Chapter 1: The Vicious Fake Rich Young Master · 1

“Su Wenyu! I’m talking to you! What are you spacing out for?”

When Su Wenyu came back to his senses, the middle-aged man before him slammed the table angrily with a deafening ‘Bang!’, startling him badly.

At the same time, a mechanical voice echoed in Su Wenyu’s mind:

【Small World binding successful. Plot and character settings have been sent.】

【Hello, Host. System Number 520 is wholeheartedly at your service.】

Su Wenyu immediately blanked. Like a movie playing, a set of plot memories that didn’t belong to him flooded his mind. The overload of memories even caused a sharp pain in his head, making his face pale considerably.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately softened his voice: “Look at you. I just said a few words, and you act all wronged again?”

“When Zhou Xu comes later, don’t be like this. Be warm and happy. After all, from now on, we’re all family.

“You must get along well, alright?”

Su Wenyu couldn’t quite hear what the middle-aged man was saying, but he endured the headache and nodded obediently.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man’s expression eased somewhat. Looking at Su Wenyu’s pale face, he stood and ruffled his hair, saying gently: “Don’t worry. In my heart, you will always be my son.”

Su Wenyu wasn’t used to being so close to others and instinctively dodged, whispering: “I’m sorry, I feel a bit unwell. I’d like to go to the bathroom.”

The man withdrew his hand and glanced at him: “Alright, go ahead. Remember what I said.”

Su Wenyu managed a faint smile in return and stood up, leaving this room with its strange atmosphere.

Everything outside the room felt completely alien to Su Wenyu.

This wasn’t the sanatorium from his memory.

But luckily, the bathroom wasn’t far from the study. Su Wenyu followed the corridor and found it quickly.

Once inside the bathroom, Su Wenyu immediately locked the door, rushed to the sink, splashed cold water on his face, and rubbed his throbbing temples.

The implanted memories were completely foreign, as if his brain was playing a life filled with someone else’s joys, angers, and sorrows.

After all the memories had loaded at an accelerated speed, the pain in Su Wenyu’s brain finally eased. It was at this moment he remembered what had happened.

He had transmigrated.

Today was originally Su Wenyu’s twentieth birthday in his own world, something he’d spent in the sanatorium as always.

Watching the clock hands tick past midnight, Su Wenyu was very happy. Doctors had once judged him lucky just to reach adulthood, but he was even luckier to have lived to twenty.

Su Wenyu felt this was a moment worth celebrating. He dodged the caretaker resting in the next room, skillfully evaded the surveillance cameras, and secretly took a packaged small bread roll and a candle to the Glass Greenhouse behind the mountain.

Su Wenyu didn’t have birthday candles and had to use a white candle secretly taken from the sanatorium.

Perhaps it was karma for stealing the sanatorium’s candle, or maybe lighting a white candle for his own birthday was simply too inauspicious. The moment the candle was lit inside the Glass Greenhouse, the rare illness that had tormented Su Wenyu for twenty years struck.

The candlelight flickered and died. The small bread roll acting as a birthday cake fell to the ground.

The instant he lost consciousness, Su Wenyu only felt regret.

He had finally lived to this day and hadn’t even had the chance to celebrate a complete birthday.

At that moment, a strange mechanical voice rang in his mind, asking him: [Do you want to die?]

Su Wenyu: ?

What rude phrasing.

Su Wenyu thought he was hallucinating before death, but he still answered seriously: “No.”

If anything, from the moment Su Wenyu learned he had an incurable rare disease, there hadn’t been a single moment he didn’t wish he could live.

The doctor’s verdict that he’d live to adulthood at most hung over him and his family like a curse. After eighteen, it felt as if every day, every second, the possibility of death from the rare disease was looming.

So when the voice—hallucination or whatever it was—asked if he wanted to die, Su Wenyu instinctively repeated: “I don’t want to die.”

Only when death truly arrived did he realize he wanted to live more than ever.

After hearing Su Wenyu’s answer, the strange voice transmitted a burst of static, then said: [Desire to live meets the standard. The Main System sends a binding request to you. Accepting will temporarily preserve your life signs. Do you accept?]

