Honkai: Star Rail: I'm a Big Villain, Starting with Wiping Out the Astral Express Crew

Honkai: Star Rail: I'm the Ultimate Villain, Wiping Out the Astral Express Crew Right From the Start

Author: Calm or Not

Synopsis: [Honkai: Star Rail] [Villain] [Simulator]

Jiang Mo transmigrated into Honkai: Star Rail, becoming an orphan in the Underworld. Fortunately, he awakened a villain simulator, and he could get rewards as long as he simulated being a villain.

To this, Jiang Mo said, being a villain is awesome!

Who can beat me before the protagonist team arrives?!

And I'm not afraid even when they do!

I'll directly wipe out the Astral Express crew. Who dares to disobey?!

So Jiang Mo began one simulation after another.

However, what he didn't know was...

The female characters in the simulations were gradually synchronizing with the memories of those simulations.

[Castorice: You are the only being who can touch death and remain immortal... yet you toyed with my heart using false tenderness. Jiang Mo, very well... When I find you, you will understand what it means to be hated by death!]

[Cipher: You actually deceived the God of Trickery, Jiang Mo, you... you big jerk!!!!]

[Firefly: Those things in the dream... Damn it, Jiang Mo, I'm definitely going to make you pay!]

[Kafka: Oh? The fate in the simulation is truly wonderful... Hehe, Jiang Mo, do you think you can escape the script? Finding you is only a matter of time.]

[Jingliu: Jiang Mo, becoming the blade in my hand that slays abominations is your only destiny.]

After the simulations ended.

A group of female characters were frantically searching for Jiang Mo.

"Jiang Mo, we will definitely find you!"

Jiang Mo, who was unaware of all this, continued to carry out the next simulation.

"Awesome! Villain simulation, awesome!"

Chapter 1: Villain Simulator Activated!

Belobog, the Underworld.

"Clang..."

A metallic trash can made a noise deep in an alley.

A thin, small figure, looking no more than five or six years old, was almost falling into the dirty iron can, with filth scattered all over the ground.

His stomach was empty and aching. Jiang Mo hadn't eaten anything decent for three full days, and he was so hungry that he was dizzy.

He could only place his last hope on the trash cans on the side of the road.

But recently, many new wanderers had come to the town, and even these resources had become scarce. The trash cans seemed to have been turned upside down by them long ago.

Just when he was about to despair, his finger touched something hard.

Jiang Mo's spirits lifted, and he hurriedly dug it out—it was a small piece of blackened, hardened bread crust, with some sticky dirt on it.

But to Jiang Mo, who was about to starve to death, this thing could save his life!

He didn't care about the dirt and immediately stuffed the bread crust into his mouth, not even willing to let go of the crumbs on his fingers that smelled of sourness.

Dry, rough, and with a strange taste...

Unfortunately, this little bit of food was like a pebble thrown into the sea.

The emptiness in his stomach didn't alleviate at all. On the contrary, because of the stimulation of this little bit of food, the hunger became even more violent.

His vision suddenly went dark. Jiang Mo shook his body and almost fell headfirst. He could only lean weakly against the wall behind him and slide down, panting softly.

"Damn it... God is unfair!"

He leaned weakly against the wall, clutching his stomach and cursing in a low voice.

"Being hit by a mud truck and transmigrating in my previous life was bad enough... Why, when I got to the Honkai: Star Rail world, did I still start in the Underworld with hell difficulty? Are you really only happy if you kill me?!"

Jiang Mo moved his sore body. The few hits he had taken earlier still stung.

This morning, he wanted to use a little skill he had learned in his previous life to get some food, but his skills were very rusty. He was caught on the spot by the snack stall owner and almost beaten to death.

Sigh, when a person is unlucky, even eating ice will get stuck in their teeth.

Just as he was thinking, the light above his head suddenly dimmed.

"Yo, isn't this the Upperworld kid who begs everywhere? What's wrong, not going to pick up trash to eat today?"

Three figures, neither big nor small, blocked the alleyway. The leader was sturdier than Jiang Mo and was the notorious troublemaker of this area, Huzi.

He was tossing a black and green thing in his hand. On closer inspection, it was a piece of moldy bread.

Huzi had an insincere smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

He was feeling upset. He had been wandering around this area for a long time today, but he hadn't scavenged anything decent.

The nerve of this kid, looking all soft and pampered like he's from uptown, yet he's out here competing with us Underworlders for scraps. A real eyesore!

Perfect chance to vent some frustration on him!

"Starved, are we? Look at the state of you." Huzi, with that thought in mind, deliberately dangled the bread under Jiang Mo's nose, then quickly snatched it away. "How about it? Tempted?"

