The Great Villain System

PS: Due to certain reasons, all characters related to the original work have been obscured or renamed. This is not an intentional error by the author; please understand.

Inside the dilapidated shack, a dim lamp emitted a hazy glow, barely revealing a small, thin figure curled up beside the table.

Su Xin'er carefully held half a piece of moldy steamed bun, swallowing her saliva repeatedly.

"No! I can't eat this; it must be saved for Brother."

Su Xin'er suppressed the hunger in her belly and placed the bun back into the bowl.

Looking at the young boy lying on the worn-out bed, Su Xin'er's eyes immediately turned red.

"Wuwuwu! Brother, you must wake up. Xin'er is so useless; I don't know how to do anything, I only know how to cry. I tried to go to the pharmacy to steal some medicine, but I was caught by the old shopkeeper, and even the bracelet Mother left us was snatched away."

After crying for a while, Xin'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and calmed herself down.

Her small body climbed onto the rice jar to count the remaining grains; there were only a few dozen left.

Carefully counting out thirty grains of rice, Xin'er began to light a fire to cook.

Although she was only seven years old, the children of the poor learn to manage early; she had already learned these chores by the age of five.

The damp firewood smoked her originally fair and tender face until it was pitch black. After a great deal of effort, she finally managed to boil a bowl of rice water that could hardly be called porridge.

Slurping the rice water in small sips, Su Xin'er's eyes reddened again. Large tears slid into the rice water, which she then swallowed.

At this moment, the boy who had been lying on the bed suddenly moved. Su Xin'er threw the rice water in her hand to the ground in surprise and threw herself into the boy's arms, sobbing loudly.

"Wuwuwu! Brother, you're finally awake! Xin'er was so scared. Mother is gone, Father is gone, and Xin'er was so afraid that you would leave too!"

Su Xin slowly opened his eyes, his memories still lingering in his previous life.

In his past life, he was a middle-level manager at a machinery manufacturing company. While not exactly wealthy, he earned an annual salary of over one hundred thousand, managed hundreds of people, and at under thirty years old, he was considered young and promising.

During a trip to the mountains, the bus he was riding was hijacked by three thugs. Those men didn't just want money; they even intended to assault a beautiful female passenger.

Out of more than thirty people on the bus, only Su Xin stood up to stop them, but the result was that he was beaten to death by the three thugs!

The thirty-plus passengers watched him die with blank expressions; not a single person stood up to intervene, including the woman he had just saved.

In Su Xin's final memories, his blood gradually turned cold, and his heart turned even colder.

Looking at Su Xin'er in his arms, Su Xin's icy heart gradually began to warm.

In truth, he had regained consciousness three days ago, but he had spent this time familiarizing himself with the memories of this life and was unable to control his body.

Yet, he could feel the meticulous care and lonely helplessness of this seven-year-old girl.

The Su Xin of this life was still named Su Xin, a low-level member of the Flying Eagle Gang, one of the Three Gangs and Four Associations in Changning Prefecture. His parents were both dead, leaving only his seven-year-old sister, Su Xin'er, to live with him.

Three days ago, during a turf war between the Flying Eagle Gang and their old rivals, the Green Bamboo Gang, he was framed by his own people and left mortally wounded by the Green Bamboo Gang's ambush, which led to Su Xin's transmigration.

Patting Su Xin'er's head and seeing that the girl who once looked like a porcelain doll had become like a little beggar over these three days, Su Xin's heart ached as if pricked by needles.

"Xin'er, be good. Brother won't leave."

Su Xin'er climbed out of his arms with red eyes, took out the half-piece of steamed bun, and handed it to Su Xin, saying proudly: "Brother, look, I saved this especially for you."

"Mm, Xin'er is such a good girl."

Su Xin patted Xin'er's head and forced himself to swallow the bun, which was as hard as wood shavings, finally regaining a bit of strength in his extremely weak body.

Seeing her brother eat the bun, Xin'er finally closed her eyes with relief and dozed off in Su Xin's arms.

For the past three days, she had barely slept while taking care of Su Xin. Now that she saw him finally awake, she could finally set her mind at ease and get some sleep.

