"Is this the power of the Celestial Realm?"
Mu An clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying strength within him that moved like thunder, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.
If someone were to observe him closely at that moment, they would surely be astonished.
Because the man was floating in the air, his feet off the ground without relying on any external support.
He was stepping on the void, just as described in some classic novels.
Fighting... how terrifying it is to be a strong person!
"Being invincible is so lonely; there's not a single person I can fight!"
Mu An shook his head, lying back down on the bed, continuing to sort through the emotional rewards he had obtained.
In fact, this was also the reason he hadn't rushed to increase his strength earlier.
Because he simply didn't need to!
[Use [Plot Fragment*2]!]
—————
[You have used [Plot Fragment*1]! This is information about Bai Zihao!]
[Due to your prior arrangements and the terrifying influence of the Tianmu Group, Bai Zihao's shared economy business plan has completely failed. He set out but met with disaster, dying before it even began, with no one willing to invest, and everyone avoiding him.]
[Meanwhile, Mu Wanrou, with a strong hand, has conducted a major consolidation of the takeaway industry, with businesses large and small cooperating with her, and she has specifically recruited agents for takeaway services at every university.]
[Bai Zihao, proud and arrogant, missed the opportunity, and his takeaway studio in the university is now on the verge of collapse, with no space left for survival.]
[Previously, Bai Zihao had purchased a demolition house, but under your intentional authorization, the Tianmu Group secretly manipulated the plan, delaying it for a full ten years on the surface. Bai Zihao's heart sank; it can be said that the money he invested earlier has gone down the drain, with no hope of recovering it, and it seems far away.]
[Additionally, due to Bai Zihao's previous repeated poor behavior, his parents couldn't resist the temptation to invest their life savings into a foreign bag company introduced by relatives, resulting in them losing everything and even incurring massive debts. Unable to bear the pressure, they lost the face to see their son and both committed suicide by jumping off a building.]
[Upon learning of his parents' death, Bai Zihao's heart completely collapsed under repeated blows. Even after being reborn, he still couldn't change anything, and instead made everything worse. He harbors immense resentment towards this world, and towards you and those two school beauties who betrayed him.]
[Two days later, the long-hidden Bai Zihao, armed with a sharp knife, blocked your and Su Zhirou's way to the university.]
[He has completely gone mad, determined to kill both of you! For this, he is willing to gamble everything!]
—————
After reading this information, Mu An couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Is Bai Zihao pitiful?
Not at all.
Because all of this is self-inflicted!
A powerless reborn person is just a weak chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
A protagonist like Bai Zihao, who has almost no abilities other than the foresight of the future, is the easiest to deal with.
Choosing to confront a villain like Mu An, who has both strength and background, head-on is undoubtedly like hitting a stone with an egg; the outcome was already predetermined!
Originally, Mu An wanted to keep Bai Zihao around to continue harvesting the leeks.
After all, the world is ever-changing, and the protagonist's luck is not fixed.
Perhaps due to certain events, their luck might inexplicably increase.
This also means they can be repeatedly farmed for gold coins!
Even after being reduced to zero, there might still be some profit—truly a perpetual motion machine!
But Bai Zihao should never have harbored murderous intent towards Mu An and the heroine (the big gold mine) beside him, and planned to take action.
In other words, he has already... chosen the path to death!
—————
[You have used [Plot Fragment*1]! This is basic information about the new male lead, Cao Han!]
Name: Cao Han
Identity: Protagonist
Luck: 50000
Golden Finger: The Strongest Yellow Hair Choice System
[Basic Information: A despicable outsider, a stowaway, who crossed over into a character of the same name in a game due to excessive indulgence in butter.
Both parents are deceased, leaving only a restructured family sister and some debts (over ten million).
A freshman newly recruited after the reform of the Star Sea International Noble Women's University. Engaging in yellow hair activities can yield rewards.
—————
Mu An stroked his chin.
'A new protagonist? Yellow hair? A system?'
His first thought was not fear, but rather excitement.
Because there is a brand new gold mine to be dug!
