After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain Chapter 64: His Ranking… Rose Again

The second ti entering the instance, he was completely toyed with—by an NPC with independent awareness, no less.

Waking up from the scenario, Bo Jingmo opened his eyes calmly, a faint trace of red still lingering in their depths.

The man slowly sat up, eyes half-lidded, expression dazed and lost. A few seconds later, he hesitantly raised his hand and touched the side of his face bit by bit—there, it still seed to hold the soft touch of a woman’s palm.

Everything felt like it had just happened monts ago.

That gentle, teasing tone of hers, like a lover’s whispered pillow talk, full of indescribable ambiguity and tenderness.

“Double the reward. I’ll give it to you next ti.”

But all of that was like an epheral dream—once awake, the mory only lasted a second before becoming blurry.

He couldn’t even rember the woman’s face clearly anymore. It was like a reflection in fog—faint and hazy in outline. Every ti he tried to recall it, it felt like sothing was veiled in a thin, invisible mist, impossible to grasp.

Sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, spilling golden light across the floor, dazzling as it reflected back in flashes. The man on the bed remained silent, a shadow of unreadable emotion clouding his eyes.

He lowered his gaze. The red in his eyes gradually faded, and he slowly murmured two words:

“Li Li…”

His voice was still rough from sleep. The way he said that na was both unfamiliar and intimate.

Bo Jingmo closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

He didn’t know how that NPC knew about the condition with his body, but one thing was certain: she clearly knew that blood was a trigger for his episodes.

It was strange—every episode felt strange.

He used to crave blood and the thrill of killing. But now, after each episode, the only thing in his mind was that woman who triggered it.

What was worse—Bo Jingmo was fully aware of what he was doing, yet couldn’t fight it at all. He had abandoned all rationality, willingly surrendering himself to her, becoming a tool for her to clear instances.

Who exactly was that NPC?

Now that he was awake, that heart-pounding feeling was gone. A new emotion began to cloud his eyes—helpless confusion.

Why, in the instance, had he fallen for that woman?

A ssage from Jiang Xi popped up on his phone. He told him to check the rankings.

Bo Jingmo opened the leaderboard, and his cold eyes froze ever so slightly.

His ranking… had gone up again.

In that instant, it was like he could hear the woman’s smiling voice in his ears again.

“Boyfriend, listen to . I’ll get you a high score.”

Bo Jingmo stared silently at the ranking for several seconds. Suddenly, a chuckle slipped from his lips, filled with unclear aning—part mockery, part helplessness.

He might not rember what he felt for her, but her tactics were unforgettable.

His eyes flickered. He tapped the edge of the screen with his fingertips, lost in thought.

That NPC—was she really just a simple, self-aware NPC?

But on the player score sheet, Qing Li’s na wasn’t listed.

Even if he asked Jiang Xi or Hou Liang about her, the useful information they could provide would be limited. Bo Jingmo could already tell—she had played all of them in the palm of her hand.

Yet that NPC seed especially interested in him. What exactly was her goal?

Hearing Cen Xiu’s na from Li Xuyang’s mouth now sparked a rare interest in Bo Jingmo. But then, he suddenly rembered—didn’t he get jealous of a player in that instance…?

Just because the guy spent more ti with the NPC?

Tch.

He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. As much as Bo Jingmo couldn’t recall his feelings for that NPC, he still felt a lingering frustration.

That inexplicable emotion was at it again.

“What is it, Young Master Bo?” Li Xuyang saw him suddenly freeze, thinking this young master had changed his mind.

Bo Jingmo glanced at him, his tone perfectly calm: “Nothing. Let’s go.”

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On the other side, not long after Yu Li walked in, she saw a room nearby labeled—Waiting Room.

She opened the door and saw a group of beautifully dressed won in elegant clothes. Then she looked down at her own outfit.

“……” Yep. Can’t even afford clothes.

She found an empty seat and sat down, pulling out her phone to look for other part-ti jobs.

The girl next to her must’ve been the ultimate extrovert. She’d just finished chatting with the person on her left when she turned and saw Yu Li sitting beside her.

When her gaze landed on Yu Li’s standout profile, her eyes lit up. She leaned over and whispered, “Hey, pretty girl, you here for the part-ti interview too?”

Yu Li’s hand paused, instinctively locking her screen. She turned and gave her a warm-eyed smile: “Yeah.”

Now up close, the girl couldn’t help but marvel—this was a face straight from the gods.

