I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 54

The entire passageway was dazzling with flowing light and color, all kinds of extreme lights and shadows swept past Xiao Gui'an, and indescribable scenes displayed themselves outside the system channel.

Taking advantage of this brief period, the System explained in detail what exactly was going on.

[Originally, directly influencing the Chosen Ones of Fate was impossible. Opposing the Chosen Ones of Fate means opposing the entire world, let alone with us around—]

[However, not taking direct action against the Chosen Ones of Fate doesn't mean we can't target the people around them.]

[This was also our original work. As NPCs, we must work diligently and uncomplainingly as foils for the main characters, set things up, guide the Chosen Ones of Fate according to the general threads of the world's destiny, and ensure the world operates stably...]

[Although cannon fodder might be cannon fodder, when their numbers pile up, they might still affect the Chosen Ones of Fate.]

[Sometimes, just a tiny ripple can cause a huge change.]

[You've already experienced this firsthand, so I won't elaborate further.]

[The main point is, while cannon fodder can't directly influence the life and death of the Chosen Ones of Fate, they might affect the Chosen Ones of Fate indirectly through the other people around them.]

[We simply have no way to influence the thoughts of the Chosen Ones of Fate anymore, nor do we have the authority to change them. Those choices are already driven by the Chosen Ones of Fate's own consciousness—]

[Our existence absolutely must not be discovered by the Chosen Ones of Fate. That would be a catastrophic disaster.]

[Excessive missteps will plunge that world into chaos.]

It seems the problem really is quite serious.

He never expected to be carrying such a heavy burden on his shoulders. Xiao Gui'an nodded while rubbing the brown furball in his hand.

[This time, we're going to a few relatively stable worlds, all ordinary worlds without high-level power. Handle them properly, and it should be resolved quickly—]

[As for worlds like Xu Zisheng's, those ungrateful guys probably don't have the guts to cause trouble there.]

[Only I could arrange such a position for you the first time! That's one of the main worlds, something others wouldn't even dare to dream of! No need to thank me! Our starting point is others' finish line!]

Xiao Gui'an enthusiastically played the straight man for the Zero System, [Alright, alright, having you as my partner is truly my great fortune!]

He was completely unaware that the little brown furball in his hand was becoming somewhat restless, with small tentacles covered in eyes extending from the fur, trembling frantically.

[What's going on? Is Little 'Scavenger' feeling unwell?]

The brown furball began hopping restlessly in Xiao Gui'an's hand.

Then it suddenly extended two giant tentacles and wrapped around Xiao Gui'an's soul light shadow.

Xiao Gui'an: ?

Zero System: ?

"Bang—"

The Scavenger's clone instantly grew larger, then flew outside the channel, clearly intending to sweep Xiao Gui'an's soul consciousness away from here.

In this extremely unstable spatial channel, even the slightest fluctuation could cause deviation in the final destination world.

[Ahhhhhh! Host!!!] The System's Little Light Sphere appeared to be in a state of screaming, momentarily unable to properly control the final landing anchor point.

Everything happened far too suddenly.

[Calm down! Calm down! Good, good—] Xiao Gui'an coaxed vigorously, finally making the little brown furball return to its original form, but the damage caused was already irreversible.

They instantly deviated from their original course, tore through the original system spatial channel, and directly traversed through the extremely chaotic, disordered regions outside the worlds.

[Ahhhhhhhhh! This will be the death of me!—]

[Ahhhhhhhhh! This will be the death of the System!—]

Xiao Gui'an felt his soul being swept along by the System, as if thrown into a washing machine drum.

Spinning wildly 360 degrees, completely unable to stop, it felt like they penetrated the boundaries of several worlds in succession, with no way to predict where their destination might be.

"Look, Mom, a shooting star!—"

"Strange, in broad daylight, what's that bright thing?"

"Huh? Disappeared? Am I seeing things?"

"Bzzz—"

Everything finally fell silent.

Oh—

Am I dead?

Right, I died long ago—

Should change that thought.

Has my soul shattered?

Can the three hun and seven po souls still be saved?

Xiao Gui'an thought hazily, everything before his eyes was dark. He felt confined in an extremely small space, where even turning over was difficult, and he couldn't breathe.

Wait, I don't think I need to breathe—

Corpses don't need to breathe.

A bit of light seemed to appear before his eyes. Was that the light guiding him to reincarnation?

Why does it look so murky, so wretched and ugly?

And where is that intermittent sound coming from, like someone summoning spirits?

"...Soul at ease, quickly return to your body..."

"Ten Direction True Gods..."

"With blood as the contract, heed my summoning..."

"...Come quickly!..."

[Host, host, wake up—]

[Wake up quickly?! What would I do without you? Host?!]

[Get up! Stop sleeping!!]

Just as the little light sphere extended what seemed to be a hand, apparently intending to slap down.

Xiao Gui'an immediately woke up and directly rose by pushing open the coffin lid first—

"Thud—"

In the back mountain graveyard filled with chilly winds, the coffin lid buried in the soil was forcefully pushed open, splattering yellow flying dirt. A red figure sat up.

Startling many crows into flying away in all directions.

Where was he?

Xiao Gui'an wondered.

A somewhat aged red cloth blocked his vision, faintly embroidered with what looked like mandarin duck patterns.

He shook his head, and the red cloth covering his head swayed with the movement.

His body felt strange.

But overall, the sensation was similar to [Writer]—cold, without heartbeat or warmth. It should be a corpse.

His limbs were stiff, difficult to move.

What's on his head? A bit heavy. He felt like his hair was being pulled, his scalp tight.

Xiao Gui'an lifted his gaze to look at where he was—small and dark, like inside a long box.

He was wearing bright red, embroidered clothing resembling wedding attire, tattered and torn, with several spots of dark, dried blood stains on the clothes.

His hands seemed a bit smaller, more slender and pale, with meticulously maintained nails now chipped everywhere, turning bluish-black.

The System, seeing he was awake but still looking dazed, shouted in the consciousness space, [Host? Host? Are you okay? We've deviated from our course...]

[Are you alright? I should have protected you well enough?]

[Want to try out this new body? The situation was urgent; I randomly found a corpse previously created by the Proxy System. Looks like our luck isn't bad, never thought there'd be one nearby!]

[Although it was abandoned long ago, it's barely usable, just enough to accommodate your soul consciousness...]

[Hello, hello? Can you hear me?]

"I'm fine, System..." Xiao Gui'an spoke slowly, his voice somewhat hoarse, but the gentle, soft quality within wasn't hard to detect, like a feather lightly brushing past.

Xiao Gui'an pondered, why is this voice so high-pitched? It doesn't suit his manly, heroic demeanor at all.

His current getup was really extremely strange.

What exactly had he been stuffed into?

"System, what am I now?..." Xiao Gui'an tried hard to steady his voice, making it sound louder.

[Ghost Bride, what about it? Never worn women's clothing before?]

Xiao Gui'an: ???