The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 28 (Patreon)

Chapter 28

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm late." Chu Yunge's voice was filled with guilt and tenderness as he continued to apologize.

Hearing Chu Yunge's voice, Ling Chunann nuzzled against the man's neck and sighed lightly, closing her eyes. She spoke to 098, "No."

098 was somewhat surprised, "Host?"

Ling Chunann continued, "Let's go."

"Please prepare, host. The system space will be transferred shortly."

Feeling the diminishing warmth in her arms, Chu Yunge tightened his fingers slightly, still quietly embracing Ling Chunann's body. After a while, he kissed Ling Chunann's lips as usual, "Baby, I love you."

Yang Qingya did not expect that, since their last meeting, Ling Chunann had turned into a handful of ashes. The handsome young man in the black and white photo smiled gently at the memorial.

Xiaochen was on her right, crying heartbreakingly as she looked at the photo. She couldn't believe he was gone. They had just met a few days ago, and he even mentioned visiting her home. How did he become a black and white photograph so soon?

"Hello, Miss Yang Qingya."

A deep and magnetic voice came from beside her. Yang Qingya turned her head in surprise, and in her line of sight was a face so handsome it seemed suffocating. The man had deep blue eyes, like a profound and icy sea.

"I am Anan's lover." Chu Yunge extended his hand towards the still dazed woman. "My name is Chu Yunge."

Yang Qingya didn't overlook the tenderness in the man's eyes when he mentioned Ling Chunann's name. She knew that Ling Chunann liked men, but she didn't expect him to already have a lover. She nervously shook hands with the man, "Hello."

"Anan said you're his only friend." Chu Yunge spoke again.

Hearing this, Yang Qingya turned her head to look at the photo of the gentle young man. She opened her mouth, eyes filled with pain, "Did he say that?"

Later, Chu Yunge said something, but she couldn't remember. Tears uncontrollably fell. She just wanted to cry for him, like those fans of Ling Chunann, to mourn him openly.

She, who had liked Anan for over a decade, now found out that he didn't even have a friend...

Yang Qingya finally remembered what Chu Yunge had asked her to do that day.

He said, "Four months later, please help Anan receive the award."

He also said, "I'm going to find Anan. I'm afraid of being late. He's scared."

Since then, Yang Qingya had never seen Chu Yunge again.

Four months later, Yang Qingya helped Ling Chunann receive the Best Actor award at the awards ceremony and placed it in front of his grave.

She found that there was an additional photo of a mixed-race man on Ling Chunann's tombstone. His eyes were cold and indifferent, but strangely tender.

Back in that pure white space, Ling Chunann's expression was blank.

"Congratulations, host, on completing the task. You have earned 3000 energy points. Your current energy points are 6000. The system store is open. Would you like to purchase items?"

Ling Chunann stood still for a while, his gaze gradually focusing. He didn't know if he heard 098's words or not, but after a long time, he said, "What does the system store have?"

Seeing that Ling Chunann seemed to have returned to normal, 098 was happy and quickly opened the system store. "The store has skills and items, all tailored for the task world. Host, please choose carefully. To prevent accidents and ensure task success, it is recommended to keep at least 1000 energy points."

Ling Chunann nodded and pulled down the semi-transparent screen in front of him. "Are there any combat skills?"

"Yes." 098 eagerly pointed out the area where a bunch of skill names appeared on the screen. "However, these skills need to be practiced by you."

Ling Chunann's gaze fell on a name in the upper left corner, "Sunflower Manual?"

"Host, these are martial arts skill books that match your original world. You can practice them all." 098 explained.

Ling Chunann nodded and looked somewhat pitiful, "Can't afford it."

Only then did 098 realize that its host was still a novice tasker with such a small amount of energy points. Looking at those skills that required tens of thousands of energy points at least, it felt a bit tongue-tied and guilty. Then, 098 heard itself say, "I can give you one for free."

"Really? 098, you're a good system!" Ling Chunann smiled happily. "I've decided not to complain about you this time."

By the time 098 realized what it had said, it was already too late. Moreover... the host hadn't forgotten about the complaint thing... How did it end up with such a grudge-holding host?

In the roller coaster-like mood of 098, Ling Chunann chose a skill book of moderate price, roughly over 20,000 energy points.

098 breathed a sigh of relief and quickly exchanged it for him, fearing Ling Chunann would change his mind and go for a more expensive one.

As a system, accumulating energy points was not easy.

After the exchange, 098 finally saw the name of the book—'Comprehensive Guide to Types and Techniques of Hidden Weapons'?

"Host, this is..."

Ling Chunann sighed, "As a system, you can't guarantee the safety of the host. What if I die before completing the task? I must have some skills."

