After The Web Novel Great God Transmigrated As A Scummy Online Dating Top - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Despite the difference in styling and temperament, the biological blueprint Lin Muxue inherited remained identical.

She possessed a striking face and a voice with a unique, compelling timber.

The divergence lay in their paths: while the original Lin Muxue immersed herself in literature and film, choosing a degree in Dramatic Literature, “Lin Muxue No. 2” had spiraled into the world of online voice-dating, choosing to specialize in Voice Acting and Performance.

When “Lin Muxue No. 2” engaged in her online “romances,” she would tailor her voice to her target’s preference. For instance, knowing “Zhu Yue” liked the sunny, energetic type, she had maintained a vibrant, youthful persona during their calls.

But the current Lin Muxue simply used her natural voice.

While she had inherited the professional knowledge and techniques of her counterpart, theory is not the same as practice. Furthermore, Lin Muxue had no intention of maintaining the “scammer” persona or continuing to play games with her “girlfriends.”

The sudden shift to a completely different voice caused Xiao Yue’s rehearsed insults to catch in her throat. She felt a flicker of doubt.

This voice… It naturally conjured the image of a dignified, serious woman. It didn’t seem to fit the profile of the polyamorous, manipulative “scammer” described in the forum threads.

During this brief silence, the woman on the other end spoke again in that same upright, formal tone: “Are you…”

She paused awkwardly for a second before adding with a strange, stiff bluntness: “Are you one of my 99 online girlfriends?”

Xiao Yue: “???”

Are you kidding me? Are scammers this arrogant now? Admitting it to my face!

Xiao Yue felt her momentary doubt had been a moment of sheer insanity.

Having forced out that embarrassing sentence, Lin Muxue was carefully choosing her words for a sincere apology when the phone erupted into high-pitched, piercing shrieks: “You octopus monster! You dead-beat jerk! Don’t think changing your voice will let you off the hook! I spit on you! &%@#??……*!”

Lin Muxue instinctively pulled the phone away from her ear but didn’t hang up. She lowered her long, fine lashes and listened quietly, her furrowed brow the only sign of her discomfort.

Unlike Lin Muxue No. 2, the original Lin Muxue—who had also been dumped on her uncle at sixteen—had no time for self-pity or lashing out at the only person who cared for her. While her counterpart was being rebellious, Lin Muxue had been busy surviving. She handed out flyers, did promotions, took notes for others, and used her high grades to tutor students. She did every odd job available.

She was never an extrovert, but to succeed in street promotions, she had studied social psychology. She wasn’t a social butterfly, but as her uncle, Director Zhong, put it in his “snarky linguistic art,” she was at her most “lively” during those three years of high school holidays.

Once she secured a massive scholarship after the college entrance exams, she bought her first laptop and began writing on “Green Dog Literature.” Since then, she had maintained a stable and relatively handsome income.

Meanwhile, the other “her” had spiraled into cynicism, feeling abandoned by the parents who once claimed she was their pride. Lin Muxue No. 2 had turned into a porcupine, wanting to prick anyone who got close. Her grades plummeted, and her uncle had to spend a fortune to get her into a low-tier arts vocational college.

To fall from a position of relative success to such a pathetic state made even the steady Lin Muxue feel a surge of frustration.

But what could she do? She didn’t know what happened to her original self, nor why the “her” of this world had vanished.

Listening somewhat absent-mindedly to the insults, Lin Muxue maintained basic scolding etiquette by offering brief, sincere responses whenever the other person stopped to catch her breath.

“Mm.” “Yes.” “I’m sorry.”

Because her reactions were so dull, the person on the other end eventually ran out of steam. The conversation fell into a delicate silence.

Once Lin Muxue was sure the other woman had vented enough, she spoke in a calm, earnest tone: “I apologize. This matter was the result of my youthful folly and reckless behavior. I cannot undo the damage I’ve caused, so I can only offer my sincerest apologies. I will transfer the money I borrowed back to you shortly.”

She paused, then added: “Thank you truly for the affection and trust you gave me. I hope you can quickly forget this unpleasant experience. A person like me shouldn’t leave a heavy mark on your bright youth.”

Her words were so polite and her tone so heartfelt that Xiao Yue found herself at a loss for words.

The expected scenario—the scammer making excuses, Xiao Yue exposing her, the scammer getting angry, and then both blocking each other—had been completely derailed.

Xiao Yue wavered again. Could a person like this really be the ‘Octopus’ from the forum who faked a dozen personas to scam girls?

But the woman had admitted it herself.

Xiao Yue pursed her lips and gave a dry “Oh.” She muttered, “At least you know what’s good for you.” The recordings and chat screenshots she had prepared… well, maybe she wouldn’t post them online just yet.

Because the reality of this “long-distance assassination” was so different from the expectation, the atmosphere when they hung up was surprisingly peaceful. After the stranger said a polite “Goodbye,” Xiao Yue’s brain short-circuited, and she instinctively said “Goodbye” back.

The moment she hung up, Xiao Yue felt annoyed. Saying “Goodbye” made her look so weak! She worried it was a high-level tactic by the scammer—a way to manipulate her further.

However, a notification soon arrived. The money had been transferred on WeChat, followed by a very polite request to delete each other’s contact information.

Xiao Yue, who had imagined a complex web of conspiracy: “…”

The more she looked at it, the more it felt like a naughty kid had messed up, and a dignified elder had stepped in to clean up the mess.

After some thought, Xiao Yue hesitantly posted her experience in the forum thread. She wanted to let the other victims know they could get their money back, but she also wanted to see if anyone else had the same strange experience.

Xiao Yue: Someone else call her! I need to know if I’m losing my mind!