But…

Her eyes drifted to Yu Li’s plain clothes and jacket. “Dressed like this, it might be a tough shot.”

Yu Li raised an eyebrow: “Why?”

The girl glanced around and whispered, “The guard at the door told —the bar’s owner is personally doing interviews today. The supervisor will first filter people out. After all, the ones brought to the boss have to be top-tier.”

“So yeah, in this outfit you’ll probably be cut in the first round. But honestly, your face is really stunning—maybe the supervisor will make an exception for you.”

A thoughtful look crossed Yu Li’s eyes: “I see…”

Her gaze shifted to the girl’s delicately made-up face, and she smiled gently: “You’re really pretty too, and so outgoing. You’ve got great odds—good luck!”

Hearing such a heartfelt complint, the girl blushed and waved her hand modestly: “Aw, you’re sweet… Honestly, I’m not that confident either.”

Yu Li smiled in response. She was about to check her phone again when the girl spoke up, “By the way, do you want to put on so makeup? I brought my kit—I can help you freshen up a bit…”

But when she got a good look at Yu Li’s smooth, flawless skin, her voice trailed off.

She didn’t really… need it.

Yu Li smiled and waved her hand: “No thanks. Even if I did, I don’t have anything to remove it with after.”

The original host didn’t even own makeup, let alone makeup remover.

“Alright.” The girl packed up her things. But she couldn’t keep quiet long. “Sigh, I looked around—there are so many gorgeous girls here. It’s gonna be tough.”

She leaned in and whispered, “And I heard so people even slipped money under the table.”

That caught Yu Li’s attention. She paused, looked over curiously: “Bribes?”

“Yup.”

The girl gave her a knowing look. “This bar is one of the top-tier ones in J City. The people who co here—no need to even explain their status. If you’re lucky enough to get noticed by so bigshot while working here… well, you get it. It’s like one of those CEO-romance novels coming to life.”

“Who cares about the asly hourly wage? What they’re after is the opportunity. Most of the girls here aren’t short on money—just look at how well-maintained their faces are.”

Even she herself was just here to test the waters—if she were really strapped for cash, she would’ve gone straight for a long-term job.

Yu Li: “……”

She did care about that asly hourly wage.

The girl saw the faint expression on Yu Li’s face and felt her heart skip a beat. She blinked: “Wait… pretty girl, don’t tell … you saw the pay and actually ca just for the job?”

“……Yeah.”

“……” No wonder she showed up dressed like that.

The girl couldn’t understand: “Then why don’t you apply for long-term work? It pays more.”

Yu Li let out a long sigh: “I have classes. Can’t really skip them.”

“……” Can’t argue with that.

After a few exchanges, Yu Li knew the chances of being selected weren’t great. But she couldn’t just leave empty-handed, right?

She tapped her phone lightly with her fingertip, still thinking, when the door suddenly opened and a calm, deep voice spoke.

“You’re all here for part-ti interviews?”

The man who entered was middle-aged, slightly thin, with a sharp chin. His hair was ticulously styled, and he wore a clearly expensive suit with a glimpse of a crisp white shirt beneath—he looked like a capable executive assistant.

He wore glasses, and as he squinted to scan the room, there was a serious scrutiny in his gaze.

He adjusted his glasses, closed the door behind him, and soone beside him handed over a folder.

The man glanced over the list inside, speaking in a neutral tone: “We’ll start the first round of screening now. Raise your hand when your na is called. If I say ‘pass,’ follow the person outside to another waiting room. If your na isn’t called, stay here. Once we’re done, you can leave.”

The girl next to Yu Li was visibly excited and whispered, “That was fast—damn, the security guy was right! There really is a higher-up doing the interview today, and the supervisor’s already picking people.”

The middle-aged man began calling nas one by one, and the number of people in the room gradually decreased. Those who weren’t chosen showed obvious disappointnt on their faces.

The girl next to Yu Li got selected. Her eyes were shining with excitent, and before heading out, she gave Yu Li a little ‘fighting’ gesture.

Yu Li smiled back at her, nodded slightly, and mouthed silently: “Good luck.”

Not long after, the middle-aged man finally called Yu Li’s na.

“Yu Li.”

Yu Li raised her hand, but the man only glanced briefly at her outfit, didn’t even look at her completely, then lowered his head and kept calling the next na.

It was obvious—she was out.

And it happened fast.

“……”

Even though she’d expected this ending, it still stung.