Chapter 1: Stop Right There!

【Author's Note: No KY (killing the mood/bringing up unrelated topics). Do not mention characters from other web novels in this book; any such comments discovered will be deleted. The protagonist (shou) is not easily moved in the early stages; he is good at acting, pretending, and manipulating... There is no "orthopedic" (incest) content. Please do not apply real-world scrutiny to the plot. This is the classic formula for a Noble Academy, with cliché F4-style tropes—2025.1.15】

"Qi Yu, you don't want to drink the toast, so you'd rather drink the forfeit, right?"

"If you kowtow to me like a dog and beg, this young master might just spare you."

The private room was thick with smoke. Seven boys sat on the sofa. Qi Yu was being held down on the floor by several people. His eyes were bloodshot, and his cold, sinister gaze seemed as if it wanted to pierce through that beautiful face.

Ling Wu raised his leg, stepped the sole of his shoe onto Qi Yu's shoulder, and ground it down fiercely.

【Supporting male character, stop courting death. If you were just a little gentler to the villain, you wouldn't end up thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.】

【You are exactly Qi Yu's type, so why are you burning him with a cigarette? Use your mouth to smoke him instead!】

【Another "lowered-IQ" plot for the supporting male character. If you just smiled at the villain, believe me, he'd kiss you until you cried.】

【You city folks really know how to play. Foot on the shoulder, cigarette burn on the collarbone—are you going to "do the deed" later?】

The light shone on Ling Wu's porcelain-white, cold side profile. His crimson lips and thick, raven-black eyelashes, combined with the posture of his raised leg revealing a sliver of pale calf, and the small mole hidden under his eyelid that was now exposed due to his lowered gaze, added a sense of carnal desire that was soul-stirring.

The air in the private room became even more stifling. Everyone's gaze shifted away from Ling Wu, feeling unnatural.

A man could actually be this beautiful.

He was simply a demon.

Qi Yu's long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Ling Wu, what do you want to do?"

The corners of his lips lifted in a deeply mischievous arc. Watching the beautiful young master's cold, sidelong glance, the dark seeds in his heart sprouted. He desperately wanted to tear apart Ling Wu's cold exterior and make him beg pitifully.

"A lowly person from the Slums, thinking that getting a Special Student spot and entering Sike Academy means you can rise to the top in one step?"

Ling Wu sneered, snatched the cigarette from someone else's hand, and pressed the butt onto his collarbone.

"Sss—"

The tip of his nose was filled with the pungent smell of sparks and ash. A red, swollen scar had been burned into Qi Yu's collarbone.

Ling Wu pulled a mocking smile: "In the Empire, crushing you is as simple as crushing an ant. Understand?"

"Stay away from Jing Du."

【It actually burned him?】

【It's over, it's over, the supporting male character is going to die!】

【I'm familiar with this plot. In the "Flower Market" next door, a vicious beauty like this supporting character would be turned upside down.】

Ling Wu fell into deep thought while looking at the bizarre, flickering barrage.

His hand rested powerlessly on the side of Qi Yu's face.

Wait.

He... he could move?

A year ago, Ling Wu returned to the Empire from the Federation. After waking up from a sleep, he discovered he had lost control of his body. To be precise—his body had been "requisitioned" by a Transmigrator carrying out a mission.

He had tried many methods but could not regain control of his body.

During this time, through the Transmigrator's movements and the information provided, Ling Wu learned that he was living in a Mary Sue campus comic titled "Morbid Pampering: Noble Young Masters All Fall for Me."

Qi Yu was the villain of this comic.

Ling Wu was the Cannon Fodder supporting male character.

As for Jing Du?

Without a doubt, he was the Transmigrator's target for conquest, and also one of the male leads of this comic...

Why one of the male leads?

Because this was also an 18+ "traffic" story disguised as a campus novel, with a 1v4 dynamic.

In the comic's ending, because he frequently went against the villain and the protagonist shou, he eventually angered the male leads, was then treated as Cannon Fodder, slapped in the face, humiliated... and finally thrown into the sea to feed the sharks, dying without a burial place.

