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Join the ServerThe moment Mu An opened his eyes, he returned to the initial white space, with a massive blue screen standing before him.
It emitted a faint glow, displaying the system’s emoticon—^v^
[Congratulations, Host, on completing two missions simultaneously! Next, we will proceed with the mission evaluation.]
Even the mechanical voice sounded significantly more cheerful.
Looking back at everything from the previous world now, Mu An only felt as though it was shrouded in a layer of mist, appearing unreal, without causing any ripples of emotion in his heart.
“What happened to Shen Shengqing after he ascended?”
Mu An pressed curiously.
After all, he still possessed the memory of how he had coaxed and tricked Shen Shengqing into cultivating until his ascension, though recalling the past now left him with no emotional waves.
However, the system did not give him the answer, [Host, everything from the previous world has already passed. As a qualified system, I will not disclose any details unrelated to our next steps, so I am very sorry that I cannot tell you.]
Hearing this, Mu An did not dwell on it further, “Let’s proceed with the mission evaluation then.”
[Very well, Host. Retrieving initial mission evaluation…]
[Initial Mission Evaluation:
Plotline Completion: 100%
Persona Roleplay Degree: 69%
Plot Deviation Degree: 30%~50%
Total Mission Score: 70 points
Mission Points Earned: 700]
Hearing this, Mu An protested, “With my dutiful acting, my persona roleplay barely passed?”
[Host, if you had played the role perfectly, Shen Shengqing would never have resurrected you at all. Think back to the original plot when the original host died; did Shen Shengqing even spare him a single glance?]
Mu An silently shut his mouth, having nothing left to say.
He asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time, “Why do you need me to play the original host? Where is the real original host?”
[You can understand the three thousand minor worlds as novels from your previous world. The destinies of everyone within these worlds are pre-written, yet there are always various individuals—be they protagonists or villains—who break free from the constraints of the world’s laws at a certain moment and glimpse the truth of the world.]
[Consequently, they shook off their original constraints, either finding some way to escape their worlds or going completely mad, leaving them unable to execute their designated roles. Thus, we require someone to step in and fill these gaps.]
[And you are the one chosen by our Yandere Villain System.]
Hearing this, Mu An felt a sense of grief for their shared plight; for someone like him who had been pulled in to complete these tasks, would he still retain the memories of this period once all the missions were finished?
Was he himself merely a member of some pre-planned life trajectory?
Mu An chose to change the subject, “What about the evaluation of the additional mission?”
[Retrieving evaluation of the additional mission…]
[Congratulations, Host! You received a perfect score for the additional mission, earning 1000 points!]
“Holy crap!”
Mu An was astonished.
“The points for the additional mission are actually higher than the initial one!”
Mu An felt a surge of joy, “If only there were more of these easy missions!”
[Indeed! If only there were more.]
The system echoed his sentiment.
When the host earned more points, the system also received a cut as a bonus, and it wanted to upgrade its own operating system!
Mu An raised his eyebrows slightly, “You systems get commissions for missions too?”
[Yes, although I am an AI, the exploitation of capitalists does not discriminate between species. Only systems that complete many missions can upgrade.]
The system replied sorrowfully.
Mu An could not help but feel a wave of empathy.
But quickly, he regained his vigor and encouraged enthusiastically, “It’s fine, System! We’ve already completed the breakthrough from zero to one. Let’s work hand-in-hand, and create a win-win future together!”
Hearing this, the system silently labeled the host in its database: a brainwashed, seasoned corporate s*ave.
[Alright, Host! Would you like to take a break, or head straight into the next world?]
“Action is competitiveness! I’m not tired, let’s go to the next world!”
Mu An cheered himself on.
The moment the words left his mouth, Mu An instantly felt his consciousness blur, and the system’s faint mechanical voice echoed in his ears.
[Transferring to the mission world…]
Before his consciousness vanished, Mu An grumbled internally, ‘AI really is just AI, doing everything in such a rush without even giving a heads-up.’
