QTIMP -Chapter 205 Character Persona – Fool (Part 1)

A nauseating smell drifted through the air. Si Qiu tried her best to cover her mouth and nose, curling up tightly in a corner.

Only when she really couldn’t hold it in anymore did she quietly take out a piece of candy from her system space and put it into her mouth to ease the nausea.

She knew she had been sold. What would come next was obvious.

But because of the power of this world’s assigned “persona,” she couldn’t even think of any way to improve her situation.

She had been in this world for ten years. She was twenty-one this year.

Ten years ago, when she first arrived, her mother was driven out of the house after her father’s affair. The original owner of this body had a high fever and died, and she replaced her.

But she also inherited the original owner’s foolish, slow-witted personality. She watched her father holding his mistress, berating both her mother and her from head to toe, inside and out.

She was so lost that she didn’t even know how to argue back.

Her mother took her to a small clinic and used the last forty-something yuan she had to get her an injection. From then on, the two of them depended on each other for survival.

Her mother set up street stalls, carried bricks at construction sites, and later worked as a housekeeper. She met a few people with similar experiences, and together they started a housekeeping company. Little by little, it grew.

Her mother was capable—the company expanded steadily, and within just a few years it became well-known throughout Jiangcheng.

Si Qiu was well taken care of. Under normal circumstances, she would graduate from university in another year.

But just as she was about to start her summer break, she received a call from home—her mother had died in a car accident.

She rushed back by plane, but by the time she arrived, her mother’s body had already been cremated. The house, jewelry, and company had all been seized by her aunt and maternal aunt.

Si Qiu was about to call the police when she was knocked unconscious and eventually sold onto this ship.

“Qiuqiu, why do I smell something sweet on you?”

Hearing the question, Si Qiu quickly covered her mouth and stammered, “No… no, you must have smelled wrong.”

The girl beside her let out a disappointed “oh,” shifted slightly, and leaned against the wall of the ship, beginning to recall memories from her past life.

In her previous life, she had also been on this ship. In two days, they would be transferred onto another cruise ship. The people in this cargo hold included illegal stowaways, patients seeking illegal treatment in international waters, and victims of trafficking.

But what they didn’t know was that this ship was a true human trafficking vessel. Everyone here was priced and sorted according to “use.”

Some would be forced into labor, some sold into prostitution, and the rest would be disassembled directly on the cruise ship and sold off as organs to the rich and powerful.

Song Xiaxia glanced sideways at the girl curled up beside her.

In her previous life, this girl named Si Qiu hadn’t survived long after boarding the ship. But in this life, she was still alive and well.

She thought it must be because her rebirth created a butterfly effect, changing the other girl’s fate. In that sense, she had even saved Si Qiu’s life.

So perhaps… she could let Si Qiu take her place later? That would count as repaying the favor of saving her life.

But if she did that, she wouldn’t be able to get up to the deck—and without that, how could she escape? How could she make Elias notice her again?

No. She had to get Elias’s attention.

She had already been reborn for two months. In her previous life, Elias had kept her well—pampered, delicate, and comfortable. This life, however, had been hell for the past two months.

She couldn’t adapt to sharing a rented apartment with others, using a shared bathroom, eating pungent food, or squeezing into the subway like a can of sardines.

So in this life, when the incident of being trafficked happened, she went along naturally and boarded this ship.

She wanted to meet Elias again. She wouldn’t care anymore about his cold attitude toward her—she just wanted a better, wealthier life.

While she was lost in thought, the girl beside her, Si Qiu, curled herself into a ball.

She even took out something and stuffed it into her mouth.

Ever since entering this cargo hold, food and a bucket of water were thrown in every so often.

But Si Qiu couldn’t fight those people for it. After seeing someone beaten to death for snatching food, she didn’t even dare to move forward anymore.

So she usually stayed in the corner, secretly eating the items from her survival system.

But the girl next to her was a bit annoying.

She kept staring at her and saying strange things.

Saying that she was the one who saved her—but clearly it was her own survival space that saved her.

This survival space also kept up with current trends. Besides essential food supplies, it previously provided beauty and health-enhancing medicines, as well as necessary items like gold and silver jewelry.

After she was sold onto the ship, it even gave her swimwear, a life buoy, and diving equipment.

However, for some reason, her space only contained a few cold weapons—no firearms had ever appeared.

So survival protection doesn’t require weapons?

Originally, her space couldn’t even store all these things, but due to a possible system upgrade, these items were now issued as cards instead of physical objects.

She had quietly tried it before—once a card was broken, it would turn into the item drawn on it. This made storage much more convenient.

As for the girl beside her, Song Xiaxia—

She kept saying she must repay her.

Her mother had told her many times before: you must always guard against others. Often, those who seem the most harmless are the ones who lower your guard.

Just like her scumbag father—he used her mother’s dowry and labor to build his fortune, then immediately turned his back and denied everything.

So she didn’t like this girl.

As she ate, tears began to fall.

The mother who had loved her was gone, and now she was here, not knowing what fate awaited her next.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed, making the already tense cargo hold even more suffocating. Soon, the hatch was pulled open, and a beam of light shone in.

Two sleazy voices came from outside.

“Boss Hei, which ones do we take up?”

“Take the ones in the corner who were trafficked. The ones over here are already reserved by the boss—no injuries allowed, or it’ll affect the quality of the goods.”

“Alright.”

As soon as the words fell, the two men stomped into the cabin and walked straight toward the corner where Si Qiu and the others were.

Song Xiaxia clenched her fists tightly in nervousness, while Si Qiu—already curled into a ball—curled even tighter.

Then a bright flashlight beam swept over them like a searchlight, scanning every face and body.

Finally, Song Xiaxia was grabbed by the arm and pulled up by one of the men.

“This one. Looks like she’s got a decent figure.”

Then the light shone on Song Xiaxia’s face.

“Her face is pretty good too—she’ll do.”

Even Song Xiaxia, who had experienced this once before, was terrified beyond control. A scream instinctively burst from her lips, and the man coldly and fiercely threatened her.