I Became the Most Popular Character by Acting as a Villain in the Manga

Chapter 134

The time returned to after I had left.

I returned to the bedroom, relaxed my body, and fell onto the bed to relieve my fatigue.

I didn't feel it just now, but now that I've relaxed, I feel my head is dizzy, my temples are throbbing, and my eyes are a little sore.

I simply closed my eyes to rest.

Because I had just fallen onto the bed casually, my head wasn't on the pillow, and the quilt wasn't covered. Xiao 6 wasn't sure if I was going to sleep, and said in a small voice, "Host, if you're going to sleep, you should lie on the pillow. You won't be comfortable sleeping like this."

It didn't advise me to cover myself with the quilt, because it had already asked when I was taking a cold shower earlier, and knew that I wanted to continue having a fever.

"I'm not sleeping, I'm doing a review." I still had my eyes closed and slowly turned over to lie on my side on the bed.

Xiao 6 was quiet for a moment, but couldn't hold back its curiosity, "What are you reviewing?"

"Yuan Lan, of course." My tone was a little lazy.

"Oh." Xiao 6 replied and didn't make another sound, but after a while, it still asked curiously, "So Host, what did you review?"

Just as I was about to talk to Xiao 6, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my stomach, followed by a feeling of nausea. This made me frown in discomfort, and I put my hand on my stomach.

Xiao 6 saw my expression and action, and asked with concern, "Host, what's wrong? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

"Hmm, it's nothing," I said. "It might be caused by the fever, don't worry about it."

Xiao 6 thought back to when it first bound with me. I also had a fever, and my appetite was not good. I only ate an egg and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge before I couldn't eat anymore. When I got out of bed to wash up, I threw up directly. And this time, my appetite was much better. I had just eaten a roasted skewer of a mutated species, and it had been a while since I finished eating, and I hadn't vomited like last time.

According to Bai Guzi's setting, after a mutated species is eaten by a special ability user, it is digested very quickly in the stomach, unlike ordinary people who take a long time to digest a meal.

Xiao 6 thought, I had been eating and playing for so long just now without throwing up. It has been a while since then. Even if the mutated species in my stomach is not fully digested now, it should be half digested, so I probably won't throw up.

Over here, I pressed my stomach to calm down for a while, and continued the previous topic: "Yuan Lan came back early today."

Normally, I wouldn't have to take the fever medicine until after seven o'clock, but Yuan Lan came back after six o'clock.

Xiao 6 said "hmm, hmm" twice and asked, "And then?"

"He's guarding against me, and he's also guarding against Yu Ruolan." The palm of my hand was rubbing my stomach with neither too much nor too little force, as if to relieve the pain in my stomach. "Yuan Lan doesn't want the two of us to get too close."

Xiao 6 couldn't figure it out at all, how did I jump from the previous sentence to this conclusion: "Huh? How can you tell he's guarding against Yu Ruolan? Wait...!"

It suddenly seemed to be possessed by Lady Niu, its tone resentful and faint, "When you were in front of her just now, you called her 'Little Yu,' and now that she's not here, you call her by her full name."

My energy was limited due to the fever, and I didn't pick up on the latter part of Xiao 6's drama, but just said, "As for how I can tell specifically, I'm too lazy to tell you."

It was easy to see that Yuan Lan was guarding against me.

Not only did he come back early, but he also interacted with Yu Ruolan with more intimate behavior than me, stealing my "limelight." All of this was for Yuan Lan to consolidate his position in Yu Ruolan's heart and dilute the traces I had left in her heart.

I was sure that Yuan Lan must have been paying attention to Yu Ruolan's phone location today.

The woven bracelet that Yuan Lan gave to Yu Ruolan could only let him notice where Yu Ruolan was when she was nearby by sensing the puppet thread, and could not locate her remotely.

He found out through her phone location that she had been in the bedroom for a long time. Even if she left to feed the mutated species, she would finish quickly and go back. He guessed that it was I who had done something to make her stay and worry.

But he also abided by the non-existent, unwritten "game rules," and also had the thought of seeing what I would do, so he didn't immediately come back to cause trouble for me, but gave me a chance to get close to Yu Ruolan, but he just came back a little earlier.

And the reason Yuan Lan came back early was also because of me.

The emotion between people is like a "force," and the effect of the force is mutual.

When I was trying to get closer to Yu Ruolan, I had to first spend some effort and invest some feelings, whether true or false, to get a return. When I accepted Yu Ruolan's gentle care, it was equivalent to being subjected to a "force," and I would also give an emotional feedback, whether sincere or false.

Just as people will pay more attention to things they have worked hard to get, the more effort he spent on Yu Ruolan, the more he would care about her.

So after Yu Ruolan left, Yuan Lan deliberately tasted my tears after I acted out a crying scene, and guided me to say things like "Why don't you let me have a bite," so as to take the opportunity to invite me to drink his blood. After being rejected, he even took the opportunity to play intimately with me.

Even if I hadn't said such things, it would have been fine. Yuan Lan could have invited me with words like "I won't take advantage of you, you can eat me too."

