Chapter 1: The Protagonist Comes to Conquer Me?  

Just as he completed a precarious mission…  

“Host—World Book loading in progress…”  

“Bzzz—”  

Lin Yu was an executive officer specializing in Quick Transmigration across various Small Worlds, tasked with resolving troublesome issues from different dimensions.  

His emotions remained eerily calm, as though he held no expectations for the journey ahead.  

Even though he was a top-tier Quick Transmigration agent, praised even by the administrators.  

He still remembered lounging lazily on the sofa in his private space after wrapping up the last Small World, the SSS-rated completion screen floating before him. Satisfied, he tapped the central control button of his personal domain with his fingertips.  

Poking at the glowing orb fluttering around him, he voiced the question that had lingered in his mind for a long time:  

“Why is it that in all these worlds, I’m the one who has to conquer missions?”  

“Why isn’t there a mission where someone has to conquer me?”  

How dull, wasn’t it?  

Raising his blade was routine; lowering his gun was a rare moment of leisure.  

Suddenly, 001 let out a distorted, buzzing screech, as if its programming had malfunctioned. The noise was so loud that Lin Yu had to cover his ears in exasperation. “Host! There’s a Small World that perfectly matches your request!”  

“What?” Lin Yu’s interest was piqued, and he raised an eyebrow.  

“It’s an emergency mission just assigned by the Executive Officer! They need you deployed within 24 hours to salvage the situation!”  

“The original host in this Small World is a Universally Beloved character. The world’s requirement is that the original host must not be ‘conquered’ by the supporting cast or even the protagonist—Hey! Stop pulling me—”  

Lin Yu reluctantly withdrew his hand.  

“The original host couldn’t maintain their character setting and ended up juggling multiple relationships under the supporting cast’s advances! This severely violates the Quick Transmigration Bureau’s principles!”  

The orb circled Lin Yu a few times before continuing slowly, “Doesn’t this sound exactly like what you wanted?”  

It proudly fluttered its wings, its glow expanding to fill the dark crevices of the room. “Though it was forcibly assigned by the administrators, I still deserve credit—”  

Lin Yu abruptly pressed down on the orb, as if hitting a mute button. The orb struggled violently in his grip, now silenced.  

“Let’s go, 001. I’m satisfied.”  

In an instant, the familiar space unraveled like threads, replaced by blinding light that flooded his vision. Twisting, swirling beams of light danced wildly in the cosmic void.  

……  

……  

Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes.  

Before him was a dimly lit university dorm room. The yellowish light hung crookedly from the ceiling, swallowed by the silence of night, occasionally interrupted by the faint buzz of electricity.  

—Drip. Drip.  

The dorm door was tightly shut, but the sound of dripping water permeated the absolute stillness. The damp air clung to him like fog, suffocating as a rainy season.  

A droplet fell, striking the porcelain sink, the ripple echoing clearly in Lin Yu’s ears.  

He glanced down at himself—185 cm tall, with a straight posture, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, no different from his usual appearance.  

Lin Yu extinguished the system’s glowing orb, and his vision returned to the dim dorm lighting. The elongated filament flickered rapidly in the darkness.  

Silently, he absorbed the basic world information the system transmitted into his mind.

The tranquility here surprised him.

He pulled over a chair—an old wooden one with peeling paint—that creaked and groaned under his weight. Flecks of wood clung to its yellowed surface.

Lin Yu had barely shifted from his stiff posture on the university dorm stool when he suddenly sensed a change in the air currents around him. The dorm door swung open, and before he could react, he found himself face-to-face with—

A head of slightly tousled, wavy hair framed a face exuding casual charm. The newcomer gave Lin Yu a strange look and asked,  

“What’s wrong, Lin Lin? Are you sick?”  

Lin Yu shook his head. “No.”  

His eyes flicked to the virtual screen floating before him, where the Small World had already refreshed the identity card of the person before him.  

【——Chen Shuhua】  

“But isn’t today the finals of your faculty’s basketball tournament? It starts in twenty minutes,” Chen Shuhua said, scratching his head with a conflicted expression. His slight headshake deepened the confusion in his eyes.  

?!  

“Thanks for reminding me, Shuhua.”  

【Roommate Chen Shuhua has had a crush on you since the first day of university.】  

【He painstakingly studies your preferences, answers roll calls for you when you skip class, writes your papers, and signs your name for extra credit opportunities…】  

“What a great guy~” 001 transformed into a glowing orb visible only to Lin Yu, perching steadily on his shoulder.  

