In a Simp's Script, the Simp Is the Protagonist

Inside the room, Xu Fan was still enthusiastically talking about the novel.

Qian Renxue sat beside the bed, occasionally offering a word or two in response.

Meanwhile, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo were having a heated discussion in the shadows.

"According to the future that kid described, since the young mistress's plan will fail at Tang San's hands,

couldn't we eliminate him ahead of time?"

Porcupinefish Douluo transmitted his voice.

According to the future Xu Fan had described, this was precisely the person who had disrupted the young mistress's plan,

even affecting the eventual Heaven Dou Palace Coup and causing her years of undercover work to fail.

If none of this was a coincidence, then Tang San absolutely could not be ignored.

Snake Lance Douluo pondered briefly before replying:

"We don't even know Tang San's actual circumstances. At the very least, we should first find out who he really is."

"Then let's find him first," Porcupinefish Douluo said coldly.

Their exchange through voice transmission did not last long.

And Qian Renxue had not overlooked their transmissions either.

She did not immediately state her position, merely looking at Xu Fan and pretending to ask casually.

"Little brother, you just said the protagonist of this novel is Tang San. What kind of person is he?"

Xu Fan paused, then grew a little more animated.

"Tang San? Now there's plenty to say about him.

He wasn't originally from the Douluo Continent. In his previous life, he lived in a place called the Tang Sect and was one of its disciples."

"His previous life?"

Qian Renxue asked in confusion.

"Right, his previous life. He secretly learned the Tang Sect Secret Arts and eventually reached a dead end.

But that wasn't the end of him. He reincarnated on the Douluo Continent, keeping his memories of his previous life."

Qian Renxue's expression shifted slightly.

"Reincarnated?"

"Yeah, basically living another life in a different world."

Xu Fan explained casually.

"He came here with memories of his previous life, so naturally, he was different from ordinary people.

While everyone else was still figuring out how to cultivate, he'd already mastered quite a few Tang Sect skills.

Things like the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapon, Poison Scripture..."

Xu Fan began counting them off on his fingers.

"Anyway, all sorts of tricks.

After reincarnating, he was born in a remote rural village like Holy Soul Village, with a drunkard for a father.

Although he started with the sky falling on him, he used those Tang Sect things to overtake everyone on the bends, step by step."

At this point, Qian Renxue could not help asking:

"Holy Soul Village? A drunkard father?"

Xu Fan smiled.

"His father wasn't some ordinary drunk. He was Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo who hammered Qian Xunji into a state of severe injury.

As for his mother, she was the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Blue Silver Emperor who took human form, the one who sacrificed herself to Tang Hao.

Tang San inherited the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline because of that, too."

Qian Renxue was taken aback.

Memories of a previous life, Tang Sect Secret Arts, a Titled Douluo father, and a mother who was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form-an absolutely top-tier setup.

But Xu Fan was not finished yet and continued:

"What's more, he eventually became a god.

He obtained the Dual Godhood of the Sea God and the Asura God, becoming one of the strongest on the Douluo Continent."

Qian Renxue fell silent for a moment.

Inheriting Dual Godhood?

Even though she had already heard all sorts of inconceivable things from Xu Fan, she still could not help feeling a jolt in her heart.

Someone reincarnated from another world could actually reach such heights?

Qian Renxue lowered her eyes, her thoughts racing, and slowly asked:

"Since this Tang San hasn't grown strong yet, if Spirit Hall found him in advance

and wiped him out, could the future be changed?"

Xu Fan thought for a moment, then laughed to himself.

"You can't think of something like that too simply."

Qian Renxue raised her eyes to look at him.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Fan rubbed his chin.

"Think about it. There are so many Douluo Continent fanfics, and plenty of transmigrators, too.

Although Tang San is the protagonist of this novel, if he were gone,

who could guarantee that a new protagonist wouldn't pop up?"

Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.

"Fanfics?"

"Yeah."

Xu Fan nodded with complete seriousness, then could not help laughing as he added:

"Tang San isn't the only transmigrator. What if you killed Tang San, only for a Tang Si or Tang Wu to pop up?"

"..."

For a moment, Qian Renxue could not find a response.

Kill one Tang San, and there would still be thousands upon thousands of Tang Sans?

What kind of reasoning was that?

Seeing the confusion all over her face, Xu Fan took the opportunity to explain.

"A fanfic is when readers take the original world and characters and make up a new story.

With different authors writing them, naturally, the plots are different too.

So Tang San is only the protagonist of one version.

Switch to another version, and it'll be someone else's turn to take the stage."

Qian Renxue looked at him, her expression gradually turning serious.

Hidden in Xu Fan's words was a question she had never seriously considered.

Perhaps Tang San wasn't the only real reason for her future failure?

Qian Renxue did not immediately arrive at an answer.

She merely realized all of a sudden that she seemed to have been moving along a predetermined path all this time.

As for whether that path was truly her only choice, she had never seriously asked herself.

Qian Renxue's gaze sharpened slightly.

"Then what do you think should be done?"

Xu Fan had not expected her to suddenly ask such a question.

He thought for a moment and spread his hands.

"Why would I think about that? I'm not Qian Renxue."

Qian Renxue: "..."

"Still..."

Xu Fan changed tack.

"If it were me, I wouldn't bother paying attention to any Tang San or Tang Dog.

Bro, back when I was in another world, I heard a saying.

In a simp's script, the simp is the protagonist."

He leaned against the head of the bed, his tone as relaxed as ever.

Qian Renxue did not laugh.

She watched Xu Fan quietly, as though something in her heart had been gently stirred.

She would not overturn the plan she had held to for years over a few casual remarks.

Yet she had to admit that these words had indeed shaken her.

Perhaps changing fate wasn't about focusing on external obstacles.

Let him be strong as he may; the clear breeze brushes over the mountain ridge.

What mattered more was understanding her own core.

These thoughts were still vague, but for the first time, they had truly appeared in her mind.

Just then, Porcupinefish Douluo transmitted his voice from the shadows:

"Young mistress, this subordinate has a suggestion."

Qian Renxue did not turn around. Hidden by her sleeve, she merely moved her fingers slightly, signaling for him to continue.

"Since Tang San is the greatest variable in the future, why not let this subordinate go to Holy Soul Village in person to investigate his circumstances?"

Qian Renxue fell silent for a moment.

She did indeed want to know whether Tang San was truly as special as Xu Fan had said.

She slowly transmitted her voice:

"You may investigate, but you are not permitted to take action against him."

Qian Renxue's tone brooked no argument.

Porcupinefish Douluo froze for a moment.

He had originally been thinking of finding Tang San and eliminating this hidden danger in advance.

Even if he did not kill him, he could at least cripple his ability to cultivate first.

He had not expected the young mistress to shut off that route outright.

"This subordinate understands."

Although he still disagreed somewhat inwardly, he did not dare defy Qian Renxue's orders.

Qian Renxue said nothing more and turned her gaze back to Xu Fan.

The youth still looked utterly unconcerned.

Qian Renxue's gaze gradually settled into calm.

She still could not be certain whether the future would unfold as Xu Fan had described.

But at least now, she had begun thinking about something else.