Chapter One: From Final Boss to Saintly Savior
In the dimly lit cave, only a few spars emitted a faint fluorescent glow. At its deepest point, two chains stretched from the stone wall, securing a pair of slender ankles.
Chi Ying sat on the ground, lazily stroking the thick anklets as she yawned.
Today marked the server shutdown for the game — her final day as the ultimate villain. After this, no more players would come. In three minutes, the program would erase her existence.
She lowered her gaze at the thought.
Bored, she gave her anklet a gentle kick. It clinked but stirred no emotion in her. Fate was fate.
[Virtual intelligence detected. Commencing intelligence assessment…]
Chi Ying raised her head, scanning the cave.
Who’s talking?
[Intelligence assessment complete. Result: standard human-level intelligence.]
[Appearance assessment… Appearance matches ‘Saintly Virgin’ profile. System initiating binding process.]
Unable to locate the voice’s source, Chi Ying stood and felt around the cave wall, suspecting a player might be stuck nearby. The chains rattled as she moved, restricting her.
Frowning, she exerted a little force with her foot—
Snap.
The chains that had restrained the game’s most powerful villain shattered.
If any player had witnessed this, they would’ve been stunned. These were the only items in-game that could hold the final boss in check — now broken like twigs.
[Host Chi Ying bound successfully. Identity: XX game final boss…]
The mechanical voice abruptly faltered.
B… Boss?
This dainty-looking girl was the final boss?
But the binding had been completed. No turning back now.
Before she could process it, darkness swallowed Chi Ying’s consciousness.
[World synchronization commencing. External channel opening…]
Oddly enough, the voice sounded… melancholic.
Chi Ying opened her eyes to a completely different world.
Metal shelves. A few scattered supplies. It looked like… a supermarket?
The so-called system had stuffed a flood of strange information into her brain. She now knew this was indeed a “supermarket.”
It was eerily empty. No staff in sight.
Boom!
Chi Ying turned toward the sound.
Boom! Again. It came from behind a shelf.
She hesitated, then moved to investigate.
Peeking around the edge, she locked eyes with a figure that could only loosely be considered human.
“Ho… ho…”
A person? No — something else.
Chi Ying’s eyes widened. The figure was grotesque. Its skin was green-gray, blotched with decay. Sunken cheeks. Bulging eyes. Hideous.
[Host’s combat strength is sufficient. Please eliminate the low-level zombie immediately.]
The system’s tone was cold — still internally spiraling after realizing its randomly selected host was the final boss of a game.
It had wanted a simple, obedient, easily manipulable “vase” character…
“Zombie? Not human?” Chi Ying asked calmly.
[No. This is a post-apocalyptic world derived from a novel. Infected humans mutate into zombies with low intelligence.]
[Allow me to introduce myself. I’m the system bound to you. Your mission is to collect Holy Mother Value.]
The zombie shuffled toward her with a rasping growl.
Chi Ying didn’t flinch. She casually scanned her surroundings for more.
[You must follow the ‘Saintly Virgin’ script. Each Holy Mother point earns 100 credits, which can be exchanged for supplies in the system mall.]
So she’d been pulled into a zombie apocalypse by some broken system and was now supposed to survive by being a good person?
Chi Ying sneered inwardly. Supplies? She could take those herself.
[If you reach two million points, you might be able to save the world.]
Now that got her attention.
“Save the world? A villain like me?” she murmured.
The system, oddly hopeful, sighed in relief.
[One more thing — this world originated from a novel. But the plot has deviated. The protagonists changed, the balance between good and evil collapsed. You must complete the Saintly Virgin script to restore goodness.]
Chi Ying nodded. She had questions, but now wasn’t the time.
Dozens of zombies had gathered.
She raised her hand. With a casual flick, a wind blade formed and sliced clean through a zombie’s neck.
More blades followed, but she paused. Too inefficient, one at a time. Better to wait until they grouped up.
She began gathering power silently.
The system watched her serene face and shivered.
Who knew such a pretty face could be so lethal?
“Ho!”
One-armed, the lead zombie lunged forward.
Chi Ying calmly stepped back, leaning against a shelf to protect her rear.
They were getting closer.
Three… two…
Bang! Bang!
Two zombies fell.
Chi Ying blinked. She hadn’t done that.
[Human presence detected. Host, prepare to collect Holy Mother points.]
More gunshots. Zombies dropped, their heads pierced by ice-sharp projectiles.
Chi Ying turned toward the source.
A man in a black combat uniform stood there, gun in one hand, blue energy fading from the other.
He’d killed them.
“Captain?”
“Captain Gu?”
A man and woman rushed up behind him.
When they saw Chi Ying, the man’s eyes widened.
“Whoa, someone’s alive in this hellhole?”
“Don’t get close. Stay back,” Gu Chi said coldly. “She was surrounded. Might be infected.”
He tossed his gun to a teammate and walked up to Chi Ying.
[Host — now’s the time to act Holy Mother-like!]
Chi Ying blinked, then an idea struck her.
Gu Chi kicked aside a corpse to inspect her more closely.
She was stunning — but what stood out was her cleanliness. Apart from zombie blood, she looked untouched.
Too fragile. Too exposed. Odds were… she’d been bitten.
Chi Ying bit her lip, eyes welling with tears. She looked heartbreakingly pitiful.
Gu Chi froze.
She’s crying? Oh, she’s definitely infected.
“Captain…” Lu Yunfei leaned over his shoulder and froze at the sight.
“Wait — is that your wife?”
“Get lost.”
“She infected or not?” Lu Yunfei asked more seriously.
Fair-skinned. Exposed limbs. No weapons. She might as well have had a sign: Weak. Eat me.
Gu Chi muttered, “Not sure. Tie her up. Song Shi can check her for wounds later.”
“Okay.” Lu Yunfei pulled out a rope. “Name? So we can call you.”
“…Chi Ying.”
Seeing her still crying, he tried to comfort her.
“Hey, it’s okay now. The zombies are dead.”
“They’re dead…”
“Yeah, lucky for you.”
Chi Ying sniffled. “But they were… people too…”
Lu Yunfei: “…”
What now?
Chi Ying slid to the floor, sobbing.
“They used to be human… Just like us… It’s so pitiful…”
Lu Yunfei was stunned. She was crying over zombies?
He had no words.
Gu Chi narrowed his eyes.
Did we just save a lunatic?
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