The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Chapter 1

On a rugged mountain road, accompanied by the thunderous roar of a car engine, the latest model of a bright red, stylish sports car emerged from a curve. Following closely behind, a black business car relentlessly pursued at an oddly fast pace. Clearly, a life-and-death race was unfolding in this place.

As the red sports car approached the mountaintop, the curves became sharper, and its speed seemed to falter. The business car, quick-witted, accelerated as they entered another bend.

"Boom!"

A loud crash echoed as the two cars collided, with the red sports car powerless, plummeting off the cliff. Simultaneously, the business car, hanging precariously in mid-air, teetered dangerously.

Just as the business car was about to fall, its door abruptly swung open halfway, and a figure swiftly leaped out, rolling on the ground before standing firmly.

With a crisp sound, the business car finally lost balance, tumbling down the mountain cliff.

It was an expressionless black-clad youth. He surveyed the roaring flames below the cliff and spoke in a cold tone, "So, this is the pure campus love story you mentioned?"

"Yes, host. You've arrived at the plot's starting point, just as the antagonist pushes the protagonist's car off the cliff," a voice echoed in his mind.

"Will the male lead lose his memory?" The youth rubbed his slightly aching forehead.

"No memory loss, host. The male lead will wake up in thirty minutes," replied the voice.

This was Ling Chunan's first mission, as 098 had explained—an adolescent love story set in a youth campus. The male lead, a handsome and wealthy heir, and the female lead, a charming neighbor, followed the typical Cinderella narrative. Interwoven were the gentle and caring supporting male character, the villain with nefarious intentions, and the parents who intervened. Ultimately, the two leads found happiness together.

Having received the plot, Ling Chunan raised an eyebrow. "So, I'm the antagonist with no redemption in the end. How does one succeed in a comeback?"

098's voice brightened, "Because it's your first mission, host, success only requires you to survive until the end of the plot."

"Got it." Ling Chunan nodded. "I remember that at the beginning of this plot, the male lead and the antagonist don't know each other?" The antagonist irrationally bore a grudge against the male lead due to dissatisfaction with his car's color, leading to a deep-seated hatred.

An interesting antagonist indeed, Ling Chunan thought with a hint of amusement on his face.

In his past life, Ling Chunan had debuted as a child star and, with unmatched looks and exceptional acting skills, secured the title of the nation's most prestigious actor at the age of twenty. His career was flourishing, and he had planned to retire from the entertainment industry at thirty, finding a true love to spend his life with. However, on the day of his celebration for winning the Best Actor award, someone threw sulfuric acid on him.

A successful and handsome man from humble origins, he had a thriving company and shouldn't have acted impulsively. But before Ling Chunan could comprehend the situation, he found himself imprisoned by his own agent, claiming he had become ugly and tarnished the agent's love.

Without water or food, Ling Chunan survived in the dark room for two whole months before his demise. Yet, he didn't die of starvation; he chose to bite himself to death. Trained in the art of acting, he knew the precise locations to inflict lethal wounds with a knife. He also knew where to cut without feeling pain.

So, piece by piece, he consumed himself. By the end, he had devoured all the edible parts of his own flesh, leaving only his right hand, still intact, holding a fresh kidney.

Unsure how people would react to his appearance in death, Ling Chunan felt a tinge of regret about the uneaten meat. Little did he know he had an unusable kidney.

Now, looking at his whole and healthy body, Ling Chunan couldn't resist lifting his arm.

"Host, the male lead will wake up in twenty-five minutes."

With a hint of regret, Ling Chunan lowered his arm, looking somewhat dejected. "I want to eat meat."

"..." 098 remained silent.

When 098 pulled Ling Chunan into the system space, it saw his soul form. Ling Chunan's appearance was impeccable, and his curiosity about the unknown made him seem harmless. 098, an experienced system, was highly satisfied with this obedient and beautiful host, immediately binding with him.

Yet, in the next moment after the binding, this docile host's facade was completely torn apart. The rapid transformation left 098 bewildered.

The previous host liked cats, so 098 had appeared to Ling Chunan in the form of a black cat. It sat on the only stone platform in the center of the system space, exuding an air of nobility and mystery, expecting to be admired.

However, this host reached out, grabbed the cat, and bit its neck without hesitation.

As a system without flesh and blood, 098 was created as a form of simulated energy. Still, the sharp teeth biting into it caused a sensation. Ling Chunan's bite opened up the energy layer, letting the energy leak. It flowed into Ling Chunan's body through his mouth, almost causing 098 to collapse. The energy that the previous host had labored to accumulate across many worlds was sucked away by Ling Chunan in an instant.