“Host, you must get along well with your roommate from now on.”  

Lin Yu spun around swiftly, his long arm snatching a baseball jacket draped over the chair. He slipped into it with practiced ease, the fabric arcing through the air.  

“Hey, I’ll go with you!” Chen Shuhua hastily pulled the dorm door shut and hurried after Lin Yu.  

【…】  

【Though he does have some… unconventional hobbies…】  

【Such as secretly collecting your underwear, sneaking into your bed to sleep and sniff your sheets, or wearing your clothes out without permission…】  

System 001: “???”  

“Wait, is this right?”  

Hearing this, Lin Yu also turned back in surprise.  

—Chen Shuhua remained docile and quiet, almost submissive, not daring to meet his gaze, his eyes fixed on the ground as they walked.  

Lin Yu looked away, dismissing the thought. He strode into the night, his long legs carrying him effortlessly into the darkness.  

Quiet. The outside world was still unnervingly silent.  

An improbable serenity coexisted in this bustling, well-known city, within the usually noisy campus, radiating its own subdued brilliance in the all-consuming night.  

001 took a moment to buffer, as if its program had just finished loading, before speaking up:  

“Host, this world primarily unfolds within a university.”  

“You should get yourself repaired by the administrator,” Lin Yu said without slowing his pace.  

“Whoa, unfinished plotlines damage the Small World. Good thing this… uh, Chen Shuhua reminded us,” 001 patted its own head.  

“Your mission objectives in this world are—”  

“To save the family business and complete the original storyline.”  

The glowing system interface appeared before Lin Yu, transparent text slowly materializing:  

【Original Plot: Campus Life】  

【Enjoy sweet dorm life with your roommate, harem +1~】

【Participating in a basketball game at the invitation of the passionate school team captain~ Getting confessed to, harem +1】  

【Going racing with the domineering CEO childhood friend~ harem +1】  

【Saving the Small World male lead who ended up in a bar~ harem +1】  

…  

This original plot was truly something else.  

Lin Yu tilted her head toward the glowing orb floating in the distance, 001. “Do I really have to do all these things?!”  

“But while completing the plot, I can’t be successfully wooed, right?”  

001 nodded solemnly, its light flickering on Lin Yu’s shoulder.  

Yeah, right—living a sweet dorm life with her roommate?!  

—Whether this dorm could even be livable was another matter entirely.  

Lin Yu’s expression darkened slightly as her sharp gaze swept past the distant teaching building. Raising an eyebrow at the night sky, she quickened her pace.  

……  

The basketball court buzzed with excitement. Players warmed up while the audience settled into their seats, their chatter rising and falling in waves.  

Yan Huaqing paced anxiously on the sidelines, clutching a basketball. Muttering under his breath, his footsteps thudded rhythmically against the hardwood floor, the low, steady *thump thump thump* echoing around him.  

Wiping sweat from his brow, he muttered, “Why isn’t Lin Yu here yet?”  

Beside him, teammate Zhang Shuo frowned and patted his shoulder. “I heard the school invited some big shots today. We can’t afford to delay.”  

“Worst case, we can just send in a substitute—”  

Yan Huaqing’s eyes suddenly lit up as he spotted Lin Yu approaching. He waved enthusiastically. “Lin Yu!”  

“Sorry, got held up on the way.” Lin Yu’s voice was crisp and clear, cutting effortlessly through the noise.  

A translucent panel popped up in front of her, but Lin Yu swiped it away without a second thought.  

**[Basketball Club President & Team Captain—Yan Huaqing]**  

Yan Huaqing froze for a moment upon seeing Lin Yu’s face, as if he’d forgotten how to breathe. After a few seconds, he lowered his gaze and murmured, “Glad you made it.”  

**[Passionate 185cm college athlete, above-average looks. Has had a crush on you since you joined the basketball club. Takes extra care of you during club activities. Though you’re not in the same major, you’ve spent plenty of time “fighting side by side” in matches.]**  

001 whistled in Lin Yu’s mind. *”Not bad~”*  

Lin Yu picked up a basketball.  

