Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

"Congratulations to the executor for completing the task. He has obtained 15 points of wish power, and currently has accumulated 25 points of wish power. System number 808 is in the process of world distribution, task screening..."

After Zhan Qinghuan completed the task in the first world, the system gave her 10 points of will power, but does the second world actually have 15 points?

However, 5 points of wish power could not extinguish Zhan Qing's anger.

"Won't you explain to me where you've been for so long?"

Zhan Qinghuan fell asleep not long after Lu Jinfei's funeral before, when she heard the voice of 808, her mission was completed, so she entered a new plane in an instant.

She opened her eyes and only saw the chandelier above her head. Her whole body was in pain, and her breathing was a little short.

As if she hadn't recovered from the previous world, Zhan Qinghuan's eyes were a little dull.

She felt that the time when she could directly enter the next world after Lu Jinfei left was really a good choice.

Otherwise, she may be sad for a long time, but she really needs 808 to give her an explanation.

"I'll tell you later, the system is cleaning up the toxins on your body."

toxin?

Zhan Qinghuan lay on the ground without moving, and after waiting for the pain in her body to slowly dissipate, she felt a little nauseous, so she got up and found the bathroom to vomit out the contents of her stomach.

Facing Zhan Qinghuan is a mirror. The girl in the mirror is a bit embarrassed. Although her facial features are exquisite and her face is perfect, it can be seen that due to her long-term irregular work and rest, her skin is oily and her pores are enlarged, and there are big bruises under her eyes. It looked downright dejected.

Even if you are a beautiful woman, no matter how good your foundation is, you still need to take care of it.

Zhan Qinghuan wiped her mouth with a towel, and rinsed those things away with the tap. The unpleasant smell in the bathroom made her frown slightly.

"Shall I start explaining this?"

808 also gave Zhan Qinghuan a buffer time. Zhan Qinghuan went back to the bedroom and looked at the mess, and raised his forehead.

"Speak quickly, but no matter what explanation I will not forgive you so easily, I am very angry."

"Hey!" 808 sped up his speech and said, "The system's control center has been damaged by a small program. This disconnection is actually only an hour for the system, but because the time nodes of each world are different, so it appears. Time and space are disordered, some people will stay with the mission target until the mission target dies or the executor chooses to commit suicide, or live until a natural death can open the next world, but because the previous world system has been disconnected, only The corresponding conditions must be met to reconnect with the system."

"It's so complicated." In other words, after Lu Jinfei passed away, Zhan Qinghuan had met the conditions, so he reconnected with the system.

Zhan Qinghuan spread out the bed in the bedroom a little to make it possible to sit. The snack bags and garbage on the ground are simply horrible to look at. In fact, Zhan Qinghuan has a certain cleanliness. She thinks that coming to this world may be Exercise her.

"Then I will start introducing my identity and assigning tasks."

Tan Qingqing is a child with extremely high talent for drawing. She is 20 years old this year and is a cartoonist.

She was admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts at the age of ten, and then published her own cartoons on the Internet at the age of 19, and became famous in one fell swoop. After graduating at the age of 22, she has been drawing cartoons at home. A lot but a good life.

But suddenly one day, a comic advertisement she published on the Internet was pointed out by the "little Internet artist" as plagiarism, saying that one of her scenes was depicted, but in fact, those places they pointed out were not true at all. "Little Painter" even dug up Tan Qingqing's previous paintings, saying that she pasted or traced pictures, and some poses of characters were also slandered as excessive borrowing.

Tan Qingqing was very helpless, she didn't know how to prove herself, and she went through a series of systematic training in painting after entering the Academy of Fine Arts, saying that the characters plagiarized, the background was plagiarized, and the lines were drawn. Those things were not drawn like that in the first place ?

A table is a table, a fan is a fan, and a doll is a doll.

And when she paints, she will also add some of her own characteristics, so those "little Internet painters" don't say that she is completely plagiarized, but they just hold on to some points.

Tan Qingqing was plagued by gossip, and her editor asked her to give an explanation to her fans as soon as possible. She couldn't sleep all night, and was anxious about how to explain that she really didn't plagiarize.

When those people slandered her, they uttered suspicious words casually, but they didn't know that the person concerned would feel sad because of their few words.

It was already dark when Tan Qingqing woke up after staying up late that day. She was a little hungry, so she ordered a takeaway, but she didn't expect that the takeaway was poisoned by someone with a heart. She felt something was wrong after eating it, but At that time, she fell to the ground without any ability to resist.

She died of poisoning at home, which also attracted the system.

"Mission [-], find out who wants to murder Tan Qingqing. Mission [-], let the mission target's favorability value reach [-]. The mission is completed, I wish you good luck."

It's too miserable to be poisoned.

Zhan Qinghuan scratched her messy hair and walked to the living room. Inside the living room were messy drawings, some discarded clothes, socks, and an unfinished takeaway on the table.

Can such an environment be able to live in servants?

She is still in a trance, sitting on the sofa and thinking about what to do next.

The phone that was put aside suddenly lit up, and the phone rang into Zhan Qinghuan's ear curtains. She picked it up and saw that the name on the caller ID was the landlord.

"Hey."

