Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

The Holy Father System appeared in the real world when Zhang Chunliang was sent to an orphanage by his parents at the age of three.

He was very young at the time and had no idea what it was, but he treated it as a childhood playmate and tried his best to complete every task it assigned to him.

At first his tasks were to help a kitten that fell into the water, serve dishes to the canteen aunt in the orphanage, etc. But when he was 7 years old, all the tasks given to him by the Holy Father System revolved around another abandoned little boy.

Help Shen Xingyi get to know the orphanage, help Shen Xingyi drive away the bullies, help Shen Xingyi have a happy birthday, help Shen Xingyi laugh from the bottom of his heart...

Zhang Chunliang's life after the age of seven revolves around a cocky but clingy child. He has accumulated a lot of energy because of his mission as the Holy Father, but he cannot use the energy due to lack of props.

It was not until he became an adult and took a very good tattoo artist as his master and became a professional tattoo artist that his Holy Father energy came in handy on his tattoo gun.

Zhang Chunliang discovered that each of his tattoos would consume a certain amount of Holy Father energy, and that people with tattoos would possess unique powers depending on the tattoos.

A teenager who had been bullied for a long time got a tiger head tattoo to boost his courage. He suddenly became extremely strong and successfully taught a lesson to the gangster who blackmailed him. A girl who got a dream catcher tattoo no longer dreamed of evil spirits every day, regained her spirit and was admitted to her dream university. A middle-aged man who got a Pixiu tattoo suddenly became rich and made the headlines...

From then on, Zhang Chunliang was determined to make the Holy Father system flourish under his (tattooed) gun and become a person who is beneficial to society.

But before he could realize his ambitions, he was killed in a deliberate car accident.

It was not until his deathbed that the Holy Father System told him that his boyfriend Shen Xingyi was detected by the system as a super villain who was judged to have the potential to destroy the world.

So the system traveled across dimensions and chose him, hoping that he would use the power of the Holy Father to influence the villain and maintain world stability.

After his death, Shen Xingyi turned evil. He took revenge on too many people, including many innocent people.

In order to prevent the most terrible consequences from happening, the Holy Father System consumed all the energy that Zhang Chunliang had accumulated over the years and brought him into a magical game world, hoping that he could use the power of the game to revive, return to reality, and appease the villain.

Therefore, the thirteenth "ghost player" appeared in this copy.

After listening to Wang Gui's narration, Zhang Chunliang half-truthfully told the story of how he entered the game.

The reason for his death was true, but the reason for him entering the game was false. It was true that a system brought him into the game, but who knew whether it was the system of the Game House or some other system?

Zhang Chunliang silently asked the Holy Father System in his heart: "System, if stowaways like us are discovered by the indigenous system, will we be killed?"

〖The Holy Father System has a complete plane shielding system, which can provide the host with a single Holy Father energy of less than 10 energy, so that the host can complete the game task. The probability of being discovered is 0.01%, but the host must follow the game rules of this plane.〗

The implication is that I can give you some golden fingers to help you avoid being discovered by the local snakes here. But if you play too big and break the rules of the game here, and let the natives start to suspect you, then you will be doomed.

Zhang Chunliang relaxed and turned his attention back to the game itself. He adjusted the game screen and found that he only had two hours left to live.

The carriage parade was about to end, and he had to find a way to earn back some money.

Suddenly there was a commotion and screaming in the distance. Before the people in the carriage could react to what was happening, a violent collision tore the carriage into pieces.

The players were unable to dodge and were thrown to the ground as the carriage broke into pieces.

Six divine horses pulled a tall and magnificent carriage, rushing through the busy streets as if they were in an empty space. Everywhere they went were wailing citizens and bloody severed limbs.

As the carriage moved farther and farther away, bursts of crazy, sharp laughter came from inside, with a creepy excitement, as if the tragedy before them was something worth celebrating.

Chen Dayong was in a bad position and rolled on the ground for a few times, and fell at the feet of a frightened mule. The strong mule's hoof actually stepped directly towards his head.

If he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. Chen Dayong had no chance to take out props for defense. He gritted his teeth and prepared to take the blow.

As a result, a pair of hands grabbed him in time from the side, and the hoof that should have crushed his head fell heavily and broke one of his arms.

As the severe pain hit, Chen Dayong broke out in a cold sweat. Still in shock, he looked up at his savior and was a little surprised - it was the pretty boy who had been bullied all the way.

After saving him, Zhang Chunliang did not seek credit for it. He kept shuttling between the injured players and citizens, carrying them to a safe place.

The reminder of the Holy Father's points being credited rang loudly in his head. With every extra point, his chance of survival would increase a little, and of course, Wang Gui would be a little more unlucky. Zhang Chunliang thought maliciously.

"Oh my! You are a bunch of rude fools!" The NPC butler who was smiling just now appeared in front of the players again. He looked at his broken carriage with heartache.

"Pay compensation! Pay compensation!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Fei, the player who took the lead in provoking Zhang Chunliang in the car, had a distorted face due to pain. He said angrily: "Didn't you see that it was the carriage that crashed into your car? How can you blame us!"

The housekeeper looked grim as he stared at Fade Chen. "How could our respected City Lord Third Young Master crash into my carriage? Do you still want to deny it? I think there are too many of you and you crushed my precious carriage. I will make you pay the price!"

After hearing this, the players understood that the old guy didn't dare to offend the city lord's third young master who fled the scene, so he could only commit fraud and put the loss on the players.

"In order to compensate for my losses, you must now choose two people from among you to follow me, and each of the others must compensate me 20 copper coins." The NPC looked at everyone gloomily, as if he was selecting a favorite product.