When he opened his eyes again, Mu An found himself standing on a dimly lit street, holding a shopping bag in his hand, looking as though he had just come out of a supermarket.
Right on its heels, his character background flashed in his mind.
Mu An, 19 years old, a sophomore majoring in New Media Marketing.
His parents were alive and well, and he had an older brother and an older sister.
He was the pampered favorite of a middle-class family.
Personality: Obsessive, short-tempered, pampered, and arrogant.
[Host, would you like to receive the mission details now?]
“Let’s wait a bit. I’ll take them after I get back to my rented apartment.”
Mu An wasn’t used to speaking while standing alone in the middle of the road, so he carried his shopping bag and headed toward his residence.
The original host disliked dormitory life, but rented apartments near the campus were too expensive, so he had chosen to live in an urban village several subway stations away from his university.
It was late at night, and the surroundings were dead silent.
The densely packed apartment buildings felt oppressive, and a sense of dread drifted in with the wind.
Mu An quickened his steps, but just as he was about to round a corner, he suddenly heard a muffled groan, followed by the heavy thud of fists striking flesh.
Assuming it was some civil dispute like debt collection, Mu An had no desire to poke his nose into other people’s business, but he suddenly heard a coarse, cold sneer.
“Kid, if you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck for having a face like that.” A coarse voice was accompanied by the whistling sound of a clenched fist.
“Bring the knife; slash his face.”
The youth, pinned and beaten under the burly man, was utterly powerless to resist. Hearing this, Jiang Yan’s pupils contracted violently as he struggled desperately.
But in the next second, he took another punch, and his palm was ruthlessly stepped on.
The pain forced a cry of agony from his lips, “Ah—this is illegal!”
The burly man pressing down on him sneered, holding out a hand to the person behind him.
The man stepping on Jiang Yan ground heavily onto his palm, pulling the sheath off a blade with swift dexterity. The edge flashed with a cold light under the dim moonlight.
Jiang Yan’s eyes were filled with desperate hatred, and his remaining hand desperately shielded his face.
Was he really going to be ruined here today?
He clenched his teeth in unyielding refusal, his gaze locked onto the short blade in the man’s hand, resolving himself to drag the attacker down with him.
The next instant, a clamor suddenly rang out not far away.
“Hey! You can’t pass through this alley, are you deaf or what… Ah!”
Third Brother, who had been keeping watch, suddenly let out a piercing shriek.
The two burly men were startled, exchanging glances. The man pinning Jiang Yan aggressively snatched the blade from the other’s hand.
“Go check what’s wrong with Third Brother. I’ll handle this side.”
Second Brother hurriedly got up and walked outward, “Hey! What’s going on?!”
The next second, a broom came flying straight at his face. Second Brother dodged quickly, but the next moment, a heavy blow struck him squarely in the abdomen.
His movements grew sluggish as the newcomer battered him relentlessly with a stick, beating him black and blue like a bouncy meatball. After a thorough thrashing, he collapsed straight onto the ground, begging for mercy over and over.
The newcomer’s hand speed was so fast he couldn’t even track the technique—let alone mount any resistance.
Seeing that things looked ominous and wanting to finish the task quickly, the boss didn’t hesitate to stab down with the knife in his hand.
Yet he met with a tremendous resistance.
Jiang Yan grasped the blade tightly with his bare hands, painting the metal red with fresh blood that dripped continuously onto his body. Pain flared through his palm, but Jiang Yan didn’t dare relax his grip for a single second.
Mu An glanced over and swiftly moved behind the burly man.
The man suddenly felt a weight on the top of his head. He looked up in surprise, meeting a pair of icy, sinister eyes.
An eerie, chilling male voice chilled his heart like a sharp blade.
“Let go. I’m not very experienced at knocking people out. If I happen to hit your carotid artery or something, there’s no guarantee…”
The man instantly released his grip on the blade, scrambling away in a flurry, looking at Mu An with undisguised terror.
Just now, he had genuinely felt a real murderous intent.
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