Placing the sleeping Xin'er on the bed, Su Xin sneered coldly in his heart: In my past life, I died trying to save others; in this life, I was framed because I trusted my brothers. Is it true that the good don't live long, while the wicked live for a thousand years? If that's the case, then in this life, I will be the most ruthless and evil villain of all!

"BOOM!"

A loud noise echoed in Su Xin's mind.

"Host has met the requirements for the Great Villain System. System officially activated. Integrating... 10%, 30%, 70%, 100%. Integration successful."

Su Xin's consciousness entered a vast, white world. Everything around him was like white mist, save for a large screen standing before him, which was currently pitch black.

"Host 01 Su Xin, hello. Welcome to the Great Villain System." A voice that sounded like a robot, devoid of any emotion, rang out.

"Host 01? So I am the first person to use the Great Villain System. Why did you choose me?" Su Xin frowned, surveying his surroundings; a sense of familiarity welled up within him.

Back when he read novels in his past life, the term "system" was not unfamiliar to him.

The system replied in its emotionless voice: "There are two systems within the host. Only after meeting the requirements of one will it activate."

"And what is the other system?" Su Xin asked curiously.

"The Great Hero System."

Su Xin: "..."

"Does swearing to be a villain satisfy the requirements for the Great Villain System?"

Su Xin gave a bitter smile: "Forget it, a Great Villain it is. The good don't live long, and the wicked live for a thousand years. I was a hero in my last life, but unfortunately, it didn't end well for me."

"So, what is the use of this Great Villain System?" Su Xin asked.

The large screen in front of Su Xin suddenly lit up, displaying a lottery wheel with six options: Cultivation Techniques, One-time Consumables, Pills, Weapons, Miscellaneous Items, and Empty.

"What does all of this mean?"

The system explained: "The Great Villain System encompasses everything possessed by villainous characters across all martial arts worlds.

When drawing from the technique category, a random villain character will appear. Each character carries one or more techniques or martial skills. The host can randomly draw one to cultivate. The default initial proficiency is 5%, which can be increased through the host's own practice.

One-time consumable draws function the same way as the technique category, but these techniques do not require the host to cultivate them. They come with a default proficiency of 100%, but can only be used once.

The elixir category yields various pills, the weapon category provides various armaments, the miscellaneous category covers random items from various martial arts worlds, and 'empty' means you drew nothing.

Additionally, the host should note that all items within the Great Villain System are categorized by star ratings, ranging from half a star to five stars, totaling ten levels. Basic draws can only yield items below two and a half stars."

"Draws are ranked by level too?"

The system stated: "Draw levels are divided into Basic, Intermediate, and Advanced. Basic can only yield items below two and a half stars, and the system grants the host one Basic draw opportunity per day.

Intermediate draws can yield all items below four stars and allow the removal of one unwanted category. The host can accumulate 10 Basic draws to exchange for one Intermediate draw.

Advanced draws can yield all items above three stars and allow the host to specify a category for the draw. The host can accumulate 10 Intermediate draws to exchange for one Advanced draw."

"It takes that long to accumulate for an Advanced draw?" Su Xin frowned.

This Great Villain System was easy to understand; Su Xin grasped the key points almost immediately.

The Basic draw was pure luck; with six options, the chance of drawing nothing was not insignificant.

The Intermediate draw had a high ceiling but no guaranteed floor, meaning even with an Intermediate draw, it was possible to pull a half-star item.

Only the Advanced draw was reliable, as it had a minimum floor and allowed for category selection.

The system replied: "The host can also accumulate Villain Points through missions. 10 Villain Points can be used for one Basic draw, 100 for an Intermediate draw, and 1000 for an Advanced draw. Additionally, Villain Points can be used to purchase items in the Exchange Mall."

"Where is this Exchange Mall?"

"The Exchange Mall cannot be opened until specified missions are completed."

Su Xin asked suspiciously: "Then what are these missions?"

"Missions are generated randomly by the system; there are no clear objectives."

Su Xin suddenly had a bad premonition: "You mean?"