**[But he secretly badmouths you behind your back, operating on the principle of “if no one else likes you, I can swoop in.”]**  

**[Posts numerous slanderous accusations about you on the Confession Wall, claiming you’re a gold-digger. Diligently ruins your reputation among peers.]**  

001: “…”  

*”I was wrong, Host! This is actually my first mission, I didn’t expect it to be this toxic QAQ.”* 001 bowed repeatedly in Lin Yu’s mind, spinning in circles as it apologized profusely in her consciousness.  

Meanwhile, Chen Shuhua, who was clearly struggling to keep up, finally caught up, panting heavily. After catching his breath, he stepped forward and smiled at Lin Yu, his gaze earnest. “Do your best, Lin Lin. I believe in you.”  

“You guys can definitely win.”  

Lin Yu shot her roommate a sidelong glance, her expression unreadable, before calmly turning away and dismissing the scrutiny.  

*THUD—*  

The basketball slammed into the ground with tremendous force, the impact radiating outward—only to rebound perfectly and strike Chen Shuhua square in the knee.

The tremendous force instantly made Chen Shuhua crouch down, clutching his knee with an almost twisted expression. His handsome eyebrows knitted tightly together as he struggled to endure something.

His hands clenched into fists, lips pressed tightly together, teeth biting down on his lower lip.

“Mmm…” Chen Shuhua let out a pained moan.

It hurt—it really hurt.

Yan Huaqing stared down at him for a moment before speaking in a lukewarm tone, a hint of mockery in his eyes as he took two deliberate steps back. “Sorry, classmate.”

“You know how it is—athletes get a little too excited before games.”

“The people in this world are unbelievable,” 001, its glowing sphere perched on Lin Yu’s shoulder like a person, covered its mouth in shock. “Your basketball teammate just maliciously hit your roommate!”

Chen Shuhua’s brows remained tightly furrowed as he crouched in place, firmly holding his injury. After a moment, as if sensing the concerned gazes of those around him wanting to help him up, he slowly rose to his feet.

Chen Shuhua swayed slightly as he stood up, his knee still unsteady. With a sidelong glance toward Lin Yu’s direction, he staggered and stumbled toward him.

Then, with a soft voice and a pout, he said, “It’s okay. I know Captain Yan didn’t mean it—he just gets careless before games.”

Chen Shuhua lifted his head, blinking his seemingly moistened eyes, his gaze flickering shyly toward Lin Yu:

“Yan probably didn’t do it on purpose, Lin Lin. You should be careful not to get hurt during the game later.”

Lin Yu had been keeping his eyes lowered, but at these words, he gave a slightly indifferent nod.

The high-wattage lights of the gymnasium bleached Lin Yu’s face white, casting thick shadows from his lashes that fell like feathers across his cheeks.

The overlapping shadows in the gym shifted and intertwined, the stark contrast of light and dark accentuating his high nose bridge and slender frame, making him resemble a sculpted artwork under exposure.

Lin Yu held the basketball expressionlessly, watching the scene unfold before him, only sighing helplessly in his mind as he tapped 001. “What are they even doing?”

God knew what these people were up to—

What he excelled at was gutting enemies and sharpening his blade with their blood.

Yan Huaqing, who had always been a “good person” in Lin Yu’s memory, frowned in displeasure, crossing his arms and turning his head away, lips pressed tightly together.

Still holding the basketball, Lin Yu thought for a moment. “There’s first aid in the coach’s office.”

“Thanks, Lin Lin… I’m fine.” Chen Shuhua lowered his head, lips pursed. “It’s not that bad.”

The “Captain Yan” who had just been subjected to passive-aggressive remarks finally caught on—

The sarcastic tone made his hair stand on end, goosebumps rising. He rubbed the back of his hand, trying to suppress the wave of nausea.

Yan Huaqing rolled his eyes, his words tangling in his throat before spilling out in a messy string. “Lin Yu, I really just slipped this time.”

Not to be outdone, Chen Shuhua put on a pitiful act. “Lin Lin, it really hurts. Aren’t you going to comfort me?”

Lin Yu clutched the basketball, his gaze darting away, feeling the weight of their stares like a thousand pounds—

His sneakers scraped lightly against the gym floor as he subtly inched backward, his eyes flitting uncertainly between the two of them.

Their gazes were scorching, their eyes fixed intently on Lin Yu like red-hot branding irons, making him retreat repeatedly under the burning intensity.

He took a few more steps back.

“Lin Yu, why aren’t you saying anything?”

They spoke in unison.