Goddess Development Plan

After finishing the video and checking to make sure nothing was missing, she opened her M Station backend and clicked to upload the video. Then she stretched her arms—it wasn't comfortable sitting in the same position for too long.

Chu Lian rubbed her slightly sore eyes. She'd gotten too caught up in the work again and completely lost track of time. Hopefully, it wasn't too late—or else she'd be dead tired tomorrow.

Seeing that the video had started uploading, Chu Lian glanced at the bottom-right corner of the desktop. The time showed 19:27 in the evening. Turning to the window, she could faintly see the colorful lights glowing in the night.

When she turned to look at her bedside, she saw a bowl of still-steaming ginseng soup and a plate filled with various dishes. It was clear her mom had come in to call her for dinner, but upon seeing her busy, chose not to disturb her. Instead, she had brought in a portion of the evening meal.

This had happened many times before. At first, her mom would worry and sit by her side, wondering if she was sick. But later, after it became more frequent, her mom understood that once Chu Lian got into her serious mode, it meant something important was underway—and she'd forget less important things. So she stopped disturbing her and simply supported her quietly.

Perhaps it was that kind of warmth over time that made Chu Lian, who had once felt completely out of place in this world, begin to open up—and eventually led to her heartfelt talk at the hospital.

Thinking of those memories, a warm smile curved on her lips. No matter how much she changed, she had taken over Chu Lian's identity and begun living in this world. Now she had a home, caring parents, and three siblings who, though rarely seen, were all extremely kind to her.

She opened the Games section on M Station and searched around. To her surprise, she found a few UPs she used to love. Scanning through their pages, she saw that although the games had changed significantly, they were still among the most popular creators. Their style hadn't changed much either, it seemed.

"Looks like there really are familiar people in this world. Historical figures and celebrities are too far removed—but these folks feel close. That's nice," she smiled, a little nostalgic, a little relieved.

She randomly clicked on one video in the Games section, then got up to bring the food over. After sipping the ginseng soup, she picked up a pair of chopsticks and gently grabbed a few thin slices of beef, pairing it with a bite of rice as she began to chew slowly.

As she ate, she didn't forget to keep watching the video she had just opened. It turned out to be a highlight reel from a competitive game.

"League of Legends, huh? So this world also has Dota-style games. I wonder what the heroes are like," she mused, watching the video closely, analyzing every detail.

"So the gameplay is similar, but most of the content is different. As expected, no matter how similar this world feels, it's still a different one," she murmured, shaking her head with a bittersweet smile, a little wistful, a little sensitive.

She had warned herself many times: this was another world now. But the uncanny familiarity—the people, the things that felt both known and foreign—kept blurring the line between the two worlds in her mind. Sometimes, it felt like they were the same. But that was just her dazed illusion. The truth in everything around her screamed otherwise.

A never-heard-of Otherside; a completely different world history; the absence or alteration of literary and film classics; countries that felt familiar but housed unfamiliar stories; the appearance of mysterious powers; the system's attachment; and the warm life she now led in this young body—all proved this world was undeniably real.

Thinking of all that, Chu Lian completely lost her appetite. She stopped watching the video and quickly finished the rest of her meal before downing the soup to warm herself up.

"Mom's cooking could qualify her as a master chef…" Chu Lian muttered to herself—only to hear a voice behind her: "Really? It's been so long since Little Lian'er praised Mom's cooking. Mommy's so happy…"

Before Chu Lian could react, her mom had already hugged her from behind. Her ample chest rubbed against Chu Lian's back while her soft cheek nuzzled her face. Her expression was filled with joy.

"Mom! Don't hug me without asking first—you nearly scared me just now!" Chu Lian was startled at first, but when she realized it was her mom and felt the affectionate gesture, she puffed her cheeks slightly in protest.

"Yes, yes, Mommy will listen to everything Little Lian'er says. So how about this—if you promise me one thing, Mommy won't hug you without your permission ever again, okay?" Her mom turned her around and planted a kiss on her forehead, speaking gently.

"Alright, I'll try to eat on time from now on and not work so hard that I forget to eat. You don't need to worry, okay?" Chu Lian knew what her mom wanted to say, so she beat her to it.

"You know, the things that happened a few days ago… it's about time to settle that. You know how hard I've worked. I won't let people trample on my efforts, and I especially won't tolerate the despicable methods those behind them are using just to serve their own goals. Since they chose to act this way, I'll make sure they understand—sometimes, messing with the wrong person only ends up making them look like fools…"

Her mom had always supported her and understood that although her daughter looked delicate on the outside, she was no pushover. If anyone tried to bully her, she would fight back. That wasn't pettiness—it was self-protection.

And on this point, her parents and siblings were all fully supportive. They weren't the type to preach "endure a moment for peace." They could endure if it made sense, but they would never let their daughter or sister be wronged without retaliation.

The old Chu Lian, before being possessed, was too kind and gentle to manage that. But now, with the system and her past-life memories, Chu Lian had no problem pushing back. Her parents were both relieved and emotional—after all she'd been through, their daughter had finally grown up.

So, her mom didn't react negatively to Chu Lian's determined tone. She just kissed her cheek lightly, then pressed her forehead to hers and whispered warmly, "No matter who tries to hurt you, Mommy won't let them off."

"If it weren't for you insisting on returning this 'favor' yourself, Starlight Media would've been torn apart by now. Just one word from you, and I could turn them into scorned trash within a month."

Her mom said this in a calm tone, as if Starlight Media—one of Huaxia's biggest entertainment companies—wasn't worth taking seriously. Chu Lian understood why. She rubbed her mother's hand and gently replied, "Mom, that's not necessary. I can handle them."

"You taught me that we can endure injustice, but we must never suffer indignity—and we must never let others walk all over us and swallow our anger. I remember those words, and I'll follow them. Even if the path ahead is tough…"

"Silly girl, as long as Mommy's here, no path is too tough. As long as you're happy. But if you ever need me—promise me you'll tell me, okay?" Her mom smiled, understanding Chu Lian's meaning. She said no more, packed up the dishes, and left the room.

"Some things are better resolved simply—there's no need to complicate them. Besides, Starlight Media doesn't even qualify as my opponent…" Indeed, Starlight Media had too much filth behind the scenes and plenty of misconduct already exposed in the media. The only reason it hadn't collapsed yet was due to its powerful backers. But Chu Lian had her own tools to deal with them.

Right now, they still had value to squeeze out—so she hadn't taken them down immediately. But someday, when they could no longer bring her any benefit, they would vanish from history.

With her capabilities—or those of certain others—if they truly wanted to act, and didn't care about the means, it wouldn't take long at all.

Though the video hadn't finished uploading, Chu Lian didn't just sit around waiting. Calmly, she opened a Word document and began typing out the comment she planned to post:

"Pa pa pa, pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa pa pa. Tell me, do your faces still hurt?"