Role Playing the Dark Horse Character-Chapter 145 : Chapter 145

Chapter 145 : If Extra
Jiao Huang’s breakfast shop rented a storefront in Li City, where Yiming and Tang were helping out, while An Huyu went to pick up his big brother.
Yiming pushed the food cart outside when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure on the street.
Brown hair, blue eyes, dressed similarly to how he was during the great war.
The other person noticed him too, and before Yiming could react, they adopted a wary stance and demanded, “Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me!”
“...?” Yiming was dumbfounded.
He swore he’d always looked like this and hadn’t changed his face halfway through.
Due to his habitual thinking, his mind immediately jumped to abilities, and he thought of the only ability capable of such a feat—his brother Li’s.
But why would Li Li disguise herself as him for no reason?
Before he could say anything, the person who looked identical to him quickly spat out in disgust, “You again, Heige?”
Yiming instinctively frowned slightly.
He didn’t like that tone.
That utterly unfamiliar, repulsed, and hateful tone, as if they wanted to stay far away forever.
“I’m not,” he said, somewhat annoyed. “I’m the one who wants to ask if you are.”
This reminded him of his past self.
Perhaps Yiming lingered outside too long, as Tang came out from the shop and asked, “Yiming, what’s wrong?”
But the moment Tang appeared, Yiming saw the person who looked like him immediately shout, “Tang! Stay away from him! He’s dangerous!”
At the same time, that person stepped forward, raising their hand—
Yiming knew this was his own little habit.
Perhaps because he often used his hands in the past, when activating his ability [Metal Heart], he always covered his right arm first.
But then, the person froze.
“Can’t use abilities?” Yiming’s coser, Lulu, unleashed her lifelong acting skills, glaring furiously at Yiming and roaring, “What have you done! Killing Yu Xiao and hurting so many people wasn’t enough, and now you’re using my face to harm Tang too!”
She felt a bit guilty after saying this, but neither Yiming nor Tang noticed anything unusual.
Yiming was stunned, while Tang’s gaze darted between the two ‘Yimings,’ showing the confusion typical of his age.
Lulu shouted in the chatroom.
[Lulu]: Holy- I’m an Oscar-worthy actor!!!
[Lulu]: I even said those lines! And pulled off that performance! My bias is totally stunned, so cute!
[Lulu]: But I’m so embarrassed aaaah someone save me!
Li Li, who had been watching from the sidelines, propped her chin.
She helped Lulu fix the issue, making her performance appear natural to others, preventing her from being exposed the moment they met.
After doing this, she couldn’t help but shake her head, desperately wanting to discuss with Libra what it meant to be a ‘perfect system.’ A system that could achieve this level wasn’t just about being good or not—it had reached a point where even she was jealous.
If she’d had such a good system back then, would she have had to walk a tightrope like that!
In the chatroom, the other cosers responded to the call.
[Meowla]: Let me join you in the embarrassment!
[Yuyou]: I’m in too!
Yuyou, cosplaying An Huyu, appeared first.
He looked at the two ‘Yimings,’ froze for a moment, and said, “Two Yimings?”
Meowla, cosplaying Tang, followed closely, saying seriously, “An ability?”
They warily eyed Yiming and Tang.
Li Li, observing, felt that their wariness was the most authentic performance in this entire string of acts.
“You... you all...” Tang hesitantly looked at the three of them.
Yuyou showed a thoughtful expression, then said, “This is definitely the Empire’s doing! Only that Illusionist could fool all our eyes!”
This was their script.
Originally, they planned to directly follow the Extreme Black ending to mess with people, but the frenzied scriptwriter Jiang Lan added a twist—none of them knew that Heige was Li.
‘If we’re pretending not to know, let’s really not know!’ Jiang Lan had said at the time, laughing maniacally as if she was about to stab someone.
Meowla, not to be outdone, continued, “But the Illusionist Heige is already dead, from the great war before.”
Lulu chimed in, “Still asking? He fooled us all again.” She struggled to muster a strange smile, but with Li Li’s help, it appeared confident and disdainful. “What can’t he do? He’s just an empathy-lacking jerk.”
[Yuyou]: Damn, Lulu, that acting! I almost feel like you really hate Heige.
[Lulu]: But I’m just reciting my bias’s original lines!
[Meowla]: I feel like you’re about to get beaten up. My hands are itching.
[Lulu]: QAQ
Li Li found their calm exterior paired with their frantic chatroom spamming rather cute.
But Yiming definitely didn’t find it cute.
