Chapter 2 He Cuckolds Himself

Pa!

On the golf course, the white ball rolled for a long time, then went in with one stroke.

“Already gone to keep the appointment? Looks like I’ve been eliminated.” The calm voice, as if nothing had happened, said, “You know what to do.”

“Yes, boss. The people below have already acted, and it won’t alert anyone.”

“Let it alert them, it’s fine.”

...

Inside the stern building.

The fingers that had put down the gun toyed with a ring worth ten planets.

“Prepare the proposal ceremony.”

“Yes, it’s already been prepared. We’re just waiting for the person to arrive, but, do we really need to do this? Since he has already chosen someone else, I’m afraid he won’t...”

The quantum laser gun in the left hand instantly finished reassembling.

For a man, the too-good-looking shape of those lips tightened slightly as the gun was loaded cleanly and neatly, pressed into a somewhat sickly, stubborn curve. He said carelessly, “Reject me... then just kill them, won’t that do?”

...

Encrypted messages rippled through the city’s magnetic field data. All the intelligent machines along the way briefly stopped and fell into paralysis, receiving a mysterious order.

[Warning, the situation ahead is complicated, there are enemies from many sides, task completion cannot be guaranteed, there is a high possibility of drawing attention and being traced back.]

Remote command: “Execute the highest order, bring the person to the control center, ignore everything else.”

...

Bo Yu woke from the darkness, recalling what had happened before.

He had suddenly gone from the camphor tree path behind the school library to a beach party on some private island. There had been a waiter who asked him to go see the host of the banquet.

But when he had just stepped into the villa courtyard, he ran into three waves of assassins that suddenly appeared.

While the three sides were in a standoff, he was taken away without warning by a fourth wave of people.

Even more exciting, before losing consciousness, he had also seen fifth and sixth waves of people coming to cut in and snatch him away.

And then, he woke up in a place like this, not knowing which wave of people had ultimately succeeded.

In the darkness, the only thing giving off light was an A4-sized sheet of paper, floating in midair, facing Bo Yu’s line of sight.

And the paper even swayed left and right a few times, putting in its full acting effort to attract Bo Yu’s attention.

[You’re awake?] A few large words appeared on the paper, paired with an innocent emoji.

Bo Yu stood up, and in the hazy light from the paper, looked around at the surroundings.

A very high-tech, very expensive basement, very suitable for imprisoning someone and doing something indescribable.

“Why am I here, who kidnapped me?” Bo Yu asked casually while looking around.

It had originally just been a subconscious self-mutter, but he really got an answer.

That A4 paper rustled apart into seven sheets, each one like a display screen. The cute emoji on the A4 paper pointed in the direction of the display screens without hesitation, like it was accusing the culprit, and its little hand even shook.

In the darkness, seven screens were lined up three above and four below. In the images appearing on each screen, there was a faint, indistinct man.

Seven suspects, some only showing a side-profile silhouette, some a back view, some a hand, some slightly pressed lips, or only a voice... not one of them showed a complete face or body.

The images froze, and the seven people said the same sentence.

“I only want the person, no matter the cost.”

Deeply affectionate, spine-chilling, not like a proposal, more like murder.

The paper trembled: [Now do you understand?]

Bo Yu: “Not really. Can you make it a little clearer?”

The images on the seven screens changed instantly.

[You rejected the crown prince’s proposal, and you were kidnapped on the street.]

A spoiled, petulant innocent voice: “Dear, do you really think I don’t know what you did?”

[You rejected the grand duke’s proposal, and you woke up in a dark cage.]

A careless voice: “You don’t want to be a duchess, then be a canary, how about it, do you like the color of the cage?”

[You rejected the major general’s proposal, and a gun was pointed at your head.]

A sickly, calm tone, light and unconcerned: “Did you not think through the consequences of rejecting me in advance?”

[You rejected the media tycoon’s proposal, your black material hit the interstellar headlines, social death.]

A gentle, cool voice: “See, now you don’t have to choose.”

...

Bo Yu kept his eyes open and watched the various ways he died on the screen.

He blinked. “What did I do?”

How could it have come to this.

The paper trembled: [You are a playboy omega, keeping an entire ocean of alphas... they decided to propose to you...]

Seeing the familiar RPG game setting, Bo Yu raised a hand to press his temple, and understood: “But this isn’t a romantic role-playing game? Why would it have this kind of death route?”

[You’re different, you’re the villain, the big villain!]

Bo Yu got curious. “What kind of villain is worthy of this kind of treatment?”

[An interstellar level-one wanted criminal, crime against humanity.]

Bo Yu nodded. “That’s a pretty big villain, then. But why do you want to make a big villain into a player omega?”

[All of this is mainly that game architect’s fault. Because of the game setting, the game architect’s forced setting, you became the white moonlight of seven alpha big shots. I suspect the game architect was trying to ride the wave of popularity, pulling in a lot of trendy settings and forcibly stitching them together.]

“Why are you putting it in parentheses? I can see it.” Bo Yu said.

The paper trembled: [This is for emphasis. According to my investigation, your character was actually designed by that game architect based on his own male god.]

“Ah.” Bo Yu gave a noncommittal sound.

[It’s true, not only do you have a prototype, the seven alphas do too. Each one of them is the product of that game architect’s self-insertion, so each of them has that kind of relationship with your character.]

Bo Yu raised his brows slightly. “A character designed based on a male god, and the result is a player? A villain? Don’t you think there’s something wrong?”

[It’s because of an extremely strong jealousy complex. If the male god is a big villain, then no one can truly get him. Even if these seven alphas are products of his self-insertion, he still doesn’t want anyone to get you.]