Su Wenyu only understood the part about “preserving his life signs.” Meant he didn’t have to die?

Su Wenyu felt a little more spirited then. Hallucination or not, if there was even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of survival, he would agree immediately: “I accept.”

And so, Su Wenyu fuzzily bound with the System and received a thousand-word System user manual.

It was only when the System prompted [Main System binding successful] and he looked at the user manual that he belatedly realized what had happened.

It was similar to the System binding setup in many Quick Transmigration novels. The only difference was that Su Wenyu had bound with a Villain System.

As long as he maintained the Villain character setting and completed basic villain tasks, he could earn corresponding Points and exchange them for extended life in the real world.

Su Wenyu had only a vague understanding. The System didn’t give him much time to think, either. After confirming Su Wenyu had read the user manual, it directly assigned him a mission.

[Considering this is your first mission, the first world’s setting is a modern one. A dedicated personal System will be assigned to follow you. Wishing you all the best.]

Thus, when Su Wenyu opened his eyes, he was in this unfamiliar place.

Su Wenyu slowly pressed his hand over his heart, feeling the power of its steady beat.

“520?” Su Wenyu called out softly.

A mechanical voice immediately sounded in his mind: [I’m here.]

A warm, soft smile instantly blossomed on Su Wenyu’s face. It was real.

The memories just crammed into his mind were those of this world’s “Su Wenyu.” A life entirely different from his own. He had been “reborn.”

Su Wenyu looked at himself in the mirror. Black hair, black eyes, a somewhat pale complexion. Raven-feather-like long lashes fluttered slightly as he examined himself.

His body, overly slender from illness, looked very fragile. Only his lips, tinged with a faint pink, kept him from looking like he might faint at any moment.

Appearance completely identical to his real self.

520 explained: [For ease of adaptation, your physical data in each world will match that of your original world.]

Su Wenyu blinked, leaning close to the mirror for a careful inspection.

Indeed, identical. Even the location of a tiny red mole he’d had since birth on his right ear was exactly the same.

Su Wenyu marveled at the magic of this System data and was also very happy his body matched his own. If he were in an unfamiliar body, he might not even dare look in the mirror.

“So… do I still have my illness here?” Su Wenyu asked softly.

Since the physical data matched his real world, had the illness been copied over too?

[Don’t worry. Here, you are healthy.] Sensing his unease, 520 reassured him. [A healthy body helps you complete missions in this world better.]

Su Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, his heart settling down, and became even happier.

Even if his real-world self was barely maintaining life signs, having a healthy body and the freedom to move without restriction here brought him genuine joy.

He admired his “reborn” self in the mirror for a while, then mentally reviewed the new identity crammed into his mind.

This world’s “Su Wenyu” was the young master of the Su Family, the richest family in S City. After sixteen years of smooth sailing in the Su Family, it was discovered he wasn’t their biological child. The Real Young Master was someone else.

Then, the Su Family searched the entire internet for their real son, and the fact that “Su Wenyu” was a Fake Young Master was exposed. The internet erupted with schadenfreude. In “Su Wenyu’s” eyes, it was pure mockery, and his personality gradually twisted under the gazes of those around him.

Until today, the day the Real Young Master officially came home. “Su Wenyu” felt emotional and didn’t want to welcome him, so his father, Su Duanhong, called him to the study for a talk.

“So that man just now was Dad.” Su Wenyu realized.

No wonder that middle-aged man had touched his head and said he’d always be his son. He’d had a headache at the time and hadn’t thought much of it, but now he understood.

“So my mission is to bully the Real Young Master?” Su Wenyu asked.

520 thought about it. Interpreting it that way was fine, so it said: [Yes.]

Su Wenyu was slightly troubled and asked: “What happens if I can’t complete the mission?”

520 answered: [Electric Shock Punishment will be administered, and corresponding Points deducted. If Points are insufficient for deduction, the mission in this world is immediately judged a failure.]

[If you have Points saved from previous Small Worlds, you can still survive and proceed to the next world’s mission. But this is your first world. If your Points hit zero, you’ll be returned to reality directly.]