...You handle a scalpel quite well.

For the next long period, Ling Chunann stayed in the system space. 098 was responsible for providing various training scenarios and hidden weapon templates. Ling Chunann expressed increasing satisfaction with the system.

Ling Chunann was a good student, and self-learning was second nature to him. He quickly mastered a thick book, and his precision with hidden weapons was frightening. Unfortunately, he lacked internal energy assistance. While his spiritual power was decent, if placed in an ordinary body, his striking power in techniques like leaf-cutting would probably be insufficient.

This left Ling Chunann somewhat disappointed.

"098, when does the next task begin?" Ling Chunann sat on the ground, flipping through a book out of boredom.

Seeing the host finally remembering the task, 098's tone became much lighter and filled with a hint of joy. "It can start anytime. Is the host ready?"

Ling Chunann replied expressionlessly, "No."

"..."

"Ha, 098, you're amusing." Ling Chunann burst into laughter.

Deciding to keep quiet, 098 had recently received a notice from above about changes in the complaint mechanism. Now, taskers could complain about the system anytime, anywhere, not just within the task space. Thinking about Ling Chunann's previous criticism of the system's irrationality, 098 shivered. It now deeply believed that someone above had a connection with its host.

Ling Chunann didn't sense 098's fear. After maintaining that posture for a while, he slowly spoke, "Let's go."

"Please note, new world deployment initiated."

Ling Chunann hadn't opened his eyes yet when he felt pain all over his body. Though this kind of pain meant little to someone with excellent pain tolerance like him, it clearly indicated his current unfavorable situation.

It was a run-down utility room, the door locked from the outside. Dust covered the floor and haphazardly placed tables and chairs. Ling Chunann lay in the midst of clutter.

His body bore bruises, evidently marks from being punched.

Tugging at his slightly painful lips, Ling Chunann licked the blood on them. Leaning against a table leg, he sat down, gazing blankly at his wrist with a small cut. After a while, he diverted his eyes and silently thought, "098, the plot."

In the system space, 098 once believed that its host's mental state had recovered. However, now it seemed not as optimistic as it had imagined. Ling Chunann was suppressing himself, which worried 098.

But the moment Ling Chunann spoke, it timely transmitted the plot.

It was a rich-family sweet pet story. The female lead, Yuan Jiayu, was the long-lost daughter of the wealthy Yuan family. She was brought back at the age of sixteen and unexpectedly fell in love with her two-year-older brother. After many twists and turns, it was revealed she wasn't the Yuan family's daughter. The real daughter, playing the role of the evil second female lead, snatched the boyfriend of the female lead and met an unfortunate end.

Ling Chunann's current identity was the younger brother of the evil second female lead, named Xiao Yuanlang. In the later part, he became a typical little tyrant. The reason for labeling him as a villain was because he almost forced the female lead into a dark alley to assault her on behalf of his sister.

But before becoming a little tyrant, he seemed to be a pitiful character.

Ling Chunann looked at his current situation and the small palm in front of him. "How old am I now?"

"Sorry, host, the time coordinates landed incorrectly. We're currently ten years before the start of the plot. You're six years old now."

"..."

"You were adopted by the Xiao family when you were seven." 098 continued, "So, you're in an orphanage now."

"...Are you saying I have to stay in this world until the plot begins to start the tasks?"

"Yes, host."

Ling Chunann stood up and walked to the door, pushing it, then pulling it. With his current tiny strength, the heavy door made only a muffled sound without moving an inch.

This utility room only had a small skylight along the edge of the roof. The setting sun streamed through, making the room somewhat bright.

Ling Chunann pursed his lips and glanced around the cramped space. After standing behind the door for a while, he extended his hand to knock, opened his mouth, but no sound came out. "098, am I mute?"

098 seemed somewhat surprised, "The plot didn't mention this condition. It only mentioned Xiao Yuanlang having mild autism during childhood."

Seems like calling for help won't work. He could only wait for someone to come and let him out. Ling Chunann turned back and sat in the middle of the room, staring at the small ventilation opening on the wall.

The sunlight gradually dimmed.

Suddenly, 098 realized that when this space darkened, it was similar to the small dark room Ling Chunann had been in before. It couldn't help but panic, "Host, host?" 

For a long time, there was no response from Ling Chunann, only his faint breathing. 098 became somewhat panicked, "Host? Are you okay?"

Blaming itself for the positioning error, 098 spun around anxiously. What if the host had another illness? It had just gotten a bit better.

At this moment, 098 heard Ling Chunann's voice, calm but hungry, "I'm fine... I'm just hungry."

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