The pungent smell of mold and sourness hit him like a brick.

But Jiang Mo's entire focus was locked on that piece of food.

Edible.

Eating it meant survival.

Jiang Mo, who'd been in a few scraps in his previous life and knew some basic moves, had his mind racing with thoughts:

Huzi is strong but unstable, his weakness is his lower body.

The skinny one on the left is fast but cowardly.

The fatty on the right is slow to react…

But none of that matters now; he barely has the strength to stand.

"Give it to me,"

Jiang Mo forced out the words.

"Hahaha! Give it to you? What do you think you are?"

Huzi burst out laughing, doubling over. "Looking like a walking corpse? Still dreaming of leaving this place? In your next life, maybe!"

"Once you're trash in the Underworld, you should just stay put in the garbage!" Skinny screeched.

"Yeah, you'll probably die on the side of the road one day. Just extra food for the rats in the sewers!" Fatty chuckled, panting.

The venomous words stung like needles.

Jiang Mo clenched his fists, his nails digging into his frozen, pale flesh. He felt a damp, cold sensation – he'd probably broken the skin.

An indescribable mix of anger and frustration welled up in his chest, burning him from the inside.

It wasn't these petty thugs he hated; they were barely better than vermin themselves.

He hated that he could only lie here like a dying dog, unable to do anything!

"Hmph! You want it, huh?" Huzi casually tossed the bread onto the ground, as if disgusted by it, then raised his foot, aiming to grind it into Jiang Mo. "Eat dirt from my shoe first, you mutt!"

The boot, stained with filth and riddled with holes, loomed larger and larger before his eyes.

No…

Could it be that after two lifetimes, he was going to die like this, crushed like a worm?

Jiang Mo suddenly looked up, summoning the last of his strength to push himself up against the wall, trying to stand.

The boot came down!

Ding! Villain Simulator successfully bound!

Newbie benefits issued: Acquired starting entry – [Rampage (Blue)]!

Entry Effect: Consumes mental energy to gain power and speed beyond your limits for a short time, and greatly increases pain resistance!

The subsequent notifications became a blur as an overwhelming heat exploded from his heart, instantly flooding his entire body!

It felt like molten iron was surging through his veins!

Jiang Mo's vision went white, and his muscles spasmed violently and uncontrollably.

Then, all the pain, cold, and weakness vanished in an instant, replaced by a manic sense of power that threatened to burst him apart!

He didn't even realize he was moving; his body had already reacted!

"Ugh-AH—!"

A suppressed, animalistic roar escaped his throat.

Huzi, about to stomp down, only saw a blur before him; the little wretch huddled in the corner had suddenly pounced!

His speed was abnormal!

"What the hell?!"

Huzi didn't have time to react; he only felt a brutal force slam into the softest part of his stomach!

Pfft—!

He felt his internal organs shift, and before he could catch his breath, his vision went black, and he collapsed like a heap of mud, without even a whimper.

The force of the impact staggered Jiang Mo; he was still adjusting to this power, and his movements were clumsy.

"Bro Huzi? W-what's wrong?!"

Skinny and Fatty were scared out of their minds.

Jiang Mo jerked his head around; the movement was stiff, but the speed was terrifying.

"You dare hit our Bro Huzi? I-I'll fight you!"

Skinny flailed his fists wildly in a panic.

Jiang Mo sidestepped the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful swing of his arm!

A sickening crack of bone echoed in the narrow alley.

Skinny's arm hung limply at an unnatural angle. He stared blankly for a second before erupting in a miserable wail:

"Aaaah! My arm! My arm!"

Fatty was utterly terrified. He scrambled to his feet, desperate to escape the alley.

Jiang Mo took a step forward, digging his heel into the ground for leverage. He shot forward like a bullet, instantly closing the distance to the mound of blubber.

Instead of using his hands, he raised his leg and slammed his heel—clad in a tattered shoe—into the back of Fatty's knee!

Fatty shrieked and collapsed to the ground.

Before he could even attempt to get up, Jiang Mo raised his other foot and brought it down on the back of Fatty's head with every ounce of strength he possessed!

Thud!

The sound was sickeningly dull, like a watermelon being smashed.

Fatty's body slumped forward, his face buried in the cold ground. He twitched a couple of times, then went still.

Blood quickly seeped from beneath his head, staining the grimy ice crimson.

The alley was eerily silent.

Only Skinny remained, cradling his broken arm and emitting broken, choked sobs of pain and terror.

Jiang Mo stood there, his chest heaving as he sucked in great gulps of air.

The surge of violent energy receded as quickly as it had come, and a wave of exhaustion washed over him, threatening to drag him under.