Two days later, the female thug called the female lead to fetch water again, and the female lead refused.
The female thug changed her face, "If you don't work, don't eat!"
We nervously watched inside the female lead's body. The female lead hesitated for a moment but firmly said, "If it's not my job, I won't do it."
The female thug angrily walked away, and sure enough, she didn't give the female lead food.
The female lead was starving, but she didn't give in.
She went up to the back mountain, found a few wild vegetables, stuffed them into her stomach, and climbed into bed. "As long as I fall asleep, I won't be hungry anymore."
I felt a pang of sympathy for her.
Once she fell asleep, I turned to the digestive system students and said, "Don't digest everything. Let the female lead feel a bit full."
"Got it," the digestive system students replied.
That night, we 30 crawled down the dark hallway, snuck into the kitchen to steal some food, filled our stomachs, then crawled into the old female thug's room, and started kicking and hitting wildly.
"What are you doing?" The old female thug screamed in fear.
We continued to act crazy and stupid, smashing her room to pieces.
The slum dwellers were alarmed, and we rushed out, running around in front of them on all fours, eyes rolling wildly, and tongues sticking out.
If anyone scolded us, we rushed up and had Luminia bite them.
The female thugs were terrified.
After they locked the female lead in a room, Luminia started cursing, "If you don't let me go, you'll be cursed by vengeful spirits!"
"Hah. Where are these vengeful spirits from?" The old female thug didn't believe in such things.
Once she fell asleep, the hair student secretly snuck into her room, curled up, and slithered into her nostrils, blocking her breathing, making her suffer unbearably.
The hair student gathered all her hair together, and it appeared as if a long-haired head was floating in front of the window, scaring the female thugs to death.
After doing this twice, the female thugs no longer dared to provoke the female lead.
When the female lead woke up, she walked up to the old female thug and mustered up the courage to say, "Madam, I have gone mad, and you better not... not provoke me."
The old female thug stared at her in fear and quickly ordered the servants to bring her food.
After saying that, the female lead nervously ran to the back mountain, shouting toward the ravine, "I succeeded in resisting."
She smiled so happily.
We were also thrilled that she could fight for her rights.
The female lead wandered the back mountain, and suddenly she heard the sound of meowing.
Pushing aside the grass, she found a thin little orange cat lying there.
"Here it is, the second to last plot, the death of the orange cat," I reminded everyone.
Mr. Shelton was particularly excited, "Great!"
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The female lead's life in the slums improved, and we 30 worked more seamlessly together, even Ignatius, who no longer cried when he moved his intestines.
He had gradually gotten used to being a butt.
The female lead carefully took care of the little orange cat as the days passed. One day, the first love came to the slums to watch the result.
She had intended to see the female lead's miserable life, but upon seeing the female lead holding the cat, with a rosy complexion and a relaxed demeanor, she was furious.
While the female lead wasn't paying attention, the first love ordered her servants to capture the female lead's orange cat and bring it to her. "You bit off my ear, shouldn't you pay a price?"
She had someone break the kitten's neck in front of the female lead.
"No!" The female lead cried in heartbreak.
We were both angry and happy—angry that the kitten was killed, but happy because the plot was moving forward.
The first love saw the female lead in immense pain, smiling as she touched her mutilated ear, twisting her face into a sneer. "You've been living so well in the slums, it makes me feel bad. How about you come back to the manor?"
The next day, a car arrived at the slums and forcibly took the female lead back to the manor.
"The final plot is about to begin," I said, "It was supposed to take another six months for her to return to the manor, but it happened early."
"We're going to finish the plot!" Everyone cheered, "Time to go home!"
Sure enough, just a few days after returning to the manor, the first love suddenly poisoned herself. Everyone accused the female lead of poisoning her, and no matter how much the female lead defended herself, no one believed her.
The doctor, appointed by the first love, told the male lead, "To cure the mistress's poison, we need the heart of a female relative."
"A relative?" The male lead walked over to the female lead, his face cold, "Did you hear that?"
The female lead looked up, "Rafferty, taking the heart means I will die."
The male lead sneered, "You poisoned her and caused her harm. One life for another—what's wrong with that?"
The female lead remained silent for a moment, then stood up and puffed out her chest, "I didn't poison her. I won't do as you wish."
The male lead didn't speak. The others silently watched, not surprised that the female lead would refuse.
However, we 30 were shocked.
Because in the original novel, the female lead easily accepted the male lead's suggestions, her heart dead inside. She tearfully cut open her chest, took out her heart, and slowly died in pain.
After the female lead died, the male lead suddenly did a 180-degree turn, starting to miss her. When he discovered the truth and realized he had wronged her, his hair turned white overnight. He regretted it for the rest of his life, and the plot ended.
We 30 were all waiting for this ending, but now the tragic female lead suddenly refused to die.
This was a huge problem.
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"We've come this far, the female lead must die."
"No, she doesn't want to take the heart. She wants to live. What's wrong with that?"
"Then wait until she falls asleep, and we'll have someone take the heart."
"Isn't that cold-blooded?"
"What do you mean cold-blooded? If she doesn't die, how will we finish the plot? How will we return to the real world?"
"How do you know that if she dies, we will definitely return to the real world?"
For the first time since we transmigrated, we 30 were deeply divided.
And it was a huge disagreement about life and death.
"Everyone, quiet," Ignatius suddenly spoke, "Let me say a few words."
The class stopped debating and listened quietly to him.
"Murder is wrong," Ignatius said. "We can't just kill someone because we're in the majority and feel no psychological burden. Also, we can't guarantee that killing the female lead will let us return to the real world, so I oppose killing. You'll encounter many situations in society where crossing moral lines might gain benefits, where you can trample the law to get away with it. I hope you don't become those kinds of people."
"That sounds nice, but aren't you doing bad things too?" Desoniel shot back, "You encourage people to snitch, and call parents over at the slightest hint. Have you thought about how we feel?"
"You're all still in school. The most important thing is your studies," Mr. Shelton said. "I know you don't like me controlling you, but I can only do it for a few years. Do you know how important these years are? I know some of you hate me, but everything I do is for your own good."
"Enough! You wronged Aida and forced her to transfer. That was too much!" The classmates condemned him.
Ignatius suddenly spoke up, "Do you all hate Mr. Shelton because of Aida? Aida is Mr. Shelton's daughter."
"Ah?"
We were shocked.
"And Aida did indeed have a wrong relationship, and her partner... was me," Ignatius said.
"Ah?"
Everyone was shocked again.
"But Aida and Mr. Shelton don't share the same last name."
Mr. Shelton coughed, "I divorced her mother a long time ago, and she took her mother's last name. She now has a father. I couldn't let our relationship bring her trouble. Aida transferred not only because of the relationship. She went to a better school. Ignatius wanted to date Aida, so he became my right-hand man."
Everyone was speechless.
It turned out that Aida wasn't forced to transfer.
It turned out that Ignatius was working so hard to please his future father-in-law?
"The reason I opposed your wrong relationships is because I had one in the past that caused me to fail the top university's exam and go to a regular school. Most wrong relationships end in failure, and for the next several decades, I deeply regretted it. A love without money or status always dies, and classmates, you should focus on studying and securing your future first."
Everyone was deeply moved by his words.
Luminia said, "So Mr. Shelton has really been trying so hard for us, but Mr. Shelton, you're such an old-fashioned guy. Your era was different from ours. We know what we're doing. Whether we fall in love or not doesn't affect our lives."
"You really know what you're doing?" Ignatius said. "Just now, you planned to kill someone to go back!"
"I didn't!" Many people immediately protested.
The others fell silent.