After the cosers explained the differences in their worldlines, Yiming stood there in a daze for a long time, as if unable to process the implications of this information.
After a while, Yiming finally said, “What are you talking about...” His voice trembled slightly. “Brother, is this some new idea you’re playing with?”
Lulu quickly replied, “What are you doing? Didn’t you say it yourself? Don’t get involved.”
[Yuyou]: What’s this now?
[Lulu]: What’s wrong with reciting my bias’s lines and his good brother’s lines at the same time?
[Meowla]: Watch yourself, Lulu. I’m about to slap you.
[Lulu]: !!!
[Lulu]: [CorgiGrievance.jpg]
The result was delightful.
Yiming was stunned by Lulu’s words, like a poor corgi drenched in rain.
Of course, he remembered what he’d said, and hearing those words from someone who looked identical to him was devastating.
Finally, he lowered his head, his voice muffled as he said, “I’m sorry.”
Tang grabbed Yiming’s arm, pulling him back a few steps.
With a serious expression, he looked at the three cosers and said, “Everyone, calm down. Come inside, sit down, and let’s talk properly.” He emphasized, “There are no abilities here. You can’t use them, and neither can we.”
The three exchanged a performative glance, howled triumphantly in the chatroom, and then agreed to Tang’s invitation.
...
Ten minutes later, they reached a conclusion.
Tang analyzed, “Your world still has abilities. But our world doesn’t, so we’re not from the same world.”
The cosers went wild in the chatroom, celebrating their successful deception, while on the surface, Meowla nodded gravely, “Looks like that’s the case.”
They discussed how they got here and how to leave, then got to the point.
“You... you don’t know Heige’s true identity?” Yiming couldn’t help but ask Lulu.
“What identity? The Empire’s Prophet? Or the jerk who betrayed us all?” Lulu said. “Don’t tell me you’re on good terms with him. That’s the guy who killed Li and Yu Xiao!”
“Don’t say that,” Yiming said, somewhat sadly. The thought that this was himself from another world, saying this on a timeline after defeating the Empire, filled him with sorrow and suffocation.
He hadn’t noticed anything, knew nothing, and his hatred seemed so justified, as if it couldn’t be refuted.
In that world, his brother had truly succeeded, fooling everyone.
And it made sense—that person was always so clever, it wasn’t surprising he could pull it off.
But for Yiming, who knew the truth, it was deeply painful, like seeing a dreamy yet fragile world inside a bubble.
Tang also asked, “What do people in your world think of him?”
His question carried a rare urgency, as if he was nervous about the answer.
Mimicking Tang’s tone, Meowla said softly, “He’s from the Empire, went down with it. People on the street only say the villain finally died.”
With no An Huyu around, Yuyou had to improvise, saying, “What’s wrong with that? He was the enemy, wasn’t he?”
“He’s not the enemy,” Tang wanted to explain, but seeing their righteous faces, he suddenly didn’t know what to say.
His feelings mirrored Yiming’s—wanting to tell them the truth but feeling unqualified to do so.
“He was always helping you,” Yiming said softly.
“But it was Tide who defeated the Imperial Family and nobles, us ourselves,” Lulu said. “We won a new world with our own hands. What does that have to do with the Empire’s Prophet?”
Yiming fell silent.
He felt sorrow.
In that world, neither he nor anyone in Tide knew what had happened, believing they’d won through faith and effort.
What a beautiful story—justice triumphed over evil, the oppressed rose up and defeated the Imperial Family and nobles exploiting them.
But it wasn’t that simple. Beneath this seemingly perfect process, dark currents surged, yet all the dangers were concealed.
They knew nothing, Yiming told himself.
So even if he was angry, he could only be angry at himself. Because he used to be just as hateful.
No, it was so frustrating. He wanted a time machine to go back and beat up both his past self and this current self!
In the chatroom, the cosers, no longer so righteous, shrank back.
[Lulu]: I suddenly feel like I went too far.
[Yuyou]: Yeah.
[Meowla]: Little Corgi looks like he’s about to cry.
[Lulu]: Wuwuwu, I didn’t mean to, but Little Corgi is so cute. Once I started, I couldn’t stop thinking about my painful past of being trolled.
[Lulu]: Fine, I’ll apologize first.
But just as she sat up straight, preparing to apologize, Yiming suddenly said, “Do you want to know the truth?”
“The truth?” the other three said in unison.
Tang seemed to want to stop Yiming, but he reached out and then lowered his hand.
“You should know,” Yiming said, no longer as sad, with a hint of defiance.
