Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

In the scene, Wen Fan's finger lingered under Gu Qin's nose for two seconds.

Then he stood up, turned around and left, his figure disappearing behind the broken walls of the abandoned factory without even turning his head back.

Upon seeing this, Wen Qing was stunned, and so were the comments section.

In the scene, only Gu Qin was left lying in the messy pile of grass, blood still seeping from his forehead, sticking his hair at his temples together in clumps.

After a brief silence, the comments section automatically began searching for explanations for Wen Fan's behavior.

He probably went to call an ambulance, since there was nothing at the scene, and you can't save someone with just your bare hands.

[Yes, yes, maybe there's no cell phone signal. It's normal for the signal to be bad in places like abandoned factories.]

Furthermore, Wen Fan doesn't know first aid, and if he moves the injured person around, it might worsen the injury. Finding a professional would be the most reasonable thing to do.

I also think it's impossible for him to just stand by and watch someone die; that's not Wen Fan's character.

He'll definitely come back; he's just doing the right thing by going to find help.

Wen Qing looked at the comments but didn't offer any opinion.

The system shut down due to low power, and the living room returned to silence.

Wen Qing's gaze was fixed on the tightly closed door.

"System," she suddenly spoke, "if I go over there and the comments section finds out, will I be restricted from moving again like last time?"

The system was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, the host's current like value is still lower than the malice value, and the direction of narrative pressure has not changed. Once the comments realize that the host has the intention to disrupt the plot, the restriction mechanism will be retried."

Wen Qing frowned: "Malice value?"

"Retrieving your full data panel."

A semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of her field of vision, with several more columns of data than the basic version she had seen before.

The number in the "like" column is 17 (including the 5 points spent), and there is a dark red value bar next to it - "malice value" 37.

The two are connected by a glaring greater than sign, and the malice value is a full 20 points higher than the liking value.

"Why didn't you tell me about the 'malice value' before?"

The warmth in her voice rose slightly.

"The reason why the host was not shown the complete data before was because the malicious value was high, and we were worried about causing excessive psychological stress to the host."

The system explained.

"However, the malice value has recently decreased from 52 points to 37 points, a drop of about 29 percent. Taking all factors into consideration, it is appropriate to disclose this data to the host now."

"There were fifty-two points initially?" Wen Qing tossed a cushion aside. "So back then, there were several times more people criticizing me than liking me?"

The system didn't respond to that sentence, which is considered a default assumption.

"Does the malicious value restrict my actions? Just like last time?"

"Action restrictions are a direct manifestation of malicious value suppressing liking value, but in addition, when malicious value accumulates too high, it can also lead to other uncontrollable consequences."

"What will be the consequences?"

"Unpredictable. The form of the malice value outbreak is random. This system cannot predict the specific manifestation in advance. It may be stronger restrictions on movement, or it may be direct intervention by the plot forces, or it may even affect the interpersonal relationships and physical environment around the host."

Wenqing was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Therefore, actions are only unrestricted if the 'like' value exceeds the 'malice' value."

"That's about right."

Warm fingers tapped twice on her knee.