“Oh, I get it.” This time Bo Yu really understood. “The seven alphas are his incarnations, I am his male god’s incarnation, I am the white moonlight of the seven alphas, and the result is, I get shot in the head, locked in a cage, black material gets on the media, social death? Is this game architect a sociopath?”

Bo Yu thought of the handsome, lazy young man he had seen in the library. Truly, you can’t judge people by their looks.

[This was an accident. Although that game architect really is a lunatic, I am a proper romance game. The reason this ending appeared is because there was a very big bug in the game, which caused the logic to collapse across the board.]

Bo Yu was a little curious. “Logic collapsing across the board? What kind of bug?”

[You!]

The paper’s emoji hand shook and pointed at him.

Bo Yu: “Me?”

[Because the game architect was never able to get together with his male god, and had absolutely no romantic experience, when he was designing the game, the seven alphas and you only had the factual setting of a surface-level lover relationship, with no substantive romantic details to support it.]

[Also, in the ABO world there is a basic setting, each person’s pheromones are as unique as their genes, an omega’s pheromones can only be 100% compatible with one alpha’s pheromones. An omega who is perfectly compatible with seven different alphas’ pheromones at the same time cannot exist.]

[But the game architect ignored the basic logic and set you as the destined target of seven alphas with different personalities and preferences, causing you to become a green tea player, and because he didn’t want anyone to get you, he forcefully set you as the big villain. All the settings contradicted one another, and after the game actually started running, your character setup simply couldn’t hold.]

[The alphas, toward you, were at once following the setting of lovers and at once following the setting of killing the villain. The logic was contradictory and conflicted, and that gave rise to the endings you saw. Not only that, it even caused the entire game world to collapse completely.]

At first, A4 paper communicated with Bo Yu using emojis and words, but that long string of information just now had been spoken by a young man’s voice.

Bo Yu: “You can speak?”

A4 paper’s voice was innocent: [I can, I just wanted to ease into it slowly so I wouldn’t scare you.]

But floating in the air like that with emojis and characters appearing on its own, wasn’t that also scary?

Bo Yu nodded, then suddenly glanced sideways, “My appearance here, was that your doing?”

A4 paper trembled, its voice turning nervous: [T-That... there’s a reason for it, because you are that game architect’s first love male god, the prototype for this character. Only if you make this character’s setup hold up and patch the logic bug can I keep running!]

“Green tea, playboy, big villain, interstellar level-one wanted criminal, crime against humanity.” Bo Yu counted off the setup, “Too hard. Can’t do it.”

A4 paper used a pitiful puppy emoji, its bright eyes full of expectation: [You can do it!]

“Send me back. I still have a lecture to attend. Games, after all, some can’t make it to market, and if they do make it to market they’ll still get flamed by a bunch of players who don’t spend money. Keep your chin up, getting destroyed is nothing much. Be strong.”

[Please, please, become the white moonlight of the seven alphas!]

“I’m not interested in dating.”

[Become a green tea player!]

“Isn’t making a straight man into green tea kind of...”

[After the collapse plot, get away as the big villain!]

“I can get away right now.”

[Fix the bug where pheromones can’t possibly match!]

“...” Pheromones, weren’t those just natural human perfume? The whole world is walking spice?

Bo Yu, a perfumer who had hit a creative bottleneck and was seeking a breakthrough of inspiration, thought deeply.

The paper, wearing that puppy-like cute emoji, pitifully circled around Bo Yu.

[I really, really want to make it to market, please!]

“Fine.”

[Please! If even you have no way, then I’m really going to be destroyed... ah, you agreed!] The paper raised its “head”, the emoji looking shocked as it stared at Bo Yu like a puppy.

Bo Yu nodded. “Mm, I’m a little interested in that pheromone bug now. I just happen to have something I want to verify. I’ll give it a try while I’m at it.”

[You’re so nice!] The paper bobbed excitedly like a puppy.

A burst of mechanical sounds came from the basement entrance not far away, as if someone was about to come in.

Bo Yu raised his head, glanced lazily in the direction of the sound, not caring, and lowered his eyes again to continue looking at the paper: “Where do I start?”

[Ah, the culprit is here. Let’s hurry, we have to, before he walks up to you and does something irreparable, rationalize the logic line of your plot with him.]

A4 paper stood on the ground and instantly turned into a tall paper door, indicating for Bo Yu to go in.

The instant he passed through the paper door, a streak of white light swallowed everything.

...

A thin, bean-sprout-like teenager, wearing a school uniform, stood at the school gate.

In his hand was a sheet of thin paper like a flyer.

Bo Yu adjusted his tacky glasses. “Now what do I do?”

Words began to appear on the blank paper: [Just now I analyzed it, the person most likely to succeed in kidnapping you in the seven-way operation should be the most mysterious behind-the-scenes big shot among the seven alphas. Let me see, the setup is rather trendy: a disabled, ruthless big shot. The timeline now is your youth, he is in this school, you work hard to find him, keep him in your fish pond, set up the green tea persona properly, and let him know in the end that he was cuckolded, yet still can’t bear to kill you.]

Bo Yu lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at it from the side: “Let a disabled, ruthless man know that he’s been cuckolded, and still not be able to bear to kill the other person, easy?”

[Very hard.] A4 paper answered honestly, [But don’t forget, you are his prototype’s male god, and being cuckolded was also something his prototype designed himself. Cuckolding himself, he probably won’t mind too much. You can definitely do it! Go for it!]

Bo Yu thought of that young man in the library, and couldn’t tell that the other person had this kind of hobby.

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