awaken spiritual energy in their previous life. Even if the probability is higher, it’s not 100%.]

After hearing this, Yuan Xiaoling got不服气 (unconvinced).

“How dare you talk about rewards when you said the difficulty coefficient was low, but clearly, what I did in my past life and now is similar.”

In the last life, she was a little ghost girl, and in this life, still a little ghost girl. Why such a huge difference in rewards?

[According to records, when completing tasks in your past life, you always jumped out when others were disadvantaged and busy running away, leaving no time for them to deal with you. But now, even when captured, tied up, pressed down upon, and pinned under someone, you still dared to mock them.]

Even though it was emotionless mechanical voice, Yuan Xiaoling somehow detected a hint of mockery in the latter half.

“That, that’s because you forced me,” Lime pouted, “and besides, I wasn’t intentionally doing it every time, just going with the flow…”

Thinking back, those times completing tasks were all subconscious reactions.

In short, it’s not Lime’s fault.

“No, no, almost got sidetracked by you. What’s the other power?”

The system paused for a few seconds before showing four words in her mind: [Rule Power.]

“Rule Power… sounds familiar.”

[Yes, the only known Rule Power now is the reward you get after completing tasks.]

The busty blonde sat quietly on the bed, legs apart, in the duck-sit pose exclusive to beauties, blinking blankly at the air.

“Not really, I didn’t quite understand. Your meaning is…”

[Yes, exactly what you’re thinking. In the last timeline, the rewards you gained, those enhancing figure and beauty, will act as Rule Power and influence her through you.]

“So does that mean she will become someone who looks beautiful, has an icy demeanor, seems aloof, and has long white hair with a big chest?”

Like a milk duck from some game.

[Is the host concerned about this?]

“Of course! Otherwise, what?” Yuan Xiaoling silently changed her posture. “I’ve already received the Dragon King感应 (induction)!”

Lying down feels better.

[In summary, although it’s said that influences between the same level of power exist, your methods and progress are different.] The system continued explaining its conclusion. [First, her influence on you—awakening memories is related to spirit and consciousness. So when she causes intense fluctuations in your consciousness, it awakens part of your memories.]

Yuan Xiaoling’s mouth twitched. “Seriously… I need to pass out for that?”

[Your influence on her is relatively simpler. Physical changes require receiving material forms, preferably easily absorbable ones.]

“Like last night, when White Dragon came back from the Yellow Spring?” Yuan Xiaoling asked.

[Exactly. Also, within a certain time, this influence has an upper limit because the body needs to adapt. Your memory recovery is the same.]

After all, it’s the weight of ten years, whether memories or anything else, very heavy!

…

It really grew bigger.

In the dressing room of the mall, Bai Ling measured her bust with a tape measure and reached an accurate conclusion.

In her last life until death at 28, she was flat-chested. Now, at merely 18, there were already gentle hills.

Could the difference in diet and nutrition during this period cause such a significant impact?

Girls’ adolescence is just magical.

She originally wanted to buy a few sports bras at the school store, but her roommates said, “You already have a B cup. How can you still wear only sports bras?” Then they dragged her to a mall outside the campus and helped her pick out several pieces.

Bai Ling walked out of the dressing room and saw the selected bras, slightly frowning. “Too many, right?”

“Where’s too many? And the styles are different,” her roommate said. “This is pure white, this is deep black, this is icy blue, this is binding, this is relaxed rope…”

“Stop.” Bai Ling’s head hurt from listening.

She hadn’t seen so many varieties in her entire previous life.

“You really need them. Think about it, after the holidays, you’ll date Yuan Xiaoling. If you stay overnight outside, you’ll need to change,” her roommate persuaded her. “How can you not buy more?”

Bai Ling was confused. “What does dating have to do with underwear… Besides, we’re going to her house during the holiday. We won’t wander around outside.”

Hearing this, the two roommates stopped what they were doing and looked at her simultaneously.

“Going to Yuan Xiaoling’s home?”

“Is that true?!”

The two suddenly became excited, leaving Bai Ling a bit at a loss. “What’s wrong?”

“Tsk tsk, didn’t expect it from you, Bai Ling. You seem calm on the surface, but look where you’ve gone directly—to someone’s home.”

“Courageous, directly confronting her family. Breaking social norms isn’t easy, but we believe in you.”

Hearing them say this, Bai Ling realized they had misunderstood. “It’s not like that. We’re just…”

Wait a moment, is it really not?

The white-haired maiden suddenly fell into deep thought.

First, the reason for going to the Yuan family was not to meet parents or anything like that, but to avoid the upcoming chaos in Tianhai City. Moreover, as one of the prestigious families, the Yuan family should provide much useful information there.

But if someone told her to let Yuan Xiaoling marry another person, it would absolutely be impossible. Based on this premise, visiting the fiancée’s home definitely carries some implications…

“Alright, alright, how come you didn’t tell us earlier about such a big event? Hurry up,” the two roommates grabbed her and headed upstairs. “Pick out some nice clothes quickly.”

When visiting the girlfriend’s home to meet the parents, you must dress nicely.

A little later, after picking up a few dresses, Bai Ling entered the dressing room again. When she put on the clothes and looked in the mirror, she suddenly froze, touching her own face.

Without mentioning anything else, her skin had become whiter. Not the unhealthy paleness from malnutrition, but a moisturized, smooth whiteness. Her face had softened a bit, giving off the vibe of a potential beauty.

Could it be that her roommates weren’t lying, and she really had become prettier?

Walking out of the dressing room, the roommates immediately surrounded her, their eyes gleaming.

“How’s this? My taste, acceptable, right?”

“Perfect. Bai Ling, your slim figure makes you a perfect clothes hanger.”

“Not completely slim, though. Potential is evident.”

