When the Villainous Boss Acts as the Protagonist (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 2
{???!}
{Wait! What on earth?!}
{A male?! This is crazy! How could 0101 be a male!}
In the live stream, every Zerg was caught off guard by Chu Sicheng’s move, which seemed to hurt himself as much as his enemy. But what shocked them even more were those two words shouted by one of the military females: “A male!”
A male?
A prisoner sentenced to death for the attempted violation of a Male Excellency was himself a male?
Was it they who were crazy, or was it the world that had gone mad?
For a moment, the dense barrage of comments that had almost obscured the entire screen vanished. All that remained were the stunned, dazed faces visible on screens across the Empire.
They did not know what to say or how to react. Their blank minds only repeated two words in a loop: A male.
0101 was a male.
The prisoner they had been clamoring to kill was a male?
How, how was this possible?!
While the viewers in the live stream began to question reality because of this dramatic scene, the minds of certain individuals were in even greater chaos.
Specifically, within the Male Protection Association on the Imperial Star, things had descended into utter turmoil.
“What exactly is going on?!”
In a spacious, bright conference room, the roar of Association President Heidman echoed three or four times before finally fading away.
The assistant standing before him was drenched in cold sweat, explaining tremulously: “The problem most likely occurred during the genetic testing stage. At the time, after 0101 was sentenced to death, he was immediately sent to Mograth Prison for execution. Routine genetic testing and source tracking were not performed.”
“If it is routine, why was it not done at the time?!”
“Because based on Excellency Philo’s identification, both we and the court believed that 0101’s crime was so heinous that a second trial was unnecessary. Direct execution was deemed sufficient.” The assistant paused before continuing: “Because it was a direct execution, and with the permission of the court and Association leadership, 0101 was specifically exempted from all inspections prior to entering Mograth.”
“In other words, you sent him there without knowing anything at all?” President Heidman was so angry he laughed at the assistant’s explanation. “And with the unanimous permission of the leadership? Good! Very good! Tell me, who on our Association’s side allowed everything to be simplified?!”
The man, over a hundred years old, slammed his hand on the table. Due to the force, his handlebar mustache trembled. His teeth-gritting expression made one wonder if he would tear the person responsible for this massive blunder into pieces once he found out who they were.
However:
“It was, you.”
“…”
The conference room felt as if it had been silent for ten thousand years.
After ten thousand years, Heidman finally moved.
He carefully withdrew the hand he had slammed onto the table. When he spoke again, his voice sounded at least fifty years older than before: “Me? When did I agree to that?!”
“On the day of the sentencing.”
You were so angry that you stood on the chair of the tribunal, banging on the desk and shouting that nothing more needed to be said, just send him to his execution. If the Secretary-General beside you had not pulled you back with all his might, you probably would have rushed down to do it yourself.
Of course, the assistant did not dare to say these complaints to the President’s face. After stating the specific time, he paused and added: “Mainly, his crime was violating a Male Excellency.”
Who would have thought that a person identified as a male-harasser, whose identification papers listed his gender as sub-female, and who could only repeat “It was not me, I did not do it” in court, was actually a male!
It could only be said that the transmigrator had perfectly exploited the Zerg’s blind spots regarding male-related matters and the protagonist’s setting of being unable to speak up when in danger.
Heidman, experiencing such a situation for the first time in his long life, could not help but rub his forehead and sigh: “Did none of the people who came into contact with 0101 feel the pheromones on him?”
The assistant shook his head: “No. At the time, no one who touched him felt anything unusual. Moreover, since it involved a Male Excellency, if anyone had felt something was wrong, they would have reported it immediately.”
“True,” Heidman mused. “But if no one detected pheromones, then his rank probably is not very high.”
If that were the case, the matter should still be relatively easy to resolve.
After all, besides this male who had been accidentally sent to prison, the case also involved a precious A-rank Male Excellency.
As his mind raced, Heidman internally decided how to prioritize the two main individuals involved in this incident.
