[Instead of filming it and hurting the public's eyes.]
System K did not deny it.
He did not respond either. He was afraid the cat would bite.
Having cursed the script, he probably could not curse him too.
System K admitted that his luck had been rather bad to draw a script like this.
Perhaps because his emotions had been stirred up, Xin Hexue began coughing without warning.
In both his lives, his body had been plagued by chronic illness. Even now, it was the same; the entertainment company in the greater world would not provide him with a new, healthy body, of course.
His condition was much better now than it had been at its worst in his second life, when a gust of wind or three steps would make him cough up blood twice.
But once he started coughing, he still found it hard to stop.
A faint taste of blood rose in his throat, and his wrist trembled violently as he covered his lips to cough.
Almost his entire body was shaking.
There was no telling what Xin Bao was plotting. As he watched the coughing young man, his eyes held ill intent.
Xin Hexue finally recovered and took a sip of the cold, greenish tea to suppress the taste of blood in his throat.
He discovered that Xin Bao had disappeared.
He had probably gotten the bank card and was eager to spend the money.
Xin Hexue did not concern himself with it.
He had never intended to follow the plot step by step.
In the script, this was the opening scene.
Under the pretext of strengthening their father-son relationship, Xin Bao had invited Xin Hexue to a restaurant for a meal, drugged him, and arranged for his adopted son to be sent to the Pei family's eldest young master's private room.
But now, Xin Hexue had not touched a single bite of the food on the table.
It was not because he knew the plot in advance, but because Xin Bao was truly enough to put him off his food.
Xin Hexue's fingers curled slightly, their tips tinged pink.
His ears burned, taking on a lovely flush, and the tight discomfort in his chest turned into emptiness.
His strength was silently but swiftly drawn out of him, like threads pulled away by the wind.
Xin Hexue pressed his lips tightly together.
Xin Bao had even drugged the tea!
Fifteen minutes had passed since he took his first sip of tea upon arriving.
Xin Hexue felt unbearably hot and weak all over.
Sure enough, a waiter who had taken Xin Bao's money came over. He was warm and eager, but his movements were forceful and allowed no refusal as he helped Xin Hexue up. "Sir, are you feeling unwell? Our restaurant has private rooms set aside for resting. Let me help you over to one so you can take a break."
The waiter was an Alpha, not a weak, pureblood human. His arm showed signs of mechanical modification.
Xin Hexue noticed because the man's mechanical arm dug painfully into his back.
He was several times more sensitive to pain than an ordinary person.
His head hurt, and so did his back.
He was a little irritated.
As the waiter forcibly brought him to a private room at the end of the corridor, Xin Hexue said to the system, [My body can't handle sex at all.]
Xin Hexue smiled faintly. [Congratulations, gege. You'll soon be able to take bereavement leave for my death.]
Just as Xin Hexue thought K would not respond to his dark joke, K suddenly said, [Your only task is to earn enough love points and heartache points.]
[The plot—]
[You don't have to follow it exactly.]
Xin Hexue knew K had compromised.
As K finished speaking, he was not sure whether he heard a gunshot from inside the private room.
The waiter flinched, but his movements did not hesitate for an instant.
The next second, Xin Hexue was pushed into the dimly lit room.
Author's note:
[Author's note added April 1, 2025] I'm an author who's still developing, and I didn't write the first world very well. Some plot points early on have no logical solution, so dear readers can also try starting from the second or third small world. [Let me see] Where my writing falls short, you can curse the author, but I'll delete any comments attacking the protagonist that I see. The most important thing about reading is to enjoy yourself. If this story isn't to your taste, there's a whole forest of others to the left. I wish everyone who opens this story a happy life and all the best. [Cat head]
[Original author's note] Please note:
1. There is more than one gong fragment in each small world.
2. The shou is a naturally scummy great beauty and a heartthrob, and he fakes his death to escape each small world.
3. Slightly melodramatic, with a little forced love, lots of descriptions of beauty, and displays of weakness.
4. Those with two bars (love points + heartache points) are gong fragments, those with one bar are gong slivers, and those with no bars are cannon fodder gongs. All are virgins.
5. To maintain a friendly atmosphere in the comments, I'll delete any comments I see that stir up fights.
Chapter 2: Face Blindness (2)
Pei Guangji was in a terrible mood.
He thought the Sixth District had put a fool in charge.
The Sixth District lay on the coast in the mid-latitudes, with convenient transportation, and was the central hub of the Thirteenth District.
For the Pei Corporation, which controlled the Shennong Pharmaceutical Company, the Sixth District had the best transportation and factory-building conditions, even though its urban development was almost a complete mess, the underground organization Black Snake was locked in a standoff with the district government, and violence and poverty could be found on every street and alley.
But the Sixth District was home to the greatest number of the Shennong Company's pharmaceutical factories, which generated enormous wealth for the Pei Corporation every day.
