The Wrong Side of the Syringe

“Mr. Shi, this cooperation has been very pleasant.”

“That kid Lin Xun finally cracked, and the remnants hiding in North City have been cleaned up thoroughly by our men.”

In the massive study, a man who looked to be about thirty stood respectfully before a mahogany desk.

He rubbed his hands together eagerly, watching the young man seated behind the desk.

The youth kept his head lowered, thin lips lightly pursed as his slender fingers held a fountain pen.

He was writing something with rapt attention and gave no response to the man’s words.

“Lin Xun was hiding quite deep, and if Mr. Shi hadn’t stepped in, we probably would have been wiped out by him,” the man continued, his bowtie wrinkled and messy.

The youth’s calm reaction did not seem to surprise him.

Instead, he took a few steps forward and lowered his voice to ask.

“However… I wonder how Mr. Shi discovered there was a problem with Lin Xun?”

The man’s volume was moderate, but it caused the youth’s hand to pause.

He slowly raised his head, and from behind his glasses, a pair of eyes projected a sharp, piercing gaze.

With just one look, the man instantly froze.

The youth before him was only in his early twenties, yet he exuded an aura that warned others not to approach.

His expression was composed, but his gaze added a layer of frost to his already cold face.

The man swallowed hard as the image of Shi Ji interrogating Lin Xun flashed in his mind.

Back then, a sharp blade had pierced Lin Xun’s wrist in one fluid motion.

Shi Ji hadn’t even blinked as bright red blood splattered across his cheek.

The man had stood beside Shi Ji, marveling at how the younger generation surpassed the old.

But now… the man swallowed again.

Shi Ji’s blade seemed to be hanging right over his own head.

What the man didn’t know was that, hidden from view, the slight trembling of the pen in Shi Ji’s hand betrayed the uneasy heart beneath his calm exterior.

‘I cannot exactly tell the man it is because I hold the script to the story.’

Just as Shi Ji was thinking of how to brush him off, the man mistakenly thought he had touched a nerve.

With a panicked expression, the man hurriedly said.

“It… it was my big mouth, Mr. Shi’s methods are brilliant, and how could that brat Lin Xun ever be a match for you…”

Hearing this, Shi Ji lifted his eyelids to look over.

He saw the muscles in the man’s face twitching slightly as he shook like a leaf, looking like he was one second away from kneeling.

Shi Ji arched an eyebrow imperceptibly, put down the pen, and curled his lips into a faint, mocking smile.

“What is Mr. Yan so nervous about?”

Shi Ji’s voice went up slightly at the end, adding a hint of playfulness to his cold tone.

Sure enough, as soon as the words left his mouth, Yan Guangsheng turned deathly pale.

Cold sweat slid down his temples as he blinked rapidly, feeling as though he had seen the King of Hell himself.

Yan Guangsheng was debating whether to kneel and kowtow in apology when a series of abrupt thuds suddenly echoed through the silent study.

Shi Ji turned his head and stared at the bookshelf behind him.

A dull thumping sound hovered in the air, as if something was hidden behind the shelf, throwing its body against the wood.

The books on the shelves trembled as the rhythm of the impact started and stopped.

Yan Guangsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered.

“Mr. Shi…?”

Shi Ji looked back, gave Yan Guangsheng a fleeting glance, and replied indifferently.

“It is just a small dog.”

Yan Guangsheng let out an oh of sudden realization.

Even though the sound did not resemble a dog at all, he was smart enough not to ask further.

He forced his stiff facial muscles into a ghastly smile.

“Then… if there is nothing else, I will take my leave.”

“If Mr. Shi wants to cooperate again later, we can contact each other anytime.”

Shi Ji lowered his eyes, picked up the pen again, and continued writing what he had not finished.

Yan Guangsheng secretly steadied his nerves, tiptoeing toward the door with extreme caution.

He pulled the door open and vanished, leaving behind only the sound of hurried, retreating footsteps.

The moment Yan Guangsheng left, Shi Ji exhaled a long breath.

He tossed the pen aside and rubbed his aching cheeks, his previously rigid spine slouching slightly.

‘That was close.’

‘I almost could not keep the act up.’

He slumped in his chair to regulate his breathing, his heart thumping wildly against his ribs.

He wiped the thin sweat from his palms onto his trousers.

[Congratulations to the host for completing this plot segment.]

[3,000 points have been earned and loaded into the database. Data synchronization complete.]

[Warning: Host character OOC level detected at 1. 100 points deducted.]

[Detected risk of a supporting character noticing the identity replacement. An additional 1,000 points have been deducted.]

[The host current total points: 5,900 points.]

[Entering intermission. Loading the next plot segment…]

As the mechanical voice of the system rang in his ear, Shi Ji slowly recovered.

Three days ago, he had transmigrated into a book through an accident.

He happened to enter an ABO dog-blood novel titled Absolute Spoiling.

He became the character with the same name as him—Shi Ji.

