The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 138

Chapter 138

"Reciting from memory?" Ling Chunann glanced at the book in his hand.

"Not these ones. I've read the books you're holding, which wouldn't be fair to you." Seeing Ling Chunann agree, Karalana calmed down significantly. Previously intimidated by Ling Chunann's height, his confidence returned. He walked around the bookshelf, then picked out two identical books, "Let's use this one, with a one-hour limit."

It was a copy of "The Comprehensive History of the Imperial Federation," over five centimeters thick—a volume most people couldn't finish reading in an hour. Karalana graciously added, "If you feel an hour isn't enough, I can give you two more hours."

"No need," Ling Chunann took one of the books, "What if I win?"

"If I win, you're banned from reading here," Karalana clearly had thought his conditions through, confident of victory, "If you win, you can ask anything of me."

"Okay," Ling Chunann nodded, "Let's start."

"You…" Karalana wanted to say more but saw Ling Chunann had already started flipping through the book, so he hurriedly focused on reading himself.

As an alpha with both physical and mental strengths graded S, Karalana was a genius in many respects. Despite his childish character, he significantly aided Xin Lin in the original story and came from an impressive background, once considered a top candidate for the main character.

"Host, what do you plan to ask of him?" 098 was convinced of its host's victory.

"I've thought about this already," Ling Chunann multitasked his response.

098 waited a while before realizing Ling Chunann had ended the conversation there, apparently with no intention of elaborating further.

Ten minutes later, Ling Chunann closed his book.

At this point, Karalana had only read a third of his book. Seeing Ling Chunann stop, he frowned, "You're done?"

"Do you want me to recite it?" Ling Chunann raised an eyebrow.

"Then recite the fifth paragraph on page 1032," Karalana doubted.

"In the 23rd year of the Empire, the First Emperor mobilized the 8775th star system, with Colonel Xilong of the 35th Legion discovering a new energy source in the peripheral star systems..."

As Ling Chunann accurately recited the passage, Karalana's expression grew more serious. He had just read that section and confirmed it was word for word, "The last paragraph on page 4382."

"The Federation's year 876..."

Karalana, not willing to give up, flipped through several more sections, but Ling Chunann recited them all flawlessly. Karalana closed the book irritably, "Alright, you win. What do you want me to do?"

"First male side character's favorability +30%, current favorability at 10%."

098: "..." It had thought Karalana would deny the loss, but his favorability unexpectedly increased significantly.

"Come here to read with me every day," Ling Chunann stated his request.

What kind of request was that? Karalana looked at Ling Chunann skeptically for a while before responding, "You said it."

"Of course."

"First male side character's favorability +10%, current favorability at 20%."

"Host is amazing!" 098 was thrilled, achieving two goals with one request. Its host cleverly won Karalana's favor and ensured more time together in the future.

However, 098 still worried about the issue of pheromones, as alphas naturally repel each other.

Despite being mostly competitive, alphas could form deep friendships, yet, as per its calculations, their favorability rarely exceeded 70%. Karalana, although proud, admired those more capable than himself, and it was precisely for this reason he eventually gave up pursuing Xin Lin in the original story.

Even if Ling Chunann could raise Karalana's favorability to 70% during this period, the journey ahead would still be challenging.

As 098 predicted, with a good grasp of the male side character's personality, Ling Chunann quickly raised his favorability to 70%, but then progress stalled.

"You don't need to come tomorrow," Ling Chunann indicated to Karalana to put the books back.

"Why?" Karalana was puzzled.

"The Imperial Academy starts next week. I have some preparations to make," Ling Chunann smiled, "What? Going to miss me?"

"Heh, as if," Karalana picked up the books from the table and quickly left Ling Chunann's field of vision.

After observing the male side character for a while, 098 remarked, "Host, why is he so strange?" Despite reaching the level of close friends, his attitude remained poor.

"Don't you find his behavior cute?" Ling Chunann said.

Leaving the library, Ling Chunann chose to walk leisurely to his recent accommodation, not using any transport.

"By the way, 098, I think I could totally be a dominant partner this time."

098 nearly choked on Ling Chunann's sudden declaration, "Host, you're not joking, are you?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ling Chunann replied seriously.

It was undeniable that Ling Chunann's current physique and presence stood out among alphas, making even the first male side character seem submissive by comparison. After pondering this possibility and considering the only individual capable of challenging their host wasn't around, and noticing the glances thrown at their host by young men and women on the street, 098 felt an increased sense of urgency.

"Pfft." Just as 098 was contemplating whether to inform Noer, Ling Chunann suddenly laughed, "I'm just teasing you, 098. Can you check when Xin Lin arrives at the Imperial Star for me?"