Besides... the protagonist? Just a toy for him!
Of course, Mu An also has his own 'troubles.'
The appearance of a new protagonist means there will be more new heroines!
The gold mines around him are already plentiful.
If there are a few more, he certainly wouldn't refuse.
He just needs to think more about how to become a qualified time management master.
Then... maximize the collection of emotional rewards from the heroines!
Knock knock knock—
At that moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Come in."
Mu An casually called out.
But there was no response from outside the door, no one pushed the door open, only silence.
The man squinted his eyes, as if he thought of something.
The perspective ability of the [Eye of Appraisal] activated immediately.
He quickly saw the girl standing outside the door, and the kitchen knife she was hiding behind her back, glinting coldly!
'Interesting! Not turning back until hitting the south wall, huh?'
A smile appeared at the corner of Mu An's mouth.
Not long after.
A slight creak.
The door was opened by Mu An himself.
However, what greeted him was not the soft embrace of the girl, but a deadly kitchen knife coming straight at him!
Ding—
The kitchen knife was easily pinched between two fingers, just like before.
No matter how the other party struggled, they found themselves in a dilemma.
The tip of the knife was only a few inches away from the man's cheek.
But this small distance was like an insurmountable chasm, forever impossible to cross!
"Don't you have any new tricks?"
Mu An teased as he looked at the 'Tong Ziran' in front of him.
To be precise, the other party was not the real person, but the girl's second personality?
'Tong Ziran' had red eyes that flickered slightly, and with a gust of wind at her feet, the delicate white foot that had been stepping on the wooden floor kicked fiercely towards the man below.
If an ordinary person were to be kicked, they might end up with a shattered egg and a dead body.
After all.
The highest level of ten-level pain is not just talk.
A person can indeed be killed by pain!
Mu An raised an eyebrow.
'What a ruthless woman!'
Although with his current cultivation, even if the other party kicked him directly, he wouldn't suffer any harm.
But... which man would want to be attacked in that area?
It's not about harm; it's about dignity!
"Freeze!"
Before being kicked, the man had already uttered a word from his mouth.
In an instant.
'Tong Ziran' found that her body could not move.
Even her foot, which was still kicking, was the same, as if a pause button had been forcibly pressed.
In reality, this was not because Mu An used any special props.
He simply used his terrifying cultivation strength to easily control the girl.
When a person's power reaches a certain level, doing as one pleases is no longer a fantasy like the moon in the water or flowers in a mirror, but rather a real ability!
Now, the girl appeared to him like a doll that could be manipulated at will.
Life and death were in his thoughts!
"So... can we sit down and have a good talk now?"
Mu An lifted the girl's smooth chin and smiled faintly.
…..
The man casually took the kitchen knife from her hand.
Although this weapon couldn't harm him, it was wise to confiscate it early, just in case the girl suddenly tried to touch her own neck or something.
Don't ask why she would want to touch her neck.
Why should the actions of a mentally ill person need to be explained to others?
Perhaps being mentally ill is an explanation in itself.
And 'Tong Ziran', in a state of paralysis, could only watch this scene unfold helplessly.
"Tell me, which personality are you?"
Mu An momentarily loosened his control over the girl.
But the next second, she immediately launched a beautiful spinning kick towards the man's head.
Fortunately, Mu An had been on guard and easily dodged it with a slight lean back.
Not only that, but he also quickly grabbed the girl's ankle and directly pressed her down onto the bed in a split position.
For a moment, their movements appeared somewhat ambiguous.
"Tsk, you should know very well that if I wanted to kill you... I could do it at any time!"
Mu An looked down at 'Tong Ziran', his gaze already flashing with a hint of sharpness.
His other large hand had somehow climbed up the girl's delicate neck, seemingly able to easily snap it with just a little force.
"And don't try to provoke me further; my patience is limited!"
"So, this is your last chance: talk, or die?"
Mu An once again actively loosened his hold on 'Tong Ziran'.
This time, the latter did not make any unnecessary movements. After sitting up, her red eyes flickered, still looking full of hostility.