The system said: "It means missions depend on the system's mood."

Su Xin was speechless; this was too damn capricious!

The system stated: "Given that this is the host's first integration, the system is gifting an additional Intermediate draw. Currently, the host possesses one Basic draw and one Intermediate draw. Does the host wish to proceed with the draw?"

"Draw, of course I'm drawing. Give me the Intermediate draw first, and remove that 'empty' option."

The large screen's wheel began to spin continuously. Under Su Xin's expectant gaze, it finally landed on the technique category.

A slender young man with three scars on his face appeared on the screen, holding a sword in his left hand, his dead-gray eyes sending a chill down one's spine.

"Congratulations to the host for drawing the character Jing Wuming, including the technique manual Jing Wuming's Quick Sword. No further drawing is required. The technique is rated at two and a half stars."

"How is Jing Wuming's rating so low?" Su Xin asked in confusion.

This man was a powerhouse, the top expert of the Money Gang under Shangguan Jinhong, who had once killed the fourth-ranked Iron Sword Guo Songyang. His quick sword was peerless, eerie, and ruthless.

Yet he never expected such an expert to be rated only two and a half stars, placing him in the middle tier. What kind of existence would a five-star character be?

The system explained: "The host is mistaken about one thing. Jing Wuming was able to kill Guo Songyang because Guo Songyang was testing his sword with his own body at the time and was not using his full strength. Furthermore, Shangguan Jinhong was present, which affected Guo Songyang's focus.

Moreover, Jing Wuming's sword style carries a strong personal signature. Aside from Jing Wuming himself, no one else can cultivate it to 100% proficiency, which is why the rating is lowered by half a star.

It is just like Li Xunhuan's flying dagger; only in Li Xunhuan's hands is the Little Li Flying Dagger truly infallible. If it were anyone else, even if they obtained the technique, they could not become a second Li Xunhuan."

"Fine, I accept that. Give me the Basic draw now."

The draw wheel spun again. Perhaps it was the beginner's luck, but the Basic draw landed on the technique category once more. This time, a handsome young Taoist appeared.

"Congratulations to the host for drawing the character Yin Zhiping, including the techniques Quanzhen Sect Basic Internal Skill and the martial skill Quanzhen Sect Basic Swordplay. The technique rating is half a star. The host may choose to draw randomly or spend 5 Villain Points to make a specific selection."

Su Xin felt helpless; he never expected to draw this Yin Zhiping, who had once become the 'Dragon Knight.'

To be honest, this man hadn't committed any heinous crimes; he just played the role of a 'Dragon Knight' once and became a target for everyone to beat, hated to the point where people wanted to tear him apart. He was unlucky enough.

But for Su Xin, the most annoying part was that this guy came with two techniques. That Quanzhen Sect Basic Swordplay was useless; he already had Jing Wuming's quick sword, so what did he need that for?

The internal skill was decent, though. After all, he was currently just an ordinary person and desperately needed an internal skill to strengthen his foundation.

Although he could spend Villain Points to make a selection, Su Xin didn't have a single Villain Point to his name right now.

"Random draw it is."

"Congratulations to the host, you have successfully drawn the Quanzhen Sect Basic Internal Skill."

Su Xin was stunned. Was there really a luck halo?

With the technique and martial skill in hand, Su Xin asked: "What do I do if I want to leave now?"

The system replied: "The host only needs to think about leaving. No matter how long the host spends inside the system, it is only an instant in the outside world, so there is no need to worry about the body being left unattended."

Su Xin thought about leaving, and his consciousness returned to his body.

Looking at Su Xin'er, who was sleeping soundly beside him while sucking on her finger, Su Xin swore that he would never let this little sister suffer another grievance or endure the slightest bit of hardship again.

Leaning against Su Xin'er, Su Xin also began to doze off.

He was still very weak, but because he had practiced the Quanzhen Sect Basic Internal Skill, a faint wisp of energy was already circulating within his body.

Taoist techniques are upright and balanced; although the cultivation speed is not fast, they are well-rounded in every aspect. Even in his sleep, Su Xin could slowly recover his body.