This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable - Chapter 20 - Cooperation

[Have you become more learned today?][Accounting for the capacity of your brain, your study efficiency has been increased to 28 times that of normal.][The remaining amount of energy you have for studying today, 26 hours.][You will enter an exhausted state when your energy is depleted and be unable to obtain new information.][Please relax by using the functions within the system and restore your energy as soon as possible.]With limited energy and the onset of fatigue, the Study Monster had no time to think too much--papers to come!Had the heavens not grant me this system, the unending sea of knowledge would seem like a long night.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.

I became the childhood friend of the protagonist in a novel. The childhood friend who died from taking drugs.

After an accidental death, in order to continue to live, Gu Bai had to choose to go through various wonderful books to complete tasks.

Every time he became a variety of small cannon fodder inside the story, Gu Bai’s code of conduct when completing task is – by all means, don’t be inferior, don’t be shameless, don’t be upright… hold on to a golden thigh.

… N times after transmigrating

Cannon fodder: (angry contempt) … You’re already so powerful, why are you still shamelessly holding on to a golden thigh to deal with us!?

Gu Bai: (deadpan) That… holding and holding… got used to it…