After a moment of silence, the girl seemed to relent and finally spoke.
"Second personality."
"Heh, so you're not mute?"
Mu An sat in a nearby chair, looking at her with a playful gaze.
However, as long as they could communicate, that was a good start.
"Why do you always want to kill me?"
"You have to die for her to live."
"Who can live?"
'Tong Ziran' stared at the man for a long time before her lips slightly uttered three words.
"Master personality."
Mu An was taken aback by this answer, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Is there a necessary connection between the two?"
This answer seemed absurd, but it seemed to have initially answered 'Tong Ziran's' long-standing reason for wanting to kill him.
But Mu An couldn't figure it out.
Why must he die for Tong Ziran's master personality to survive?
At this moment, 'Tong Ziran's' second personality did not answer directly but inexplicably asked a question in return.
"Do you know how many sub-personalities have been derived from the master personality so far?"
"How many?"
"Counting me, a total of... fifteen!"
Hearing this astonishing number, Mu An's pupils couldn't help but constrict.
If this situation were in a fantasy novel, what would it be? One body with sixteen souls?
And then everyone was desperately fighting for the right to use the body?
But this raised another question.
In the days Mu An had spent with Tong Ziran, he had not seen any other personalities apart from this 'second personality'.
"But this is just the current number. If you continue to stay by her side, the number of derived personalities will only increase."
"And a person's mental strength is limited. I can feel that she... is also nearing her limit."
'Tong Ziran's' second personality paused, glanced at Mu An, and continued.
"At that time, she will completely disappear."
Mu An frowned.
The amount of information the other party revealed was a bit overwhelming, and the more they spoke, the more confusing it became.
But Mu An knew that problems should be addressed one at a time; the more troublesome the matter, the less one should rush.
"Why does Tong Ziran's personality increase when she stays by my side?"
"And if she really has so many personalities, why haven't I noticed anything unusual in my daily life?"
This was indeed true.
If even someone like Mu An couldn't detect a person's 'abnormality' in time,
Then it could only be said that the other personalities' disguising abilities were simply too extraordinary!
"The answer to the first question... is due to childhood trauma; her heart is extremely dependent on you."
"She has always wanted to become the perfect wife by your side and has held herself to that standard."
"For this, the master personality has even split off multiple sub-personalities with different abilities; some are skilled in cooking, some are fluent in multiple languages, and some excel in sports..."
"But no one is perfect; perfection itself is an impossible fantasy. Endless internal strife will ultimately lead to destruction."
'Tong Ziran' glanced at Mu An, her expression complex, and continued.
"As for the second question, it's also easy to answer."
"Those derived personalities are quite special; aside from their different abilities, in every other aspect, they are completely the same: the same personality, the same memories, the same way of thinking, including... their love for you is also completely the same, that is beyond doubt!"
"So, it's normal that you don't notice any abnormalities."
Upon hearing this, Mu An's frown deepened.
He realized that he had inexplicably become the 'source of all evil' that produced these personalities.
"Is this your reason for wanting to kill me?"
"That's right; the root of everything is you! If you disappear, it might cut off the master personality's continued splitting of other personalities, that self-destructive behavior."
'Tong Ziran' nodded without hesitation.
"Of course, I also have a gamble in this."
"I don't know if the master personality will collapse directly after you die."
"But I know that if I don't do something soon, she will really disappear."
Mu An stood up and paced around the room; the situation seemed to be more complicated than he had thought.
Suddenly, the man stopped in his tracks, inexplicably thinking of a question.
"Since they are all the same in every aspect except for their abilities, who is it that usually appears? Is it the master personality?"
But 'Tong Ziran' shook her head and gave him an almost shocking answer.
"I am the second personality that was split off."
"And from the moment I was split off, the master personality has never truly appeared again."
"The childhood trauma has caused her to suffer from severe depression, and since then, she has been like a little mouse hiding in endless darkness, only daring to occasionally peek through the windows of other personalities that bring a little light at the happiness that should belong to her!"