After failing to romance three male leads, the System decided to erase me. Suddenly, it was forcibly logged out. [Hello Host, I am Senior System 001. My mission success rate is always 100%. To maintain my perfect record, please restart the romance routes for the three failed cases.] I choked back a sob: "...I can't simp anymore. I really, truly can't simp anymore." 001 sneered: [Simp? Who said anything about simping? Anyone who doesn't love you, I'll just destroy them.] Me: "?" 1 My corpse was thrown onto a muddy mountain road, and I watched helplessly as beasts devoured me until only a pile of bones remained. When I floated into the air, I had already been guided back to the pure white space. The blue ball of light shook its head at me. [Regrettably, the Host has failed three romance missions. According to the Quick Transmigration Code, as your System, I have the right to erase you.] I didn't argue. After three failed missions, I had lost all hope. The three targets were each scummier than the last, and I was forced to cater to them, abandoning my dignity to be a laughable simp. If I refused, the System would subject me to electric shocks or forcibly control my body, ultimately leading to a gruesome death. Now hearing the System's sentence, I realized I was tired. I didn't even have the will to live. I decisively chose to give up, lying on the floor to enjoy my final moments. [Erasure countdown begins: 3... 2...] Before it could say 1, the blue light ball vanished from my sight, replaced by a golden one, larger than my previous System. It nodded politely at me. [Hello, Host 739. I am System 001. Due to the 100% failure rate of you and your System, I will be taking over from now on.] I sat up. "Take over for what? I'm about to be erased. Changing Systems won't change anything." 001's tone was indifferent: [As an extremely failed case, you are rare even in our Quick Transmigration Division. Therefore, I have applied to cancel your erasure and erase your System instead.] My lips trembled: "Erase..." Good riddance! I almost laughed out loud. But then I realized that if 001 took over, it meant I had to continue doing missions, continue being someone's doormat. This despair drowned out the joy of knowing my System was dead. "Why don't you just kill me?" I lay down again, my voice filled with uncontrollable grievance: "I really don't want to be a simp anymore. Simping gets you nothing in the end." Unexpectedly, 001 exclaimed in surprise. [Your previous System made you do missions like that?!] I paused: "How else? If I didn't agree, it would shock me and attack me mentally. I have PTSD just looking at men now." Thinking of the past bitterness, I couldn't help but choke up and cry. "I really can't simp anymore..." 001 was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered. [Simp my ass. Whoever dares not to love you, I'll destroy them.] "Huh?" Wait, bro, is that right? 2 Without giving me a chance to hesitate, 001 transported me back to the first world I failed. Its words still echoed in my ears. [I, 001, never accept failure. Where we fall, we get back up.] Red wine splashed onto my face. Caleb looked at me coldly, arms crossed, looking down from above. "Chloe, put away your cheap tricks. If it weren't for you, Bella wouldn't be ignoring me." "Since you like being loose, then be loose right here." After speaking, he waved his hand and called over six burly men. He even set up a camera, waiting to watch the show. I realized I was wearing a sexy red dress. The wine soaked my dress, revealing my curves. In a trance, I felt like I was back in the past. Back then, Caleb was annoyed by my advances, which made Bella, whom he was pursuing, jealous. So he found six men to humiliate me like this and posted the video online. My reputation was ruined, and I was sold abroad by Bella, dying a miserable death. Thinking of this memory, I began to tremble uncontrollably. Caleb smiled. "Scared now? Too late." With that, the men prepared to pounce. 001 spoke up at this moment. [Host, don't be afraid. I have uploaded combat knowledge into your brain. Now do as I say.] 001 didn't lie. A strange power burst from within me. I felt like I could take down eight strong men with my eyes closed. As the nearest man's fat face approached me, I closed my eyes and punched him in the face. With a bang, the man disappeared. I opened my eyes. There was a large hole in the wall, and the remaining men retreated in horror. Caleb was frozen in place. 001 issued a cold command. [Now, go slap Caleb a few times.] I felt unsatisfied: "Only a few slaps?" [If you wish, you can beat him up again.] I was eager to try. "Any restrictions?" [No. You can beat him until he forgets who his ancestors are.] "Huh?" 001 was concise: [Beat him until he kneels and calls you Mommy.] "..." I walked step by step towards Caleb. Seeing the situation turn bad, the men ran away directly. Caleb frowned: "Chloe, what do you want?" "Caleb, long time no see." I said softly. Caleb was confused: "What?" I didn't explain further, just slapped him. Caleb was furious: "You were the one clinging to me, I was just fighting back..." Before he could finish, I slapped him again, crisp and clean. He fell to the ground, hitting his head on the cabinet, grimacing in pain. "You! You bitch! I'm going to kill you!" I didn't speak, just kept beating him. Caleb: "Just you wait..." Several of his teeth were knocked out. Caleb: "I'll make you pay..." Arm fractured. Caleb started begging for mercy: "I was wrong, please let me go!" I continued to beat him mercilessly until Caleb rolled his eyes back and fainted completely. 001 started applauding in my mind. [Pity you didn't kill him, but you've improved.] I was surprised: "Isn't he my target? If I kill him, won't the mission fail?" 001 didn't care: [So what? If he dies, we'll just switch to another one.] Me: "..." 