A Future Life Starting as a Villain

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Chapter 1: An Unexpected Encounter

What is it like to time travel?

Thanks for the invitation. I'm in another world, just passed through a wormhole, the signal is bad, I can't answer, so I'll remain anonymous.

If this were ten seconds ago, Wu Zaifan would definitely have given that arrogant answer, but what he never expected
was that while strolling around the street, he actually time-traveled!

Perhaps the mysterious power from the East didn't even bother to make up an excuse; without any warning, the scene before his eyes
flashed, and Wu Zaifan found himself standing on a stage the size of a football field, surrounded by a dense
crowd of people sitting in tiered seating, shouting in waves.

"Go for it, you can definitely win!"

"Beat that bastard! From now on, I'm your little brother!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

What? What are they shouting?

A flood of memories surged into Wu Zaifan's mind. It turned out he was
the youngest son of the largest family in the area, also named Wu Zaifan, and had enjoyed a privileged life since childhood… *

Boom!*

Wu Zaifan was still struggling to absorb this memory when a fist-sized object slammed into his
eye socket.

No, Wu Zaifan looked closely and realized it was a fist.

"Who are you? Why are you hitting me?" Wu Zaifan, clutching his swollen right eye, shouted in shock at the blurry figure
before him . The blow to his right eye made him want to scream in pain.

"Hmph," the figure slammed his fist into the palm of his other hand, producing
a dull, threatening sound, and whispered, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate a young man's potential!"

"What?"

Wu Zaifan frantically searched his memory for anything related to the person before him, but the man wasn't having any fun.
In an instant, he pounced on Wu Zaifan, pinning him to the ground and relentlessly punching him
.

He remembered now, his name was Zhu Jue!

Wu Zaifan was studying at an excellent school on a planet called "Zhijin Star." For
some reason , this school didn't put any effort into encouraging students to study academic subjects; instead, it required
all students to learn martial arts and even allowed students to duel with each other.

Now, Zhu Jue was challenging Wu Zaifan!

"Wait…"

Wu Zaifan was about to tell the man to stop when the man, while still punching Wu Zaifan, shouted righteously,

"This punch is for my dead father!"

What?! He had killed this man's father? Wu Zaifan was immediately shocked and continued searching his
memory.

It seems that this really happened. A month ago, at Zhu Jue's father's enthusiastic introduction, Wu Zaifan
participated in a jade gambling event at a price far exceeding the market value, and cut out a priceless gem...

"If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have died of grief!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Wu Zaifan, who was being beaten on the ground, covered his face with his hands and
retorted angrily, "Your father tricked me into buying the stone at a high price, but when it was cut open, it turned out to be a good thing. Your father felt he had lost out,
got a heart attack, and then—ah!"

Before Wu Zaifan could finish speaking, Zhu Jue punched him hard in the chin, interrupting his speech.

"This punch was for my dog!"

What? He had messed with his dog before? Wu Zaifan thought about his previous memories and then showed
a shocked expression.

"Your dog was the one who chased and bit me, and even stole the fried chicken I bought! I'm the victim here!!"

"Shut up! If you hadn't been eating fried chicken on the street, my dog wouldn't have excitedly run out to follow
you, only to get hit by a car and die!"

"!??"

Wu Zaifan was speechless, choked by these words. How could there be such a shameless person in the world?

But Zhu Jue didn't stop attacking the defenseless Wu Zaifan; instead, he threw another punch!

"This punch was for my cockroach!"

"What the hell! Are you out of your mind?! A dead cockroach in your house is my problem?!"

"If you hadn't made me so upset, I would
n't to trample on our deep friendship of over ten days!"

Having been pinned to the ground and beaten for so long, Wu Zaifan finally snapped at this nonsense. He unleashed
all his strength, desperately grabbing Zhu Jue's fist as it came down, roaring, "Just say you want to hit me!
What kind of ridiculous, righteous excuse are you giving me?!"

Zhu Jue was stunned by Wu Zaifan's outburst, but after a short while, he abruptly pulled
his arm away from Wu Zaifan's grip, attempting to deliver another straight punch to shut Wu Zaifan up.

