Chapter 2: This Instance is Prone to Turning You into a Simp
“Stop!”
Accompanying the sound of the door crashing open, two male voices spoke in unison.
Feng Shi turned his head at the sound. He saw two tall figures blocking the doorway against the light, swords in hand, wearing the same white disciple uniform as him.
These two were Shen Songhe’s other disciples, Xiao Yuhui and Cao Ni.
At this moment, both of them stared at the scene before them, stunned in place.
The second disciple, Cao Ni, reacted first, his face sinking abruptly.
Meeting Cao Ni’s eyes, which were dark and heavy like black water, Feng Shi’s scalp tingled. He wanted to jump out the window and flee immediately, but his feet refused to move.
Cao Ni was one of the people in the original work who treated Feng Shi as a substitute. He was gloomy and ruthless, merely disguising himself with a gentle and jade-like exterior.
The eldest disciple, Xiao Yuhui, also snapped out of it. His handsome face flushed slightly as he shouted angrily at Feng Shi: “This is outrageous!”
Feng Shi looked at the two with a bitter smile and raised his hand to wipe away some sweat. It was at this moment he suddenly realized he seemed able to move.
The force obstructing him had finally disappeared.
Feng Shi felt lucky and immediately jumped off Shen Songhe without hesitation.
Cao Ni’s eyes held a faint red glint. With a gloomy face, he drew his sword. With a clang, the snow-white blade unsheathed, flashing in Feng Shi’s eyes.
The opponent approached silently with strange footwork. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of him. It seemed he didn’t intend to ask for an explanation but planned to kill him directly.
Feng Shi’s face paled, and he quickly retreated a step.
Xiao Yuhui, still retaining his reason, hurriedly intervened, pressing down on Cao Ni’s hand: “Second Junior Brother, don’t be impulsive!”
Cao Ni, ignoring Xiao Yuhui’s obstruction, raised his sword to stab again.
Feng Shi couldn’t control this body very well yet, but he hurriedly used his sword to block.
However, before Cao Ni could get close, a figure swiftly blocked his path.
Subsequently, a steady and gentle voice sounded above Feng Shi’s head.
Xiao Yuhui held Cao Ni’s wrist, his face solemn: “Enough, Second Junior Brother. We all know the rules. This matter should be handled by the Sect Leader; it is not for you and me to interfere.”
Hearing this, Cao Ni pursed his lips tightly. He looked past Xiao Yuhui at Feng Shi. There was no expression on his pale face, but he finally sheathed his sword and stood silently in place.
Feng Shi let out a breath, steadying his heart.
Having read the original work and possessing a “God’s eye view,” Feng Shi knew most of the plot even without the original host’s memories.
He knew that the original host had a dark and cowardly personality. The reason he had the confidence to do such a thing this time was precisely because he had secretly colluded with the Demon Lord of the Demon Race and practiced demonic arts, greatly increasing his strength in a short time. That was where his newfound courage came from.
Feng Shi thought, maybe this is a plot point I can use…
Thinking of this, his mind moved, and he immediately tried to sense the demonic energy within his body.
As he urged it with his will, a slightly cold aura instantly crawled over his entire body. Following that, thick black energy floated around Feng Shi, and his originally distinct black and white eyes were gradually dyed blood-red.
Feeling the state was about right, he raised his hand and tugged at the sleeve of the person in front of him, affecting a tone of terror in his voice: “Senior Brother, save me!”
As soon as the words fell, his whole body began to tremble, and he slumped to the side.
Xiao Yuhui sheathed his sword and turned around, subconsciously supporting the person who was tottering on the verge of collapse. Upon noticing the other party’s abnormal state, his expression changed drastically as he gripped Feng Shi’s wrist and interrogated: “You actually fell into the demonic path!?”
Feng Shi had originally been pretending, but who knew that in the next instant, he would actually start feeling terrible. The Qi and blood in his body churned violently. He gritted his teeth to endure it, saying: “When I was training earlier… I encountered the Demon Lord. He wanted to use my body. I… I don’t know what he did to me…”
The rumor that the Demon Lord admired Shen Songhe was known to everyone in the cultivation world, so he had ample motive to do this.
In just the time it took to speak a sentence, all color drained from Feng Shi’s face, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Xiao Yuhui had a bright and open nature, unlike the suspicious Cao Ni. Hearing these words, he immediately believed them a little. Seeing that Feng Shi’s complexion didn’t look faked, his attitude softened further.
“I’ll help you regulate your breath first. Take this medicine.” Xiao Yuhui flipped his wrist and handed over a dark red pill in his palm.
Feng Shi knew he was well-versed in pharmacology, so he swallowed the pill without hesitation and then sat cross-legged on the ground.
Xiao Yuhui walked behind him, about to sit down, but was stopped by Cao Ni.
“Senior Brother, you should check on Master first. I will help Junior Brother.” The young man’s voice held no warmth as he lowered his eyes to meet Feng Shi’s gaze.
Feng Shi felt a chill run through his body, as if he were being stared at by a viper flicking its tail.
Xiao Yuhui glanced at the person on the bed, then at Feng Shi. He hesitated for a moment before agreeing to Cao Ni’s words.
Feng Shi cursed in his heart but was immediately pulled back by the physical pain, curling up on the ground in agony.
Cao Ni hooked the corners of his lips, looked down at Feng Shi condescendingly, and then silently crouched beside him.
A moment later, Feng Shi felt the other party pull him up and gently support him into his embrace.
Cold fingers pressed against Feng Shi’s neck. Cao Ni’s voice was light and laced with a smile as he whispered against his ear: “Junior Brother, you really know how to pretend.”
Feng Shi broke out in goosebumps.