However, at that moment, a terrified scream suddenly rang out from the execution room on the giant virtual screen, which was gradually regaining order with the help of reinforcements: “General!”
Almost instinctively, every individual with their own hidden agenda turned their gaze back to the screen.
The next second, their eyes widened involuntarily at the image on the virtual screen.
“Is this,” Within the assistant’s pale pupils, the black insect markings on the tall figure became prominent. His voice trembled even more: “Insectification?!”
Under the high-definition camera, the green lake that had only been tinged with a bit of light red now looked as if boiling lava had been poured into it. The crimson color spread rapidly from the center of the pupils until both eyes were burned red.
Ancient, terrifying black insect markings began to spread from the back of the neck. First, they completely coiled around the female’s neck, then moved all the way up, heading straight for the eyes where consciousness was fading.
Every military female knew that when the markings entered the eyes, it meant they were falling into a state of frenzy and becoming completely out of control.
This was the price they had to pay for the absolute power bestowed upon them by the Bug God.
But knowing it did not mean they wanted to see any military female enter a frenzy by their side.
After all, everyone knew that a female in a frenzy would have their entire consciousness consumed by the urge to kill. They would not distinguish between friend and foe, and their destructive power was immense.
Not to mention, the female currently entering a frenzy was one of the only two SS-rank military females in the Empire, someone even an A-rank male could not fully soothe.
Almost instinctively, everyone aimed their guns at the female standing in the center of the execution room.
Bang!
Someone fired the first shot.
The bullet burst from the gun, heading straight for Alex. It looked as though it would pierce through his heart from behind.
Except:
Whish!
The figure of the female who had been standing in front of Chu Sicheng suddenly vanished. The bullet hit nothing but air and continued forward, grazing past the corner of Chu Sicheng’s eye before hitting the rack full of torture tools.
The tools fell to the ground one after another as the rack collapsed.
Amidst the clattering background noise, the military female who had fired the shot was grabbed by the neck by Alex and smashed into the wall.
It was at this moment that the red lava accepted the black vines. Alex had completely fallen into a frenzy.
“Gen, General!”
Amidst a cloud of dust, Alex tilted his head while looking at the military female who had been buried under the rubble. Then, he slowly looked up and fixed his gaze on the countless military females at the door pointing guns at him.
Within his red vision, only heat-emitting objects remained.
In a state of frenzy, a female’s most direct sensation was heat, and what they hated most was also heat.
Blood cools once it stops flowing, so these heat-emitting objects would lose their temperature once they were completely destroyed, right?
The black insect markings flickered strangely. The incandescent lights overhead buzzed twice before completely failing. In the darkness, another unlucky military female was grabbed by Alex, who twisted her arm and pointed her own gun at herself.
There were wails, gunshots, and even the sound of dogs barking.
Mograth Prison, which was usually as silent as a grave, was now incredibly chaotic.
“What should we do, President?! If this continues, not only will innocent military females be involved, but the group of prisoners held in Mograth will also be at risk of escaping!”
After all, the one who had gone mad was none other than the highest administrator of Mograth, Alex.
“Do you think I am not worried about that?!” Heidman began slamming the table again. “Where are the suppressants?! Tell them to inject Alex with suppressants immediately!”
“President,” The assistant looked at Heidman, his lips moving. After a long pause, he said with difficulty: “You forgot. General Saxon, like General Friedrich, is immune to suppressants.”
In the past, Alex would voluntarily enter an isolation room specially customized for him and Friedrich before a frenzy occurred. But now he was far away in Mograth. Forget the fact that no one could build an isolation room on-site that could withstand an SS-rank frenzy; even if they could, who could possibly send the currently lethal Alex inside?
A giant black phantom appeared behind Alex, and the laser cannon port in his palm aimed at the place where most of the Empire’s most vicious criminals were held.
The next second, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Alex.
A hand with five neat cuts slowly brushed over Alex’s eyes and nose, finally resting on the corner of his mouth.
