My older sister is a villainous rich girl

"So, are you like a cheat system? Responsible for issuing tasks and giving rewards, and so on?" Wayne asked.

"Well, just take it that way." The white dog lay down and licked its leg.

"Then why not ask Chris?" Wayne said. "Magical girls are more likely to be chosen, right? Besides, she has the protagonist's aura."

The white dog's tone turned serious: "Precisely because she is the protagonist, we cannot let her know these things. Otherwise, the story will fall apart right now."

"So it hasn't collapsed yet!" Wayne exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course not! Chris is still following the main storyline. As long as this pace continues, the story will be completed smoothly."

"Hmm... So, your identity also can't be exposed to Chris, is that right?" Wayne keenly caught its little tail.

"...Woof! Woof woof woof woof—"

Enraged, it began to speak incoherently and lunged at him, baring its teeth.

"Heh, if you dare bite me, I'll expose your identity tomorrow. At worst, we'll both self-destruct. Anyway, I've made a fortune in this life, so I have nothing to lose."

Wayne was emboldened.

Chapter 39 Superhero Poppy

In his confrontation with the white dog, Wayne has completely gained the upper hand.

"Well then, let's show off the cheats you can offer." He excitedly listed the types he was interested in, "like extra lives, time reversal, summoning creatures from another world..."

“There’s no such thing,” the white dog said.

"It's just that you become a magical girl, which allows you to use magic from a higher level."

Wayne let out a long "oh," then said speechlessly, "What use are you to me, so useless!"

“You need to understand one thing: you don’t have a choice,” Xiaobai said. “In a few years, you’ll find that no matter what you do, you can’t get the world line back on track. Disasters will increase, and more and more people in the world will be harmed as a result.”

"And I am the only one who can save you all before the collapse comes!"

The puppy raised its two front legs and crossed them, making a very peculiar move for a dog, with a proud look on its face.

"Oh, I see. I'm truly sorry for my rudeness," he said dismissively.

"So, your first task is to arrange a place just for me!" it said. "I think that empty storage room downstairs would be nice."

"You're dreaming. At most, we'll build you a doghouse in the yard."

The room downstairs was the study he had his eye on. You know, boys always have some little secrets, and he couldn't always use Chris's room, right?

Although Chris seemed very carefree, Wayne couldn't help but feel guilty for having read her secret diary.

"A patch of lawn was burned down, so the doghouse can be built on that empty space. Perfect."

He thought the idea was excellent.

Xiaobai's protest was completely ineffective, and Wayne went to Ashville the next day to submit his own proposal.

“Hmm, it does need a doghouse…” The lady of the duke’s mansion thought for a moment and ordered a super luxurious wooden house to be made for it.

To Wayne's surprise, the design was actually double-layered, with carpeting, so that people could comfortably stay inside.

"Not bad, not bad. I'll arrange for you to live with a female pet from now on." Wayne squatted on the ground and kept poking Little White's face.

Xiao Bai glared at him angrily.

However, considering that the doghouse was of decent quality, it eventually accepted it, completely forgetting that it had just been acting as if it would rather die than live outside.

Meanwhile, Pokran, having succumbed to Chris's financial offensive, has begun arranging for his troupe to practice the songs of Hero Dog.

"So, that initial submission about gathering everyone's opinions was just a cover-up for your own selfish motives, wasn't it!" Wayne couldn't help but complain.

Because Xiaobai also has to participate in the performance, Wayne takes Xiaobai to the theater troupe for a period of time every day.

He racked his brains for a long time to think of what he could write to get away with it.

"Hehe!"

This area is off-limits!

Perhaps sensing Wayne's dissatisfaction, she patted Wayne's head to comfort him, saying, "Wayne's little story was accepted, wasn't it? It was quite interesting."

Ah, what he wrote was: the story of a poor little dog that was abandoned, adopted by a kind person, and eventually found happiness.

“Yes, it’s been altered so much that it’s almost unrecognizable,” Wayne said wearily.

After intensive rehearsals, a week later, Chris proudly invited a few friends to see Pokland's theater troupe perform.

Yes, they are all members of the crafts department.

"This viewing is a collective activity for our club, so it's very important! Let me give you a sneak peek: everyone in the troupe has given this little story rave reviews!" Chris said.

"Great!"

"Lady Chris is the best!"

So after school, Chris dragged everyone onto several carriages arranged by the Winchester family and headed to the theater next to the market.

It's clear she's very satisfied with the story.

Although he personally participated in the rehearsal process, Wayne really didn't know how the performance of such a bizarre and time-space-distorted story would turn out.

Once inside the theater troupe, the atmosphere was still lively and enthusiastic.

Pokran's fame spread far and wide, and many people from other places even came to see him after hearing that he was in the capital.

This medium-sized theater is far from meeting the audience's seating needs, and tickets are always sold out as soon as they are released.

Of course, the tickets Chris had were reserved by the troupe and directly handed over to her, so they were naturally the best seats in the front row.

As semi-insiders, Chris and Wayne also had the right to go backstage before the performance, so after settling the members into their places, Chris hurriedly pulled Wayne into the backstage area.

It wasn't for any other reason than that Chris was a little worried and wanted to reassure Little White first.

