Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

Zhou Baiyu didn't do it after all.

There were too many people coming and going; he had no chance to make his move, and more importantly, were he to slip up, the consequences would be truly horrific. Most importantly, he still needed to continue observing.

He could genuinely feel that Zhang Haoyun trusted him greatly.

This trust seemed unfounded, but Zhou Baiyu somewhat understood it.

Those who once tried to commit suicide, after being saved by him, each became especially dependent on him.

It was as if merely persuading them to live on was the only tenderness they could feel in their lives.

Such people, upon meeting someone they thought was right, might reveal their other side unreservedly.

Zhou Baiyu didn't know what Zhang Haoyun's life was truly like.

The setting sun dyed the clouds red, a splendid scene unfolding just as Zhang Haoyun awoke.

"I don't feel like going to the bar tonight, Zhou Baiyu. Could you just walk with me?"

"Sure."

The two started to stroll as Zhou Baiyu introduced a strange topic.

"Do you believe in gods? Those with strange names, like the gods of luck, space, causality, reincarnation, and death. Or perhaps, do you believe in miracles?"

"I don't believe."

Zhang Haoyun replied very decisively.

"I thought girls would tend to believe a little, after all, sometimes life has some very inexplicable occurrences. Like in the movies, I sometimes wonder if one day, I will suddenly receive some abilities that others do not have, like a miracle."

Zhou Baiyu was actually trying to lead the conversation, and it was quite blunt, but since he had a good general impression of his target, he wasn't worried.

However, Zhang Haoyun didn't really like this subject.

In her disastrous life, if there were gods, then their response to her calls—that every time she thought her life would get better, it immediately turned worse.

"Don't believe, don't believe! Annoying and terrible life is always the same, and misfortune just keeps happening one after another. If there really are gods in this world, it would only be more pitiful, because that god must be a bastard who enjoys watching others' misfortune!"

Zhang Haoyun almost spat these words out through clenched teeth as the emotion welled up uncontrollably.

Zhou Baiyu realized this was a sensitive subject. The girl's past must have been awful, and she might have once prayed for divine intervention... but what she got was indeed the devastation of reality.

Fortunately, his greatest skill was verbal consolation, and Zhang Haoyun also asked a question that was both a wound for her and something she was eager to know.

"Zhou Baiyu, are your parents good to you? Do you have any siblings?"

"They're pretty good to me, I'm an only child. And I'm not that close with other relatives of my age."

If it were in the Advanced World, Zhou Baiyu's social circle would be quite complex by now. He had a brother, a daughter, a queenly patron, and a mature woman as a boss, and who knows what more might come.

But in the original world, his social network was very simple. Simple enough that, apart from his parents, he had little to do with anyone else.

And Zhang Haoyun's social network seemed just as simple, simple to the point that... she could unilaterally declare that there was no one in this world who cared about her.

On one hand, she was happy for Zhou Baiyu having such a family, on the other hand, she meekly lowered her head:

"That's great. My parents aren't very nice to me, and I have a younger brother who always fights with me for things."

The actual situation, the persecution by her parents, was far from being describable as "not very nice."

And the "taking of things" by her brother was probably far worse than she described.

But in front of Zhou Baiyu, she just made light of it, like a daughter and sister with a slight grievance, as if fundamentally, she still had a decent family.

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Their date continued.

After their walk, they went to many places Zhang Haoyun had wanted to visit but thought were meaningless to go to alone.

There are some people in this world who, once they feel in sync with someone, their fondness skyrockets.

That's the impression Zhou Baiyu gave to Zhang Haoyun.

It's just that this girl with the mentality of a little girl, in the eyes of all the different walkers who came to Linxiang City, was undoubtedly a great demon lord.

While Huan Liuyan was using the Truth-Speaking Perfume to continuously gather intelligence—the great demon lord was laughing and talking with Zhou Baiyu.