A ruthlessness flooded Cao Ni’s dark eyes as his palm slowly pressed against the back of the person in his arms.
Simultaneously, Feng Shi felt a cold, sharp spiritual energy abruptly drill into his body. It hurt so much he wanted to die on the spot.
Hearing Feng Shi’s painful groan, Xiao Yuhui frowned and reminded: “Second Junior Brother, be gentle.”
Cao Ni hugged Feng Shi tighter to block his movements from view: “Understood, Senior Brother.”
Then Feng Shi felt the spiritual energy inside him become even more chaotic.
Fck…*
This sneaky bastard!
He crawled on the ground, wanting to leave, but before he could crawl far, his ankle was leisurely caught by Cao Ni behind him and pulled back.
“Junior Brother, be good. Otherwise…” Cao Ni sneered as he spoke.
The pain was unbearable. Feng Shi’s vision went black, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
On the other side, Xiao Yuhui had already fed Shen Songhe the medicine. Seeing this, he flashed to them in an instant, frowning as he asked Cao Ni: “How did it turn out like this?”
Cao Ni looked innocent: “I’m sorry, Senior Brother…”
Xiao Yuhui waved his hand, brows furrowed tightly: “Forget it, let me do it.”
Feng Shi cursed Cao Ni frantically in his mind.
He was hoisted up by Xiao Yuhui. His body went limp as he lay on the other’s shoulder. As he rose, his line of sight happened to align with where Shen Songhe was.
Behind the soft couch was the window. At this moment, two strange streams of red mist were spiraling outside, heading straight for Shen Songhe!
In the blink of an eye, the red mist swallowed Shen Songhe, who had fallen unconscious near the window.
Seeing that the person had been taken away, Feng Shi disregarded his own pain and gathered enough strength to shout: “Senior Brother, Master is gone!”
Just as his voice fell, Cao Ni, who was behind him, suddenly had a drastic change in expression.
Feng Shi only managed to see a white blur flash past his eyes, leaping over the window to chase the red mist.
Seeing this, Xiao Yuhui looked equally grim. He put down the wailing Feng Shi who was waiting to be saved, his face full of apology: “Sorry, Junior Brother, just wait a moment.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.
Wait a damn minute? Couldn’t you give me a painkiller before leaving?
Feng Shi was in excruciating pain but had no strength to alleviate it.
Currently, there was no one in the room. The only sounds left were the wind sweeping leaves outside and his own heavy breathing.
Feng Shi pressed his head against the ground, hugging his stomach in an attempt to relieve the pain, but it was useless.
The pain wandered through his limbs and bones; there was simply no way to deal with it.
Just then, an abrupt mechanical voice suddenly appeared.
【Ding dong. Congratulations Host for passing the Newbie Test.】
Feng Shi raised his head. This broken System finally appeared.
【Congratulations Host on binding the <Life Winner> System. Now, start your Game of Life!】
【Please choose a Life Theme, Host.】
Feng Shi widened his eyes and saw a transparent panel glowing with blue light suddenly appear in front of him.
A holographic figure the size of a palm was suspended in front of the panel, pointing at it with a teaching stick.
【Options are as follows: A: I am Dragon Aotian. B: I am a Tool Man. C: Love Experience.】
The moment the system panel popped up, the pain in Feng Shi’s body vanished instantly. Even the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window stood eerily still.
Time had been frozen.
【Note: We recommend the Dear User choose Dragon Aotian (Selected by 80% of users~)】The holographic figure tapped the blackboard.
Feng Shi: …
There were detailed introductions under the three options in front of him. Feng Shi clicked on the details and skimmed through them.
【A: I am Dragon Aotian: A life of cheating, peerless beauty, possessing the world’s strongest luck, sitting amidst beauties, invincible under the heavens. Requirement: Must become the number one sword cultivator in the world. (Life Side Effects: Overwrites the original world protagonist, people around you are prone to dying because of you… etc.)】
【B: I am a Tool Man: Follow system instructions to be a tool man who saves the protagonist, changing the story direction and reversing the worldview. Requirement: Must save the protagonist, Shen Songhe. (Life Side Effects: This instance is prone to turning you into a simp/lick-dog. Please choose carefully.)】
【C: Love Experience: Swap lives with the world protagonist and sink into depravity with an endless stream of beauties! Requirement: Must have in-depth exchanges with a designated number of people. (Life Side Effects: Kidney deficiency.)】
Feng Shi was speechless.
What the hell is Option C?
Option A didn’t seem like a real life either, but hey, it would be satisfying.
Feng Shi: “Is this world just data?”
【No. As long as you complete the system missions, the Host can truly stay in this world and enjoy a new life~ (Note: Return service to the original world is temporarily unavailable!)】
As long as he was alive, that was enough. Feng Shi wasn’t picky about the location.
“Then this Option B…”
Feng Shi wanted to consult and understand it in more detail.
【Okay, Host has selected Option B: I am a Tool Man.】
The page on the panel jumped, and finally, Feng Shi’s avatar appeared. Below it was the remark: Tool Man.
【The Game of Life has started! Please look forward to it!】
Feng Shi was stunned for a second.
!!!
“F*ck!”
“Don’t answer for me, damn it!”
The holographic figure smiled slightly: 【Customer Service Lanlan is dedicated to serving you. Well then, I wish the Host success in becoming a winner in life! Now, the platform will transfer you to your exclusive Customer Service, Qingqing~】
Feng Shi raged impotently: “I want to file a complaint against you!!”
Lanlan turned a deaf ear, a mechanical smile hanging on its face: 【Is the Dear User satisfied with this service? Can you give a five-star rating?】
Feng Shi punched the panel, wanting to cry but having no tears: “Satisfied my ass!!!”
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