Early this morning, Little White was already waiting at the theater with Mr. Pokran. Soon, it would be making its first appearance on a stage in front of a huge audience as a special guest performer.

Upon seeing Xiaobai, Wayne immediately picked it up and hugged it, stroking its soft fur on its neck and back to help it relax.

"Xiao Bai, this story is based on you, so do your best!" he said.

“That’s right! To better complete the stage performance, we even specially ordered costumes for Bobby and the monster.” Chris reached out, wanting to touch the cute little dog’s chin.

Wayne instinctively moved it a little further away.

Chris's hand froze in mid-air.

"Uh... what I meant was that it's in an awkward phase lately, always wanting to bite and try the taste of anyone who touches it, so we need to put it under control for a while," Wayne explained forcefully.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

It just feels a bit strange that Xiaobai, as a male dog with almost the same level of understanding as an adult, keeps acting cute and enjoying being petted.

"Is that so?" Chris asked doubtfully.

In his arms, Xiaobai started nibbling at his hand again, its teeth still not fully grown.

Sigh... I miss the technology in modern society that allows dogs to be neutered.

Wayne gave it a cool glance.

Perhaps sensing the ill intent in his gaze, Xiaobai released its mouth and quietly lay down.

Not long after, as the performance time approached, Wayne and Chris returned to their seats.

As soon as I sat down, the theater lights dimmed, and the performance officially began.

"Superhero Poppy"

Upon seeing this novel title, a low gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.

Wayne glanced at Chris sitting next to him and noticed a smug smile playing on her lips.

……

There was a dog from the stars named Bobby.

Its innate mission is to eliminate all kinds of monsters lurking in the shadows of the world.

It looks weak, but after transforming, it can become extremely powerful.

However, one day it encountered a very evil monster.

Because of its severe injuries, it suddenly lost its strength and became an ordinary little dog, which was then adopted by an ordinary family.

So it secretly restored its power while working hard to maintain people's ordinary lives.

It saved countless lives in the darkness; it is a... superhero.

Chapter 40 Clashes in the Palace

Well, calling this story "tailor-made for novices" inevitably gives the feeling of "is this a spoiler?"

In a sense, isn't this exactly what Xiaobai is saying?

But Chris didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Xiaobai at all. Even though she already knew the plot, she still watched with great interest.

Her smile always seemed even more genuine when she noticed the other audience members in the theater getting excited about the story and making all sorts of noises.

So, this story is really just a run-of-the-mill template that anyone could make up!

Thinking this way, Wayne became even more suspicious of Little White's origins.

However, the others, unlike him, did not have a variety of thoughts running through their minds; instead, they were completely absorbed in the story.

The head of the crafts department sat on the other side of Wayne, wiping away tears. "Waaah... Poppy! Stand up!"

She wasn't the only one shouting this; when they saw Poppy still being defeated by the evil villain after her transformation, many viewers couldn't help but yell "Poppy, get up!" in unison.

Perhaps sensing the power emanating from the audience, the actor on stage, dressed in a custom-made leather suit, began to recite a monologue: "I... I can't die yet! There are still so many people in this world supporting me! I want to... I want to stand up! Defeat the evil monster!"

Bobby struggled to his feet, bracing himself on the floor with his paws... then slowly clenched his fists and raised them upwards, striking a strong, muscular pose.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh—"

Amidst thunderous cheers, Bobby stood up!

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What's with the audience being so cooperative?! Chris, did you pay someone to do this? Or is it that this kind of story is surprisingly well-received in another world?!

After a long time, the show finally came to an end, and "Superhero Poppy" became an instant hit in the capital!

……

"His Majesty!"

Patriarch Willard of the Kingdom of Saint Loens is currently the most powerful ecclesiastical figure in the kingdom. The only one above him is the Pope, who is always stationed at the Papacy and is "infallible in ethics and faith."

However, this powerful figure, whose every stomp could shake the entire kingdom, is now in a state of extreme anger.

"Your Majesty! I demand that Pokran, this blasphemer, be executed immediately!"

Willard had been considering whether he should let the audacious playwright off for the time being, in order to ease the conflict between the church and the king, as well as other powerful figures.

Unexpectedly, he became obsessed with seeking death.

Previously, he only slandered missionaries, but now! He dares to stand up and question God!

Only God can save humanity! Not some superhero dog!

King George II sat on his throne, clutching his forehead in obvious distress.

“Lord Willard! That’s just a story. He’s a playwright and has the freedom to create.” The king still wanted to speak up for Pokran.

George was also a king who had been fascinated by drama since his youth, and had even participated in rehearsals himself. He understood and appreciated Pokran's talent.

“What story! That’s just a smokescreen!” Willard said angrily. “Do you think I don’t know what he’s trying to satirize!”

Silence fell over the main hall for a moment.

The princes and ministers present exchanged glances, then looked away. Some stared at the murals on the ceiling, others intently at the patterns on the floor; all seemed lost in thought, remaining silent.

"The blasphemer Pokran must be burned alive in public! All his evil plays must be burned! Hellfire is inevitable anyway, so let's burn them now!" Willard said, flicking his sleeve and standing up to leave.

The palace gates were suddenly pushed open gently, and the servants all bowed their heads and shuffled, bringing a person behind them into everyone's view.

"Who is it that is slandering my precious daughter's tutor?"