It was truly a classic.

Out of ten Mary Sue campus novels, nine would feed the Cannon Fodder to a great white shark.

【Ding! Loading data.】

Barrage System: 【Host, do you want to regain control of your body, escape the Cannon Fodder ending, and reach the pinnacle of life?】

Ling Wu learned from the Barrage System that unless he bound himself to the system, his body could be taken over by the Transmigrator at any time. After weighing his options, he chose to bind to the system.

The world is unpredictable.

Qi Yu did not dodge at all, letting Ling Wu's hand rest on his face, only continuing to stare at his face as if he wished he could tear him apart and swallow him whole.

Ling Wu processed his emotions before realizing that this was a large-scale bullying scene, and he was the instigator.

Oh, no.

To be precise, that Transmigrator was the instigator.

The Transmigrator who occupied Ling Wu's body could not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. He was on a mission to conquer Jing Du and viewed anyone approaching Jing Du as a romantic rival. Qi Yu had only been looked at a few extra times, and the Transmigrator had already viewed him as an imaginary enemy.

That was how today's scene came to be.

Ling Wu met Qi Yu's sinister gaze, withdrew the foot that had been stepping on his shoulder, and took two steps back, almost leaning against the sofa.

Ling Wu's gaze swept over the people holding Qi Yu down: "Let's stop here."

A flamboyant and teasing voice came from his side: "Tsk, why stop now?"

"Ling Wu, don't you like Jing Du? I specifically had people come over to teach this lowly person a lesson for your sake, and in the end, you're going to wreck my scene?"

Shen Zhaojue rested his left hand on the leather sofa, leaned in toward Ling Wu, looked at his fair neck, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he blew a smoke ring at him.

It was full of aggression.

Ling Wu frowned, maintaining the persona of that Transmigrator, and looked away faintly: "We're all classmates; a small punishment is enough. Don't cause any deaths."

"Classmates?" Shen Zhaojue flicked the cigarette ash as if he had heard a joke: "People are divided into different ranks. Just because a rat in the gutter catches a glimpse of daylight, does it stop being a rat?"

"What kind of classmate does he count as to me? You ask around the circle if they consider these Special Students human?"

The waiter in the private room saw them arguing and looked embarrassed, not knowing whether to intervene or not.

Shen Zhaojue beckoned: "Continue."

"Make him bark like a dog for me to hear."

Ling Wu threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray and stood up abruptly: "Shen Zhaojue, that's enough."

The youth's figure was thin, like a straight stalk of bamboo in a rainy night; his cheeks were flushed with a rosy red from the heat, and beads of sweat seeped from the tip of his nose.

"Enough?" Shen Zhaojue's gaze darkened: "I say it's not enough, then it's not enough."

"Even if I beat him to death today, I guarantee you could scour the laws of the entire Empire and not find a single clause that could convict me."

Arrogant.

Qi Yu admired their dog-eat-dog behavior, the corners of his lips curling into a playful arc; they were all a bunch of brainless noble idiots.

"I'm taking him with me." Ling Wu's voice was cold and clear, like the crisp sound of jade beads falling onto a plate.

He was, after all, not that Transmigrator; he had no habit of taking pleasure in bullying others.

The private room fell silent for a moment.

Everyone seemed not to have expected Ling Wu to show so little face to Shen Zhaojue, but hindered by status, no one dared to stop him; now, there was a good show to watch.

A small shadow fell over Qi Yu, and the next instant, a pleasant scent of fir wood reached his nose, seemingly mixed with the crisp air of snow.

Ling Wu reached out a hand toward him: "Get up."

Qi Yu was stunned; he hadn't expected Ling Wu to actually risk offending Shen Zhaojue to take him away, and the burning sensation at his collarbone made the blood in his entire body boil.

Perhaps he could use him; he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to leave this place.

"Stop!" Shen Zhaojue leaned back on the sofa, narrowing his eyes: "You want to leave without giving me an explanation?"