After letting go, Xu Ge stepped back and frowned slightly. “Does this count as saving your life?”
Mu Jing, who had been somewhat flattered just a moment ago: …
“How does that count as saving my life? Even if I really fell, I wouldn’t die, okay?”
Xu Ge snorted coldly. Seeing that Mu Jing looked lively and energetic, with no sign of illness at all, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Mu Jing stared at his back for a while before suddenly asking, “Xu Ge, are you going to eat?”
Xu Ge stopped walking. Facing this impostor who had used an unknown ability to occupy someone else’s body, he gave a small nod.
A faint curiosity and desire for knowledge made him choose to temporarily allow this impostor to approach him.
Could it be the remnants of that Laboratory group?
But in his previous life those people had not reached this level yet. Had his rebirth affected the development of the current world? Like the butterfly effect.
But this impostor had already shown abnormal behavior before his rebirth.
Or perhaps he had come to a parallel world?
Mu Jing was also sorting through the plot of the novel in her mind.
Master of Superpowers was divided into the university arc and the urban arc. The earlier part leaned more toward daily face-slapping situations with villains appearing one after another, while the urban arc involved business battles and boss fights.
She quickly walked to Xu Ge’s side. “I happen to be hungry too.”
After a pause, she did not call him “big brother.” Their relationship had not yet reached the stage where good brothers walked side by side, so she decided to save that title for later.
She wondered whether brotherly bonds were difficult to build.
The two of them entered the nearest canteen. Mu Jing carefully picked through the options before finally carrying a tray with rice noodle rolls and shrimp dumplings and sitting down opposite Xu Ge.
After sitting down, Mu Jing stared in shock at the bowl of mixed noodles in front of him that was already half eaten.
Her gaze moved up to Xu Ge’s face, then back to the noodles, then up again, then down again—repeating the cycle twice.
“I haven’t even started eating yet!”
Xu Ge bit off a strand of noodles and glanced at her. “Then why aren’t you eating?”
Mu Jing: …
Forget it. Let the world be destroyed. She absolutely could not complete this mission.
Stuffing the rice noodle rolls into her mouth angrily, Mu Jing regained her spirit under the System’s comforting routine of crying, making a fuss, and threatening to hang itself in her mind. Like an indestructible cockroach, she once again displayed her vigorous vitality.
“Xu Ge, have you changed your phone now?”
Xu Ge nodded while watching Mu Jing use her spoon to place a crystal-clear shrimp dumpling onto his noodles.
“I haven’t used the spoon yet,” Mu Jing explained, maintaining the self-discipline expected of a lackey. Then she showed him her QR code.
“I’ll give you a shrimp dumpling, and you give me your Federation contact. How about that?”
Xu Ge pretended to think for a moment, but in the end he still added Mu Jing on The Federation.
Brother Value showed no reaction, but Mu Jing was not discouraged. This was only the beginning. According to the self-cultivation of a qualified lackey, one must make the boss feel the attentive care of an old father.
However, Xu Ge spoke little and had a sharp tongue. He was a hundred times more sarcastic and irritating than in the original novel.
Mu Jing searched for topics to talk about, but after her initial enthusiasm faded, she also lowered her head and focused on eating.
Xu Ge took a tissue from his pocket. Although he had finished eating, he did not leave immediately. His dark gaze studied Mu Jing, and in the end he separated her from those remnants of the Laboratory in his mind.
Impossible. Although those people lacked brains, they would not send someone so easy to read to approach him.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table. When Mu Jing looked up at him, Xu Ge spoke.
“Milk tea. Want some?”
“Yes! Pearl milk tea—extra pearls, room temperature!”
Habit responded before thought. Mu Jing took a deep breath, and the shock and horror in her light brown eyes were completely undisguised.
She stared at the back of the Male Protagonist and frantically called the System in her mind.
“I’m telling you, the Male Protagonist isn’t quite right, is he? In the book he doesn’t even like sweets. He’s a heavy tea drinker, okay!”
In other words, the probability of him voluntarily wanting milk tea was infinitely close to zero.
Of course, there was another possibility—that he suggested it specifically to cater to her—but how could that be? The thing Mu Jing never lacked was self-awareness as an ordinary human!
Although she upheld the principle of “since I transmigrated into the book, I must be the protagonist,” she knew she probably was not ordinary anymore.
But judging from their interactions during this period, Mu Jing did not think Xu Ge would take the initiative to buy her milk tea!
Something was wrong. Very wrong!
【Then there is only one truth—】 The System’s voice rang out seriously. Accompanied by the classic background music of Conan solving a case, it delivered its final conclusion.
【After my CPU conducted a high-speed and completely chaotic analysis, I conclude that the Male Protagonist is a reborn cheat user!】
World, please just be destroyed.
Mu Jing painfully shifted her gaze away from Xu Ge. A sudden realization surfaced in her heart—so that’s it… no wonder… I knew something was wrong, and this is why.
So he had been reborn. The reason she had always felt that the Male Protagonist was strange was because he also felt that she was strange.
Damn it. She had completely changed the plot of the broken engagement and the events during the vacation. Of course the Male Protagonist would be curious about her.
This was a huge problem. She was panicking.
The current situation was that he knew she was not the original person, and she knew he had restarted his life. Their only advantage now was the existence of the System.
As for the plot—ever since both she and the Male Protagonist changed things, the plot had basically become optional.
She had already felt something was wrong when the Male Protagonist pulled out that new phone.
In the original novel, the phone he bought had been second-hand, which even led to a small storyline.
Xu Ge placed Mu Jing’s milk tea on the table. After sitting down himself, he inserted the paper straw and took a sip, frowning slightly.
“What’s with that expression?” Mu Jing also took a sip of her milk tea.
Seeing Xu Ge’s look of disgust, she teased him. “If it tastes bad, why are you still drinking it? I knew it—you bought it specially for me.”
How should it be put—ever since learning that the Male Protagonist had been reborn, Mu Jing suddenly relaxed a bit. In other words, she had completely given up struggling.
As the saying went, as long as she accepted her own weakness, she became invincible.
Whether she stretched her neck out or shrank it back, the blade would fall anyway. She had already died once. If it happened again, then so be it.
Xu Ge listened to her shameless words and snorted coldly. His tone was calm and indifferent.
“Have you heard of a phrase that’s been popular recently?”
Mu Jing never admitted defeat when it came to trends. “The first cup of milk tea of the twenty-four solar terms and ninety-nine grilled sausages? Is that what you mean?”
Xu Ge fell silent for a moment, probably trying to remember those two strange things so he could look them up later.
He quickly continued, “What I meant was ‘overconfident men and women.’”
“…You’re an overconfident man?”
“Still not as overconfident as you.”
Mu Jing revealed a sweet but ferocious smile. “You weren’t like this before. Maybe you should switch back to your old brick phone.”