Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

Chapter 763: Cannon Fodder in the Real World (Part 9)

Little Buding hummed a tune."It’s not that... I just feel that as your partner, I’ve suddenly realized there’s quite a gap between us."

"Ha... After being with me so long, you’re just now realizing my vast knowledge and talents? Isn’t it a bit late to feel inferior?"

"I... never mind, I’m too lazy to talk to you."

Little Buding felt awkward but sensed that speaking up would only invite ridicule.

The Jiang Lai he usually saw was from the small world; she had the original host’s memories, and thus inherited many of her talents and skills.

So, it was natural for Little Buding to think that Jiang Lai’s excellence was partly due to having a cheat.

But in this world, it’s almost no different from reality.

Jiang Lai had no tricks, only her own memories, yet she remained outstanding and dazzling, making others feel dwarfed by her presence.

A person like her was born to be a star in the sky.

Little Buding felt that the gap between himself, a regular person who studied hard, and her was too great.

"Seeing the real me, you find it hard to adapt?"

"Yeah, but maybe this isn’t the real you either. Who knows? I thought you returned to your own world, with a healthy body back on track. Turns out, I’m still following along."

Little Buding couldn’t help but sound a bit weary.

"Damn it, where’s the end."

He was frustrated himself; he was told that once he had enough points, Jiang Lai could leave, and he could gain some freedom.

And now?

He was still stuck; Jiang Lai seemed trapped as well.

This real world was anything but wonderful.

Everyone was full of schemes, everyone was sanctimonious, Little Buding felt suffocated watching it directly, and Jiang Lai had been living this life for decades.

Among these wolves and tigers, it’s no wonder she was invincible in the mission worlds.

So, all these abilities were honed from a young age.

"Why are you in such a hurry to return to this world? I feel there’s nothing worth clinging to here. It’s not like you’re short of money, so what are you holding on to?"

Jiang Lai thought for a moment.

"This is reality, this is my life, this is my existence. After mastering others’, eventually, I have to deal with my own mess.

Everything here was left by grandfather.

He wasn’t particularly good to me, but neither was he too bad.

Since it’s mine, I should get it back before I die.

Whether to destroy it or give it away, I have to personally handle this mess."

Little Buding thought for a moment, then chuckled.

"True, it fits your character. If I were you, I’d climb back up to seek revenge, even in death."

Little Buding had no more questions to ask.

He needed to help Jiang Lai achieve her goals.

No matter what she planned to do, his task was to quietly support and assist her.

——

Jiang Lai had been awake for some time. Initially, she stayed at home, rarely going out, and even when she did, bodyguards tagged along.

Of course, these people weren’t protecting her; they were following her.

During this time, her three brothers rarely showed up.

After confirming Jiang Lai’s good health, they didn’t bother with pretenses any longer.

Compared to Jiang Lai, they favored Jiang Huan more, bringing her along to every big event and introducing her to outsiders as the Jiang Family’s Miss.

The public’s perception of the Jiang Family’s Miss was Jiang Lai.

Because Jiang Xunshan only had one daughter, the future heir of the Jiang Family, who didn’t know the status and identity of Miss Jiang?

Little Buding heard about this from Jiang Lai.

"Those people are wicked. I saw the photos the media released; your sister Jiang Huan is starting to look more like you."

Jiang Lai remained expressionless, continuing to type rapidly, using the permissions Little Buding had granted her.

"Hey, don’t ignore me, I’ve given you the highest authorization. If discovered, this is head-rolling treason. Be careful!"

Though saying head-rolling might be an exaggeration.

But it would definitely be a major taboo.

Access was Little Buding’s last card; he had used them to help Jiang Lai gather network information and alter digital traces.

Perhaps doing this frequently had emboldened him over time.

As he grew more familiar with Jiang Lai, realizing that relying solely on her dictating her thoughts bit by bit could harm her career progression, Little Buding wrestled with himself all night and finally transferred the control to Jiang Lai the next day.

The permissions were controlled by his consciousness.

Meaning, Jiang Lai was currently controlling his thoughts.

Initially, Little Buding was a bit panicked.

But he knew Jiang Lai, inherently proud, would never be interested in such permissions.

Now it was good; he was entirely relieved.

The only thing of use was handed over to Jiang Lai, and the only thing left for him was to pass the time by browsing online entertainment gossip.

To see gossip about such a super-rich family as the Jiang Family, with Jiang Lai appearing as if those stories had nothing to do with her, without a hint of concern.

"Someone wants to replace you, yet you’re not worried at all."

Even Little Buding was secretly worried.

After all, this was Jiang Lai’s real world, filled with tangible money and power.

As Jiang Lai’s best friend, soul partner, Little Buding naturally saw these as his as well.

Just thinking of that wealth being eyed by wild dogs kept him awake at night and unable to eat.

"Hey, who are you messaging? What language is that?"

Things were getting more and more absurd.

At this point, even if Jiang Lai claimed she was an Arab sheikh, Little Buding wouldn’t hesitate to believe.

"No matter how much she resembles me, her household registration will never be recorded in the Jiang Family’s registry.

Because the master of the Jiang Family is me.

Even Jiang Xunshan ranks behind me."

This was the confidence grandfather had left her.

Though the old man left her with a mess, he also gave her the most important thing.

After typing the last word.

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Alright, take back the control now."

Little Buding reclaimed it, using the translation function to immediately understand what Jiang Lai had sent.

"Holy shit..."

Little Buding covered his mouth, eyes wide with shock.

As if a man from ancient times seeing a plane for the first time, he was stunned for a thousand years.

"Jiang Lai, are you for real, you... you’re incredible!!"

The transportation commercial monopoly of the East Coast of Siberia.

Little Buding couldn’t quite grasp the full meaning of those words combined.

But with his decades of high-level education, he could directly feel how impressive the weight of a commercial monopoly was.

The fact that a certain president granted her rights repeatedly shattered Little Buding’s understanding.

"Jiang Lai, how did you manage this right under your brothers’ noses?"

It had to be impressive.

It absolutely had to be impressive.

Without mentioning anything else, communicating with a president via email, is there anything more incredible than that?