Simply put, Su Wenyu would die.

[Host’s current Points are zero. Please strive to complete missions to avoid punishment.]

[Electric shocks are very painful. If you aren’t good at doing bad things, I can teach you.]

520’s mechanical voice was full of confidence when it said the last sentence.

As a System stuffed with data on villain plots, 520 firmly believed there was no one it couldn’t teach to be bad.

Su Wenyu was a bit surprised: “You’ll teach me?”

[Yes. For example, right now: sow discord in your parents’ relationship.]

[Your mother still loves you very much. You just need to go crying to her, saying Dad scolded you.] 520 looked at his pure, pretty face. It felt such an innocent face would be very convincing when crying and lying. [Remember to rub your eyes red.]

Su Wenyu blinked and obediently nodded: “I’ll try.”

520 was satisfied with the Host’s cooperation: [Wishing you success.]

So, Su Wenyu brewed his emotions in front of the mirror for a moment, then, under 520’s guidance, found his mother, Shi Pei. She was in the living room, somewhat restless, anxiously awaiting the Real Young Master’s arrival.

Hearing footsteps, Shi Pei turned and, seeing it was him, immediately reined in her emotions and asked gently: “Finished talking with your dad?”

Su Wenyu bit his lip, didn’t answer, just suddenly reddened at the eyes.

Shi Pei immediately frowned, asking with heartache: “What’s wrong? Did your dad scold you?”

At this, tears welled up instantly in Su Wenyu’s eyes, rimming his thin eyelids and slightly upturned eye corners red. He then turned his face away as if trying to hide it from her.

He didn’t say anything, but Shi Pei understood everything.

“That old thing Su Duanhong! I told him not to scold you! You wait, Mom will go scold him right back!!”

Saying this, Shi Pei charged upstairs in her high heels with a ‘click-clack’ sound.

A short while later, the sound of an argument drifted down from upstairs.

Su Wenyu took a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, quickly regaining his composure, and asked 520 with a hint of anticipation: “Was that okay?”

520 was utterly dumbfounded and amazed beyond words.

That was way more than just okay.

[The Villain System was tailor-made for you!]

He’s just too talented!!

Author’s Note:

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Lin Yiyan, created as an Emotional Companion Doll, died in an accident and bound with a Cannon Fodder System thanks to his beautiful looks.

You are the most beautiful Cannon Fodder. You are pampered, fragile, foolish…

Just how do you complete missions?

Lin Yiyan transmigrated into a novel.

His eldest brother is a paranoid CEO with the stomach ailment common in novels.

His second brother is a scheming doctor with the mysophobia common in novels.

His childhood friend is a yandere top celebrity with both stomach problems and mysophobia, possessive and a pervert.

Lin Yiyan has to complete cannon fodder missions. Unfortunately, the doll’s body is delicate and easily injured.

After a few missions, he feels ready to break.

Childhood friend can’t stand it anymore: Alright, what else do you want to do? I’ll cooperate.

—

The mission of the day was to drug the childhood friend so he couldn’t attend the awards ceremony.

Diligently, Lin Yiyan grabbed a handful of sleeping pills, put them into a cup right in front of his childhood friend, and dissolved them in hot water.

The childhood friend was silent for a moment, then asked: An aphrodisiac?

Lin Yiyan was confused, not knowing what an aphrodisiac was, and kindly explained: Sleeping pills. Drink up.

The childhood friend felt he might die drinking that amount, so he negotiated with Lin Yiyan: Let’s switch the drug.

The innocent Lin Yiyan was very accommodating: Alright.

The childhood friend took the medicine in front of him, then took off his clothes, ready to pounce: Okay, come on.

Lin Yiyan’s eyes widened: What medicine did you take?

The childhood friend smirked: An aphrodisiac.

Lin Yiyan: ?

The wife looks troubled today, let’s take an aphrodisiac to help him.

Daily group-pampering slow-burn sweet story, not much entertainment industry content (probably).

CP is the childhood friend, She Yu.

Double C, body and soul only.