What to do?

Wu Zaifan didn't want to be beaten any longer and desperately tried to escape. Suddenly,
a flash of light caught his attention!

That's right, those were the treasures he always carried with him!

Arm armor that could enhance arm strength!

And a matching belt for protection!

Finally discovering his treasure, Wu Zaifan's eyes, swollen shut and barely visible
, suddenly flashed with excitement as he prepared to activate his trump card!

The silver-white arm armor began to shimmer, a surge of power about to erupt from Wu Zaifan's arm!

But just then!

"You little brat, you have something this good?"

Zhu Jue also noticed Wu Zaifan's extraordinary possessions, snapping Wu Zaifan's left hand, which was wearing the arm armor, with a snap and
removing the armor.

"Ah—!"

Wu Zaifan let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Oh, and this too."

Zhu Jue showed no sympathy for Wu Zaifan's miserable state; his attention was now drawn to Wu Zaifan's jewel
-encrusted belt.

Clearly, even a blind man could see it was a valuable item. So Zhu Jue violently tore open the leather strap on his belt and snatched

the protective gemstone and metal base .

Wu Zaifan also realized this, and just now, he suddenly remembered that these two items seemed to be all the belongings left behind by that young master before
he transmigrated. So he angrily said,

"Damn it! Stealing is illegal!"

"Stealing from a villain isn't illegal, this is compensation for emotional distress!" Zhu Jue didn't stop
what he was doing , and righteously put Wu Zaifan's things into his clothes.

"Damn it! I was cheated by your dad, chased by your dog, and I'm the villain? You took revenge and stole my
things, and you're a good guy!?"

"The might of the strong is the law!"

"Didn't you just say that fortunes change? You can beat me up in broad daylight
without reason, and I'll cheat your whole family... no, it's only natural that I'm cheated by your whole family!?"

Perhaps feeling that he couldn't refute Wu Zaifan, Zhu Jue chose to respond with another punch.

"I was wrong! Sir, don't hit someone in the face!"

Wu Zaifan, severely injured again, could only cover his face, tears welling up in his eyes.

In that instant, Wu Zaifan felt like the unluckiest transmigrator in the world. He'd just arrived and been
pinned to the ground and beaten by a righteously despicable villain, and his dictionary was so sparse it probably only contained two lines of proverbs.
Either "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate a young man's potential!" or "There's nothing a punch
can't . If there is, then another punch. If there's still more, then another punch, another punch, another punch...
loop."

Chapter Two: Severed Meridians

Just as Wu Zaifan was about to be beaten unconscious, a loud shout suddenly rang in his ears.

"Stop!"

Finally, someone had stopped this one-sided beating? Wu Zaifan felt tears
welling up in his swollen eyes.

However, Zhu Jue didn't stop his attack; instead, he continued assaulting Wu Zaifan.

Slightly relaxing, Wu Zaifan felt the whoosh of a fist and shakily raised
his right hand and his broken left hand to shield himself.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The fist didn't fall.

Wu Zaifan nervously lowered his hands and looked closely. It turned out that Zhu Jue's fist had been gripped.

That hand held Zhu Jue's fist firmly in place like an iron clamp, preventing the next punch from landing
.

Looking in the direction the hand had come from, Wu Zaifan saw a face somewhat similar to his own.

After searching his memory for a few seconds, Wu Zaifan remembered—this was his fourth brother, Wu Sifan!

Although his fourth brother… no, all of Wu Zaifan's brothers, especially his eldest brother, had names that sounded very
… strange, this fourth brother in front of him was a renowned level four martial artist! In comparison, Wu Zaifan himself,
to be precise, the one before he transmigrated, hadn't even touched the threshold of a martial artist.

Zhu Jue, who was beating Wu Zaifan, had recently broken through the barriers of Level 1 Martial Artist and become Level 2
Martial Artist.

This reminded Wu Zaifan of the martial arts power system.

Although this was a technologically advanced world similar to modern times, for some reason, everyone had to practice martial arts.

An unknown force had somehow told Wu Zaifan that this way he could write
both a novel genre in name only, a minor innovation that would appeal to both types of readers—truly amazing.