This Shi Ji was neither the protagonist nor a lead, but a malicious, ruthless, and cold-blooded cannon fodder.

Because the original owner could not stand the younger brother, Li Chen, who was fostered in his home, he bullied him miserably before the protagonist shou met the two lead attackers and obtained his golden finger system.

Consequently, the original Shi Ji ended up ruined, driven to madness in a psychiatric hospital, and met a tragic end.

Before transmigrating, Shi Ji never expected to end up in such a role.

Whenever he thought of the things the original owner had done to Li Chen: locking him in a dark room to scare him, making him eat leftovers, breaking his mother’s mementos to frame him, pushing him into a swimming pool…

Each event made Shi Ji feel like a bright red exclamation mark was floating over his head.

The only way for Shi Ji to return to the real world was to complete his tasks and accumulate points.

However, he had been given a hell-mode mission.

He had to finish the plot while maintaining the original character persona and survive until the finale.

If the OOC level reached 10, the mission would be declared a failure, resulting in total death.

Shi Ji’s temples throbbed painfully.

In just three days, whenever he got near Li Chen, the system would issue tasks to bully him.

He felt like he was dancing on the edge of death every single day.

But for the sake of his life, Shi Ji did not dare to actually hurt Li Chen.

He found a bug: the system gave a warning right before he was about to break character.

So, he used these warnings to skip between breaking his persona and offending Li Chen.

For example, when the system ordered him to kick Li Chen, he would put on a fierce face and lightly tap the hem of Li Chen’s clothes.

When the system ordered a personal attack, he would wink frantically at Li Chen to show he was being forced…

Because of this, he had managed to survive this long.

He rubbed his aching brow.

In just three days, he felt like he had aged ten years.

[Plot loading successful.]

[Next task: Find the protagonist Li Chen, who is in a state of false heat, and humiliate him.]

As the cold system voice continued, Shi Ji remembered that half an hour ago, he had followed instructions to drug Li Chen and lock him in the secret room behind him.

Shi Ji dawdled in his chair.

[Please complete the task as soon as possible. Data synchronizing… Synchronization successful.]

As the system nagging voice faded, Shi Ji finally stood up.

He glanced left and right, then pulled open a drawer under the desk.

He took something out and clenched it tightly in his palm.

After lingering for a moment to ensure there was no OOC warning, he let out a secret sigh of relief.

He turned and pushed the bookshelf aside.

The two bookshelves were easily moved, revealing a hidden door.

Shi Ji entered the password, and with a click, the door opened automatically.

Shi Ji poked his head inside.

The room was pitch black and filled with a sinister atmosphere.

An eerie draft blew out, and when it brushed against his neck, he shivered instinctively.

After hesitating for a second, he stepped inside.

The moment his foot crossed the threshold, a floor lamp flickered on.

The dim yellow light only illuminated a small patch of the floor, its edges bleeding into the darkness.

After a few steps, Shi Ji heard faint, shallow gasps.

He squinted, his eyes finally adjusting enough to see someone lying at the far end of the room.

The person was curled on the floor with their back to him, one foot bound by a shackle.

The iron chains heaped on the ground rattled with every movement.

Shi Ji froze for a moment then walked over quickly.

Likely hearing his approach, the trembling person opened their eyes and turned to look up at him.

The noble and beautiful Omega’s face was flushed with heat.

Even in the dark, his translucent skin was visible.

His misty-blue eyes were currently stained by the darkness and overflowing with a watery light.

Looking at him would make anyone feel an instinctive urge to cherish him.

It was not the first time Shi Ji had seen Li Chen’s face, but he still couldn’t help but marvel in his heart.

Even if Li Chen was a low-quality Omega by the standards of this dog-blood novel, he had the face of a top-tier Omega.

It was no wonder the author loved him so much.

Not only did he get a golden finger system to counterattack, but he also had the ability to make any man kneel at his feet if he so desired.

In the original text, this was indeed the case.

Li Chen’s pheromones were unique; no Alpha could resist them.

Later in the story, if he intentionally released them, he could make every Alpha on the scene go into heat instantly and fight each other for him.

He was the undisputed heartthrob.

However, there was only one person immune to this: Shi Ji.

Not for any special reason, but simply because he was a Beta.

He could not smell pheromones and could not be marked.

That was why he became the most vicious cannon fodder in the book.

Thinking of this, Shi Ji did not control his speed and accidentally kicked the Omega on the floor.

A soft cry of pain came from Li Chen.

Due to the false heat, his voice sounded like a kitten in heat.

If an Alpha were here, they would have lost control long ago.

Only Shi Ji went stiff and looked down at Li Chen in a panic.

The other man’s brows were tightly knit, and his face, flushed with desire, was now taut with pain.

Seeing Li Chen’s expression darken, Shi Ji’s internal alarm bells went off, and he began apologizing frantically in his head.

[Kick Li Chen once. 500 points added.]

The system’s voice rang out at the worst possible time.

[Now—]

[Please humiliate him to your heart’s content.]