Any bottle of gene-enhancement drug produced by those factories could fetch a price as high as several years' wages for an ordinary person at a black-market auction.
A bullet grazed the side of the person in charge's gleaming leather shoe and lodged in the floor.
As was inevitable with the light weapon, pale bluish-white smoke produced by the high temperature and pressure drifted from the revolver's muzzle.
Pei Guangji tossed the pistol to a bodyguard accompanying him behind him.
He sat down on the sofa and leaned lazily against the backrest.
His dark phoenix eyes fixed on the person in charge, who was shaking like a leaf.
His voice was low, hoarse, and measured, with a chill like the depths of winter. "Creating a false accident and fabricating a factory fire—what were you thinking?"
Pei Guangji continued in a quiet voice, "In other words, who put you up to it?"
The Pei Corporation had never shown mercy to dissidents or traitors.
The person in charge felt a boom in his head, and cold sweat poured down him, soaking his respectable suit. His knees could no longer support him, and he fell heavily to the floor.
"Eldest Young Master, I—I had the Pei Corporation's best interests at heart!" The person in charge shuffled forward on his knees, but just as he was about to reach Pei Guangji, a bodyguard in black fired a shot, stopping him.
The person in charge's heart was nearly jumping out of his chest, and he wished he could cut it open to show his loyalty. "Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master! I was thinking, the price of the F-series drugs has been falling steadily lately. If we could spread a false report of a factory accident, everyone would think production had been cut, and we could raise the drug prices in the Sixth District!"
Pei Guangji gave a cold sneer, then returned to his usual expressionless state.
The person in charge's heart had already gone half cold when he heard Pei Guangji say coldly, "The G-series drugs are entering the market next month, and production of the F-series will soon stop. Did you think the price was falling on its own?"
The Shennong Company was merely seizing the last opportunity to unload the surplus stock accumulated in its warehouses.
The general public might not know, but as the person in charge of the district, he was actually unaware of the news about the G-series drugs as well.
Aside from the fact that the person in charge was unbelievably stupid, there was another possibility: he was merely a disposable pawn recently pushed into the position to take the fall, and had never had access to the Shennong Company's inner core.
Pei Guangji spoke. "What are you kneeling on the floor for? Do you want me to invite you to sit down?"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Believing he had been let off, the person in charge sat down trembling on the sofa opposite him.
Everyone knew that the Pei Corporation's old master was thinking of stepping down and that Pei Guangji was the undisputed heir. This was his first inspection of the Sixth District since he began taking over work this year.
The person in charge had originally thought this was a tremendous opportunity to make himself known to Pei Guangji.
Who would have thought that his clever little scheme a week ago would make him fall so hard now?
He had already planned all sorts of activities to welcome the Pei family's eldest young master.
The person in charge asked his assistant beside him, "Where's the person Black Snake arranged?"
Black Snake was an underground organization in the Sixth District. Its gambling industry was thriving, and even the black market was largely under its control.
Black Snake's boss had promised to find a suitable person to serve the Pei family's eldest young master.
As the young master of a wealthy family, he had surely seen all kinds of male and female Omegas around him, but he probably had yet to see a beauty produced by a chaotic place like the Sixth District.
The person in charge continued his supposedly clever speculation.
The door to the private room creaked softly.
Someone was pushed inside, his footsteps unsteady.
The door closed mercilessly behind him.
Xin Hexue smelled a mixture of unburned particles, gun oil, and metal shavings in the air.
Someone in the tea and relaxation area inside the room called out, "Hurry up and come over! Don't keep the eldest young master waiting."
Xin Hexue glanced over, then lowered his eyes.
The drug had dulled his reactions somewhat, and the face blindness his body had acquired upon entering the small world meant he could only distinguish people by their clothes and the situation.
The person in charge had not checked Black Snake's selection with its boss, so he did not know whom Black Snake had found.
Not until the young man walked out of the dim passage and into the light of the ceiling lamp inside.
He was so beautiful.
His skin was a cool white, and his thin eyelids were tinged a faint red, as though someone had rubbed the corners of his eyes intimately with their fingertips.
His jet-black lashes cast faint shadows under the light.
He looked like a handful of fresh snow under the moonlight, a vision of disorienting beauty.
The person in charge began to wonder whether someone like this truly existed in the Sixth District, or whether he had been frightened so badly that he was seeing things.
Pei Guangji knitted his brows tightly, his gaze dark as it swept over the person in charge opposite him. He immediately understood what the man intended.
He truly was unbelievably stupid.
Pei Guangji was severely fastidious about cleanliness, and no one had ever dared send people to him.
As soon as he arrived in the Sixth District, this fool could not wait to send all sorts of people his way.
He cast a glance over, and the bodyguard in black standing opposite immediately understood. In the shadows away from the light, the bodyguard pressed the muzzle of his gun against the person in charge's back.
The person in charge went rigid with tension, cold sweat streaming down him. He did not dare move a muscle. "Eldest Young Master, wh-what does this mean?"