Chapter 4 – Trapped in a Bandit’s Den
Jiang Pengji didn’t agree to the System just for herself.
Having witnessed the brutality of the battlefield, she had long since disregarded life and death.
To her, anyone who should have been dead but was still here chatting with the System was simply gaining profits with each word spoken.
She didn’t mind life and death, but watching those delicate beauties being humiliated… how could she, with the ability to help, bear to stand by? (/ω╲)
System: “Signing the streamer contract… officially searching for linkable worlds… confirming coordinates… live broadcast activated!”
The transparent panel from earlier crackled, and the loading icon spun several times before suddenly displaying a full-view live broadcast.
Through the screen, she saw her current body being hoisted up by a rugged big man, before being tossed onto the ground with a thud.
All the captured noble girls were confined in this moldy-smelling little room after climbing a mountain trail, and those delicate beauties had suffered greatly. Now, one by one, they hung their heads in silence, listening to the bandits outside laugh lecherously.
It was well-known that once these bandits finished their business, there would be no escaping a dirty fate for any of them.
Jiang Pengji quietly waited, second by second, until a line of white text with a question mark floated across the screen—finally, an audience member had arrived!
“System!”
She secretly bit her fair teeth, dared to throw her like that?
Heh, if they didn’t give her a taste of power, did they really think she, Jiang Pengji, was someone to be handled as they pleased?
The System was very trustworthy; once it gained a bit of popularity, it immediately helped Jiang Pengji acclimate to her new body.
As for the rest, it could only say it was powerless to assist.
To put it bluntly, the available popularity was too low, and there wasn’t much the System could do. If Jiang Pengji couldn’t save herself, the outcome would still be the same.
Of course, the System had great confidence in Jiang Pengji, not for any other reason, but due to that stat of【Fusion Military Power +30】.
Fusion Military Power was essentially the numerical representation of her combat ability in her previous life, melded into her current body, and this was one of the host’s advantages—starting from the front.
It discreetly glanced at Jiang Pengji’s fusion level, which stood at a pitiably low 0.3%.
—but wait, here’s a key point!
The final boost to her military power would still yield 30 points!
A mere 0.3% ratio could bring a 30-point power increase.
Take a look at the original owner of this body, Liu Lanting; his military power was just 5 points… truly a rank five fighter!
Thus, the System silently calculated, effectively estimating Jiang Pengji’s military power from her past life, so impressive it could hardly be looked at (/ω╲)
Adding her base military power to the fusion power, her final attributes only reached 35 points, roughly equivalent to an ordinary adult male of this era.
If one puts it like that, it might seem Jiang Pengji is in danger; with too many opponents, she might just have to kneel.
But in reality, Jiang Pengji had a high chance of winning.
A woman who could have such brutal power in her past life wouldn’t be incapable of a fight, right?
Hey folks, with rich combat experience and 35 points of military power against disordered adult men, wouldn’t that be an easy victory?
Although the first show was about being bloody and far from ladylike, well… a somewhat quirky style could attract viewers, right?
The System considered whether it should cultivate a uniquely styled Empress from this.
Its efficiency was quite high; Jiang Pengji soon felt a significant reduction in her body’s stiffness, even though her flexibility remained a concern… but this was someone else’s body, she couldn’t expect too much.
She moved slightly, and the outcome was promising, causing her to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
To minimize trouble, the bandits had tied all the noble girls’ hands behind their backs when throwing them off the carriage, including the unconscious and feverish Jiang Pengji.
She opened her eyes, sat up from the ground, furrowing her brows as she worked on her wrists.
The rabbit girl, noticing Jiang Pengji’s movement first, couldn’t hide her joy and tearful voice; her round, glistening eyes were on the verge of tears, “Lanting brother… sister… you, you finally woke up… that’s wonderful…”
Jiang Pengji turned to look at the voice, recalling through the plugin-loaded memory of Liu Lanting that this girl was someone she had a good relationship with.
“Yeah, I’m awake.” She smiled reassuringly at the girl; she never skimped on her expressions toward beauties.
However, a discordant voice interrupted the harmonious atmosphere.
Wei Jingxian sat in the corner, her hands bound behind her back, coldly snorting, her tone sharp yet also tinged with unspeakable frustration, “At a time like this, what’s the point of waking up? You waking up is just a burden…”
If only she had remained unconscious, perhaps those bandits would have found it distasteful and temporarily let her off… maybe she could wait for rescue.
Wei Jingxian stubbornly pressed her lips together, masking her true emotions.
But the next moment, when she met Jiang Pengji’s laughing gaze, her pretty face couldn’t help but flush red.
However, she quickly reacted, her face turning pale again.
With a huff, she simply turned away to face the wall, opting for out of sight, out of mind.
Jiang Pengji, observing Wei Jingxian’s reaction, felt somewhat amused.
Oh, so she’s a classic beauty with a bit of tsundere attribute, which completely struck Jiang Pengji’s萌点.
She had had no particular interests in life except this one thing she wouldn’t change no matter what—she was a颜控, and she only fancied beauties!
At that moment, another line of text with a cluster of question marks flew across the screen.
It was still the first audience member, seemingly not quite grasping the situation.
However, perhaps because there were too many lolis in the room, this audience member ended up staying.
The rabbit girl hesitated, glancing between Jiang Pengji and the sulking Wei Jingxian, caught in a dilemma.
At this time, Jiang Pengji tried to twist her wrist again; the rabbit girl, seeing her action, spoke dejectedly, “Lanting brother… even though you’re my sister, I’m still used to calling you that… those bad guys tied it very tightly, I can’t get out at all…”
Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes.
If she couldn’t even get out of such simple bindings, how could she possibly be seated in the head chair of the Seventh Legion?
Just the most basic escape training course was something even a young child could untie.
However, she didn’t immediately break free; instead, she chose to maintain the “original state,” saying, “Wan’er, don’t be afraid, your brother is here.”
Once she said that, laughter erupted in the room, seemingly mocking Jiang Pengji for being overly ambitious, and… still calling herself “brother”?
She didn’t take those malicious comments to heart at all.
As one of the lambs waiting to be slaughtered, her words before indeed drew laughter.
But the eleven-year-old Shangguan Wan, in her eyes, was just a little kid who had recently weaned, requiring careful comfort.
“But… I’m still scared… boohoo… I’m scared…”
Shangguan Wan was a little vain girl, the treasured youngest daughter of the Shangguan family.
Having been pampered since childhood, she had never experienced such humiliation.
For this outing and poetry gathering, she had specially styled her hair into cute twin buns, and now her hair was a mess, looking quite pitiful.
Jiang Pengji sat next to Shangguan Wan, smiling as she asked, “Then… brother will help you chase those bad guys away?”
