When the Villainous Boss Acts as the Protagonist (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 1

“Prisoner 0101, F-rank sub-female. For the attempted injury of an A-rank Male Excellency, the Imperial Supreme Court and the Male Protection Center have unanimously decided to sentence him to death!”

“Execution Standard: S-rank. Execution Time: December 31, Interstellar Year 3035.”

“Executioner: Warden of Mograth, Alex Saxon.”

“Note: Due to the heinous nature of Prisoner 0101’s crimes, the execution will be presented via live broadcast to every citizen of the Empire. We hope everyone takes this as a warning to respect and protect every Male Excellency.”

Swish, swish, swish.

As the final word of the verdict fell, dozens of bionic eye cameras that had been floating quietly around Chu Sicheng in the dim room instantly activated.

Their electronic pupils turned from green to red. The next second, above every city in the Zerg Empire and on the light-brain screens of every citizen, the thin figure of a person bound to an electronic execution chair appeared.

Messy hair covered most of his face, and his thin body was wrapped in a dirty, wrinkled prison uniform. Combined with the blood-stained execution chair beneath him and the cold gleam of torture instruments on the racks behind him, the state of Prisoner 0101 appeared exceptionally wretched and pathetic.

Even so, no Zerg felt pity for him.

In fact, the viewers in the live stream felt his current appearance was not miserable enough.

{Still too clean.}

{Mograth is useless. Is no one going to lay a hand on him?}

{Hurry up and start the execution! I cannot wait to hear this guy’s painful wails!}

{I remember the first step of an S-rank punishment is facial tattooing, right?}

{A tattoo of this rank should pretty much cover the entire face.}

{Bug God above, please let 0101 die an extremely painful death!}

The dense barrage of comments, accompanied by the effects of countless fireworks and gifts, exploded across the screen. It was as if this live stream were not a solemn death sentence but a grand carnival colored by blood.

They were all clamoring, eagerly awaiting the death of Prisoner 0101.

“What should we do, Host? The protagonist halo has only ten percent left! If this continues, the mission will fail!” The system’s anxious voice echoed in Chu Sicheng’s mind.

However, while the servant was worried, the emperor was not. Compared to the system’s panic, Chu Sicheng remained calm as he faced the red light flashing on the halo value of his mission panel.

The military females at the door had already begun selecting the tattooing knives for his face, discussing when to call Warden Saxon in to begin.

As the subject of the punishment, Chu Sicheng merely stroked the electronic shackles on his wrists slowly. He did not even lift his eyelids during the military females’ low-voiced curses.

“Host!”

“What is the rush?”

Chu Sicheng spoke in a tone so flat it seemed the person about to endure torture was not himself, but an unrelated stranger.

In fact, ten minutes ago, the person being cursed by the entire Zerg Empire truly was not him.

As the head of the Villain Department of the Space-Time Management Bureau, Chu Sicheng was supposed to retire peacefully after completing his final villain mission.

However, before he could apply for retirement, a massive upheaval occurred at the Bureau. Not only was the high-level management completely replaced, but an additional “World Bug Removal Organization” was created.

It was said that in recent years, novel worlds were frequently plagued by “transmigration,” “rebirth,” and the sudden emergence of powers inconsistent with the world’s energy levels.

Examples included mind-reading, “being read,” and accidental connections to high-dimensional worlds that allowed characters to know the plot in advance through “bullet chats” or comments.

This caused the core of normally functioning worlds to be damaged. The children of destiny were framed and targeted, protagonist halos deviated significantly, and worlds gradually teetered on the edge of collapse.

These worlds were far more dangerous than normal novel worlds. Therefore, the members of the removal organization were the elite of the elite. Among them, Chu Sicheng was specifically hand-picked by the new Director.

Originally, Chu Sicheng wanted to refuse this extra work, but they simply offered too much.

Thus, Chu Sicheng became a member of the Bug Removal Organization and entered his first mission world.

It was a Zerg novel world plagued by a “transmigrator” Bug.

In this world, Chu Sicheng played Ryan, a gentle little male who lived in exile. Ryan was lonely and often bullied, yet he remained hopeful and kind toward life.

According to the original plot, Ryan was supposed to rescue a wounded military female on the trash planet where he lived, his official love interest, Friedrich.

In the early stages, Ryan would suffer greatly due to Friedrich’s severe prejudice and rejection of males.

Fortunately, Ryan was optimistic and held no grudges. Even when hurt by Friedrich, he continued to care for him without complaint.

Ultimately, he would win Friedrich’s heart and be taken back to the Imperial Star for a grand wedding, living a happy life pampered by his spouse.

But now, a transmigrator had appeared.

Before crossing over, this person was a die-hard fan of Friedrich. After crossing over, he received a mission from a Bug System to capture the “Protagonist-Shou” and steal the protagonist halo.