“Good, good. Try this one next.”

Holding a few pieces of clothing, Bai Ling felt a bit at a loss.

In her previous life for ten years, she was either fleeing or killing, having no time to care about appearances. Sometimes she even forgot she was a girl. Now, starting to dress up again feels incredibly strange.

…

Yuan Xiaoling’s final question was, since Rule Power could affect Bai Ling, could the other party also obtain Water Power?

The answer was no, because the other person’s mental ability level was higher, and high levels cover lower levels.

“Alright, then what’s my weekly task this time?”

[Ding dong, the rise of the female lead, though accompanied by fate, but as the great antagonist miss, how can you let her have everything smoothly?

Task Requirement: Win against her in any way, make her admit defeat, and crush her spirit severely.

Reward: Fourth-tier Breakthrough Fragment (3/3)]

“Okay,” Yuan Xiaoling flipped over and got up. “Understood.”

[Does the host already have a plan?]

“No, but things will naturally work out when the time comes. Inspiration will give me answers.”

The blonde girl had discovered that no matter how long she pondered, she couldn’t think of any good strategies. Instead, every time she had a sudden inspiration in bed, she completed tasks mysteriously.

Therefore, Yuan Xiaoling decided not to consider future weekly tasks beforehand; inspiration would provide the answers.

“A bit hungry. Let’s get up and eat.”

Getting up from bed and dressing properly, Yuan Xiaoling picked up her mobile phone to send a message to Bai Ling, asking her to return and have lunch together.

The cunning… no, intelligent busty blonde had something she wanted to test.

…

At around twelve o’clock, Bai Ling returned to the hotel on time. She attended only half a class today, then spent the rest of the time shopping for clothes. Besides the outfit she wore, there were also two large shopping bags left in the dormitory.

“Wow, Bai Ling, you changed clothes?” Yuan Xiaoling noticed her outfit right away. “Looks good on you.”

An off-the-shoulder blouse exposing the delicate collarbone, a light-colored skirt, and a pair of slender, long legs. She had instantly transformed into a cold, aloof beauty, brimming with youthful charm.

“Just okay,” Bai Ling seemed a bit uncomfortable. “Wore it casually.”

Though recommended by her roommates, when it was time to leave, she inexplicably chose to wear it herself.

“By the way, Bai Ling,” Yuan Xiaoling casually mentioned, “I noticed your chest seems to have grown a bit. How do you feel about it?”

“Nothing special,” Bai Ling showed no expression. “Kind of troublesome.”

She couldn’t just wear sports bras anymore. Those bras’ styles were so complicated—what purity, depth, ice-blue mystery, loose ropes… made her dizzy.

“Is that so?”

Yuan Xiaoling thought, indeed, Bai Ling wasn’t interested in her growing chest, and might even be resistant. Thus, she needed to keep it hidden from her for now.

Of course, such matters couldn’t remain hidden for long. After all, growing from small hills into big balls would bring significant changes—not only in appearance but also in overall physique. But hiding it for a while was worth it. Even if discovered midway, there would be no turning back.

Then the busty blonde asked another question, “Bai Ling, do you like lemonade?”

Just two cups a week would achieve the best effect…

“Yuan Xiaoling,” Bai Ling suddenly put down her chopsticks and gave her a strange look. “Do you think I’m a pervert?”

“…”

Yuan Xiaoling blinked innocently, thinking otherwise, since Bai Ling bound her on their first meeting and licked her without being forced.

Clearly, she didn’t want it.

Then she could only deceive her into rubbing more, letting the White Dragon handle everything.

This meal was eaten rather hastily. Bai Ling appeared preoccupied, failing to notice Yuan Xiaoling’s obvious probing.

After eating, the two returned to school together.

“I’ve already booked the flight tickets,” Yuan Xiaoling said on the way. “We’ll leave at noon the day after tomorrow after the exam.”

Exams start tomorrow, and the afternoon exams finish the next day.

“Mm-hmm…” Bai Ling nodded absent-mindedly.

Roommates said wearing the recommended outfits to visit Yuan Xiaoling’s home would significantly increase success rates. But she wasn’t specifically going for that purpose…

Walking all the way to the school gate, Bai Ling finally stopped hesitating and made her decision—regardless, if it doesn’t work, she’d use psychological suggestion.

Really, why think so much?

In an instant, the white-haired maiden felt refreshed, and her beautiful, icy face showed a hint of relaxation.

With no classes in the afternoon, Yuan Xiaoling and Bai Ling returned to their respective dormitories to pack their luggage for leaving school.

“OMG! Check this out! Xiao Ning, you’re back just in time, come take a look.”

Upon entering the dormitory, Yuan Xiaoling heard Qiao Lili’s voice. As a mobile surfing expert, she had been keeping tabs on the Tianhai Tower drama all day.

“What happened?” Gu Hui, seeing her unusually agitated, leaned in to take a look.

Before Yuan Xiaoling could approach, she heard a voice from her roommate’s phone—

“My name is He Shu Yong, responsible for the upcoming events at Tianhai Tower.”

The young girl’s steps momentarily paused.

It was Uncle He’s last live stream before his death. After a day of fermentation, this live recording was finally pushed to the public by big data.

“Apparently, it’s about the truth and inside story behind the Tianhai Tower fire,” Qiao Lili whispered. “Huge drama!”

Yes, the truth and inside story, along with the biggest drama ever, with endless repercussions, enough to open the door to the next era.

Yuan Xiaoling moved to the window and looked toward the direction of Tianhai Tower. The once towering, luxurious skyscraper now stood as a charred, ruined frame.

The trial is about to begin. Uncle He must be watching from above right now.

The young girl closed her eyes and silently bid farewell to her intergenerational friend.