The dog-taming, damp male ghost increased by 3.21.

Lin Xue, a fiercely competitive and unyielding man, was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that the original protagonist had attracted the most attention. He wanted to prove that he was the most charismatic person in the world.

So he started seducing men everywhere.

[Helping with the espionage skills he had received through rigorous training—including, of course, the ability to seduce men and the art of creating illusions within illusions—he became a celebrated courtesan among the nobility, a fleeting lover desired by many, and a socialite who mingled with countless men.]

Everyone who has witnessed his beauty is bewitched.

They fought tooth and nail for him, even dismembering their rivals and throwing their bodies into the icy sea, just hoping he would glance at them.

No one can truly possess him.

Even so, he was still not satisfied. Because he discovered that the original protagonist was still the most popular character in the book.

So he ruthlessly killed the original protagonist.

Unfortunately, his plot to assassinate Shengxi was exposed, he was expelled from school, and lost his chance to attend university.

Even if a proud and arrogant academic genius, a leader in everything, were to end up in the red-light district, he would still compete fiercely to become a top-tier prostitute.

After gaining fame in high society, he murdered one affectionate nobleman after another, and one innocent noblewoman after another, trampling on their sincerity like a dog.

Leading figures from all walks of life became his guests.

He murdered his lovers, seized their wealth, and became the infamous Black Widow, inheriting countless fortunes and estates.

This is the story of how a seemingly invincible protagonist becomes the most captivating enchantress, and also the legend of a renowned opera singer.

This story tells of a proud and arrogant young man who, in his pursuit of first place, willingly degenerates, becomes subservient to others, and gradually falls into depravity.

At the end of the story, Long Aotian's former defeated enemies all came to him to patronize his business, but were killed by him afterward.

He was consumed by unrequited desire, yet unable to relinquish his excessive pride. He captivated countless people, yet never reciprocated with his true feelings.

The upper class is all making bets: who will actually win him over?

...I shouldn't have learned quantum speed reading.

The cramped room was suffocating with its foul air. Lin Xue decided to go outside for some exercise and cleanse her polluted eyes.

As he walked down the corridor of the last empty carriage, facing the window, he saw that the familiar vegetation outside had receded into the distance, and a completely new color appeared in front of him.

The vibrant world was reflected in his eyes, attracting the inquisitive gazes of countless passengers, who pretended not to care and frequently looked away.

It wasn't until he left the corridor and returned to his room that the passengers snapped out of their daze.

For the next few days, their gazes were fixed on Lin Xue, like sunflowers.

But Lin Xue did not appear for a long time.

The sunflowers, deprived of the sun, became wilted.

The tin carriage, devoid of a tall, handsome young man, was enveloped in endless overcast skies.

As they craned their necks to look, the boy arrived as promised, coming to the corridor to get some fresh air and enjoy the view.

Only then did the sunflowers seem to receive sunlight, straightening their backs and growing directly in the direction of the boy.

Where no one could see, a pair of sinister eyes, like leeches, clung tightly to the glowing boy.

His gaze was greedy, peeling back layers to absorb every ray of light emanating from the boy.

Silently, a mushroom in the shadowy corner pressed the shutter button on a mobile phone.

The square screen of a mobile phone forever frames the rising and setting sun within it, sealed with opaque steel.

From then on, the sun, like him, could only live in endless darkness, unable to escape.

"Sir, what's wrong? Your expression is so scary," the flight attendant asked with concern.

The gloomy mushroom instantly changed its expression, looked up, and flashed its signature protagonist smile: "It's just because I'm a little carsick~"

"Oh, I'll open the window a little then." The flight attendant said, leaning over to push the window open, but was stopped by the strange passenger: "Thank you, no need, I'll just take a pill."

"Okay... if you need any further help, just let me know." The flight attendant left.

Shengxi looked at the car window beside him, and through the closed window, he could see Lin Xue's back reflected inside.

Under the bright sunlight, the mushrooms seemed to be smiling in a rounded arc at the glass.

In the third year of becoming the protagonist of this book, Shengxi learned from the system that a protagonist from a Qidian world would come to his world and retire as a passerby.

At first, Shengxi didn't care. After all, being a passerby wouldn't affect his status.

However, as the system revealed the information about that random passerby, his sense of crisis grew stronger.

In particular, when he saw the almost glowing photograph in that document.

Even if a big shot hides their identity and becomes an ordinary person, they are still dazzling.

