The maid returned to the villa before 5 o'clock.
Mo Yu was watching TV in the living room; he had erased every trace the Zombie Dog left behind.
"Bring the car around. We're picking up the Young Miss."
The maid dropped that line and went back to her own room.
Mo Yu drove the car out; the maid had already changed back into her maid outfit.
The two of them drove toward the school.
When they arrived at the destination, it was right at the peak of school letting out. The sedan didn't go to the school gate, but circled around to a side road and waited by the roadside.
A moment later, Elise appeared.
She was arm in arm with Alice, chatting and laughing — clearly a very close relationship.
"...See you at the amusement park tomorrow."
Though there was some distance between them, Mo Yu's current hearing still caught the tail end of their conversation.
Elise walked toward the sedan.
Alice got into another luxury sedan — clearly a young lady from a wealthy family.
Mo Yu stood by the car door, watching with interest, wondering whether Elise's good friend knew Elise's true identity.
He pulled open the car door and made a gesture inviting her in.
The smile had already vanished from Elise's face, replaced by a blank expression. Ignoring Mo Yu entirely, she got straight into the car.
They returned to the villa.
The night passed quietly.
Elise played the role of a high schooler perfectly — a family of three, living in harmony, with no flaws to be seen.
Mo Yu helped the maid with a few small tasks, then went back to his own little room to lie down and rest.
For other people, a day was just a day.
For him, this one day was worth ten.
He was tired.
He lay down for a while to scroll on his phone.
This was something Mo Yu hadn't done in over a year. On the Space Station, he could only play virtual games, and after the Meteor Shower hit, he couldn't even do that anymore.
Alpha crouched beside Mo Yu, watching him play on his phone, and reminded him: "Current World Disturbance Value: 1%. Station Chief, please keep up the good work."
A thought occurred to Mo Yu, and he asked, "Can I go back early?"
"No Shuttle, unable to return voluntarily," Alpha replied.
Mo Yu rolled over and went back to watching girls dance.
The video quality was mediocre.
Mainly, after seeing beautiful girls on the level of Elise and Alice, watching these people twist their hips under space-distortion filters just felt like being scammed. Better to watch blacksmithing, wilderness survival, carpet cleaning, or donkey hoof trimming instead.
While Mo Yu was chuckling to himself like an idiot, someone knocked on the door.
It was already 9 p.m.
He got up impatiently to answer it.
It was Elise.
The Young Girl wore a black lace camisole dress, her shoulders, arms, and thighs all bare, a great expanse of pale skin, her long golden hair casually tied up.
"Young Miss! What a joy it is to see you at this hour! Tonight I'm sure to have a sweet dream of spending the night with you."
Mo Yu placed one hand over his chest and began performing according to his simp character persona. He even reached out to take Elise's hand, trying to kiss it, only for her to nimbly dodge away.
Elise said coldly, "There's an important task for you tomorrow."
"It's my honor. I guarantee I'll complete the mission," Mo Yu replied with great conviction.
Elise nodded and said, "You'll follow No. 1's lead. She'll tell you the details and get things ready for you."
No. 1 was the maid.
Mo Yu acknowledged.
Elise turned and walked away.
He immediately put on a reluctant expression and reached out, saying, "Young Miss, come in and sit for a while! To fall asleep in the lingering trace of your fragrance would be the greatest reward for your loyal servant!"
Elise fled at a run.
Mo Yu snickered to himself.
Playing the pervert saved him quite a bit of trouble.
He went back to his room to rest.
As for tomorrow's task, it was most likely going to test whether he was a Strategist.
The next day, early morning.
Mo Yu was jolted awake by a familiar headbutt; he headbutted back and sent Alpha flying.
"What is it this time?"
"Station Chief, this is the alarm you scheduled."
"Damn it!"
All trace of sleepiness gone, Mo Yu simply got out of bed. He put on his own original clothes and went out to the back yard.
The maid was trimming the shrubs.
Mo Yu greeted her, then headed out for his morning exercise, walking further out to establish more points convenient for a Rewind. At the same time, he did a bit of Reconnaissance on the nearby villas, to make future zero-cost shopping trips easier.
After his physical quality had improved, every one of his stats exceeded human limits — he could easily clear a five-meter fence, and sprint a hundred meters in just 5 seconds.
An ordinary Bodyguard couldn't stop him at all.
Even the heavily guarded villas from before, he could now wander into freely.
Perhaps because Elise lived here, there were no other types of Monsters to be found nearby — only a few Bloodthirsty Bats in the bushes.
As Mo Yu approached the artificial lake, he spotted Elise in the distance.
She was coming from the direction of the manor, apparently heading back to deal with something, just like yesterday, using morning exercise as her cover for returning.
"Young Miss! Wait for me!"
Mo Yu switched on his pervert persona and trailed behind Elise, chattering nonstop.
Elise ignored him and ran faster and faster.
Today was Saturday.
Elise didn't need to go to school. She'd arranged with a classmate to go to the Amusement Park, so after breakfast, she went with the maid to the dressing room to get carefully done up.
8:03 a.m.
A sedan pulled up at the gate.
Alice got out of the car.
Elise went up to meet her.
Both of them wore outfits similar to JK-style uniforms, brimming with youthful energy, chatting and laughing as they got into the sedan and left.
Mo Yu stood behind the maid, watching the sedan disappear into the distance, then yawned and asked:
"So what's our task?"
"Follow me."
The maid led Mo Yu to the manor, into a large dressing room. As the maid instructed, Mo Yu sat in front of the full-length mirror while she busied herself at the vanity table.
Mo Yu's gaze drifted back to the full-length mirror in front of him.
Where did this wild man come from?
Wait, no...
This seemed to be himself.
Mo Yu studied his own reflection in the mirror carefully.
He could tell he was handsome.
But.
His hair was a fluffy, unkempt mess, his beard scraggly, his complexion sallow from long-term malnutrition and overwork, dark circles and bags under his eyes, his whole face worn out with exhaustion, and when he opened his mouth, his teeth were yellow.
It wasn't like this last time he looked!
He remembered himself being handsome.
Ever since the meteor strike hit the Space Station and supplies ran short, his life had been more miserable than a wild man's. He hadn't washed his face, hadn't brushed his teeth, ate low-quality nutrient paste every day, and with no one else on the Space Station, he hadn't bothered to take care of himself either.
The malnutrition was from only being able to eat nutrient paste, lacking certain vitamins, which caused his gums to bleed and his complexion to turn awful.
The overwork was from racing against time to repair the Space Station, using Rewind at all costs.
The maid picked up a pair of scissors, stood in front of Mo Yu, and said:
"Don't move."
"Yes."
Mo Yu let the maid do as she pleased with him.
Half an hour later.
Mo Yu looked in the mirror, rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to the maid: "Did you give me a whole new head?"
The maid crossed her arms, propped her chin with one hand, eyes wide, gaze roaming over him, making unintelligible sounds.
It was clear she was stunned.
Mo Yu was stunned too.
With his hair trimmed, beard shaved clean, dark circles covered with makeup, teeth cleaned, and paired with a set of casual spring clothes, he was instantly a different person. Sunlit and handsome, with a hint of something sinister — put him in a movie, and he'd look like exactly the kind of ultra-popular ultimate villain boss.
This was the true original appearance of this body.
"No wonder it's an artificial Gene creation."
Mo Yu exclaimed in admiration.
He had seen the Space Station's records and knew this body was the only successful sample from the Restart Plan, refined through professional gene trimming, with every physical stat top-tier — a truly top-grade exterior.
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