Despite the fact that universal martial arts training had absolutely no effect on technological development or productivity, all countries,
all governments, and even all levels of society—from shark fin eaters to anti-garbage activists—all
considered martial prowess paramount.

Organizations selected leaders not based on leadership ability, but on who had the most impressive martial arts skills. Even if your IQ and EQ
both exceed 200, your leadership is unparalleled, and you have a keen eye for talent, able to pick out the best from the crowd in an instant,
and can place everyone in the most suitable position within a day of taking office, if you don't have the most powerful organizational skills and physical strength
to support you, you are simply not fit to be a leader.

If you are born into a wealthy family and have immense wealth, congratulations, you don't have to be an ordinary person! You can finally become
the portable ATM of those peerless powerhouses!

So what exactly can make others recognize a person?

Only physical strength.

With physical strength, even if your IQ is less than 5, you suffer from Down syndrome, hydrocephalus, brain atrophy, or even have
no brain, you can easily become the leader of any organization. Even if there is no existing organization to lead,
you can raise your arm and guarantee a multitude of followers. Anyone in the organization, even if their other advantages are overwhelming,
will obediently submit to this mentally challenged person, and if you tell the underlings to go east, they will never dare to go west.

Although there's no logic to it, everyone in the world, from the highest leaders to street beggars,
firmly believes this.

Only those considered intellectually disabled would openly proclaim, "Martial arts
are a waste of social resources! No matter how skilled you are, you'll still be taken down by a battleship's anti-aircraft guns
!"

But mainstream society, upon hearing this, expresses a need to increase investment in the mental health of intellectually disabled
individuals and build warm homes for them.

Legend has it that a reclusive master named Ait Tematto, who had long since ascended to immortality, developed a
martial arts theory called "Defolsdas." He believed that at the highest level of martial arts cultivation, one could even

devour a star system in the blink of an eye to increase their power!

This master, having reached a certain level, departed from the world, vanishing into the void. Perhaps
he felt he had consumed too many star systems, leading to this.

But his legend continues to circulate among humanity.

Although the mass of a human differs from that of a galaxy by tens of zeros, Ayit Temato's theory sounds utterly
absurd , but in this world, for some unknown reason, people consider it perfectly reasonable.

Wu Zaifan's wandering consciousness returned to the arena, where he saw his fourth brother, Wu Sifan, standing in front of him,
separating the two.

Truly worthy of being called Fourth Brother, awesome! Luckily, he stopped that madman on the other side, otherwise, Wu
Zaifan doesn't know how much more beatings he would have taken.

However, the man Wu Zaifan had previously called Fourth Brother coldly glanced at Wu Zaifan, noticing his
pale complexion, and said contemptuously,

"Useless trash. You've consumed so many resources from home, yet you still managed to have your tendons broken by a stray dog on the roadside."

Damn! So he wasn't an ally!

Wu Zaifan still had some backbone and wanted to stand up and argue with Fourth Brother, but a dull ache in his abdomen made him hesitate
. Just as he was about to get up, a trickle of bright red blood slid from the corner of his mouth.

After speaking, Fourth Brother turned to Zhu Jue.

"Although the family doesn't really care about that useless thing, you've provoked the Wu family, so you have to
pay the price."

Right, right, Fourth Brother had to beat him up.

"You've prevented him from practicing martial arts forever, so you should break your own tendons."

Wait, what? Can't practice martial arts? His future in martial arts is ruined right from the start in this world? Is
n't this plot a bit off?

And what's with his backer putting on such a cocky expression, making the other guy cripple his cultivation? Wait a minute,
haven't I seen this episode somewhere before? Could it be...?

Although Wu Zaifan really wanted to jump up and beat up the two people in front of him, unfortunately, as
the weakest of the three on the field, Wu Zaifan found that he
could do nothing but lie on the ground like a corpse, serving as a backdrop for the other two to show off.

"Your strength is terrifyingly..."

Seeing his attack being easily blocked, Zhu Jue stared at Wu Zaifan in surprise.

But immediately, Zhu Jue switched to a resolute and tenacious expression and spoke again.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate..."

