Chapitre 2: Chapter 02
Chapter 2 - I Won't Follow The Plot
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"System, I choose option two," Zhang Yuchen declared. After careful consideration, he knew he had no other choices, so he simply chose the most profitable option currently present, as refusing both would give him nothing.
Now...
Zhang Yuchen stared into the eyes of the four majestic and tall men before him, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to come up with a plausible excuse. Finally, with a gulp, he lowered his head, regret clearly visible on his sharp face, and spoke up,
"Gentlemen, I, Zhang Yuchen, regret to inform you that my grandmother has passed away. I must urgently travel to the village for her funeral."
Hearing this, the room fell silent, and all eyes turned to Wang Bo, the knife man, who raised an eyebrow skeptically.
"Wait a minute, Brother Zhang. If I remember correctly, didn't we attend your grandmother's funeral two years ago? And your grandpa also had drinks with us, crying for his loss. He even went as far as to try to kill himself before her grave. So, how could she die again?""
Zhang Yuchen hesitated for a moment, then replied with a hint of desperation,
"Ah, yes, that's correct. But you see, who would have thought that my grandma's fossil hadn't been fully digested by the soil, and this ungrateful grandfather of mine remarried shortly after we left the village. It's his second wife... the new grandmother who has... departed this world."
There was a collective pause as the absurdity of the situation sank in, followed by stifled chuckles from the group. Li Wei, the scared man, couldn't contain his amusement any longer.
"Well, I'll be damned! Your genes are really something else. You're lucky to have such a grandpa. To be able to still move his waist in his seventies, he must have eaten some golden pill when he was young!"
Zhao Long, the tattooed man, smirked. "Looks like Zhang's family old tree still had more vitality than me. If only it wasn't for the young master Chen's task, we'd accompany you to the village and learn a few things from grandpa!"
After thinking for a while, the eldest of the group, Gold Tooth Chen Jian, shook his head and said in a firm and resolute tone,
"Alright, Brother Zhang. Since it's about personal matters... go take care of your 'family issues.' Just make sure to come back in one piece. We'll handle things here."
Hearing them, Zhang Yuchen felt a little warmth in his heart. Although he knew these people were not the sharpest tools in the shed and might even be a bit slow, pathetic, dumb morons, they all served the same so-called young master of the Chen family, Chen Mu.
Over time, their bond had strengthened, and if something were to happen to them, Zhang Yuchen, as a brother, might have to shed a tear or two in their memory.
With those thoughts in mind, Zhang Yuchen stood up, returning to his stern face, and spoke,
"Brothers, if that's the case, then I shall leave. But before I go, I want to remind you: no matter what, don't overdo it. Remember, the young master is kind and considerate. Even if you fail, there won't be any major issues. And as the saying goes, 'It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, even after ten years.'"
After a bit more small talk, he directly left the baseball club and stepped into the lively crowd outside. Ignoring the hustle around him, he headed straight for the taxi stand, his mind focused on his destination.
In the midst of the chaos, he flagged down a taxi and got in. "Could you take me to the Taipeng area, please? It's urgent,"
The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror. He saw that this guy was a little scary with blond hair and a muscular build. His face seemed to say, "I'm here to assault your girl," but the driver was single, so he stated firmly, "200 yuan."
"Sure thing," he responded quickly.
Soon...taxi pulled away, he couldn't help but wonder. "System, are you still there? Are you still functioning? Are you alive?" he asked, hoping for a response.
"Ding! It's detected that the host has narrowly avoided the fate of becoming a lunchbox, and his lifespan has received a temporary boost. Additionally, the reward for the 'first time' use of the Triple D system has been bestowed upon host."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 50 stat points. The host can change his status by opening his status window. Note: The host can only increase his stats; there is no option to decrease them."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving 10 recovery cards infused with holy energy. Use: The host can use these cards to heal himself and other targets. They can cure any illness except for AIDS."
[Ding...
[Name - Zhang Yuchen]
[Title - Minor Mob Character/ The straight-faced guy/ The Ugly One]
[Strength - 94] Max - 100 ( For humans)
[Stamina - 88] Max - 100 (For humans)
[Intelligence - 34] Max - 100(For humans)
[Charm - 21] Max - 100 (For humans)
[ Superpower - None ]
[Luck - F-level] (Max - Infinity)
[Funds - 10 Thousand yuan]
[Conquered Women - None]
[Mission - Survive the plot of the world; become the last man standing against the heavens]
"Damn it, why is my charm only 21? System, are you malfunctioning or just mocking me? And what's with this 'conquer women' nonsense?" Zhang Yuchen understood almost everything about the system's function, but there was still something he was confused about.
"Ding, no need to ask. Host, it's about time you faced the truth about your own sorry appearance. As for women, they're the lucky charms in this world. If the host wants to boost his luck, he better start collecting ladies with better fortunes than himself, either as wives or concubines."
Zhang Yuchen, feeling stung by the insult, reluctantly obeyed the command and took a long, hard look at his own reflection through the lens of his 125-megapixel mobile front camera. What he saw wasn't pretty. His features were average at best, with a hint of awkwardness that seemed to repel rather than attract. To make matters worse, his expression was perpetually stern, devoid of any warmth or emotion.
"So this is why I never got any girlfriend," he muttered bitterly to himself.
With a sigh of resignation, he commanded the system,
"If that's the case, then add all 50 points to the 'charm'. My strength and stamina are just fine. And as for intelligence? I don't think I'm dumb to begin with... And who needs smarts when you've got a face like that? With charm, all I need to do is flash my winning smile and hope for the best. With a bit of luck, I might even have more chances of getting into ladies' pants."
Soon after the system processed his request, Zhang Yuchen felt a strange tingling sensation. When he looked at his reflection again, he could hardly believe his eyes.
His blond hair now seemed more natural and lustrous, almost like it belonged to a model.
His face had a healthy glow, his skin smoother and more refined, yet he still retained his muscular charm. He looked like a completely different person—more handsome, more confident.
He wasn't rough or thuggish anymore. His cheekbones were now more defined, his jawline sharp but not harsh, and his green eyes, which once seemed cold and uninviting, now sparkled with a newfound warmth.
His lips had taken on a fuller, more inviting shape. Even his clothes seemed to fit him better, enhancing his new look. Where he once appeared intimidating and rough around the edges, he now had the effortless charm of a carefree model.
And this was with his charm points only at 71, meaning there was still room for great improvement..
"Fuck..," he blurted, unable to tear his eyes away from his own face. "I actually look... quite good. Maybe this charm boost was worth it after all."
Thirty minutes passed...
And Soon, the taxi arrived at its destination and came to a stop. Zhang Yuchen paid the driver and stepped out, still feeling the residual effects of his newfound charm.
He straightened his shirt, took a deep breath, and headed towards his apartment building. This would be the first time, after recovering his memories, that he would see his home.
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( End of this chapter)
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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