Modu University campus.
The air was filled with the clamor of voices and the scent of youthful hormones.
Lu Ling, clutching a stack of books, walked through the crowd with an expressionless face, like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world, completely out of place.
Her mind was racing.
"Social Infiltration Plan, First Step: Integrate into the Collective."
"Current Behavior Mimicry Target: Surrounding Students."
Just then, a seemingly bright and cheerful boy, with a smile he thought was charming, approached her.
"Excuse me, are you a new exchange student?"
"Hello, my name is Li Yang, and I'm with the student council."
He adjusted his glasses, looking at Lu Ling's face, which was so exquisite it seemed unreal, and his heart pounded.
"You're so beautiful, like a doll. What's your name?"
Lu Ling's eyes turned to him.
"Target: Li Yang."
"Intent Analysis: Engaging in low-efficiency social interaction, strong mating suggestion present."
"Threat Level: 0."
"Optimal Response Plan: Efficiently end ineffective conversation."
She looked at Li Yang and stated the facts in a flat, unemotional tone.
"Student, your adrenaline levels are abnormal."
"Based on my analysis, I recommend you get a physical examination immediately."
"…"
The smile on Li Yang's face instantly froze, and he was petrified on the spot.
The surrounding students who overheard also cast strange, ghost-seeing glances.
This girl… she's a celestial beauty, but why does she talk like that… and a bit venomous?
Lu Ling's first attempt at "socializing" ended in failure, earning her the title of "Queen of Awkward Silences."
Just then, two figures appeared before her.
"Hey! Newcomer!"
Lu Xuan, like a little tiger guarding its food, stood with her hands on her hips, directly blocking Lu Ling's path, her beautiful big eyes filled with a hint of scrutiny.
"Where's my Brother Cheng? Are you trying to cling to my Brother Cheng too?"
"Target: Lu Xuan."
"Identity: Sister of mission target Lu Cheng."
"Behavior Pattern: Possesses strong territorial awareness and exclusivity."
"Judgment: One of the main obstacles in the approach process."
Based on this judgment, she chose the most logical course of action—ignoring her.
In her database, Lu Xuan's "threat level" was far lower than Lu Cheng's, and engaging in any form of dialogue with her was a "low-priority task" that would also introduce unnecessary variables.
"Xuan, don't be like that, she's a guest arranged by Brother Cheng…"
Xia Qinghe quickly pulled Lu Xuan aside, whispering her advice.
She looked at the incredibly beautiful Lu Ling before her, a strange sense of vigilance stirring in her heart.
But Lu Ling's "ignoring" completely enraged Lu Xuan, the little devil.
"You dare to ignore me?!"
Lu Xuan stomped her foot in anger; if Xia Qinghe hadn't held her back tightly, she probably would have rushed forward to pinch Lu Ling's face.
This scene was witnessed by all the surrounding students.
Although no one heard the conversation, their expressions instantly made it clear.
This beautiful exchange student, on her very first day, had offended the Lu Family's Eldest Miss!
Who would dare to get involved with her now?
Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?
Thus, for the time that followed…
Lu Ling was completely isolated… She wanted to rely on her excellent academic performance at school to gain an opportunity to continue approaching Lu Cheng.
However, reality was not like that at all… For the first time, she discovered that this world, made up of humans, contained too many problems that her "force" and "logic" could not solve.
She could dismantle a tank in an instant, yet she couldn't understand why those people looked at her with such rejection and distance.
The survival laws of a weapon crumbled bit by bit in the miniature society called "campus." Twilight, by the lake.
Lu Ling sat alone on a bench, looking at the lake surface dyed golden-red by the setting sun, experiencing "confusion" for the first time in a true sense.
She was trying to analyze the unsolvable problem of "complex human social behavior."
Just then, a cup of warm milk tea was gently placed in front of her.
She looked up.
Lu Cheng had appeared before her at some point.
He looked down at her, his face showing undisguised amusement.
"It seems our genius exchange student has run into a little trouble."
She discovered that Lu Cheng was the only person who had actively approached her since she arrived at this campus and had not shown any "rejection" towards her.
Although… this emotion was mocking enjoyment of a good show.
"Want to know why?"
Lu Cheng leaned down, close to her ear, his warm breath caressing her earlobe, with a hint of seduction.
"Because here, all the rules are set by me."
"Who they like, who they dislike, all depends on a single thought of mine."
His voice, like a command, instantly broke through all her logical barriers.
Lu Cheng straightened up, resuming his aloof posture, like he was admiring a fierce tiger trapped in a cage, at its wit's end.
"So, Lu Ling."
"You were wrong from the very beginning."
"It was never them you needed to please."
"It was me."
With that, Lu Cheng turned and left without the slightest hesitation, leaving the choice to this bewildered "weapon."
Lu Ling sat quietly in place.
Her brain, at this moment, was in an unprecedented state of chaos.
But at the end of the chaos, an incredibly clear, singular path emerged.
"Previous plan, judgment: Failed."
"Gaining his trust is the only way to complete the core directive." "Directive update…"
"Approach Lu Cheng, gain his trust, in exchange for maximum authorization for data collection, and use this to prepare for the next step of assassination…"
…The next morning.
A Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up below the girls' dormitory building.
Lu Cheng rolled down the car window and immediately saw the figure holding books, waiting quietly by the roadside.
A white dress, clean canvas shoes; she seemed no different from yesterday.
Lu Ling walked to the car window and stopped.
She looked at Lu Cheng inside the car, her eyes still clear and calm.
But this time, her words, for the first time, contained a request that data could not simulate… a plea.
She bowed her head slightly, her voice very soft, yet very clear.
"I… have nowhere to eat."
Lu Cheng looked at her "pitiful, helpless, but capable" appearance, and the smile on his face grew more satisfied.
Very good.
The weapon had finally learned… how to wag its tail at its master.
"Get in."