Chapter 663: Ren Zhacheng Wants to Take Advantage? The Hunter is Behind!
'Hahaha, my luck, Ren Zhacheng, is indeed very good! I actually drew the Goddess Diary, and it's General Manager Ling Qingcheng's Goddess Future Diary!'
Ren Zhacheng was ecstatic, wanting nothing more than to stand up and shout, extremely excited. He had drawn Ling Qingcheng's Goddess Future Diary! The goddess Ren Zhacheng secretly admired most was not He Yiyi, but Ling Qingcheng. Ever since a business interview with Ling Qingcheng, Ren Zhacheng had been captivated by her wisdom and beauty, and he went through great lengths to intern at Ling Group.
However, Ren Zhacheng also knew that there was no way he and Ling Qingcheng, one a toad on the ground and the other a noble swan in the sky, could ever cross paths. The chasm between their statuses was not a river, but a galaxy. She was the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise, a celebrated figure in Hangzhou's elite circles. He was a nobody, a faceless intern who barely scraped by. Let alone Ling Qingcheng, even He Yiyi, before the Goddess Future Diary System had descended upon him, was a prize utterly beyond his grasp. He wouldn't have dared to pursue her, let alone touch her.
But now, everything had changed. The universe had tilted in his favor. With the Goddess Future Diary System in his possession, his chance to shatter his pathetic fate and soar to the heavens had arrived. A tide of ambition, dark and intoxicating, swelled within his chest, drowning the timid office worker he once was.
He would conquer He Yiyi, then Ling Qingcheng, and then every other goddess who had ever seemed untouchable. He would make them his. The power of foresight was the ultimate weapon. He even imagined himself having a chance to get close to superstar divas like Zhong Lingyin, women who lived in a world of blinding spotlights and global fame. With these newfound abilities, the once-cowering Ren Zhacheng's confidence surged like a tsunami, reshaping his very soul into something arrogant and hungry.
'Let me see, what can I use from General Manager Ling's Goddess Future Diary?'
Anticipation painted Ren Zhacheng's face, his features twisted in a greedy grin. His heart hammered against his ribs. 'It would be best if Ling Qingcheng, just like He Yiyi, has some critical weaknesses recorded in here. Something I can exploit to break through her defenses and win her over quickly.' He imagined it all: finding her secret, becoming her confidant, her savior, and finally, her master.
From a place beyond perception, Shen Anyu narrowed his eyes, a faint, predatory glint in their depths. 'As expected of a Child of Destiny with an initial destiny value of eleven million and immense growth potential. His luck is indeed excellent.'
Great fortune awaits.
His wishes come true.
Such was the blessing of a protagonist's fate. But fate, Shen Anyu knew, was merely a current, and he was the dam that could divert its course at will. With a mere thought, he asserted his absolute control over Ren Zhacheng's five senses, a silent, invisible cage closing around the man's entire perception of reality. He didn't want his new puppet seeing anything he shouldn't. Any inconvenient truths would be masked, replaced, or simply erased from existence before they ever reached Ren Zhacheng's mind.
Then, with his pawn's vision properly filtered, Shen Anyu also watched intently, a flicker of genuine curiosity in his gaze. He, too, wanted to know if this vaunted Goddess Future Diary would be capable of recording his own existence.
Ren Zhacheng excitedly rubbed his hands together, the friction a poor outlet for the frantic energy coursing through him. He held his breath, his eyes glued to the shimmering, ethereal interface of the diary, and turned to the first page.
...
[August 23rd Cloudy to Clear]
[Last night's dinner at the Hilton Hotel at 8 PM, I'm truly fortunate!]
[That Yu Guanxiong, that Second Young Master of the Yu Clan, he indeed had ill intentions and drugged me!]
[Luckily, I was quick-witted; seeing his unusual expression, I didn't drink much and left in time!]
[But I felt very uncomfortable late at night. What exactly did that scoundrel Yu Guanxiong give me? It made me...]
[This time, it was a close call, but how will I avoid Yu Guanxiong's next scheme?]
[Yu Guanxiong is just a dissolute scion, nothing much, but the Yu Clan behind him is an unshakeable behemoth!]
[Sigh, the pressure is immense. If only someone could help me. Even just standing in front of me and offering a few words of comfort.]
[No more thinking about that. Ling Qingcheng, oh Ling Qingcheng, you are the CEO of Ling Group; you cannot be so fragile. You must be strong, you must be even stronger!]
[Ling Qingcheng, you can do it!]
Looking at Ling Qingcheng's future diary, Ren Zhacheng scratched his head, his brow furrowed in a mixture of excitement and confusion.
'Where's the important part? What comes after the ellipsis for 'it made me'? Did Ling Qingcheng just not write it down?'
He was intensely curious, his mind racing to fill in the blank. The implication was obvious, and it sent a jolt of sordid thrill through him. 'Ling Qingcheng was drugged... felt uncomfortable late at night... she probably had to take matters into her own hands.' The image that flashed through his mind was vivid and deeply satisfying. It was just a pity, a damn pity, that the diary didn't spell it out for him.
