Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Chapter 756 756: Why fear the fragile?

[Emm, I can't bear to interrupt your supreme moment, but I must remind you that sometimes overthinking creates unseen pressure and burdens your shoulders when it's unnecessary.]

Ling Qingyu propped up her posture and responded in her mind. She was glad to receive Miss System's reaction, but why did the tone seem so…

'Isn't the reason you brought me here to fight against the impossible?'

[You think too much.]

Miss System sounded short of breath—strange for a multiversal existence to suffer a chest myocardial infarction.

Beside Ling Qingyu, Athena and Elena noticed their mother's silence and unfocused eyes. They knew she was talking with that existence again, quite possibly about what they had discussed just now. Athena snorted and avoided Elena's blaming eyes while assessing whether she had gone overboard in her analysis.

However, she couldn't fathom why Ling Qingyu couldn't extricate herself from the whirlpool of contemplation. Her computation ran hot as she figured out the possibilities and realized the methodologies she had suggested must have sprouted a slight fear in her mother.

The hidden hand.

It wasn't just her mother; most conspiracies revolved around such an idea. Some even attributed the hidden ruling class to serving ancient aliens who would return soon in the near future, generation after generation.

Inside Ling Qingyu's mind, Miss System argued fiercely with her comedic host—sometimes pragmatic, while at other times becoming cowardly to an unimaginable degree.

In fact, Miss System understood Ling Qingyu's personality well. The slightest uncertainty and risk always dissuaded the latter from acting unless pushed into a corner or accompanied by dear loved ones and their assurance to walk the road together.

So right now, if Ling Qingyu had confessed her worries and insights to Tang Ziyi, Xiao Yue, or others, she wouldn't have given birth to doubt and a 'holy' aspiration—an eyesore in Miss System's mind, though.

[I'm not so free as to pick a helpless soul from another universe to fix this one. Why can't I just pick a native bright reformist here?]

'Because my mind works wonders and solves everything beautifully,' Ling Qingyu answered.

Silence agonized for dozens of seconds. Miss System was probably rendered speechless by her reply. Ling Qingyu coughed and corrected her spontaneous output. 'Isn't it right, my invincible Miss System? To be able to choose a talent among countless living beings, you—'

[Just shut up, you neurotic narcissist. Don't talk.]

Miss System cut her off. The more she listened, the more she worried that some unrelated universes might restart from a weird mood swing. Though living creatures might not even notice the slightest change, variables would appear, and she'd have to deal with all the messes.

Ling Qingyu zipped her mouth and felt her invisible burden shrug off her shoulders, feeling gratitude for Miss System's psychological counseling.

Although the latter was scolding her, she was genuinely elated, but the rapport mustn't be lost.

[Forget it. There's one thing you must remember. Live your life and find your path. I have never instilled or forced my ideas upon you, directly or indirectly. True strong ones seek their own. You shall follow the same. Either sink into debauchery, lie down and let the world revolve on its own, or do something meaningful to fill your heart. It doesn't matter.]

This was the longest speech Ling Qingyu had heard from Sister System. She truly desired to meet her face to face.

Maybe such an existence didn't require in-person conversation at all. However, Ling Qingyu was relieved to hear Miss System wasn't involved at all, though she still held apprehension over the hidden chairs.

'But what about those hidden thrones?'

[Do you really believe they exist?]

'Isn't it?' Ling Qingyu wanted confirmation—a simple yes or no answer.

Nonetheless, Miss System never intended to satisfy her. [Does it even matter whether they exist or control the world secretly?]

'It matters to me,' Ling Qingyu stated solemnly. She was serious about hearing clear affirmation from Miss System. Otherwise, she couldn't sleep easily.

Even if Miss System provided comfort, she still hoped to extract as much information as possible, and the former was clearly aware of Ling Qingyu's goal.

[Are you scared?]

'Of course I am. Why not? They and their families might have ruled the world for centuries,' Ling Qingyu admitted, and there was no shame in it.

Not to mention, Miss System could instantly discern lies and peek at her thoughts. Why bother hiding?

[Scared? How funny. Tell me, can they withstand a single punch from you?]

