Li Yunshen and Guan Ling ultimately left empty-handed.
It can't be said that he gained nothing at all; at least Li Yunshen lost one trillion.
"A top-tier prince of Dragon Capital, huh? Can't even come up with ten trillion. What a pauper." Ling Yi flicked the bank card in his hand and said.
Liu Yunxiang and Guan Qing'er were both speechless.
" Ling Yi, do you know what 10 trillion means? That's a national-level scale. Ninety percent of the world's countries don't even reach a trillion-level annual income," Liu Yunxiang said, shaking her head.
Ling Yi certainly knew what ten trillion meant; he was just saying it casually.
This money was recovered by Ling Yi from Li Yunshen.
Want the Spacetime Folding to end, and still want your money back? So you're the only one who'll suffer?
No way.
"I've arranged to meet with the person in charge of the AI Film and Television and television project this afternoon. You'll come with me and act as my and Qing'er's bodyguards."
"Okay, no problem."
Ling Yi glanced at Guan Qing'er; it was time to deal with Guan Qing'er's matter.
[Task objective: Help Guan Qing'er resolve family issues and successfully assume the position of family head.]
[Task Reward: The script can be edited by 1 word. Additional rewards will be given for exceeding the word limit.]
Since it's a task, it's best to complete it as soon as possible to get the rewards.
Just then, Ling Yi had some new ideas about the system's functions and needed to test them.
This Guan Qing'er is the best test target.
"System, generate a script targeting Guan Qing'er, with a timeframe of one month from this point!"
Ling Yi silently recited in his heart!
[Ding, script generation in progress!]
[Ding, script generated successfully!]
{Time: July 5, 2025, 10:22:49 AM!}
Guan Qing'er failed in her bid for family headship and was assassinated ten days ago, plunging the Gao Clan into complete chaos!
{This script session has ended. 1/3 of the script generation attempts remain, and 6/6 of the total script modification attempts remain!}
[Confirm][Cancel]
Ling Yi blinked. "Wow, is this script so short?"
Just one sentence?
Was the script simplified because the system was upgraded, or was it because Guan Qing'er died long ago and there was nothing left to write, hence the brevity?
It should be the latter!
If it's the former, without the details of the script, the script's function will be greatly diminished.
Ling Yi read through the script once and immediately knew how to revise it.
Change "failure" to "success", "being" to " Escape ", and "chaos" to "peace".
The original script was completely changed.
Guan Qing'er successfully competed for the position of family head and Escape an assassination attempt ten days ago, bringing complete peace to the Gao Clan!
Ling Yi used up all six characters of the modification permission.
After confirming that everything was correct, Ling Yi clicked the [OK] button.
The moment Ling Yi Ling Yi clicked "Confirm," he could clearly feel the entire world tremble for a split second.
But that moment was truly Taiyi.
Let alone ordinary people, even Ling Yi Perception, almost thought it was an illusion.
What exactly happened in that instant?
Was it because I modified Guan Qing'er's script that the current timeline was affected?
Just then, the system beeped.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have completed the mission. The script can be edited by 1 word!]
The system reward has been credited to Ling Yi's account, which means that Ling Yi's guess was correct.
Changing the future script can alter the present.
Just like Karma, changing the cause will affect the effect, and changing the effect will naturally affect the cause.
If changes are made in the future, they will affect the past.
No, that's not accurate.
The past cannot be changed; only the present and the future can be changed.
Starting now, we change the causes of the future, thus altering the effects.
Rather than the present result, it is the cause of the past.
Another question is, where was I in Guan Qing'er's script this time?
If she had her own protection, Guan Qing'er would never be assassinated; she was confident of that.
Was it something that delayed me, or was it a script that wasn't influenced by me?
It seems further verification is needed.
"Time and space, Spacetime Folding, mysterious person, future information!" Ling Yi murmured.
"What are you muttering about?" Liu Yunxiang asked.
"Huh? Oh, I mean, what are we having for lunch today?" Ling Yi snapped out of his reverie and asked casually.
"That's definitely not what you're talking about." Liu Yunxiang rolled her eyes.
She wasn't deaf; she Yinyin heard words about time and space, mysterious people, which had absolutely nothing to do with what she was having for lunch.
"Alright, I'm thinking about some things, but I can't tell you yet, otherwise it might bring you unknown dangers," Ling Yi explained.
"Danger? Is it related to Li Yunshen?" Liu Yunxiang asked worriedly.
"Hmm, more or less!"
Seeing Liu Yunxiang's concerned look, Ling Yi quickly explained, "Don't worry, I won't be in danger. What I'm really worried about is that you might be in danger."
Liu Yunxiang didn't speak, she just stared at Ling Yi.
Ling Yi, feeling helpless, raised his right hand and said, "I'll give four!"
"Tell me if you want, or don't! If you don't want to, then forget it!"
"Come on, Qing'er, let's go to the kitchen and find Ma Liu. Let me tell you, Ma Liu is an excellent cook, and she can make anything!"
Liu Yunxiang dragged Guan Qing'er to the kitchen.
Ling Yi then generates the script here, which is the last script for today.
The target remains Guan Qing'er, and the timeframe remains one month from now!
{Time: July 5, 2025, 10:29:32 AM!}
In the basement of the Gao Clan villa, Guan Qing'er sat in a chair, holding a pink pistol in her right hand and a pink butterfly knife in her left.
The butterfly knife was wielded by Guan Qing'er with a blur of motion; the clicking sound of each flip and fold was unusually jarring and crisp in the quiet basement.
Kneeling before Guan Qing'er were three people: Guan Qing'er second uncle, second aunt, and their son. Their bodies were covered in scars, and blood flowed from their wounds onto the ground.
The folding knife in Guan Qing'er's left hand suddenly stopped with a click. The sound of the folding knife abruptly ceased, causing the three kneeling men to involuntarily shudder and stare at Guan Qing'er with terrified expressions.
"I can understand you plotting to seize the family fortune; after all, everyone has ambition and wants more. But you're too greedy, really, far too greedy."
Guan Qing'er bent down, and with a sudden thrust of her butterfly knife, stabbed her second uncle directly in the shoulder. The intense pain made him tremble all over, but he dared not utter a sound.
{Because Guan Qing'er said that if they dared to speak up, their fate would be even worse.}
"Actually, I've never cared about the position of family head. A month ago, I was just an Tianzhen girl who dreamed the sky was full of cotton candy!"
"But you tried to kill me again and again. Nineteen Thrusting in one month, averaging one every day and a half. You turned me into a demon."
"Fortunately, fate has been kind to me, and I am indeed very Luck. My Luck is, of course, your misfortune!"
"Now, are you scared?" Guan Qing'er twirled the butterfly knife in her hand, her voice like that of the Nine Nether Hell, "Don't beg for mercy, because the more you beg, the more excited I become."
Five minutes later, Guan Qing'er emerged from the basement, facing the sunlight with her back to the darkness, and said in a low voice, "Keep an eye on them. Don't let them die easily."
{This script session has ended. 0/3 script generation attempts remain, and 1/7 of the total script modification potential remains!}
[Confirm][Cancel]