Shen Anyu allowed a ghost of a smile to touch his lips. He remained silent, a predator watching its prey. Of course Ling Qingcheng had written it. She had likely detailed the entire humiliating, feverish ordeal. But Ren Zhacheng couldn't see it, because Shen Anyu had simply willed it out of his perception. The words were there, but a perfectly tailored blind spot covered them, a visual obfuscation so seamless that Ren Zhacheng's mind accepted it as a simple omission.
Whatever Shen Anyu wanted Ren Zhacheng to see, hear, or perceive, that is precisely what Ren Zhacheng would experience. The control was absolute. If Shen Anyu wished, he could make Ren Zhacheng devour a pile of excrement and genuinely enjoy it as if it were the finest chocolate cake. He could make a sow in a sty appear more beautiful than Diao Chan, the legendary beauty of ancient times. The man's reality was Shen Anyu's canvas.
'Today is August twenty-second. August twenty-third is tomorrow. From this diary's entry, it seems I don't exist, which shouldn't be the case. I will definitely be at that Hilton dinner. Does that mean this Goddess Future Diary cannot observe my existence?'
A playful, dangerous curve appeared at the corner of Shen Anyu's lips. The identity of a Great Villain of Destiny was indeed extraordinary. It came with privileges that could break the very systems designed to empower his enemies. This Goddess Future Diary could predict the future, but it was a future blind to his presence. The future it predicted was one where Shen Anyu simply didn't appear.
But what then?
When Shen Anyu inevitably appeared and shattered that predicted reality, would this Goddess Future Diary recalibrate? Would it deduce and predict a new future based on the altered events, or would it rigidly adhere to the original, now-obsolete timeline where he didn't exist?
This was a crucial question. The answer would determine Shen Anyu's entire assessment of the Goddess Future Diary System's threat level. For now, however, the immediate benefit was clear and immense. The System could not observe him personally, and for his current plans, that was more than enough.
'Yu Guanxiong... drugging Ling Qingcheng. Truly reckless. Excellent!' Shen Anyu's thoughts immediately seized upon the content of the diary. A cold sneer formed in his mind. At the 8 PM dinner tomorrow, he would give Yu Guanxiong, the vaunted Yu Clan of Yanxia, and the ice-queen Ling Qingcheng a little shock they would never forget.
At that very moment, Ren Zhacheng was also deep in thought, his small-time scheming a pale imitation of the grandmaster's maneuvers. He muttered aloud to himself, his voice a low, excited whisper:
"Someone actually dared to drug General Manager Ling? General Manager Ling is the CEO of the Ling Group, a company with a market value in the hundreds of billions! She's one of the ten richest people in all of Hangzhou. How could such a prominent figure be schemed against like this?"
His mind reeled with the implications. It was a glimpse into the brutal, hidden world of the true elite.
"And from General Manager Ling's diary, she seems quite wary of that Yu Guanxiong... or rather, the Yu Clan behind him. It seems he's a Young Master from a truly powerful family."
A predatory light flashed in Ren Zhacheng's eyes. This wasn't just a piece of gossip; it was an opening.
'However, this is something I, Ren Zhacheng, can use.'
'A perfect chance for a hero to save the beauty!'
Ren Zhacheng's face was flushed, stretched into a wide, triumphant smile. He was incredibly excited, his body trembling with the prospect. Although he hadn't uncovered a devastating personal weakness from Ling Qingcheng's future diary like he had with He Yiyi, he had stumbled upon something even better: a golden opportunity to be her knight in shining armor.
Even though Ling Qingcheng had, in the original timeline, averted the worst of the danger through her own intelligence, Ren Zhacheng had no intention of letting this chance slip through his fingers. He could make the rescue far more dramatic.
'It's just that... confronting that Yu Guanxiong directly isn't suitable right now. I just got the System; I'm not his match. My strength is still pitiful.' His initial surge of bravado was quickly tempered by a healthy dose of his old cowardice. 'Even General Manager Ling is wary of his background, let alone a nobody like me. A direct confrontation is impossible for now... unless I become formidable later on. And with the Goddess Future Diary System, I will definitely become formidable!'
He nodded to himself, solidifying the plan in his mind.
'Uh, the best way is to wait. Wait until General Manager Ling comes out of the Hilton Hotel. Then, I intercept her directly and drive her away while she's disoriented from the drug.'
'Plan successful.'
Thinking this, Ren Zhacheng was filled with a dizzying sense of anticipation. The 8 PM dinner at the Hilton Hotel. Taking the compromised, vulnerable General Manager Ling away from the scene.
Tsk, tsk, at that time, when she was confused and helpless, clinging to him as her only savior... the scenario playing out in his head was sweeter than the most beautiful dream!
Ren Zhacheng practically drooled, a thin line of saliva even forming at the corner of his mouth as his disgusting fantasies consumed him.
Shen Anyu glanced at Ren Zhacheng, a cool, detached smile playing on his handsome face. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Ren Zhacheng was certainly dreaming big, lost in his delusions of grandeur.
But Shen Anyu was the true hunter.
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