Dude, are you kidding me? Did you get beaten up and all you can do is repeat this line? At least give me something like
"fortune changes hands," "willing to risk everything to pull the emperor off his horse," or "a head lost leaves a scar the size of a bowl, but
twenty years later you're a hero again!"

Wu Sifan, seemingly unable to tolerate Zhu Jue's incessant chatter any longer, charged towards him with astonishing speed
, so fast that Wu Zaifan even caught a glimpse of his afterimage.

"Wait!"

This time, even Wu Zaifan, lying on the ground, felt utterly exhausted. He was contemplating whether
, to avoid repeating himself, he should resort to some kind of gibberish like "Yamete!"

next time someone interrupted their battle. This time, the one who broke the silence was an
old man .

Are you kidding me?! His style is completely different from everyone else here!!

I yelled to Li Gang, "Old comrade, the fantasy film set is the second shop on the left after you go out. If you go to the wrong set, you won't get a lunchbox."

The old man appeared and, without making any move, simply stopped Wu Sifan. Wu Sifan, a dignified level four martial artist,
found himself completely unable to move.

The old man smiled kindly at Wu Sifan and said, "Young friend, fighting inevitably leads to injury. People should
value harmony above all else. How about we call it quits?"

Hearing this, Wu Zaifan, lying on the ground, reflexively coughed up blood and twitched twice. However, no one
present paid him any attention. Wu Zaifan could only conclude that he was probably not even considered human in the old man's eyes.

As the expert led him away, Zhu Jue arrogantly shouted at Wu Sifan, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty
years west of the river, don't underestimate a young man's potential!"

Hearing this, Wu Zaifan, lying on the ground, coughed up blood again in anger. With his last bit of strength, he roared
,

"Damn it! Where do you get so many thirty years in a lifetime?!"

"And another thing! You're responsible for your own bragging!"

Chapter 3: The Villain System

After a farcical duel, or rather, a one-sided beating, the infirmary
was helpless . Wu Zaifan was finally sent to the best hospital on the nearby star.

It was said to be the best hospital on Zhijin Star, but to Wu Zaifan, the transmigrator,
it was no .

The departments were empty, the beds were rudimentary, and
there wasn't .

But this was perfectly normal, because technology was nothing compared to martial arts. The best hospitals used
qigong for diagnosis; only the poorest, smallest, and most dilapidated private clinics relied on useless
instruments to determine illnesses. Hospitals run by real men relied on beatings… no, on feeling
the patient for diagnosis.

Wu Zaifan's attending physician was a man 1.95 meters tall named Ku Rui Zei Dai Ah
Mengde , with a strange hairstyle. He was the best doctor on Zhijin Star,

and he had a peculiar habit: every time he treated someone—using his fists—he would make a "du
la la " sound.

He raised his fist, making that strange sound, and his fists rained down
on .

A minute later, after Dr. Mengde gave him a final breath-taking exercise, Wu Zaifan
finally received the verdict that he had no hope left in martial arts.

After basic treatment, Wu Zaifan's injuries stopped, and
he was carried home on a stretcher like a salted fish.

Regarding this outcome, Wu Zaifan's father, Wu Henfan—Wu Zaifan no longer had the strength to complain
about his name—was surprised but offered no further sympathy.

Being crippled in the martial arts path was no different from a death sentence, but Wu Zaifan's original talent
was unimaginably poor. Since his family had no expectations for him, they weren't worried after his cripplementation.

In any case, it didn't matter whether he was crippled or not; even if Wu Zaifan were allowed to continue growing, it was uncertain whether he could
break through the first rank of martial artist.

Compared to Wu Zaifan, the Wu family was more concerned about the loss of face for their descendants being beaten in front of everyone. However,
the old man who rescued Zhu Jue was unfathomably powerful, so the Wu family had no choice but to give up on the matter.

After all, as the most powerful family in the beginner map, the Wu family had to give Zhu Jue room to develop before being wiped out
, and then contribute...

oh, no, it should be that Wu Zaifan wasn't stupid; he watched the old man fly upwards through the video replay.
After taking Zhu Jue away like a machine, knowing that his strength was no match for Zhu Jue's powerful backer, and unwilling to
humiliate himself for Wu Zaifan's sake, and also because Wu Zaifan was recently playing a game with eight classes, including a healer, which was quite
balanced , he became engrossed in it and didn't pursue Zhu Jue's responsibility further.