From beginning to end, he sacrificed so much: dignity, freedom, principles, morality, even his own body, family, and life. He gave it all up to become stronger.

Even so, he still couldn't compare to a genius's little finger.

What about my own efforts?

Is the clown a control group for geniuses?

This is unfair, absolutely unfair.

He began to wait for that passerby character with an increasingly twisted mindset, and then, prepared to destroy him.

He had been waiting for this day, this crucial moment in the story, for so long…

In Lin Xue's room.

"Are you Mr. Lin Xuele?" The flight attendant was holding a white tray with a cup of coffee on it.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Someone ordered this for you anonymously. Are you friends?" the flight attendant asked curiously.

The young man who ordered the coffee earlier was from Saint-Lia; he had a bright, sunny smile. He seemed to have a good relationship with this Mr. Lin.

Perhaps the person who ordered the coffee had a crush on Mr. Lin?

"I shouldn't know him." Lin Xue searched her mind for all the people she might know, but none of them could possibly be on this train.

"Please enjoy your meal; I won't disturb you any longer."

Out of habit, Lin Xue poured the coffee that the suspicious person had given her into another cup.

It's impossible for him to drink a beverage ordered by a strange stranger.

At the bottom of the coffee, he saw a gleaming silver needle.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the note that had appeared at the door:

"Is the coffee good?"

The words were cut out from the printed text of a book and pieced together crookedly on the paper.

It seemed like they were showing off and thought they wouldn't be discovered.

That's what criminal suspects who were caught in the past all thought.

In the cramped restroom of the train carriage, Shengxi's usually sturdy back slammed against the tiled wall.

A handsome, black-haired boy grabbed his hair.

The narrow partition kept the two people very close together.

Coffee dripped down Shengxi's chin, drop by drop.

His collar was being squeezed, making him feel suffocated. He coughed violently a few times, then laughed with pleasure. His originally sunny smile became sinister because of the shadows cast by the carriage window: "What, you're going to pay the price of going to jail for a piece of trash like me? Well, I've already gotten my money's worth!"

"I know you can't do anything to me, because you don't want to live the same life as before anymore."

The dangerous teenager gripped his face with two fingers, denting and deforming it.

"Do you know any ways to torture someone without breaking the law? I know a hundred."

"If you want, I'll let you experience it all, little mouse."

——

Shengxi touched his hair, which had been pulled up in clumps, and brought it to his nose to sniff.

The spot where I had been violently pulled was still warm, and the lingering scent of the other person's hand remained.

Suddenly, a surge of heat rose from the seabed into the sky.

He almost forgot that the other party, as a protagonist in a web novel, was inherently extremely violent.

You like this...

It makes me want to destroy it even more.

Only the most powerful and privileged are worth destroying.

You, a genius high above, would never have imagined that even a mouse you look down on could turn your life into a complete mess.

You will pay a heavy price for your pride.

At that time, you will look at me with eyes full of fear and hatred, but also with a sense of helplessness.

Your hateful gaze is, to me, the best medal and reward.

Because that means I'm now qualified to be your enemy.

After a seven-day journey, when Lin Xue got off the bus, she noticed a completely different smell in the air compared to Manda's.

The sunshine in Byrne is much brighter than in Manda.

That's the rotten sunlight that gathers by siphoning the poor and lowly labor force from the backward towns and cities of the entire Federation.

It was early June, but Byrne didn't feel particularly hot. The occasional cool breeze that brushed against your cheeks meant you wouldn't sweat even if you were wearing a long-sleeved undershirt and a jacket.

Therefore, the nobles here can always behave properly, even in the height of summer, they can wear formal attire and will not pant with their tongues hanging out like a dog that is about to die of heat.

As soon as Lin Xue got out of the car, she was surrounded by all sorts of unlicensed taxi drivers soliciting passengers. They had large tattoos on their arms and stopped people everywhere, forcing them to take their unlicensed taxis at exorbitant prices.

Many customers fell victim to this scam.

Students like Lin Xue are exactly their favorite targets.

Just as they were about to surround him, their eyes met, and they immediately backed down and left.

I recognized him by his eyes; he's someone you shouldn't mess with.

After getting off the platform and leaving the train station, the roads gradually widened.

Lin Xue felt the probing and curious gazes falling upon her. Sturdy Westerners passed by, whispering and peeking.

He didn't care what they were looking at him for.

The busiest time is right after landing from a long-haul trip.

With the huge sum of money for her tuition, Lin Xue found a youth hostel to stay in as soon as she got off the bus.