While Guang Tongchen used money as a tool, accessing all the surveillance videos of the bar street—

The great demon lord and Zhou Baiyu drove to the outskirts to a fireworks garden meant for dating, and put on a fireworks display.

While Ke Zhongye was pulling strings, arranging for a group of thugs to patrol and investigate around the bar street—

The Overlord and Zhou Baiyu had returned, and along the way, she let out joyful cries, seemingly more cheerful than she had been in a long time.

After assembling firearms with Guang Tongchen and constantly recalling the memories of her Advanced World body, she found her way back to the sensation of being a top-tier sniper...

The Overlord and Zhou Baiyu went to a KTV. Both of them, a striking pair, were tone-deaf. But Zhang Haoyun's unreserved demeanor only increased Zhou Baiyu's admiration.

In any case, the pioneers were like soldiers facing an onslaught, racking their brains...

Zhou Baiyu was in a relationship with the Overlord. Or rather, she was pretending to be.

But for Zhang Haoyun, it was undoubtedly a beautiful day. Her affection was not the least bit feigned.

She had never imagined that her time with a man could be so fleeting, eager to relive every second over and over again.

As for Zhou Baiyu, her observations of Zhang Haoyun were starting to bear fruit—

"Zhang Haoyun's emotions are more stable compared to Bai Ling and An Ya, and at the moment, she seems no different from a normal person."

Of course, Zhou Baiyu also considered that this could all be because Zhang Haoyun was with her.

Perhaps Zhang Haoyun was different around other people.

But, based on today's observations, Zhou Baiyu was certain that if she spent more time with Zhang Haoyun, once their relationship progressed to the next stage, she might be able to guide Zhang Haoyun.

He even wondered if, in the different walker's virtual palace, a statue of Zhang Haoyun would light up.

If it wasn't for the fact that entering the "gacha pool" required going through the transit station, he was quite eager to see what level of talent Zhang Haoyun possessed.

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Beautiful times were always fleeting.

Zhang Haoyun and Zhou Baiyu finally came to the moment of parting.

"Will I see you again tomorrow?" Zhang Haoyun asked Zhou Baiyu with some anticipation.

"Of course, you will. By the way, if anything happens tonight, will you make sure to call me?"

Zhou Baiyu had fully transformed into a caring gentleman. He was worried about Zhang Haoyun, being a sensitive person because of her corruption, so he decided not to go home and stayed in the neighboring complex instead.

That way, he could reach Zhang Haoyun at a moment's notice if anything arose.

He added earnestly:

"It doesn't have to be something major, just whenever you feel sad, frustrated, lonely, or anything at all, just contact me if you feel like it, and I'll come quickly."

"Zhang Haoyun, life is definitely going to get better, no matter what the past was like, and from now on... whatever happens, we can face it together."

The two exchanged contact information.

Zhou Baiyu's last words almost made Zhang Haoyun cry, and she left with a sense of reluctance lingering in her heart.

Zhou Baiyu was also looking forward to seeing her the next day, believing that with just a bit more time, they could resolve the corruption issue without a fight.

Even though the rewards for defense mode were tempting.

But Zhou Baiyu was clear that the biggest problem for the pioneers was not in the Advanced World, but in the original world.

If in the original world, he could win over a corrupt being for himself, and even for humanity... that significance was definitely greater than any item.

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The night had deepened.

Zhang Haoyun, happy all day long, froze when she reached her doorstep.

She had become strong, at least in comparison to the average person, she was like those heroes in superhero movies going through their early mutations.

Her hearing, her sense of smell, had all become much stronger than before.

So Zhang Haoyun could sense that someone was in the house.

In an instant, she panicked.

The crimson eyes hidden under her clothing were no longer thin black lines, but rather squinting, stirring with anticipation.

That damned feeling was back—every time a slight happiness appeared in her life, it would soon disappear, and awaiting her would be an even more terrible misfortune.

Tasting the scent of alcohol in her breath, her good mood for the entire day collapsed instantly.

(No knives, watch in peace)