Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 583 - 584 Sister Like Mother 1_1

Chapter 583: Chapter 584 Sister Like Mother 1_1

Reappearing in the empty hall, Zhang Yu knew she must have completed the mission.

Although she felt she had fulfilled the original host’s request, she was unsure about the fate of Shen Yuan and Gao Jian.

What she did know was that Shen Yuan’s days were certainly not going well, because if they were, someone would have definitely come to show off.

Whether it was Huo Lei or Shen Jie, including the couple Shen Xiaohui, they could all be considered celebrities to some extent.

But then again, anyone with a bit of sense would probably not come to brag in front of her.

She had a successful career, her man was accomplished, and as for her son, both his career and family life were great; how could Shen Yuan compare?

Zhang Yu believed that Shen Yuan would definitely be watching her from some corner of the world, wanting to know how her family was doing.

She didn’t have to wait long before the score given to her by the client appeared on the monitor: 95 points.

Well, she was truly satisfied with this score. As for why it wasn’t perfect, when she first started taking missions, she would wonder why it wasn’t a full score.

But the her of now was no longer obsessed with knowing why points were deducted, or where she had not done well.

Everyone has different views, different approaches to dealing with things; she thought what she did was for the best, but in the original host’s eyes, it might not have been the best solution.

What Zhang Yu wanted to know now was the outcome for Shen Yuan and Gao Jian.

Soon the System’s voice emerged: Shen Yuan had a son. The son was unaccomplished, just a big housemate without much success, but at least he wasn’t a big spender. He had a son who later became a major gambler.

A major gambler? Hearing this, Zhang Yu instantly understood that Shen Yuan’s later days were difficult.

With a gambler in the family, no matter how much money there was, it was never enough for the likes of Huo Huo.

The System’s voice continued: Before Shen Yuan died, her grandson had gambled away three properties and there was a huge investment that remained unpaid. Later, he was sold to Africa to work in the mines and soon after, he died.

System: Shen Yuan died in extreme poverty and cold. As for Gao Jian, without descendants, he went to Harbor City, mingled among wealthy women, bought a house when he had money, liked to invest, aiming for a quick fortune. Eventually, his investments failed, he lost all his properties in old age, and died homeless.

Knowing their outcomes, Zhang Yu took a deep breath, feeling relieved that they were not doing well; this was enough for her.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, "Begin the next mission."

"Remove emotional value."

Zhang Yu didn’t know whether this was a sudden development of the System or due to her accumulated Points.

In any case, upon entering the System this time, she saw such a prompt, which was definitely friendly to her, although it would cost a few points.

But to her, these points didn’t matter much. How others spent their points was beyond her knowledge.

After all, she had plenty of points. What use was it to just let them sit there when she could use them?

The System, habitually wanting to send Zhang Yu to the next mission, considered hard workers not in need of rest and not a waste of Points.

Despite the System’s lack of human warmth, at times it wondered how Zhang Yu managed to adjust her mental state so powerfully.

It had assumed that Zhang Yu would once again ignore its new project, but, unexpectedly, she actually used her Points.

Although the System did not believe it could have misheard, it still confirmed with Zhang Yu: Are you sure you want to use the option to remove emotional value?

Zhang Yu hummed an affirmation: It seems even the System can be uncertain at times.

If the System could roll its eyes, at that moment it would undoubtedly toss several at Zhang Yu without reservation.

System: Because you always proceed to the next mission after viewing the results, without needing rest or shopping at the mall.

This is all her fault? Zhang Yule laughed: "It’s not that I don’t want to go shopping, but look at the stuff in the mall, do they have anything I need?"

It’s all just eating, drinking, playing, things that definitely can’t be taken into the tasks.

Zhang Yu: "You yourself said that I always go to tasks swiftly without any lingering. If that’s the case, do I still need to bother with shopping at the mall?"

Alright, the System admits that model worker Zhang Yu doesn’t need these things.

After the System removed Zhang Yu’s emotional value, she suddenly felt a sense of relief, even though she was used to slowly adjusting her emotions during the next task.

But there were always some remnants left behind, and when those remnants build up, they can become unbearable.

Originally, after completing this task, Zhang Yu had considered taking a break before returning to accept more tasks.

But she hadn’t expected the System to introduce such a humanizing feature, so naturally, there was no need to rest, she could simply continue to complete tasks.

Although it cost her quite a few points, she only wanted to say that it was absolutely worth it, as the high price came with good reason.

Clearing the emotional value after each task felt like a waste, but it would be useful after two or three successful tasks.

Like reborn, Zhang Yu entered the new task, and before she could even react, someone beside her was wailing incessantly.

Complaining about their own uselessness, mourning the premature death of a man, leaving them as widows and orphans—how on earth were they to live such lives and other such complaints.

It made her head feel like it was about to explode, unable to properly receive the task at hand.

"Shut up, does crying solve anything?"

"If you have time for all these complaints, why not think about solving the problem."

Zhang Yu had no idea what was going on in their heads; she shouted loudly, and the person clutching her hand let go.

Seizing the moment, Zhang Yu quickly fled to the door, dodged a hand trying to grab her, then ran up the stairs to a certain floor, and rushed into a washroom.

She then began to receive the task. It was quickly assigned—to attend university and keep a distance from her bloodsucking family. As for her mother, she was to provide her with some living expenses once she turned fifty.

This made Zhang Yu breathe a sigh of relief. Although the task was simple, it involved dealing with so-called familial affection, the so-called "big sister as a mother" pressure, being driven like an old ox for the family’s sake, all the while being looked down upon by her younger siblings who only had associate degrees, despite her being the best performer in the family.

But just because she was a girl, and not good at speaking sweetly to please others, she had the lowest status in the family.

All the work was done by the original host; all the good food and drinks were for the parents and younger siblings. You could say she was a pitiable child.

Zhang Yu actually had no sympathy for this girl at all; she knew very well that whether it was the deceased Huang Zhiqiang, Zhao Mei, Huang Xin, or Huang Lina, they had all always looked down on her.

To sacrifice one’s own future for such people was truly foolish.

Whether or not the host body sensed that Zhang Yu didn’t have a high opinion of her, she could feel a sense of resentment brewing inside her.

"What’s there to resent? You had the opportunity to escape but chose to care for them instead."

"’Big sister as a mother,’ ’big sister as a mother,’ that’s only when the parents are both gone and you need to look after the youngest, but Zhao Mei is still alive and well. She has hands and feet, why can’t she earn money?"

"If you can cry so much, why don’t you find a job as a professional mourner, you could even make money."

Right, why hadn’t she thought of that? Wasn’t it Zhao Na who said she was ’big sister as a mother’?

Wasn’t it them who wanted her to take on the mantle of head of the family? Watch her take care of them.