Chapter 3: Iceberg Alpha Can't Be Provoked

After listening to the system's explanation, Jiang Chaoyang roughly understood that Yin Curse in the real world died of a terminal illness, and was then bound to the system and transported into this book. He could be resurrected as long as he completed the task.

What shocked Jiang Chaoyang the most was that this book was an NP article.

However, since Tomato does not allow NP-oriented writing, the author is strictly suppressed and required to correct the content.

Thus, the 1v1 system came into being!

Yin Zhu became the protagonist with the aura of a heartthrob. What he needed to do was to destroy the heartthrob buff, abandon the other dozen characters, and firmly choose only one to be together.

Mr. Jiang Chaoyang’s mobile phone on the subway.

Full of complaints.

Jiang Chaoyang grabbed the system and pulled it in his hand like a piece of bubble gum. "So he was forced to come here? You let him do these things without his consent. Isn't that too unethical?"

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts." The system wailed.

Yin Zhu stood aside and watched them quietly, his gaze falling on the deformed system, his glazed eyes still cold.

"If he doesn't want to, it means he has no intention of living at all. Don't you even give him a chance to choose?"

Yin Zhu's eyelashes moved slightly, and his gaze moved to Jiang Chaoyang's face.

Jiang Chaoyang looked up and exchanged glances with Yin Curse. He didn't look very old, probably around twenty. "Do you know ABO's gender?"

The system broke free from Jiang Chaoyang's grasp and said pitifully, "I've already told him ABO's gender. He's an S-level alpha."

A crack appeared on Jiang Chaoyang's face.

Or S-class?

"He should have been an omega, but this world automatically matched the appropriate gender and gave him the gender of an S-level alpha," said the system.

Jiang Chaoyang took Yin Zhu's arm and pulled him to sit on the sofa. "So what type of pheromone do you have?"

"Control type." Yin Zhu said.

Jiang Chaoyang's eyes lit up, "This is pretty good."

Much better than his soothing type.

The Soothing type is the least dangerous of the five types, but the rarest.

Jiang Chaoyang thought for a moment and asked, "Doesn't the S-class have a secondary type of pheromone? What's yours?"

“Addictive.”

Jiang Chaoyang had never heard of this type of pheromone and asked, "What is its function?"

The system responded quickly, "If someone inhales his addictive pheromones for a long time, they will develop a strong dependence and desire. Once they lack it, they will experience painful symptoms similar to withdrawal reactions."

Jiang Chaoyang: Against the will of heaven.

Primary control type + secondary addiction type, this combination is amazing no matter how you look at it.

First, he controls your body, and then forces you to absorb more secondary pheromones. Now you don't even need to release pheromones and you can just ask him to give them to you.

It's simply a king-bomb combination.

"It's worthy of being S-level." Jiang Chaoyang exclaimed in amazement.

Yin Zhu was unmoved, as if it was nothing special, and there was always an aura around him that isolated everything.

Jiang Chaoyang could feel that Yin Ju was a man of few words, had an icy face from beginning to end, and seemed a bit cold in character. He didn't know if it was because he was introverted or simply didn't like to interact with people.

Jiang Chaoyang asked the system: "What will happen if I don't complete the task? Can I give up?"

"If you don't complete the mission, you will have to stay in this world forever, but he is the protagonist, and the plot will develop automatically."

This means that if Yin Curse does not carry out 1v1 missions, then this book will still develop along the original NPC route.

Wouldn’t Yin Zhu be even more miserable?

1v1 is better than being NP, right?

Besides, can NP pass the review? Has the author still not been honest after so many books were banned?

The more Jiang Chaoyang looked at Yin Zhu, the more familiar he felt. He wondered if it was because he also knew that this world was a novel.

"Do you have a place to live?" Jiang Chaoyang asked.

Yin Zhu nodded.

Jiang Chaoyang glanced at the time on his phone. It was already early morning. "I'll drive you home. Don't think about the mission for now. Get some rest."

"Need not."

"It's okay, don't be polite with me, let's go." Jiang Chaoyang put his arm around Yin Zu's shoulders and led him out of the box.

The system followed behind the two of them, staring at Jiang Chaoyang's back with blinking eyes:

"Um, what's your name?"

Hearing the system's inquiry, Jiang Chaoyang tilted his head. The light shining on his profile made it appear even more three-dimensional. He smiled and said, "Jiang Chaoyang."

The system was distracted by that bold and gentle smile.

At this time, a man walked out of a private room not far away, stumbling in the corridor, swaying his body. His eyes were blurred and he saw two people walking towards this direction.

The drunk's gaze suddenly locked onto Yin Curse, and his eyes cleared up a bit:

"Oh, hiccup, you look good."

There wasn't even a hint of disgust on Yin Zhu's face.

The drunk stopped them, his eyes lingering on Yin Curse in a particularly obscene manner: "Is he an omega? Huh?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and his greasy fingers, reeking of alcohol and disgusting intent, touched Yin Zhu's body directly.

“Crack—”

Before he even touched his clothes, a crisp sound of bones dislocating was heard in the corridor, accompanied by the screams of a drunkard like a pig being slaughtered.

"Let go, let go!!" The drunkard sobered up instantly, his face twisted in pain, and he tried to struggle, but Jiang Chaoyang's hand was as motionless as an iron clamp.

"Don't you want your hands anymore?"

Jiang Chaoyang sneered, flipped his wrist, and grabbed the drunkard with a clean and neat move. The drunkard fell face down on the ground, his arms twisted behind his back and he howled in pain.

Jiang Chaoyang released his restraint and kicked the drunkard hard on his hunched back.

He turned to look at Yin Curse behind him, "It's okay, just let me deal with this kind of garbage, don't bother with it..."

Jiang Chaoyang's voice stopped abruptly.

A cold and oppressive pheromone suddenly spread out with Silver Curse as the center, and a chill ran up Jiang Chaoyang's spine.

The drunkard's body stiffened suddenly as if he was hit by high voltage electricity, and even his moan was stuck in his throat.

The controlling pheromone instantly affected his will. The drunkard's eyes became empty and dull, and a hoarse gasping sound came from his throat.

Yin Zhu still stood there with no expression.

The next second, something happened that stunned both Jiang Chaoyang and the system.

The drunkard seemed to be controlled by invisible ropes and suddenly knelt on the cold and hard tiles.

But that’s not all.

He seemed to have lost all control of his body, and his forehead slammed hard onto the ground again and again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dull sound of his kowtows was particularly harsh in the corridor. Every time he kowtowed, he did it with great force. His forehead soon became red and swollen, and even blood oozed out.

Yin Zhu looked down at the drunkard who was kowtowing madly on the ground, his glassy eyes still showing inorganic indifference.

Jiang Chaoyang couldn't help but touch his arm which was a little cold.

He saw the pheromone surrounding the drunkard, which was light blue.

His impression of Yin Zhu was completely shattered.

I originally felt that Yin Zhu was very pitiful and even wanted to protect him, but he proved it with his actions.

Yin Zhu doesn't need anyone's protection, even if he is an outsider.