In this world, most men could not resist the allure of a beautiful lady.
Of course, these ladies would never offer themselves voluntarily, such as sending a friend request to their prey. The smart ones would sense something amiss and flee.
But if they allowed the prey to roam into an otherwise hidden enclosure, the prey would never be aware of his peril until it was too late.
Every step he took was one step closer to his grave…
Playboys plagued this world. They knew the magic words needed to put a smile on a lady’s face. They would pounce on the opportunity to say ‘yes’ to each other demands. Of course, PlayGirls existed too. These ladies may not have been born with pretty faces, but they could instantly transform into goddesses with some makeup and a key ingredient: sultry, seductive hip-swaying.
Some ladies were gifted with a mysterious charm; people could not stop themselves from talking to them. If they had the looks, men would start thinking with their nether regions, rather than their heads. If these pretty faces asked for the love of one night, how many men would say no to them?
Single guys would assume that the lady was dead serious. Men with partners would be divided into two groups. The good ones would refuse the invitation. The other group would fulfill her needs without hesitation, hoping for another chance in the future. It would be great if they could be regular friends with benefits.
Such was the nature of living creatures. Whether it was a man or a woman, they were vulnerable to temptations.
Lady Zhao was rich enough to buy more than a single type of character. This time, she easily hired the perfect slut. This lady was experienced in relationships, and lots of men were willing to die for her. She was an expert at snagging prey through online exchanges.
Unlike the angelic Lady Zhao, she had been born with an ordinary face. However, her makeup skills were otherworldly, a dab here, a trace there, she would look like a true Goddess.
Most of all, she attended an ordinary university in Jiangnan. She was experienced in relationships and smarter than ordinary girls, but she was humble enough to appreciate every man for what they did best.
Of course, Zhao Youyue was not going to contact her directly. If things got out of her, her involvement in this would get revealed. Nevertheless, her “Little Beauty” plan worked marvelously. With unlimited funds, catfishing would be bold, direct and effective.
Like mice with cheese on a mousetrap, men would easily be seduced, unless they were weirdos like Han Leng and Du Hang.
Catfishing was a slow, deliberate process. You will not see the results after a day or two. The prey must never be alerted to the danger.
She had not spent much time in “Perfect Acting,” so the cooldown duration was short. It was not exactly a sleeping victory, but she had cleverly used Zhang Guorong’s real-life fame to great effect, creating an iconic character with relative ease.
Zhao Youyue was still basking in the afterglow of her last success. That victory had just been ridiculous.
It was just another ordinary night when Zhao Youyue pushed open the “Two Dimensional Gate” again. She was having a bad feeling about this. After forging an iconic card, the “Two Dimensional Gate” would rob her of all her luck, forcing her to play along in a plain, dull world…
Her eyes flew wide open when she saw the title, “Fast Track: No Limits.” It was a famous comic that had yet to end!
The comic already had a moving picture adaptation of its own. Its GIF and memes have had limited success on the internet. Some of its lines were even trending at that moment.
In the manga, customized but otherwise consumer-level vehicles would speed down the hill, defying the laws of physics. It was oddly satisfying.
Zhao Youyue’s cousin had started to race after reading “Fast Track: No Limits.” He did not know how to modify a car, nor did he know how to drift on the road. Still, he dreamt of being an underground car racer. It was cool.
Because he wanted to be cool, he had almost immediately totaled his supercar that was worth billions. Age had mellowed him down, albeit just a little. Every once in a while, he would bet heavily on his favorite underground racer. It was for his old hobby’s sake, but he would not dare get in a car himself and race down the dangerous cliffs anymore.
Zhao Youyue read the summary of this latest story. Enough of it was spoken about on the internet. It had been adapted into other mediums. Once again, she had struck the jackpot!
She was the queen of luck!
Zhao Youyue totally forgot about Cao Chuanguang’s disgusting efforts. Her mind was already racing on methods that allowed her to forge an iconic female racer from “Initial D”…
Once she learns how to race and drift like a maniac, she could participate in real-life underground racing!