As the biggest victim of the whole incident, Wu Zaifan didn't get a reasonable outcome and was left alone in
his bedroom.

Damn it, he ran into this as soon as he got here.

Wu Zaifan stared blankly at the ornate chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

While he was lost in thought, there were three knocks on the wooden door. Wu Zaifan was about to say "Come in"
when the door opened by itself.

The wooden door was just a retro design; the interior was completely different from any
door , just like the world itself—it looked the same on the surface, but in reality, it had been completely
transformed.

The woman who entered was a maid in her early thirties, quite attractive. Wu Zaifan remembered her name as Yuna, and
she was his personal maid.

More striking than her appearance was Yuna's figure; her large, full breasts bounced slightly with her steps
, making Wu Zaifan stare.

Looking down, he noticed the maid's uniform skirt extended slightly past her knees, and
beneath her full legs, encased in semi-transparent black stockings, were black socks resembling ankle socks. She wasn't wearing shoes, presumably because the wooden floors were
very expensive here, and servants weren't allowed to wear shoes in the Wu family mansion.

However, the Wu family was, after all, a prominent local family, and had to maintain a respectable image. Therefore, the servants'
uniforms and nothing out of line. The Wu family had never been known to mistreat women,
although they did have some history of infighting with the other two prominent local families.

As for the maid's reasons, they were easy to understand. The Wu family's servants were truly just servants,
not a quick way to get close to wealthy young men. The rich and powerful weren't interested in the lower classes, and young, pretty girls
wouldn't do such work.

But for Wu Zaifan, after experiencing injustice, he was filled with a huge rebellious
streak . The more conservative the attire, the more he wanted to ravage it.

The maid, Yuna, noticed Wu Zaifan's gaze, merely glared at him disdainfully, quickly walked to Wu Zaifan's
bedside , placed the recovery medicine down, and turned to leave.

In the instant she placed the medicine down, Wu Zaifan clearly saw her lips move a few times, but he
didn't hear what she said.

When the maid reached the door, Wu Zaifan, through repeated attempts at lip reading, finally deciphered that
the maid was saying, "Useless."

Looking at the maid Yuna's swaying, seductive buttocks, Wu Zaifan's desire vanished, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Even the servants in the house look down on him!

As she walked out the door, the maid raised her hand without turning back. Her sapphire
earring trembled, reflecting the dappled sunlight streaming into the room, sparkling brightly. The door sensed
the signal and slammed shut. Only then did Wu Zaifan realize that this maid had entered and exited his room

without his permission ! 　　While servants in wealthy families needed access to rooms due to their work, they were generally not allowed to enter without their master's permission when the master was inside. 　　However, sometimes servants had urgent matters to report, so aside from a few important rooms, they could enter most places without permission, but they . 　　And this maid who had just left had simply come in and gone as she pleased! 　　Wu Zaifan reviewed his memories again and discovered that it wasn't just today; Yuna had long seen through his past self's cowardice, and this was how she always acted. As a good-for-nothing with sleazy behavior, no one respected Wu Zaifan. Even though he had several girlfriends before, they only treated him like an ATM. Soon after, Wu Zaifan became terrified of the women who pursued him. 　　Unable to find a girlfriend, Wu Zaifan fantasized about his most recent woman, Yuna. But Wu Zaifan had the desire but not the courage. Yuna knew he wouldn't dare to make a move and didn't care. This sleazy and despicable behavior made Yuna despise him even more. 　　"What a coward," 　　Wu Zaifan muttered under his breath, then began to think about how to get revenge on the maid. 　　The current Wu Zaifan was different from the good-for-nothing of the past; those who provoked him would pay the price. 　　However, just as Wu Zaifan's mind began to churn, he suddenly heard a strange sound. 　　"Villain System activated." 　　"Ding, detected that the host is plotting a conspiracy. Villain points increased by 20."

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