[Lulu]: Why do I feel like I’m sitting in a classroom, and Teacher Yiming and Teacher Tang are about to give me a lecture?
[Meowla]: Don’t doubt it, that’s exactly what’s happening.
...
Meanwhile, Li Li’s main body and An Heyu happened to meet An Huyu, who had come to pick them up.
She glanced at the cosers’ locations, then casually walked toward the shop.
“Baige, Tang just messaged me, saying something about seeing us from another world. We don’t even have abilities anymore, so how could we see people from another world? That’s ridiculous—” An Huyu was saying, then suddenly stopped in a hushed voice.
Because ahead of them appeared a red-haired beauty.
Red hair, golden eyes, wearing a red cloak and a short skirt with black stockings, standing at the intersection, staring intently at them.
No, just staring at Li Li.
She looked at Li Li with a dazed expression, as if it were something utterly unbelievable.
Then she ran over in small heels, stopping in front of Li Li, seemingly wanting to confirm if this person was real.
Her series of actions flowed naturally, as if rehearsed countless times in her mind.
Then, in a fragile and trembling voice, she slowly said, “Heige? Is it really you?”
An Huyu, witnessing this, murmured in confusion, “Am I seeing things? Why do I see a big sister who looks like my big brother in women’s clothing? Did my big brother turn into a big sister again?”
An Heyu also froze, looking at Luo Han’s face, then recalling what he himself looked like, and finally turning to Li Li with eyes full of: You definitely know something.
“Another world’s... me?” he said hesitantly.
He wasn’t nearly as skilled at wearing heels as that person.
At this moment, Li Li, dressed as Heige, slightly raised an eyebrow, showing a faintly intrigued expression.
“Who are you?” she asked.
She was very curious about what Luo Han was going to do.
Then she saw Luo Han step forward, hugging her tightly while she wasn’t paying attention, clinging like an octopus, refusing to let go.
“Heige, wuwuwuwu—!”
What did Luo Han want to do? Nothing.
She didn’t even want to stick to the script.
All Luo Han wanted was to cling to Heige.
Hey, a living, breathing male god.
Li Li slowly: ...?
She seemed to hear the sound of someone swallowing hard.
An Huyu’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape, while An Heyu instinctively distanced himself, “It’s not me, I didn’t do it.”
Li Li glanced at the chatroom.
[Han Zhi]: Wahahaha, clinging to the male god, hugging the male god, my life is complete!
[Han Zhi]: Even if Dan Dog kills me now, I have no regrets hahahaha!
[Yao Yao]: What! Damn traitor! Let go of that male god, let me have a turn!
[Lazy]: Aaaaah, jealousy is tearing me apart!!!!
Oh no, Li Li thought.
These three are all Heige stans, unlike the other three.
They really don’t care about the script and just want to cling!
Li Li glanced at An Heyu again.
Perhaps the stunned and confused look in her eyes hadn’t faded, successfully making An Heyu step back, raise his hand, and cover his face.
“It really has nothing to do with me...” He couldn’t figure out why his so-called ‘other-world self’ would suddenly act like this!
“Big brother, you, never mind.” An Huyu patted An Heyu’s shoulder. “Between big sister and big brother, I choose big brother. Don’t be sad, and there’s no need to compare who looks better in women’s clothing with your other-world big sister.”
“I didn’t...” An Heyu felt his protests growing weaker.
“It’s fine, I believe you,” Li Li comforted. “You wouldn’t cry like that.”
Even though she was the mastermind behind it all, it didn’t stop her from comforting the poor Mother Hen who was being dragged into this.
Though after hearing her say that, An Heyu’s expression grew even darker.
...
[Lulu]: @Han Zhi @Lazy @Yao Yao
[Lulu]: Help!
[Lazy]: Getting petted by the male god, don’t cue.
[Yao Yao]: We dragged the male god to a nearby milk tea shop. What’s up with you guys?
[Meowla]: When are you getting here? We’ve been lectured by Yiming and Tang for half an hour already.
[Lulu]: [CorgiConfusion.jpg]
[Yuyou]: Because of the mess Lulu caused earlier, they seriously refuted every single thing we said, telling us what we shouldn’t do, what things are really like, and how it all works...
[Lulu]: I’m stunned. I wanted to troll them with the manga’s ending, not get educated!
[Meowla]: By the way, how’s your script going?
[Yao Yao and Lazy and Han Zhi]: Script? What’s that?
[Lulu and Yuyou and Meowla]: ??? Traitors!
They were working so hard to stick to the script! What were those three doing?!
Clinging? Just clinging?!
Damn it! They wanted to cling too!