Those who can enter this dungeon are definitely not rookies. They know that disobeying the NPC will not end well, so they swallow their anger and pay the copper coins obediently.

As for the players who turned in...

Zhang Chunliang, who was calm and composed, and Wang Gui, who was howling and cursing, were tied to a horse and dragged behind it, and it was unknown where they were being sent.

He had lost all his coppers and could not pay the fine, so he naturally became the first victim.

At his request, the housekeeper packed up Wang Gui and took him away. The players thought he was taking revenge on Wang Gui maliciously, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously. They had seen many dog-eat-dog situations, and it just happened to solve a troublesome matter for them.

People are like this. When death approaches, of course they will take someone with them to die with them. They don't care about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and the pretentious saint is no exception.

The countdown on Zhang Chunliang's system had disappeared. When he was tied to the horse, Chen Dayong, the strong man whose life he had just saved, quietly put a copper coin into his hand.

Zhang Chunliang held the coin in his hand, and faced with Wang Gui's curses that seemed to want to eat him alive, he felt nothing in his heart.

You see, all help always comes at a price. He helped Chen Dayong, and Chen Dayong returned the favor by giving him a life-saving copper coin.

He also helped Wang Gui, so he should at least get some compensation from him, right?

The blood of a villain who has committed a sin and killed his relatives can be used as excellent tattoo pigment.

When the carriage stopped, the butler took the two to the back door of a large courtyard, and then turned left and right into a small bluestone courtyard.

This place is remote, with three bluestone bungalows standing in a row, with smoke billowing out of them.

Zhang Chunliang was untied. He stomped on his legs and feet as blood circulation was blocked and he felt something greasy on the ground that was sticky to his feet.

"You little beast! You dare to hurt me, I will kill you!!!" As soon as he was untied, Wang Gui rushed up with a roar.

The moment he touched Zhang Chunliang's arm, he suddenly screamed and jumped up, as if he had touched a high-voltage wire that was leaking electricity, and his heartbeat slowed down by a beat. This made him even more angry, and he spewed out extremely humiliating dirty words.

The butler entered the stone house, talked with the owner, then left contentedly counting the copper coins. Behind him, a terrifyingly huge body staggered out.

Wang Gui's mouthful of curse words got stuck in his throat, and he looked at the person who came with an expression of extreme fear.

——He was an obese human-shaped mountain of flesh. There were six scars on his bald head, and his face was covered with fat, so his facial features were almost invisible. An oversized monk's robe was stretched out by his round body without a single wrinkle.

The most horrifying thing was his stomach, which was wriggling violently, as if... some living thing was struggling frantically through his belly.

As soon as he appeared, a strong sense of oppression pinned Zhang Chunliang to the ground, and he could no longer move.

In a space invisible to the two, the virtual barrage had exploded.

——Ahhhhhhhh, it appeared! The meat monk in the city that never sleeps! My electronic pickled mustard tuber!

——I’m going to add new dishes to my recipe book. I’d like to call myself the number one chef in travel!

——I’m a newcomer to the live broadcast room, so I’d like to ask...Are these two players going to be eaten?

——Yes, I have watched the live broadcast of the Never-Sleeping City dungeon many times. The one who impressed me the most was the meat monk. He is really good at cooking, and the recipes are never the same! Although the ingredients are all from players:)

——Have you seen the forum? A player once took a screenshot of the appearance of the meat monk when the dungeon was first established. He was a very handsome guy with countless fans at that time. It’s a pity that he has become so ugly now... Ugh...

——? ? ? The above poster, please stop bragging. How can an NPC keep accumulating energy? Will all the data be refreshed after the dungeon is cleared?

——But the above, no one has cleared this dungeon... Even if someone escaped from the dungeon, it was because they found the "key" by chance, and no one officially cleared it, so until now, this dungeon has not been refreshed...

——Oh my god…

——Damn… Does this mean that no one can survive ten days in this instance? It doesn’t look as scary as the wasteland survival game next door…

——In fact, I am looking forward to someone completing the game, because I really want to relive the beauty of the Meat Monk back then.

——You are all discussing the monk, am I the only one who thinks that the style of the little saint father seems wrong? Ever since he left the player team, his smile always makes me creepy...

At this moment, Zhang Chunliang was really scared. Only when facing this strange NPC head-on could he feel the fear of being treated as just a dish.

The meat monk glanced at the two of them casually, then staggered towards Zhang Chunliang.

He raised his fat and huge palm, trying to lift his neck, but another strange electric shock made the meat monk retract his hand suddenly and think for a while in confusion.

"There is... there is a thorn, pull it out..." He spoke unclearly in his throat, as if he wanted to catch the prey again.

Zhang Chunliang was covered in cold sweat. He could feel that the three-petal thunder lotus he had tattooed on his left arm for self-defense had only one petal left. If he could resist again, he would be completely helpless.

At this moment, the sound of flowing water came from beside me.

The meat monk turned his head and saw that his other dish was so scared that its mouth was crooked and its eyes were squinting, and it even peed all over the floor. He was a monk who loved cleanliness, so he decided to deal with the other ingredient first.

So he turned around and grabbed Wang Gui's neck while he was begging for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

"Please, please... No, I'm not tasty! You eat that pretty boy, he looks so tender... Please, Grandpa..."

The Meat Monk didn't show any emotion at all. He pulled off his head with a "click" as easily as cleaning a shrimp.

Zhang Chunliang: …

Warm blood splashed all over him, and in this hellish scene, he found that he could make sounds and move.

Run! You must run...!

Seeing that the monster monk's attention was all on Wang Gui's corpse, Zhang Chunliang calmly took a few steps back and took advantage of the monk's unpreparedness to run out of the yard.