'Emm, I guess no,' Ling Qingyu stuttered, unsure if her punch carried so much force. She had yet to tally her stats and forgot that even in the earliest training she had kicked a certain robber to death with just one move.

Now she had upgraded several times and controlled her force to an unimaginable degree so as not to hurt the innocent through impulsive reactions.

Knocking one person to death wasn't a far-fetched idea. Ling Qingyu choked at the thought that she and her girls were somehow becoming like supermen. Of course, Captain figurines were the closest comparison, but even then she speculated their group still paled in tonnage of force generated.

Regardless, Miss System continued her questions in mockery and rapid succession.

[Are they bulletproof, explosion-proof, and immortal?]

'No, of course not,' Ling Qingyu answered weakly.

[Then why are you apprehensive about their existence—should they exist—when you hold the power to flip the table at any time?]

Ling Qingyu gulped and signaled Athena and Elena to leave her alone, though the latter two heard none of the conversation inside her head.

However, seeing their presence as a 'mother' psychological prompt induced guilt. Even if she knew they were able to watch her secrets, out of sight, out of mind.

'But they own the entire system working for them. I can't resist in front of several states' machines.'

[Tsk… never have I thought someone could be so stupid. What about decapitation? They need people to work for them, not the system. Once they're in the light, Athena can track their whereabouts, and Elena can fire a shot to obliterate them and collapse whatever secret organization they have. No need to fuss.]

Ling Qingyu quieted down and let out a surprised "ah." 'So, you admit they exist.'

Miss System: So that was your focus all along?

[In any case, you have all the tools to utilize in your favor and don't need to think too much. Live and let live. Stop becoming a conspiracy theorist.]

'Emm, were they not correct in their conjectures all along? The files exposed decades ago admitted every evil,' Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes at Miss System. 'Some reached an extent worse than what our morals can bear.'

It was like some deity telling others not to believe in theology and superstition, but to firmly adhere to scientific principles.

Honestly, though, Athena found very few clues in the files until a portion of them was released, allowing her to finally track the main database with a virus. That was how secure and secretive the blatant evil circles thrived.

Fortunately, perhaps, Athena's past work dismantling trafficking gangs and elite criminal rings provided the necessary courage for whistleblowers to appear—those who hadn't completely sold their conscience.

Once there was a leak, there was no stopping it. Anyway, that was the reason that convinced Ling Qingyu not to doubt even slightly when this idea suddenly appeared.

Even Sister System didn't outright refute her speculation.

Miss System: But I didn't confirm it either!

[Do you want a full experience of a certain profession? I can give it to you for free right now.]

'Nope, no thank you. I'm satisfied with my life,' Ling Qingyu said, afraid that being a second too slow would drag her into another eternal dungeon.

[Then be confident and act as you've always aspired to. Don't let other factors restrain you. Where's your motto of crushing anyone who stands against you?]

'Hey, hey, wasn't I just trying to prepare everything for the worst? A war must be won before it's fought. I can't bear to bring innocent bystanders into my fight—that's against my motto,' Ling Qingyu giggled and excused herself. 'Who knows if the secret society was established by aliens acting as gods 6,000 years ago, enslaving others to function?'

[Excuse me, where did you get such an idea?]

Miss System was genuinely curious about how Ling Qingyu's brain functioned. Hadn't she already confirmed that there was no extraterrestrial threat around this galaxy at the moment?

'Isn't that how the Sumerian scriptures were written, and how those conspiracies spread?'

[Have you forgotten that you're not in the same world?] Miss System sounded hopeless.

'Ahem, although the continent looks weird and different, the fundamentals shouldn't change too much.'

[There you go. At least you and the girls around you are the Astartes meant to subdue demons and aliens. Why fear fragile, weak elites? Just shout for the emperor and Long live humanity.]

Ling Qingyu's eyelids twitched at her golden finger's chuunibyou moment.

Jokes aside, the conversation worked wonders, because Ling Qingyu regained her courage and confidence—Miss System had pointed out the obvious. Why had her footsteps suddenly turned hesitant when she sensed the hidden chairs?

The superpower Country A's machine didn't frighten her. An all-out conflict meant mutual destruction that no one desired. Even those chairs were destined to be stepped beneath her boots.