Naturally, the “Protagonist-Gong,” Ryan, became the biggest stumbling block on his path to success.

At this point, Ryan was merely an F-rank male disguising himself as a sub-female on a trash planet, having not yet undergone a second evolution. Meanwhile, the transmigrator was a wealthy and powerful A-rank male.

Consequently, on a rainy morning, a group of strangers burst into Ryan’s home and violently took away the wounded female he had recently rescued.

Immediately after, the transmigrator, fearing the natural attraction between the official couple, framed Ryan for the serious crime of “attempting to violate an A-rank Male Excellency.” Without a chance to defend himself, Ryan was sentenced to an S-rank death penalty.

“So, what is so hard about this mission? Friedrich is already by my side. Once the villain executes him successfully, the protagonist halo of this world will be mine for the taking.”

“Accidents? Hahaha. Don’t worry. As a ‘Prophet’ who has read the novel dozens of times and knows the protagonists better than they know themselves, there will be no accidents.”

The male who had been crying in the Protection Association a few days ago about how he was “harmed” was currently lying in a magnificent palace. He ate “Shine Muscat” grapes, fresh with water droplets, while smiling and using his toe to tap the virtual screen showing the male curled up on the execution chair.

There was no guilt on his face for framing the other, only the triumph of a successful scheme.

This was the last image Chu Sicheng saw of the transmigrator while observing the world from a God’s perspective.

The next second, his consciousness was pulled into Ryan’s body. Wrapped in a filthy prison uniform and weighted by heavy electronic shackles, he was forced to await his punishment under the gaze of hundreds of millions of citizens.

“Executioner, Alex Saxon.”

Chu Sicheng repeated the name of the only female who appeared on the verdict besides himself.

One had to admit the transmigrator was thorough. Knowing that Ryan was “mute” and unable to explain himself, he chose another male-hating military female from the book, the villain Alex, who served as the foil to the protagonist, to carry out the execution.

This way, even if Ryan’s identity as a male were exposed during the execution, there would be no chance of survival.

Currently, this appeared to be a dead-end.

Tapping the red indicator light on the shackles, Chu Sicheng looked up slightly at the torture tools laid out before him.

Just as the comments said, the first item was a golden tattooing knife engraved with complex runes.

The sharp blade and point possessed an unspeakable divine power that brought immense pain the moment it touched the skin.

Supposedly, this represented the Bug God’s punishment for their sins. The more pain the recipient felt, the angrier the Bug God was, and the more unforgivable the sin.

{I bet 0101 will scream the moment that knife touches him!}

{I cannot imagine how angry the Bug God must be right now.}

{To dare harm the precious Excellency Philo, 0101 might not even survive the first step of the Bug God’s wrath, right?}

{Bug God above, please protect the lowly 0101 so that he dies in agony only after enduring the entire punishment!}

The bionic eyes floating around Chu Sicheng flashed red constantly, as if transmitting the citizens’ rage to him.

The tattooing knife gleamed with a faint gold light. Chu Sicheng lowered his eyelashes, and in the next second, his fingertip completely covered the indicator light that signaled the electronic shackles were working normally.

At that moment, the tightly closed doors of the execution room slid open.

Blinding sunlight shot into the room, and a group of military females walked in.

The leader wore a black and silver-patterned uniform. He was tall with a beautiful appearance and exquisite green eyes that curved slightly, though the smile did not reach them.

Chu Sicheng watched as he walked straight to him. Long fingers encased in black leather gloves casually picked up the tattooing knife from the table.

“0101.”

A deep, casual voice sounded. His tone was as indifferent as if he were simply reading an unimportant serial number out of boredom.

But in the next second, a flash of white light occurred, and the tip of the knife appeared less than two millimeters from Chu Sicheng’s left eyeball.

At this distance, even a slight hand tremor could pierce the eye and cause permanent blindness.

However, Alex was clearly professional and had no intention of blinding Chu Sicheng just yet.

The metallic tip of the knife moved downward until it touched Chu Sicheng’s chin.

With a light lift, Chu Sicheng was forced to tilt his head back. The hair covering his eyes slid away, revealing a pair of clean, clear blue-gray eyes.

In the original description, Ryan’s appearance might not have been the best among males, but his eyes were the most beautiful.

“Those eyes were clear and gentle, like a well-behaved, innocent little deer in the forest.”

“Being watched by such eyes, even the coldest iceberg in the world would melt uncontrollably.”

However, facing these magical “deer eyes,” Alex remained unmoved.

The corners of his lips curled slightly as he moved the knife tip close to Chu Sicheng’s Adam’s apple. He locked eyes with the blue-gray gaze that remained as calm as a placid lake and spoke only one sentence.

“This level of calmness is truly rare. It is a pity.”