3 Killing him was out of the question. This is a society with laws; if Caleb really died, I probably couldn't escape either. But given Caleb's vengeful nature, he wouldn't let me off easily if I just let him go like this. I rolled my eyes, dragged him onto the bed, and discussed with 001. "001, can you hack into Caleb's phone and call those men back?" 001 was very angry: [Am I that incompetent in your eyes?] I was confused: "What do you mean?" 001: [With my skills, I can call a hundred.] Me: "?" I politely declined its attempt to prove itself. The men slunk back, their pupils trembling when they saw me, instinctively wanting to run. I stopped them: "As long as you let me film what I want, I'll double whatever he's paying you." With that, I pointed to the unconscious Caleb on the bed. The men looked at each other and finally succumbed to money. Walking out of the hotel, I saw Bella waiting on the side, her beautiful eyes full of blooming anger. "Why did you come out alone? Where's Caleb?" I smiled strangely: "Who knows? Probably enjoying himself." Bella clenched her manicured hands tightly, threatening in a low voice. "I'm warning you, Caleb can only be mine. If you know what's good for you, crawl out of our world like a dog." I patted her shoulder earnestly. "It's not your world." It's a world for the seven of you. "?" Back at my place, surviving the ordeal, I relaxed completely, lying on the sofa chatting with 001. "001, I really want to know, why did you bind with me?" 001 was busy with something unknown and replied after a long while. [My performance is always number one, it's really not challenging. I just haven't seen a Host as bad as you, so I wanted to see just how bad it could be.] "?" Are you polite? 001 might have felt its words were a bit hurtful, so it added. [Actually, you're okay. You just met a bad System. 3412 was the last batch of defective Systems. Just bad luck, not your fault.] Used to the previous System's suppression and complaints, this was the first time I heard a System say: It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself. My nose stung, and I was moved to hug it. Pity it has no physical form. After the sentimental moment, 001 quickly entered work mode. [Since we can't change the target freely before the previous one dies, I give you two options. One is to continue with Caleb's route, the other is to kill Caleb and pick a new one. What do you choose?] I hesitated: "I beat Caleb up like that, how could he still fall in love with me? But I don't really want to kill anyone..." 001 decided: [Simple. Don't change the target for now. Just do as I say.] At 1 AM, Caleb woke up slowly. He rubbed his painful neck, wanted to sit up, but caught a glimpse of a woman sitting by the bed. The woman didn't speak, just peeling fruit on her own. Hearing movement, I turned my head, held up the fruit knife, and smiled at him. "Caleb, do you love me?" "?" "GHOST!!! AHHHHHH—" 4 I pressed the tip of the knife against his neck, signaling him not to scream. Caleb successfully shut up under the effect of the physical silencer, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. "You... be careful, don't actually stab me." I continued to repeat the previous question. "Caleb, do you love me?" Caleb gritted his teeth: "I already have Bella in my heart. Even if you force me, I can't fall in love with you." I withdrew the fruit knife cleanly and stuck it into a sliced apple. "Fine, I'll ask you again tomorrow." "..." For the next few days, I would appear in front of Caleb from time to time, beat him up, and continue asking if he loved me. If he didn't respond, rinse and repeat. "001, is this really useful?" [99% chance of success.] I lowered my eyes: "What about the other 1%?" 001: [The 1% is that he gets beaten to death by you.] Me: "..." After torturing Caleb for nearly half a month, his mental state was precarious. When he wanted to call the police for help, I appropriately took out the photos and videos taken at the hotel. Caleb was completely out of options. He knelt on the ground begging me to let him go. "What exactly did I do to you to make you hate me like this?" I looked at the tear-stained man and asked abruptly. "Since you don't like me, why did you tacitly allow me to approach you? Enjoying my kindness while treating me like a dog?" Don't think I don't know. His attitude was ambiguous. Every time I despaired, he would throw a little sweetness like teasing a dog to give me hope. He got used to my gentleness but told his friends... That I was just a dog he could order around. If not suppressed by that broken System, I would have taken his dog life long ago. Caleb's face was pale as he closed his eyes. "If it's because of this, fine, I agree to let you be my girlfriend, okay?" Me: "So do you love me?" "..." I looked thoughtful: "Seems not enough love. See you tomorrow." "..." I climbed out the window and left Caleb's house, not noticing his vicious gaze behind me. He muttered with his head down: "Chloe... I want you dead." Then he dialed a number. "Bella, can you help me?" Back home, I collapsed on the bed, rubbing my aching brow. "Why is Caleb so stubborn? I've almost beaten him numb, and he still won't say he loves me." 001's tone was calm: [Not saying love means you aren't ruthless enough. Later, break his legs and lock him at home. Starve him for two or three days. Say 'like' for water, 'love' for food.] The more I listened, the more wrong it felt. Just as I wanted to ask where it learned this operation, I received a call from Caleb. He tried his best to suppress his hatred, his voice soft: "Chloe, didn't you want to hear me say I love you? Come to the abandoned factory in the suburbs tomorrow. I've prepared a surprise for you there. You must come, I'll wait for you." Before I could agree, Caleb hung up directly. 001 and I fell into instant silence. Me: "He takes me for a fool." Such an obvious trap, he didn't even try to act. 001: [...He's already like that, just humor him.]
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