Even if I hadn't said such things, it would have been fine. Yuan Lan could have invited me with words like "I won't take advantage of you, you can eat me too."

Yuan Lan's behavior towards me was essentially no different from what he had done to Yu Ruolan before. They were both about leaving a deeper impression on the other person through more intimate actions.

If Yuan Lan was diluting the traces of him in Yu Ruolan's heart before, then this was diluting the traces of Yu Ruolan in my heart.

What was this if not guarding against Yu Ruolan?

Yuan Lan neither wanted Yu Ruolan to be close to him, nor did he want him to be close to Yu Ruolan.

It was just that Yuan Lan's method...

I knew very well what the state between me and Yuan Lan was like—a game.

And they both knew it well, it was just a matter of who was better.

The two of them were like when they were playing poker back then, cheating and memorizing cards. They seemed to be playing with their cards face down, but in reality, they knew very well what cards each other had, no different from playing with their cards face up. At this time, luck was a useless thing. It was a simple matter for them to instantly change the suit of the cards they drew.

Only strategy was the key to deciding the winner.

Yuan Lan letting me drink his blood, was not without the thought of "using a lure-pheromone to attract him."

He was an omnivore, and Yuan Lan was a carnivore. People of different alimentary natures would be attracted to each other—producing an appetite.

To him, Yuan Lan was an ingredient from head to toe, the whole person could be swallowed, and it was a sweet and creamy flavor, just to his taste. Perhaps eating Yuan Lan would feel similar to eating a sweet giant puff.

Moreover, the higher the level of the special ability user, the more attractive the lure-pheromone, after all, this was the only way to attract more prey.

If he drank Yuan Lan's blood and never forgot it, or rather became addicted, then it would be very difficult to leave Yuan Lan.

This was like a person going to a restaurant to eat and accidentally finding a particularly delicious restaurant, they would definitely not be able to resist eating there a second time. Even if they didn't eat there, when they ate at other restaurants, they would still feel that that one was better, and in the end, they would still go back to that one to eat.

In this case, if he became addicted to the taste of Yuan Lan's blood and flesh, even if he ran away in the future, he would sooner or later come back to find Yuan Lan.

Fortunately, he had a bottom line, and there were absolutely no special ability users on his menu.

Xiao 6 was dejected after being refused an explanation by me: "Oh..."

My hand, which was rubbing my stomach, didn't stop, and I said, "I can tell you another new discovery."

Xiao 6 instantly perked up, "What, what!"

"Yuan Lan has no feelings." My tone was flat, as if I was just talking about something very ordinary.

"In the setting, he's a natural-born evil half-pervert, so of course he's essentially emotionless and cold-blooded!" Xiao 6 displayed a meme with a gun gesture in front of me, and said playfully, "Me, a heartless killer!"

I rubbed my stomach and said, "It's not that kind of emotionless."

Xiao 6 showed a confused OvO?

I just heard myself say softly, "I mean, he doesn't have the feelings of a normal human being, or to be more precise, he doesn't have most of the feelings of a normal human being. He has no shame, no sympathy, no fear, no pain, and even normal joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are very faint or almost non-existent. Most of the emotions you see him express are actually his acting." Fınd the newest release on novel⸺fire.net

Hearing this, Xiao 6 was silent for a long time, as if it had crashed.

After a long time, it cried out in disbelief, "Ah? Acting?? His emotional intelligence seems so high, he doesn't mess up between Miss Mu and Sister Little Yu, and you're telling me he's acting?!"

How could such a person who is good at dealing with people have no feelings? Does he rely entirely on his intelligence to get along with people? Wait... it seems that's also possible?

"Yes, acting," I said.

At first, I wasn't sure, but after spending this period of time with Yuan Lan and observing him, especially after Yuan Lan's words today, "I've never cried before," I was completely sure.

For example, when they first met, Yuan Lan was still laughing after having half of his foot cut off by me, as if he didn't know what pain was.

At that time, I felt that there must be something wrong with this person's mind.

Now it seemed that Yuan Lan really didn't feel any pain at that time. There was nothing wrong with his sense of pain, and he also knew that this feeling corresponded to pain after being injured, but he didn't have the emotion of suffering. He knew what kind of expression a normal person should show when injured, but he was too excited at that time and didn't even bother to perform such an expression.

Another example is Yuan Lan's smile. He often smiles, sometimes like a mask welded to his face, as if he "doesn't know what expression a normal person should make, so he just smiles."

Yuan Lan himself said that he likes to observe human beings, because he wants to observe the performance of normal people. Over time, it has become a habit and a hobby.

After years of observation, he must have found that most human emotions can be expressed with a smile.

A smile is a very versatile "expression formula." You can smile when you're happy, you can smile when you're sad, and you can even smile when you feel speechless.

The only thing I'm still not sure about now is whether Yuan Lan has no joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness at all, or if this emotion is very faint. Because every time Yuan Lan seems to be smiling from the bottom of his heart, it can be said that he is expressing excitement and finding something interesting.