{A pity for what?}

{Wait, is this even the same species? Am I not watching a death execution? Why is he suddenly praising him?}

{Is General Saxon crazy? Isn’t every military female in the army this calm in the face of death?}

{So what exactly is a pity?}

All the viewers in the live stream, along with the other military females in the room, were confused by Alex’s “pity.”

Only Chu Sicheng, who was directly facing him, knew how this “perfect and impartial” General looked into the blind spot of the cameras, moved his thin lips, and silently called him: “Excellency.”

He already knew Ryan’s identity.

He knew the prisoner he was about to personally execute with an S-rank sentence was actually a male.

But he did not stop. In fact, he became even more excited because of it.

After all, the execution of 0101 was an order from the Imperial Supreme Court, a demand from the Male Protection Association, and the expectation of every citizen.

They were sending a male to his death in the name of “treasuring males.”

Was this not the most entertaining thing in the world?

The smile in Alex’s eyes deepened, tinged with a hint of madness.

“I am sorry about this.”

The golden tattooing knife approached the male’s eyes again.

Through the golden reflection, Chu Sicheng saw Alex blink. Finally, he spoke his first words since arriving in this world: “You will not feel sorry.”

Alex raised an eyebrow. “How do you know?”

“Because.”

Chu Sicheng raised an eyebrow slightly. In an instant, a strange, demonic aura appeared within those clean, beautiful deer eyes.

“!”

Alex instinctively felt something was wrong. For some reason, the reaction speed he took pride in was suddenly insufficient against this prisoner whose hands and feet were bound by chains.

Before his body could retreat, the tattooing knife that had just left Chu Sicheng’s cheek was grabbed by a fair, slender hand.

He grabbed the blade directly. The sharp edge sliced through his soft skin almost instantly.

Blood surged out, stream after stream, sliding down his palm until it fell with a “patter” onto the indicator light that had long since gone dark.

“0101!”

{Holy crap!}

{What the hell!}

In an instant, chaos broke out in the execution room and the live stream.

No one knew when or how Chu Sicheng had unlocked the shackles.

Almost simultaneously, every military female in the execution room grabbed the gun at their waist, aiming at the only seated person in the room.

However, before they could act, a strange scent of citrus mixed with blood suddenly wafted to their noses.

“This is.”

Alex’s eyes widened suddenly.

Chu Sicheng chuckled. At the same time, his fingers tightened, letting the blood flow even more freely from the wound.

{Wait, what is he doing?}

{Are those guards useless? Why is no one moving? Didn’t they see 0101’s handcuffs are open?}

{But seriously, why did he grab the knife on purpose?}

{This is the first time I’ve seen someone so eager to find death.}

After all, after finally unlocking the shackles, his first thought was not to escape, but to injure his own hand.

To the viewers watching the live stream, this appeared to be just another way for Chu Sicheng to seek death.

But only the females in the execution room knew how miserable they felt at that moment.

Everyone knew that males carried pheromones. These pheromones were generally controlled by the male and released from the glands to soothe military females whose mental power was unstable or whose violent factors were overflowing.

However, they did not know that a male’s pheromones could do more than just soothe; they could guide, stimulate, and even control females.

The higher the rank, the larger the range of control.

As the protagonist, Ryan was initially an F-rank male, but according to the tropes of “sweet and satisfying” novels, he would undergo a second evolution into an S-rank male, a once-in-a-century occurrence.

The transmigrator only thought about Ryan’s current F-rank status, where his released pheromones were almost non-existent, but ignored the fact that he would later evolve into an S-rank.

An “ugly duckling” becomes a swan because it was always a swan. For an F-rank to evolve into an S-rank and release such a high concentration of pheromones meant those pheromones were already present in his body.

Conveniently, these pheromones that could not normally be released through the glands were all hidden within the protagonist’s blood.

Thus:

“Pheromones!”

“A male?!”

In the blood-scented execution room, a large group of people collapsed to their knees almost the moment the pheromones began to spread.

This was especially true for Alex, who was closest to Chu Sicheng.

His breathing became rapid, and a tinge of crimson quickly flooded his cold green eyes.

This was the sign of a female entering heat.

“You.”

Alex pressed against the table in front of him, trying to use the leverage to distance himself from the strange male.

But before he could apply force, there was a metallic clatter. The shackle that should have bound the male was now locked around Alex’s own neck.

With a sudden pull, the male’s wicked smile was inches away.

“You cannot leave.”

After all, this was one of the only two SS-rank females in the Empire. If he could suppress Alex directly, did that not prove his own rank?

To a female, what was a sinful prisoner?

To a male, what was a female?

And to an S-rank who appears once in a century, what was an A-rank male?

“Taking advantage of the situation to reach one’s goals, so, Officer.”

Chu Sicheng’s eyes curved slightly, and his red lips parted: “I am truly sorry.”

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