Chapter 20

Xie Fuyi slowly opened his eyes. He had already exited the task world, adjusted his tactics, and done some psychological preparation before he began to check his task panel:

[Role: Chapter 1 Cannon Fodder Master]

Task Completion: 10% (Save Protagonist, Extract Blood for Medicine…)

Plot Points: 0

Character Development Points: 0

Xie Fuyi:… I’m done! Flip the table!

How could the plot points be 0?

Even if the later plot went awry, he guided the plot correctly in the early stages!

And character development points?

Wasn’t his facade as a benevolent pharmacist maintained well? He even told the protagonist he was being used before he died!

The task system analyzed the score:

[Protagonist’s death resulted in a direct plot score of 0 in the original novel;

The host’s final character assessment is a revered figure who sealed the Demon Lord, saved the people, and is admired by future generations. Character development score: 0]

How could the protagonist die?

A figure revered for saving the people?

Xie Fuyi was bewildered until he watched the recording of his death. It turned out that Ming Qing’s several casual fabrications had whitewashed him!

Xie Fuyi almost spat out blood — how did he not know about his own miserable past?

It was because he was annoyed by Ming Qing’s questions at the time, he casually made up a few things, and told him not to overthink!

His glorious reputation! He was always the top performer in the protagonist department! The task had never failed before!

Now it’s a big fat zero! It’s over! His money was going to be drained!

Just as Xie Fuyi was feeling the pain of losing his small fortune, the Cannon Fodder Department Director, Lu Yikong, walked over.

Dressed in a suit, and wearing silver-rimmed glasses, he smiled and said, “Xiao Xie, don’t worry, this time we won’t deduct your money.”

“Director!” Xie Fuyi was surprised and puzzled, “Really? Why?”

Lu Yikong explained, “Although your portrayal of the cannon fodder role this time resulted in the destruction of the original novel world, your excellent performance led to the creation of a fanfiction world. So, it doesn’t count as a failed portrayal.”

Xie Fuyi was somewhat puzzled, “What do you mean?”

Lu Yikong pushed his glasses and casually took out a beautifully packaged book, smiling, “It means that the plot you played out has evolved into a fanfiction of the original novel. Look, the sales here are quite good.”

Xie Fuyi keenly observed the colorful cover, where a tall and handsome man with an arresting gaze was half-dressed, embracing another man who was equally beautiful, with a giant dragon tail wrapped around their waists. Beside them, in small letters, it said: “Gentle and Kind Pharmacist × Powerful Dragon Clan War God, Bottom Protagonist, Forced Relationship, Happy Ending.”

Xie Fuyi widened his eyes and murmured, “So, am I still playing the protagonist?” …Forget it, as long as they don’t deduct his money.

Once Xie Fuyi’s figure disappeared, Lu Yikong’s smile faded. He looked down at the cover of the book with a hint of helplessness in his eyes — “You always arrange everything so well for him.”

Xie Fuyi rested for three days before entering the next task world.

In the grand hall of the Phoenix Palace, the sound of whips being swung by the chief guard was accompanied by the wails of agony. The person being whipped had flesh and blood blurred on their back, and the eunuchs and palace maids around them were all pale, trembling in fear, and staring at their toes, afraid that they would inadvertently anger the tyrant.

On the high platform, there were a man and a woman sitting on a spacious dragon throne.

The young man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe that hung loosely on him, revealing delicate collarbones and a fair chest. His black hair was unbound, cascading behind him, as he leaned back on the beautiful woman’s thigh, allowing her to serve him drinks.

His features were exquisite, with star-like black eyes and lips stained with the sheen of alcohol, inexplicably alluring. Unfortunately, there was no one in the room who dared to appreciate this sight. Just now, anyone who accidentally looked at the man who had just become emperor was being bound in the hall, beaten until their flesh was blurred.

While drinking the wine handed to him by the beauty, Xie Fuyi took the opportunity to sneak a glance at the NPCs in the hall and silently apologized —

Sorry, this time he was set as a foolish and cruel tyrant, and he had to complete the vicious cannon fodder’s data check-in every day!

This time, Xie Fuyi’s role was the foolish and cruel cannon fodder emperor, who, fearing the power of the Grand General Wang Ye Baixiao, planned to poison him to death. Unexpectedly, Wang Yebai Xiao had already seen through his intentions made preparations, launched a coup, killed the Cannon Fodder Emperor of Chapter 1, and finally ascended the throne himself.

The protagonist was the current state teacher, who was praying at the national temple. After the coup, he returned to the palace and began a deep, abusive relationship with the protagonist.

The role Xie Fuyi played this time had no interaction with the protagonist and died. It was just as well, to avoid causing chaos in the future.

It’s just the name of this protagonist — the author was really lazy, huh? How could it be the same as the previous novel?

Forget it, he didn’t need to play the role of a hypocritical villain this time, just a completely foolish and incompetent, yet also vicious and suspicious tyrant.

It was simply too cruel!

He didn’t believe the plot would go wrong this time! He would definitely succeed!

…

Seeing that today’s data check-in for the vicious tyrant was completed, Xie Fuyi raised his chin lightly and said, “It’s too noisy, throw them into the prison.”

Although his voice was clear and pleasant, the woman who heard his words was so frightened that her hand trembled, spilling the wine from the cup onto his clothes, wetting his robes and flowing down his fair collarbones into his chest.

“Your Majesty, spare me!” The woman hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling as she begged for mercy.

Looking at the beautiful woman who was pale with fear and trembling like a sieve, Xie Fuyi didn’t mind her splashing him with water, but as a tyrant, he couldn’t let her go.

Today’s vicious task was completed, and he didn’t want to harm anyone anymore.

Just as Xie Fuyi was hesitating, suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and a dozen black-clad figures flew into the hall, wielding long knives and charging straight towards Xie Fuyi on the high platform.

“Protect the Emperor! Quickly, protect the Emperor!”

The palace maids and eunuchs scattered in panic.

The guards at the door had already rushed in and started fighting with the black-clad people. For a while, swords clashed, and porcelain and wine spilled all over the floor.

These black-clad people were all experts, and the guards were clearly no match for them, quickly falling into a disadvantage.

Although the beautiful woman kneeling in front of Xie Fuyi was trembling with fear and nervously pulling at the hem of his clothes, she worriedly said, “Your Majesty, it’s too dangerous here. You should move to safety first…”

Xie Fuyi, on the other hand, was not nervous at all, looking as leisurely as if he were watching a play.

He lazily leaned back on the dragon throne, a mocking smile playing at the corner of his lips, “There are many people who want to kill me. Let’s see if they have the ability.”