"Hey, small talk, this... I have something I want to talk to you about. My daughter is coming back in a while, and you haven't paid the rent for next month. Maybe I won't rent this house. "

Zhan Qinghuan looked at the messy room and said with a chuckle: "Okay, I see. How many days is the longest period you can give me? I can find a new house."

"About ten days or so. I also know that you bought the furniture in this house. If you find a new house, I'll ask someone to move it for you, okay?"

This landlord is still very kind, and she didn't think about taking advantage, or she just rented it out as she wanted and took it back.

When Tan Qingqing rented this house before, it was a simple house with only windows and wallpaper installed. Later, she bought a lot of furniture to decorate the house and spent a lot of money.

"Okay, thank you, I will hurry up and find a new house."

Zhan Qinghuan hung up the phone. Looking at the cold takeaway on the table, she felt complicated.

"808, do you have a way to analyze what kind of poison it is?"

Zhan Qinghuan knew that 808 had told her before that she had to ask her first what 808 could answer. Although she didn't know if 808 had such skills, it was better to ask than not to ask.

At this moment, the chain on Zhan Qinghuan's face lit up, and 808 said: "Potassium cyanide, the system has already detected it when it cleaned up the toxin for you."

"It's really ruthless. Is Tan Qingqing so hated?"

Zhan Qinghuan thought about it in her mind and read Tan Qingqing's memory.

Tan Qingqing is an out-and-out house girl, her parents are dead, she doesn't have many friends on weekdays, and she doesn't like to go out to socialize, but she seems to have a few people she usually knows from games on Two-dimensional online.

After thinking about it, Zhan Qinghuan called the police, and told the police that someone wanted to poison her. Anyway, it is always right to report the case first.

After reporting to the police, Zhan Qinghuan looked through some social software in the website. Weibo basically scolded her. In WeChat, the editor asked her if she had any plans to explain it. When she clicked on QQ, she was dragged away. After entering the group and then swearing at her crazily, she almost got stuck.

Zhan Qinghuan threw it away casually, went to change a piece of clothes, washed her face, put away the underwear in the living room a little bit, and didn't move the rest much.

In any case, the scene must be preserved first. She took a towel to slightly cover the takeaway, potassium cyanide is highly poisonous, and Zhan Qinghuan didn't know how much was put in the takeaway.

Half an hour later, the doorbell of Zhan Qinghuan's house rang. After Zhan Qinghuan opened the door, he saw two plainclothes policemen. They showed Zhan Qinghuan their police ID cards. Zhan Qinghuan nodded and immediately invited them in.

"My takeaway was poisoned, I suspect potassium cyanide."

The two policemen frowned slightly when they heard the word potassium cyanide. One of them took out a notebook, and the other asked, "Do you know who poisoned it?"

Zhan Qinghuan shook her head: "I don't know."

"Where's your takeaway?"

Zhan Qinghuan lifted the towel, and there was a serving of fried potato shreds fried with white rice and salted egg yolk. The rice hadn't been touched, but the shredded potatoes seemed to have been stirred.

"The rice has a very faint taste of bitter almonds. I learned it when I was in high school. I thought it was strange so I didn't eat it."

The policeman lowered his head and brushed the rice lightly, nodded and took out two large plastic bags from his briefcase, put on the cover again, and put the takeaway in, "This can't be determined by the naked eye alone, it can only be determined by the smell." It's also hard to tell, it needs to be tested to get the results, have you messed with anyone recently?"

Zhan Qinghuan told the police what happened to Tan Qingqing recently, but she didn't know who the person who wanted to harm her was, so the police asked Zhan Qinghuan for the name of the restaurant where she ordered takeaway, And the phone call from the delivery guy, made her be more careful during this time and then left.

I don't know if the police will file a case, but at least there is a record. Zhan Qinghuan sat on the sofa again and clicked on it. After explaining his current situation to the editor, the editor has not responded yet.

She clicked on her QQ again, deleted all the people who maliciously pulled her into the group, set no friends to be added, and after quitting the group, she became quiet in an instant.

Zhan Qinghuan charged the phone and began to tidy up the room carefully, but halfway through the tidying, she couldn't bear the drowsiness and fell asleep again.

After waking up, Zhan Qinghuan almost spent another day cleaning up the house by herself. There were five or six bags of garbage at the door. After she went to take a shower, she turned on the computer and began to browse the shared rental information.

Zhan Qinghuan still decides that she can't live alone, it's better to find someone to share the rent with her, so that if something happens to her, someone will come to help her.

After browsing the shared rental information for a long time, Zhan Qinghuan was suddenly very interested in a villa. It was a villa on the top of a hill with a particularly good view and a good location. Although the rent was a bit expensive, it was acceptable to Zhan Qinghuan. within range.

Zhan Qinghuan looked for the owner's number and made a call.

"Hello, do you still share the rent?" Zhan Qinghuan's voice was very sweet, trying to give the other party a good impression.

"Rent, but there are a lot of conditions. If you can meet the conditions, I can rent it to you at a lower price."

Zhan Qinghuan paused, it seems that he is a house owner who is picky about tenants,

She said yes, then made an appointment with the owner, and looked at the rent again.

Zhan Qinghuan suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "808."

"I'm here~"

"I want to be a rich woman."

The author has something to say: Qing Huan: The system makes money, hurry up

The new world is so exciting!

Happy!