That citrus scent with a hint of blood arrived again. But this time, what Alex felt was not pain or heat, but an unprecedented peace.
“Good boy.”
Alex heard the newcomer chuckle. The voice was very gentle, but for some reason, it made him feel a bit irritated. “Your mission is complete. Next, sleep.”
Who was it?
The red in his vision gradually faded. In the blur, Alex tried hard to open his eyes to see the person in front of him clearly.
He did not know if it was because the citrus scent was too peaceful, but no matter how he struggled, he could only see a pair of clean, blue-gray eyes like the sky in the haze.
“You,”
Chu Sicheng blinked. Before Alex could finish his sentence, he stuffed his injured fingertip directly into Alex’s mouth.
Finally, the tool went quiet. Next, it was time for his performance.
Chu Sicheng held the unconscious Alex and turned to look at the group of terrified military females opposite him. His lips curled slightly into a clean smile. “It is fine now. He is better.”
“He, he is better?”
The military females, still holding their guns, looked at the shyly smiling Chu Sicheng and the peaceful Alex in his arms with disbelief.
“Just like that?!”
That was the frenzy of an SS-rank military female. Just a few movements and he was soothed?!
This.
{Does this really follow common sense?}
After being silent for an unknown amount of time, the live stream finally received its first trembling comment.
{Is this really not a staged movie?}
{To the person above, even if you do not know the Empire, do you not know General Saxon?}
General Saxon might look gentle and humble, but he actually hated appearing on camera unless there was a special circumstance.
Someone who was unwilling to act even in a military promotional video would never put on such a huge show for them.
And besides, this was a live execution stream!
Who would joke with this level of punishment!
{That means all of this is real.}
{So they really sentenced an Excellency to death.}
{And this Excellency has now soothed General Saxon during a frenzy.}
{So here is the question: What rank must an Excellency be to soothe an SS-rank female?}
{As far as I know, an A-rank might be able to do it, but not this easily.}
{Not at all! If you put it that way, I have a bold idea!}
{So, is it possible this Excellency is, S, rank?}
{Bug God! I have goosebumps!}
S-rank!
An S-rank who might only appear once every hundred years!
But:
“How is that possible?! He is clearly just a useless F!”
Inside a magnificent palace, grapes with water droplets rolled across the gray carpet. A golden fruit plate was overturned, and even a table was thrown with force at the virtual screen by the male who could not accept the protagonist’s survival.
“How could he soothe the villain! He only successfully underwent a second evolution into an S-rank in the tenth-to-last chapter!!”
“Why did the plot go wrong! How could the plot go wrong?!”
In the empty room, a flat, mechanical voice sounded: {It might be because of your previous changes to the plot that the protagonist’s second evolution occurred ahead of schedule. I told you before: do not let your guard down until you have completely stolen the protagonist halo.}
Hearing this, Philo was so angry he smashed another fruit plate. Looking at the unharmed and still smiling male on the virtual screen, he could not help but kick the table in front of him again.
“Kill him! I must kill him! Friedrich is mine!!”
“Hurry! Are you not a system! Quickly help me think of how to kill him next!”
{Regarding that.}
The air in front of Philo suddenly distorted. The next second, a skull emitting black mist appeared before him:
“Instead of thinking about that, you should think about how you are going to get yourself out of this.”
“Get out of what?” Philo frowned. “What do you mean?!”
“It means.”
The skull chuckled low. It did not answer Philo’s question but instead faded from view.
“No, what the hell do you mean?! Get out of what?”
Philo reached out to grab the mysterious skull that had only spoken half a sentence, but before he could, the palace doors were knocked on.
Immediately after, an official wearing a gray robe walked in with his head bowed:
“Respected Excellency Philo, following a joint application from the Imperial Court and the Male Protection Association, you are now required to attend the tribunal once again to re-handle certain matters.”
“Regarding, Excellency Ryan.”
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