What Should I Do After Picking Up the "Dragon Proud Sky" Protagonist as a Pet? (Transmigration) - Chapter 1

It was not until his twentieth year in this world that Su Feng realized something was slightly off. He had apparently transmigrated into a book.

Su Feng stared at the “cheat code” he had dug out of a chest, an item that had abruptly manifested only now that he had turned twenty and fell into deep thought.

[Detected Protagonist · Murphy within 1 kilometer of Host. Distance is too great; Protagonist intimacy is too low; Luck value is insufficient; Host misfortune value is too high. Please obtain Luck value as soon as possible.]

This paragraph appeared abruptly in Su Feng’s mind. It looked very much like a late-arriving “Golden Finger” or perhaps a system residing within his body. However, what left Su Feng utterly speechless was that he had waited a full twenty years for this perk.

Twenty years. Who knew what he had endured during those twenty years?

He was so unlucky that he would get hit by carriages just by stepping outside, he would choke on water while drinking, and magical beasts would fall from the sky while he was walking. It would rain the moment he hung his clothes to dry, and the sun would come out the second he took them back in. In those twenty years, Su Feng had almost grown accustomed to his constant misfortune. Then, this legendary Golden Finger finally activated.

“Why didn’t you wait until I was dead to show up?” Su Feng said to the ring. He squeezed the seemingly unremarkable band, his eyes brimming with tears. His tone carried a hint of resentment and pain, but overall, he was happy.

[I am sorry. It is my fault for not taking better care of you.] The System acted remarkably kind and gentle, completely unlike those pretentious types who show up and immediately bark out a list of tasks. It even began to comfort Su Feng: [It’s alright. Once you plunder the Protagonist’s luck, you won’t be this unlucky anymore.]

“That’s great. Wait, the Protagonist?”

[Murphy. He is the protagonist of this world.] The System paused, then asked: [Do you not remember him at all?]

Su Feng fell silent for a moment. He searched his mind for every novel, movie, and manga he had ever consumed. Although he had lived in this world for many years, during those times when he lived a life that was neither human nor ghost, he could not help but reminisce about the stable, peaceful modern era that had smartphones. But among the novels that left a deep impression on him, none had a protagonist with that name.

[You have read it,] the System reminded him. [It’s that novel where the male lead eventually destroys the world.]

Under the System’s reminder, Su Feng finally managed to dredge up a forgotten novel from his memory. He exclaimed in surprise, “But that book had a botched ending!”

Su Feng felt a sense of disbelief. He double-checked the facts: “Normally, doesn’t transmigration only happen if you finish the book, share a name with a character, or if you’re the author? This is ridiculous.” Su Feng’s hands trembled slightly, shocked by the absurdity of it all. He said, “These days, do you even get transmigrated just for dropping a book halfway through?”

The System gave a soft affirmation. It said: [Very unlucky indeed.]

Su Feng said, “If this is true, then this Murphy you want me to contact is the protagonist of this world?”

The System answered every question: [You must approach him, get close to him, and obtain enough intimacy from him to plunder his luck and change your misfortune.]

Upon hearing this, a look of unprecedented struggle and despair appeared in Su Feng’s eyes for the first time. He gripped the ring, his expression turning grave. He said, “System, tell me one thing: if I choose to refuse, will you give me some kind of punishment?”

[No.]

[But you need me to change your fate. In the destiny of this world, you are a complete outsider. Without me, you will gradually be rejected by the World Consciousness until you are expelled, falling into nothingness. That is more terrifying than death; the World Consciousness will use any means necessary to drive you away.]

The System’s tone was calm, but it gave Su Feng the distinct impression of a threat. Su Feng did not know if what it said was true or false, but the fact that he had been extremely unlucky since childhood was undeniable. Hearing that the consequences were so severe, a hesitant expression appeared on Su Feng’s face. He took a deep breath and continued:

“Can we change the person? Is anyone other than the protagonist okay? Like some deity or a supporting male lead?”

[Do you hate the protagonist?] the System asked curiously.