Having his foot cut by me, being teased and mocked by me, being threatened by me, and being acted on by me... can all be said to be excitement, or it can be said that he finds me interesting, not that Yuan Lan is really happy.

If Yuan Lan is the former, completely emotionless, then he is really difficult to deal with. If a person doesn't even have basic emotions, what's the difference between them and a machine? He won't make mistakes due to anger, getting hyped up, or other reasons, and emotions have no effect on him.

If Yuan Lan is the latter, as long as he can still produce such emotions, then the chances of dealing with him will be higher. It doesn't matter if his feelings are faint, he can be stimulated by various means to produce deeper feelings, until he is affected by his emotions.

Xiao 6 didn't question my conclusion and chose to believe it directly.

It looked at Yuan Lan's setting again and muttered, "This isn't written in the setting, it should be a detailed setting that the simulated world's system filled in during operation... Then Yuan Lan's pervert level is going to rise another level! Wow, why don't we just run away early!"

It asked, "Host, are you still staying to collect intelligence? Isn't it enough now?"

"Not enough," I said, pressing my stomach hard.

My thin body curled up on the bed.

"Host, does your stomach hurt?" Xiao 6 thought at first that my stomach hurt, but then it found that my palm was pressing harder and harder, and couldn't help but say, "Host, don't press so hard!"

I suddenly got up from the bed, my upper body leaning out of the bed, and spit out a mouthful of blood with one mouthful.

"Holy shit!" Xiao 6 cried out, "You're spitting blood!"

At this moment, its not-so-bright little head (CPU) suddenly reacted and asked, "Host, did you deliberately press your stomach?"

"You just found out..." I slowly got off the bed, my voice weak, "But to be able to guess it, should I still praise you?"

As I spoke, fresh red blood kept flowing from between my opening and closing lips, dripping down my chin onto my cartoon pajamas. The ears of the cute Q-version white rabbit were dyed red, and my lips were also stained crimson by the blood.

It turned out that I had been rubbing my stomach all along, not to make myself comfortable, but to press and stimulate my stomach.

My platelet count was low, so I was prone to spontaneous bleeding without any injury, and my blood's ability to clot was also poor, which meant that it was difficult to stop bleeding once it started. In addition, my stomach was also very fragile, and it was already hurting. With this constant and forceful pressing, I finally couldn't stand the stimulation and my stomach started to bleed.

Xiao 6 asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Doesn't Yuan Lan want to take care of me?" My body swayed as I walked towards the door, my tone was a firm one that was completely different from the weakness of my body, "Give him a chance."

Xiao 6 didn't know what to say.

Its host was a real ruthless person.

I pressed my severely painful stomach and walked towards the esports room. On the way, I felt nauseous, lowered my head to gag, and another mouthful of blood was spit out, forming a pool on the ground.

I looked up and felt dizzy and my vision went black.

At this time, it was not a few steps away from the esports room.

I staggered to the front of the room, but because my body was out of control, I directly bumped into the door.

I staggered back a few steps. Perhaps the impact just now had brought an impact to my body. I vomited another mouthful of blood, my legs went soft, and I fell to the ground, my body and the ground hitting with a dull thud.

I lay weakly at the door. Because of the fall just now, my stomach bleeding became more serious, and blood welled up from my stomach and overflowed from my lips.

At this moment, the door opened.

"Hiss—!" Lin Changqing's voice came from above my head.

Because of the massive blood loss in a short period of time, I was very dizzy, and the pain in my stomach was getting worse. I was weak and limp, and didn't even have the strength to lift my head.

My perspective could only see the feet of two people.

I saw the pair of feet belonging to Yuan Lan take three steps at a time, coming from behind Lin Changqing to my side, and quickly squatting down.

A pair of strong hands supported my shoulders, and my body was turned over to lie on my back.

The expressionless Yuan Lan entered my field of vision. Because he was lowering his head at this time, his white, medium-length hair fell down.

In just a short moment, I was picked up in his arms. In front of my eyes was Yuan Lan's fair neck and chin. The scene behind him and in my peripheral vision flew by quickly, and strands of Yuan Lan's white hair fluttered with the wind produced by the high-speed movement.

I inexplicably remembered the last time Yuan Lan had run like this while holding me. It was on the first day I came to the Apocalypse Society, and he was taking me back to the bedroom.

The two of them had even had a fight over sleeping in a coffin.

Over there, Lin Changqing was still standing at the door, watching helplessly as Yuan Lan ran away in the blink of an eye, his back becoming a small figure.

Only then did he react. Just as he was about to chase after him, he suddenly remembered something and quickly rushed back into the room to take the only two remaining skewers of roasted meat with him.

"Holy shit, Bai Xuechao didn't get sick from eating this, did he?" Lin Changqing ran wildly in the corridor, holding the barbecue skewers.

Now, even Yuan Lan's back could not be seen.

But he knew that Yuan Lan was definitely taking me to find Mu Xinyue for treatment.