Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 158: She'll definitely kill me then!

Chapter 158: She’ll definitely kill me then!

Once the orb vanished, the result was set in stone.

Ryan, buzzing with excitement, opened his skill panel. It had been empty before, but now there was an extra slot.

This was the beginning of everything, the strongest boost on his path to resurrection!

Rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Ryan clicked on the new slot, hoping it was a skill he could use right away.

In his mind, the best would be some combat skills, though he could settle for One-Man Army or Poison Expert.

If all else failed, any A-tier skill would do.

But when he actually saw the skill he’d drawn, he was dumbfounded.

“Blind massage techniques? What’s that supposed to be?”

His eyes widened as he scrolled through the introduction, finally spotting the so-called massage techniques at the very bottom of the B-tier skills.

[Blind Massage Techniques, B-tier Lifestyle Skill. Rooted in ancient traditions, preserving cultural heritage. A natural therapy, these time-honored methods promote well-being and peace.]

After reading the description, Ryan felt like he was about to cough up blood.

Honestly, he shouldn’t have gotten his hopes up about the draw.

Feeling like crying but unable to shed a tear, he searched in vain for an option to exchange the skill, but eventually, he just pocketed it.

He really couldn’t see how this skill was going to help with his deadly mission.

Was he supposed to give Alice a massage and then wait for her to comfortably grant him death?

Or during the massage, would she realize he wasn’t actually blind, feel deceived, and stab him?

What a load of nonsense!

Shaking off these bizarre thoughts, Ryan sighed heavily.

His grand resurrection project had stumbled before it even began, and he was starting to doubt if he even had a chance at coming back to life.

Opening his mission panel, the interface was barren except for one main quest.

It seemed that picking up side quests wasn’t going to be easy—they were as elusive as ever.

In any case, the mission of dying gloriously was far from complete,the struggle continues.

Lying on his bed, Ryan sneakily glanced at the distant dungeon camera, always feeling like Alice was watching him from behind it.

She had locked him up here, but what was she really thinking?

If she was afraid he’d blab and kill himself, wouldn’t it have been easier just to let him die? Plus, he knew nothing before arriving at the villa.

Taking advantage of the moment the camera panned away, he skillfully pulled out a notebook from under the bed plank, shielding it with his back as he began to record today’s progress.

Before he was consumed by the fire, he had seen Alice once.

Reflecting on their first encounter, which was a month ago, he hadn’t known then that Alice was the daughter of a mob boss.

That day, as Ryan was out for a meal, he found Alice in a bloodied state in an alley behind a downtown restaurant.

The girl was curled up in a corner, trembling, clutching a dagger tightly in her hand.

Her cold expression and the chilling bloodstains screamed ‘stay away,’ and when Ryan approached, she even growled like a wild animal.

The poor kid was terrified.

Seeing Alice like that, Ryan felt a deep pang of sympathy.

It was only when he cautiously approached her that he realized she was at her limit. After a standoff, she eventually passed out.

Without thinking twice, Ryan took her home to take care of her overnight. Given the circumstances, calling the police or an ambulance might have complicated things even more.

Luckily, none of the blood was Alice’s.She was just scared and not seriously hurt.

After taking care of her all night, Alice was pretty much okay by the next day.

In the morning, while Alice was still asleep, Ryan left her some money for food and went out.

As it happened, that was the day the orphanage next to his house caught fire.

The question remains, how did Ryan end up at Alice’s villa?

Ryan himself wasn’t entirely sure how it all happened. After accepting the resurrection mission, he found himself suddenly transported to a corner in the city center.

As he was pondering how to get home, some guys in black appeared out of nowhere, threw a hood over his head, and the next thing he knew, he woke up here.

Was it because he knew some mafia secrets that they wanted to silence him?

On the way here, Ryan was actually quite thrilled, thinking that solving his mission might be a bit too easy.

Unfortunately, Alice didn’t kill him,she just locked him up in this villa.

Even though he had gone as far as to make advances on Alice, the girl still showed no intention of killing him, which really frustrated Ryan.

Where was the villainous heiress he was promised? Where was the ruthless killer? Why on earth wouldn’t she just kill him?

Ryan sighed deeply again and jotted down today’s findings in his notebook, a habit from his gaming days.

In gaming, if you wanted to beat a game in one life, you had to save at every critical point.

Now, in real life, there were no saves, but Ryan was taking his mission to get killed even more seriously than gaming.

[There’s a button beside Alice’s bed to call the bodyguards.]

[Kissing her cheek doesn’t seem enough to provoke her to kill.]

These were the two pieces of information he gathered today, though they were somewhat useless.

Shouldn’t a girl care most about her reputation? No reaction to a kiss—maybe he should…

A thought began to form in Ryan’s mind, but he dismissed it before it took shape.

He was desperate to die, but he didn’t really want to be a jerk. The kind of universally despised acts were still beyond what he could bring himself to do.

He had been mentally preparing for today’s action for several days, originally planning to steal a kiss from Alice, which would surely provoke her to kill him.

But at the last second, he changed his mind and kissed her cheek instead.

He wanted to resurrect, but he didn’t want to cause the girl too much harm. She was innocent in this, and she shouldn’t be a stepping stone for his resurrection.

That left only one path: to make her resent him without causing significant harm.

It was doable, just needed a bit more spice.

The first time he met Alice, she seemed to be in a crisis, and Ryan had inadvertently gotten involved. The best course might still be to follow that lead.

Flipping through his notebook, Ryan slowly formed a plan.

He suddenly jumped up from the bed, excitedly scribbling his thoughts in the notebook, which would be his action plan for the coming days.

“Decided. I’ll help Alice resolve her crisis, and then betray her at the most critical moment.”

“Betrayal is the most painful thing. She’ll definitely kill me then!”