“It’s not a matter of hate or not,” Su Feng said. “He’s a psychopath!”

[Slander.]

Su Feng: “Not only is he non-human, but his methods are cruel and horrific. He stops at nothing to achieve his goals. He is a pure villain and a madman. Anything that can be used is treated as a tool. He would slap a woman just as easily as he would slap a man.”

[That indicates he possesses extremely high efficiency, strong execution, and clear goals.]

Su Feng: “He controls and enslaves many servants. He views everything as an obstacle in his path. He is skilled at disguising himself and is deeply scheming.”

[That indicates he has many loyal followers and is skilled at planning.]

Su Feng’s eyes widened. He felt that something was wrong with the way this System talked. Whose side was this guy on? He listed several of the male lead’s crimes, but the System refuted them one by one. Finally, Su Feng reached his limit and said through gritted teeth, “I don’t care about any of that! I just hate him!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the air seemed to fall silent for a moment. Su Feng heard the System say: [I am sorry.]

[But you must contact him to survive,] the System said. [Do you really hate him that much?]

“Why else do you think I dropped the book back then?” Su Feng retorted as if it were obvious.

He recalled his experience following the story. Su Feng was not a bookworm; he only looked for novels that suited his taste during his free time. It just so happened that back then, the novel titled Supreme Lord was at the top of the monthly charts. Su Feng’s friend was a fan of the male lead. After staying up all night to finish the latest chapters, the friend acted as if he had been injected with stimulants, dragging Su Feng into a long conversation to recommend the book.

The young and innocent Su Feng opened the reading app with a “try it out” mindset. After the first few dozen chapters, he suffered a spiritual strike from a male lead who was written as a protagonist but acted like a villain.

If one were to describe his personality in a single sentence: he was a madman who moved forward only to become the strongest, fearing neither life-or-death crises nor the opinions of others. If one were to describe his appearance in a single sentence: he was a flawless work of art, a masterpiece painstakingly created by the Creator.

He used superb acting skills to deceive one opponent after another and used his immense power to toy with formidable enemies. Like a chess player manipulating the board from behind the scenes, he controlled people’s hearts, used them, and then ruthlessly discarded them. Those who followed him viewed him as their worshipped sun and deity, only to collapse in despair upon discovering his true face. When the male lead discovered his non-human identity, he not only felt no rejection toward it but instead accepted the fact rapidly. Perhaps, as he said, his manifested personality and thoughts were inherently different from those of ordinary people.

The famous quote by the protagonist of Supreme Lord, Murphy, was printed on the cover: “As long as it pleases me, anyone can be destroyed.”

This kind of character setting, story, and plot caused the then 18-year-old Su Feng to fall into self-doubt. Su Feng was a model student so well-behaved he could have competed for the title of “the good kid next door.” Even when reading web novels, he would only browse the “Cute Pet” channel because of his love for fluffy things.

So, as he looked at his excited friend—who seemed completely enthralled by the male lead—and then looked at the plot where the lead ruthlessly pulled up his enemies by the roots and used the trusting supporting characters to achieve his goals, Su Feng said hesitantly, “Is this protagonist’s character setting a bit psycho?”

“Isn’t he cool!” The friend, currently in his chuunibyou phase, had glowing eyes and kept repeating to Su Feng: “Gosh, so cool, so powerful. He is the strongest. The strongest, you get it?”

“It is just a pity that even though there are so many girls around him, he didn’t take a single one into his harem.” The friend had become a loyal reader, so after a brief complaint, he added: “But this fits his character. He shouldn’t fall in love with anyone!”

“Su Feng, don’t you like fluffy things?” The friend used the excuse he had used to trick Su Feng into opening the book. He coughed lightly, flipped to the setting of the male lead’s original form, and pointed at a fluffy ball: “Look, the male lead’s original form is exactly fluffy enough to suit your taste.”

Looking at his excited friend, Su Feng silently shut his mouth and offered a friendly yet polite smile. “Thanks, but I think I’ll pass.”