"Yes, Host," 098 sighed in relief, "According to my information, the spaceship carrying the male lead is scheduled to land tomorrow at 5:40 PM. Are you planning to meet him?"

"You guessed it, 098. You're really smart," Ling Chunann complimented.

"..."

Despite saying so, Ling Chunann left the next afternoon past six, renting a hovercar near the hotel and heading towards the small hostel where Xin Lin had booked a stay.

Every planet has its flourishing and its dire sides, and even a wealthy star like the Imperial Star is no exception.

In a remote corner of a residential area outside the eastern hemisphere of the Imperial Academy, there lay a chaotic, unmonitored slum inhabited by the impoverished and refugees from other planets.

Just after eight, with no entertainment, the residents of the slum had already closed their doors. Xin Lin, holding a crude map given by Old Mith, navigated the deserted alleys, unfazed by the smell of garbage, something he had grown accustomed to on the garbage planet.

"Just two more streets to go," he thought, looking at the map, gripping his backpack straps tighter and quickening his pace.

However, as Xin Lin turned a corner, he was suddenly enveloped in darkness, followed by a barrage of punches.

Caught in a robbery.

Instinctively, Xin Lin clutched his backpack, containing his admission notice, refusing to let go at any cost.

Throughout, Xin Lin didn't make a sound. Seeing Ling Chunann stop, 098 couldn't help but ask, "Host, aren't we being a bit too harsh?"

"I haven't even started burning him yet," Ling Chunann replied, by then Xin Lin had passed out. Ling Chunann didn't glance at the tightly clutched tattered bag in Xin Lin's arms but turned his attention to Xin Lin's wrist, stepping forward to remove the bracelet.

098: "..." It had forgotten how vindictive its host could be.

After beating up the male lead, Ling Chunann left feeling refreshed.

Shortly after, two figures appeared in the alley.

One of them checked Xin Lin's badly beaten face and felt his neck, "Lord, he's an omaga," the man said, then took out the admission notice from Xin Lin's bag, "It's from the Imperial Academy."

"An omaga receiving an admission notice?" the other person remarked, then glanced at the barely alive omaga on the ground, "Put it back. Go check this person's identity."

"Yes." The man responded, "Lord, I have a question, if I may."

"Go ahead."

"Why are you so interested in this alpha?"

The questioned individual glanced in the direction Ling Chunann had left, "That's enough. Let's go."

"Yes."

Xin Lin awoke two hours later, feeling pain throughout his body. Without checking his injuries, he desperately searched for his bag, relieved to find the admission notice still inside.

But soon, he realized his wristband was missing.

Xin Lin paled, realizing the gravity of his loss.

"Host, why only take the wristband?" 098 asked on their way back, "He might still enroll without it."

"Yes," Ling Chunann nodded, "But he won't graduate or join the military."

Graduation and military service require the student's genetic information, provided either by the identity wristband or submitted by the student themselves. Without the wristband, Xin Lin would lose the honors associated with his identity as Pran.

As Ling Chunann explained, 098 noticed a shift in the counter-attack value.

"Counter-attack value +10%, current counter-attack value at 20%. Please continue your efforts, Host."

A week later, Ling Chunann arrived at the Imperial Academy for registration, immediately spotting Karalana surrounded by a group of welcoming beta upperclassmen and women at the entrance.

Karalana appeared impatient but managed to keep his temper in check as he dealt with the enthusiastic betas, constantly looking outside the crowd. Spotting Ling Chunann, his eyes lit up, but he quickly seemed to think better of it, withdrawing his gaze. When he looked up again, he found Ling Chunann had disappeared.

"First male side character's favorability -1%, current favorability at 69%."

"Host, he's angry."

"It's okay, he'll get over it," Ling Chunann entered the campus, heading towards the eastern teaching building.

Half a minute later, Karalana, having finally shaken off the betas, caught up, "Hey, why didn't you greet me when you saw me?"

"Hmm?" Ling Chunann turned to him, feigning surprise, "Sorry, where were you just now?"

"You're saying you didn't see me?" Karalana was incredulous.

Ling Chunann sincerely replied, "I really didn't see you."

Semi-convinced, Karalana gave Ling Chunann another look, "Alright then."

"First male side character's favorability +1%, current favorability at 70%."

"..."

"I just asked those seniors, and they said new students in the mecha engineering department should report to the No. 3 teaching building to pay the tuition fee and collect the dorm key," Karalana began sharing his exclusive information with Ling Chunann after a while, "I heard this year's department head, Professor Soro, is retiring, and they're getting a new teacher with quite a reputation."

"How big of a deal?"

"If I could dig up his background, I wouldn't be calling it a big deal," Karalana clicked his tongue, "Who knows who's being so secretive."

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