Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Ling Qingyu was about to be eliminated. But the game wasn't over, the clock still ticked on the bomb. Of course, to act more realistically, Ling Qingyu fell down on the floor.

Despite being unsightly, this was what Tang Ziyi asked everyone to do. As long as one fell, it meant the character was dead.

Ling Qingyu now roleplayed as a dead NPC. She should be ignored, right? Nope, in the midst of falling, Ling Qingyu still felt several impacts, hitting her.

Gosh, now she understood the perspective of someone being shot till they hit the ground.

Several more followed and she thought this was the end. But the gunfire never ceased to end so much so that Ling Qingyu knew something was wrong.

Her ears heard curses amid the heated loud bangs.

"Damn it! Finally, we got her."

"Now, this bastard looks nothing more than that."

What made her speechless was Ling Qingyu heard magazines reload and bullets sprayed on her.

Though she was protected under special clothing, her body sensed small pain because of those impacts like a kid trying to punch on the skin of the adult. Though not excruciating still painful regardless. Continuous hits heightened the sensation.

How much hate did the team she entangled possessed? She just made a little mess. How could the girls be so vicious?

Ling Qingyu had to cover herself, knees bent, hands over the heat, a subconscious behavior to protect the weakest internal organ. Despite none of the pain was harmful, Ling Qingyu felt better.

Her embarrassing appearance sprouted huge waves of laughter from above, some even holding on to their dear waist, worried of getting broken.

They flashed thumbs-up to the girls who dared to go against their boss. Such courage for righteousness must be applauded.

Tang Ziyi massaged her forehead helplessly against her subordinates, or Ling Qingyu's. Perhaps, Ling Qingyu's cheating act raised this happiness.

She wondered what their reactions would be after a while if she recorded their faces and showed them to Ling Qingyu.

Ling Qingyu could no longer pretend to be dead and exclaimed. "Isn't it enough?!"

"Hmph! Not enough." One of the girls from the opposition muttered.

"Wait. Wait a moment. I seem to be familiar with this voice." The team leader halted her comrades' eagerness, feeling an ominous atmosphere.

"Now that you've said it, I also feel the same." Many similar agreements popped up among the four. Their scalps suddenly tingled as realization dawned on them.

Damn! They just thought the culprit was one of the policewomen who volunteered to test their skills. Their pride being rubbed to the ground by someone who messed up their formation and gave them endless trouble sparked enrage.

Since, the two parties were from different sides, they had decided to teach a good lesson. Now, the group remembered Tang Ziyi's words before the game began. Anyone able to hit President Ling several times earned a huge sum of money. Which meant....

The point was President Ling was one of the participants, serving as a terrorist player. From the tone of the voice from the bastard, they initially thought, everyone gulped. The group forgot their boss was on the opposing team.

Oh uh! Yep, these were the only words they could utter.

The team leader moved forward and gently shook Ling Qingyu's body. "Are you hurt? Forgive us because you never seem to go down under our hails of bullets; so we weren't sure if someone is pretending or our aim missed."

Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes at the girl's petty excuse. She wasn't a fool to not notice the agitation contained inside the girls. Especially, she had groaned like those in the movies when the extra fell down.

Though she understood their state of mind if she replaced them, it didn't mean she wasn't annoyed.

However, the team leader's gentleness, a complete alternation from the previous fierce tigress, put her angry mood down. She couldn't even bear to be enraged or annoyed.

Sometimes, a perfect tone and words really could affect a person's psychology. Which might be the reason why Ling Qingyu suffered myocardial infarction whenever she interacted with Miss System.

Talking to the Tsundere would never comfort anyone's soul. Even an apology or worried expression was hard to come by. Their comfort might pop out veins on the forehead.

Naturally, in several occasions, Miss System rarely made a mistake or never did. She seemed to be an embodiment of the truth.

Ling Qingyu didn't think much and was helped by the team leader to stand up.

The rest stood by, embarrassed and unsure what to do next, as if waiting for a serious sentence.

"The game is over. I have to say President Ling is like a super soldier." The team leader flashed her thumbs-up and praised her sincerely. "Even if you have trained for only one day, I feel suppressed."

"Yes! Yes! It's incredible our eyes couldn't capture President Ling's figure. You can pop out from left and then right. It seems like you're everywhere." The remaining girls quickly nodded and followed suit.

"Exactly, President Ling. You have no idea about our accuracy but you manage to dodge so many."

"That's right. If we didn't know President Ling had never practiced before, we might have thought we were facing against an experienced veteran."

"…"

Bullshit, the muscles on Ling Qingyu's cheek trembled. If she didn't know herself clearly, she might have ascended straight to the immortal realm by listening to their eager praises, seeking for forgiveness.

Her ears weren't deaf to not have heard their complaints and curses when she engaged guerrilla with them.

Although there wasn't any anger and her annoyance had dissipated, listening to their sweet voices, no matter how false it seemed, Ling Qingyu wouldn't let go easily.

"Oh! Then, why am I still shot after lying on the ground?" Ling Qingyu flipped over her visor and asked. Even if they had excuses, she wanted to listen more.

The operators glanced around and simultaneously looked at the team leader to reply. The team leader, noting their behaviors, almost cursed. Though it was her idea, please don't confess straightaway.

The team leader with a pair of begging eyes almost cried. Fortunately, everyone's expression was hidden under their equipment. She replied: "President Ling's aura and prior combat were too fierce, we didn't even notice we hit you. Forgive us for losing our minds. We might have been scared by your aura."

Ling Qingyu didn't want to point out too much. Who didn't know it was your order to beat the shit out of me? I even heard them clearly. Ling Qingyu thought.

The excuse was reasonable and Ling Qingyu never intended to pursue far. However, recognizing their mood, Ling Qingyu's eyes showed cunningness.

"Really, while I was running around, I seem to have heard someone comparing me to thieves and bastards, and even swear to rub me on the ground." Ling Qingyu said.

Everyone raised their hands and shook. The team leader said. "Ah! You might have misheard. It's impossible. President Ling, we're sincerely congratulating you.

Those words referring to thieves were praises. We cannot even reach your realm yet."

"Hmm?" Ling Qingyu was curious about what ridiculous answer would she hear again. "How do you say?"

Her body language told—I'm very interested.

Despite the bitter smile, the leader girl said. "Of course, your abilities have blinded and confused us. Warfare is full of deceit. A good soldier will always have deception under the sleeves."

Ling Qingyu chuckled and found their replies cute. She really found these girls interesting and fun. One moment they were gritting their teeth so much she suspected her ears noticed the clatter. The next moment they pour their vengeance hitting her hard. And later they flattered Ling Qingyu to heaven.

"Come on, Sister Ling. Stop pressuring the girls. It's not like we haven't seen what you've done." The cold elder sister voice came.