After Transmigrating into a Professional Bootlicker, I Messed Up - Chapter 66.2

That’s why Lin Luo could sleep soundly beside Ji Chi’an, unaware of the nightmares awaiting her.

This time, Ji Chi’an’s actions added 950 points, and her earlier knee attack deducted 800, with smaller amounts tallying up to about 300 extra points. In total, Lin Luo would have to endure the pain equivalent of at least 1,000 points.

Once the system announced “Entering simulated dream for 300 negative points,” she drifted off, plunging into a dream.

The dream began as usual: she was in her cramped, tiny sleep capsule. Thankfully, she was thin enough to fit, or else she wouldn’t have room for her telescope. She was just taking it out to glimpse Earth when a figure appeared at the hatch—the Space Station’s head service officer.

The officer was from a patriarchal planet where women were regarded as subservient to men. But she looked at Zero with an unusual smile and said, “No need to hide it. We all know the telescope was given to you by the station chief. He’s already punished the child who tried to take it.”

Zero was puzzled.

The officer examined her with three strange, watchful eyes before smiling wryly. “You earthlings—your only redeeming quality is that your anatomy resembles that of the people from Planet P. Though you’re much weaker and inferior, it still makes you somewhat kin. Consider yourself lucky.”

Zero didn’t understand, but the officer didn’t elaborate. She just ordered Zero to follow her, bathed her, applied various creams, styled her hair, filed her nails, and dressed her in clothes very different from her usual spacewear. Then, she led her to a spacious, luxurious room.

Her new outfit was an odd sort of dress, barely covering anything. The room had no sleep capsule—just a soft, square surface with a curtain around it. It was far more comfortable than her capsule.

The officer instructed her to lie down on it before leaving.

Zero obediently lay down. She knew something unpleasant might happen, but she was helpless. Her life had been given to her by the Space Station. Small and powerless, she lacked the right to resist. Whatever happened, she would have to endure.

After all, they had let her live. She should be grateful.

But Zero hadn’t expected that she’d be waiting for Alpha. When he appeared in his uniform, she remembered that he was a P-planet native too—one of the few who looked anything like her.

Relief washed over her when she saw him. He was as handsome as ever, and she thought of how he had taken her to the doctor, given her good food, given her the telescope, and even punished those who tried to harm her. Smiling genuinely, she told him, “You’re so good-looking. Can I like you?”

She had secretly learned the concept of “liking.” They said if someone made you happy just by looking at them, that was liking.

So, Zero thought she must like Alpha. But he seemed far from pleased by her affection.

Upon hearing her words, he laughed with disdain. Approaching her, he gripped her chin, his eyes dark and cold, filled with contempt. “An earthling like you, daring to lie in my bed?”

Zero didn’t understand, though she realized this object was called a “bed.”

She explained quietly, “The service officer told me to come here.”

“If she told you to come, you just obey? Do you have no mind of your own?”

Zero pursed her lips. Not listening to the officer would mean hunger, even starvation without her energy bar.

Alpha looked at her silence with a sneer. “Or is it that you wanted to come?”

After a moment’s thought, Zero nodded. If she’d known it was him, she would have come willingly.

Alpha laughed again, though Zero, with her limited knowledge, couldn’t grasp what that laugh meant.

That night, she endured a pain unlike any she’d ever known. She was only sixteen, an ordinary earthling, and Alpha, as a P-planet native, was far larger and stronger than any human she’d encountered. Cold and overbearing, his actions brought a level of pain she could hardly endure. She cried through the night, her voice hoarse until she finally passed out from exhaustion.

When she woke up, she was back in her small sleep capsule, her whole body aching, yet a strange, small happiness lingered. She struggled to her feet, intending to find him, but was stopped by the guards. They looked at her with scorn and said, “The chief said you’re not allowed in.”

She froze. “Why can’t I go in?”

Before, she had been allowed inside freely. Ever since he gave her the telescope, she had often followed him around, and he had never sent her away. Sometimes he even let her eat with him, gave her books to read, and shared knowledge of higher dimensions. She rarely came, but he had never turned her away. And just last night, they had shared something she thought was special. Why wouldn’t he let her in now?

The guards ignored her, so she asked again and again, but they never responded. Until finally, she heard his cold voice from behind her, “Because you are beneath me.”

Zero turned slowly, looking at him, her expression dazed, as though she didn’t understand what he meant. She had always known she was lowly; everyone said so. But she had thought he was different.

She looked up at his mocking expression and spoke slowly, clearly, “I am not beneath you. I just like you.”

And then she walked away, as quietly as ever.

Only she knew that she had made a resolution. She would go home, even if it meant death.

Yes, even if it meant death.

When Lin Luo awoke, all she saw was blinding white—the ceiling, the curtains, and the lights. The moment she stirred, Ji Chi’an took her hand. “Luo Luo, how do you feel?”

Lin Luo felt an indescribable ache, deep inside and all over, though she didn’t know why. She forced a sweet smile and replied, “I’m fine. Why are we at the hospital?”

Ji Chi’an’s face looked dark with worry. “Luo Luo, are you hiding something from me?”

“No, there’s nothing I’m hiding.” Lin Luo lowered her lashes obediently.

“Last night, you started thrashing, kicking, crying, and screaming. You were sweating, pale, and wouldn’t wake up no matter how much I called you. I brought you here, and they ran every test but found nothing wrong.”

“Well, isn’t that great?” Lin Luo blinked. “It means I’m healthy enough to live another hundred years!”

🎉 Kliraz’s Corner (≧◡≦)

Lin Luo’s willingness to accept painful “nightmares” reflects the value placed on balance and resilience in Chinese culture. This exchange, enduring agony for Ji Chi’an’s happiness, speaks to that idea of personal sacrifice for another’s well-being.

The phrase “P-planet” sounds mysterious, but it’s inspired by a trope in sci-fi where planets are named by a letter or number to imply vast galactic landscapes. Guess Lin Luo’s sci-fi world was P for “Painful”!

Zero’s behavior shows how early attachment issues shape perceptions of worth. Living with neglect and ridicule, her attachment to Alpha—even after hurt—mirrors real trauma bonding. Yikes, right?

Recurring nightmares are common after traumatic experiences, a fascinating reminder of how the brain tries to “process” distress. Lin Luo’s points-based dreams make this literal—her suffering is the system’s twisted reward. Would you dare?