The current host was evidently displeased.

"Why is there no meat?"

Later, 098 deliberately investigated Ling Chunan's history in his world and deeply regretted binding with this host. It was too terrifying that even energy could be consumed like delicious meat. To avoid being bitten again, 098, for the first time, didn't consult the host's opinion and turned into a white mist, sneaking into Ling Chunan's body.

However, the events from earlier evidently left a shadow, so when it heard the words "I want to eat meat," 098 instinctively felt a bit afraid. It couldn't help but think that if it hadn't stopped Ling Chunan earlier, he might have bitten himself. The first story hadn't even begun, and if the host had already nibbled on himself, how would that be acceptable?

Unaware of the system's thoughts, Ling Chunan stood at the edge of the cliff, gestured the height, assessed the slope, and then leaped!

098 was almost scared into a heart attack by its host. Their mission was to survive until the end of the plot, not to die before it even started!

However, 098 quickly realized it had been overly anxious. Ling Chunan was quite skilled at finding angles. Even rolling down directly from the mountain, he managed to avoid any sharp rocks or objects that could cause significant harm to his body.

When Ling Chunan finally lay at the foot of the mountain next to the male lead, he appeared disheveled. His exposed skin was bruised, with small cuts on his face. The most severe injury was a four to five-centimeter long, almost one-centimeter deep gash on his left wrist. Although it didn't hit an artery, the deep wound caused fresh blood to flow continuously.

"Host, based on your blood flow rate, you will succumb to excessive blood loss in two hours. If you die before the mission is complete, you will be directly eliminated," 098's voice was indifferent.

"Understood." Ling Chunan replied, taking a deep sniff of the fresh, bloody air. It smelled so good – the taste of blood in this body.

Suppressing the urge, Ling Chunan glanced at the male lead lying beside him. One had to admit, as the central figure of this world, the male lead was exceptionally handsome. Though not as much as Ling Chunan himself, he was undeniably charming. Even in this battered state, he still had the kind of attractiveness that made people irresistibly want to... take a bite.

So, Ling Chunan peeled off the male lead's clothes, found a good spot, and bit down.

The nauseating taste of rusty iron in his mouth made Ling Chunan frown. He retched twice, tears welled up in his eyes, but he ignored them. Instead, he stared at the wound on the male lead's body, wondering why it didn't taste the same as his own.

Just as Ling Chunan was about to confirm again, the male lead, pinned beneath him, let out a faint cry of pain.

"Host, the male lead is awake," 098 was about to remind when it saw Ling Chunan's body go limp, fainting directly into the male lead's arms.

"..."

Qin Haoyuan felt extremely unlucky today. Just as he left the villa, a car blocked his way at the intersection. The business car seemed to harbor great malice towards him, rushing at full speed. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been hit at the bottom of the mountain.

However, the driver's skills were exceptional. With just a business car, he managed to knock him down the mountain. When he climbed out of the car, he saw the same fate befall the pursuing business car.

Regaining consciousness, Qin Haoyuan took a sharp breath. His entire body felt as if it had been run over by a car, and before he could figure out the situation, he suddenly noticed there was someone lying on top of him.

It was a slender black-clad youth. From his angle, Qin Haoyuan could see the exquisitely beautiful side of his face – thin eyebrows, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, slightly pale and lovely lips. There were a few small scratches on his face, and the most severe wound was a four to five-centimeter-long cut on his left wrist, almost a centimeter deep. Although it didn't hit an artery, fresh blood was still flowing out steadily.

Qin Haoyuan felt a bit panicked, extending his hand to check the youth's breath. He sighed in relief when he found out the youth had only fainted.

The youth had many bruises, traces of leaves and grass on his body, indicating he likely fell from the mountain. Maybe he fell from the business car that was chasing him.

Qin Haoyuan touched the still-wet tears on the youth's face, and the smooth touch made his heart tremble slightly. This youth might have been kidnapped by the people in the business car, and then they tried to abduct him, leading to the youth's fortuitous appearance here.

When Ling Chunan "woke up" with a leisurely demeanor, the male lead, with a rich imagination, had already completed all the mental images. He even thoughtfully bandaged his hand wounds. Seeing him awake, the renowned icy male lead revealed a smile that could be called gentle, "You're awake."

"Congratulations, host. Reversal value +40%, current reversal value 40%."

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