The male lead in the book was crazy, perverse, and neurotic, stopping at nothing to become the Supreme. Everything was merely a stepping stone on his path to godhood. He did not understand it, and he did not respect it. So, he dropped the book immediately.

This book, which had dealt a heavy blow to Su Feng’s values and made it impossible for him to understand his friend’s taste, was eventually thrown to the back of his mind. Even the protagonist’s name was almost forgotten. The only plot point Su Feng could recall was that at the very beginning of the story, the male lead was seriously injured and ended up in the wilderness. He was picked up by a supporting female character who took him home and cared for him meticulously. Their interaction was very pleasant and warm. This was also the beginning of the male lead’s doubts about his identity because he lost that specific memory after recovering. In the process of searching for those memories, he realized his non-human nature.

At the time, Su Feng thought it was a story about a cute pet repaying a debt of gratitude. A cute girl and a cute, fluffy protagonist were adorable together. His friend had gone to great lengths to tell Su Feng not to be influenced by the comments and just read the book carefully.

Knowing nothing, Su Feng was lured in by the soft and cute pet trap, only to be struck by the lightning of the plot until he was coughing up blood in disbelief.

And now, having transmigrated from birth, Su Feng only just recalled this plot and realized something was wrong. Because he suddenly realized one thing.

Tap, tap, tap. There was a gentle knock on Su Feng’s door. His servant stood before the door and said to Su Feng, “Lord Su Feng, Miss Vina has just left the camp. She took her servants to the forest to hunt.”

Vina, Su Feng, hunting.

Su Feng’s eyelid twitched, and a passage of the plot quickly surfaced in his mind:

[When Murphy woke up, he saw a beautiful girl with a flamboyant aura aiming a recurve bow at him. A sense of fatal danger arrived. Although he no longer remembered his identity or name, he still had the faint instincts of the Life Race. Thus, the moment the girl met his eyes, Murphy’s ability activated. He instinctively controlled the woman in front of him and planted a mental suggestion in that instant, making her mistakenly believe that the monster before her was her favorite pet. She brought him back to the camp, caring for him meticulously.]

The supporting female character who first came into contact with Murphy and brought him home in the original text was his sister.

Su Feng closed his eyes, his brow furrowed tightly and a vein throbbing on his forehead. He took a deep breath. With a bang, the door swung open. In the dim hallway, the servant looked up and saw the corner of a black cloak. The cloak, made from the fur of a fourth-tier magical beast, wrapped around the newcomer’s lean and tall figure. Su Feng had jet-black hair and eyes like the sea. When his transparent blue eyes looked down slightly, he gave off a faint, inviolable majesty. He was exceptionally handsome, and though he was young, his aura was already intimidating.

“Bring her back.” Su Feng strode out of the room, his cloak swaying behind him. He said word for word, “I do not permit her to leave the camp to take risks!”

The servants behind him lowered their heads and complied. They did not find it strange, as Su Feng had always cared for his sister. Meanwhile, on the other side, Vina was stroking her mount, watching the magic horse slowly chew its feed in her palm. Her maid reminded her: “My Lady, why did you suddenly want to hunt magical beasts? Even if we only take a lap around the outskirts of the Dawn Forest, it’s enough for others to target us.”

“Brother’s birthday is coming up. I want to hunt a wild wolf personally to make him a cloak.” Vina smiled. She carried a longbow and looked very young, acting on a bit of an impulsive whim. “Don’t you dare tell him.”

With a flip, she hopped onto the magic horse. The maid looked at her worriedly. Just as Vina was about to leave, several servants rushed over to stop her. Vina frowned slightly at the maid, only to see the other woman shrink her head back. A group of servants pounced forward, saying, “Miss Vina, the Dawn Forest is too dangerous. You’d better not!”

“I’m going anyway!” Being blocked like this actually sparked a sense of rebellion in Vina’s heart. She was determined to go out today. She rode her magic horse, jostling through the crowd, and finally let out a snort of laughter as she prepared to leave, leaving a group of servants chasing after her. And the direction she was heading in was the cliff of the Dawn Forest.

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