I'm bad, but players love me

I am very bad, players love me very much Author: Beast who loves to eat

Yun Shuo had been secretly rebelling in Corrie City for more than ten years, but a system came down from the sky and said that he was just a cannon fodder NPC in the game, responsible for letting players show up in the PV, and then died at the speed of light.

After his death, the ELO that he worked so hard to maintain will completely become a "plaything" of the players, and the successor commander will also stand on the side of the nobles after being "whitewashed".

If you don't want to die, you can only listen to the system, clean yourself up, and stand on the player's side in advance.

No? Say it again while looking at the gun in my hand?

Standing behind the players are the nobles, and standing behind my ELO are the common people oppressed by the nobles. You want me to stand on the side of the players?

Yun Shuo touched the gun made of scrap copper and iron in his hand: My sword is not necessarily useless!

It's so funny, I'll just form my own camp.

Whitewash? I am a native, I don't understand.

Anyway, just make it memorable to the players. Kill them a few times first, it will definitely be memorable.

I don't believe in making weapons, opening factories, building high walls, and storing up food, and doing it step by step.

I only have one life left, if you dare, kill me!

Chapter 1: But I Reject

[The whitewashing system is loading...]

In a basement in the slums, Yun Shuo, who was quietly brewing his first major conspiracy, raised his head warily, looked around, and asked, "What the hell?"

The voice in his head seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, and it coughed before continuing.

[Ahem... Host, the name of the system isn't important. What's important is that together, you and I can become king and reach the pinnacle of our lives!]

Not caring at all about Yun Shuo's confused face, the system continued to explain.

You've probably already experienced this world as one where women are superior, and women's overall physical fitness is twice that of men. However, what you may not know is that this world is actually a man-made creation. It's a female-oriented multiplayer action role-playing fighting game developed independently by Dishou Technology Co., Ltd. - "Faith Crisis."

[I guess the host doesn't quite understand what "female-oriented" means, but you just need to understand that the people you need to please - the players - are mostly female.]

The game is set in a world created by eight goddesses. Players, as adventurers, explore these eight nations, each founded by a different goddess and each possessing vastly different customs and landscapes.

[It is worth noting that this game does not have a definitive main storyline; it is a completely free-to-play game.]

[However, these are not the main points. What is important is that your position in the game is just a minor villain who dies as soon as he appears.]

The fact that there were eight countries in the world was beyond Yun Shuo's expectation. After all, as someone who had crawled out of the slums, the knowledge he could know was really limited. He had never attended a formal school, so naturally he had no way of knowing these things.

To him, there is no difference between female supremacy and male supremacy, because he is basically the lowest person in this society, and anyone, whether human or ghost, can step on him.

Since the system said that this world was just a game, it must know more. And the more it knew, the more it could perfect its plans.

So he smiled and asked, "What kind of cannon fodder am I?"

[You're more than just "cannon fodder." To put it bluntly, your existence is to help players get familiar with the gameplay, collect their first three-star character, and inspire players to yearn for five-star characters. You're cannon fodder among cannon fodder.]

"So you mean that I will be able to meet three-star or even five-star characters tomorrow?" Yun Shuo asked quietly.

The powerful class is born with the power to "pray to the gods". "Praying to the gods" means that they will be favored by the gods and possess the divine power bestowed by the gods.

If these star ratings were based on character strength, then there was no doubt that the five-star character would be the initiator of tomorrow's banquet - the city lord's proudest daughter - Ella.

[Of course. But please don't be afraid, host. We have a solid golden finger. And with the host's beauty, as long as she doesn't show her face like in the original plot and even dares to attack the player character, there will be no problem.]

To be fair, Yun Shuo’s appearance is really not bad.

His hair is black and smooth, his eyebrows and eyes are clear, and what's even better is that there is a hint of red at the corners of his eyes. His nose is straight, and although his lips are always pursed, his skin is white and tender, which always makes people feel that he has some unspeakable secret and looks pitiful.

But with such appearance, it is impossible to survive in a world dominated by women without strong fighting ability.

In this world where men's strength is generally less than twice that of women, Yun Shuo has been able to get to where he is today thanks to his muscles that are "silent or stunning when they make a big splash." He looks weak and vulnerable on the surface, but in fact, he can open a person's head with one palm.

[For the host's survival, please follow the system's instructions.]

[The host will appear in the game's first promotional PV. The player character, an adventurer, is attending a banquet in a foreign country when a suicide terrorist attack by you, a cannon fodder, disrupts the player's character and even threatens their life.]

[Just at this moment, the player will be rescued by the first three-star character "Lumi". They will fight side by side. The two sides will fight back and forth. Finally, the five-star character "Ella" will appear and kill you instantly.]

As expected, Yun Shuo continued to ask, "What are their abilities?"

Wow, is this host so tactful? The system was secretly delighted, already ready to please the NPC.

Lumi worships the God of Wind, possessing exceptional perception and speed, and excels in bows and crossbows and concealment magic. Ella worships the God of Machinery, possessing exceptional perceptive abilities, and excels in firearms and manufacturing. Their diets and personal preferences are...

Yun Shuo didn't listen to the rest of the words.

Intelligence has always been his weak point, and this system is the last piece to complete his perfect plan.

After the system finished its rambling, it discovered that Yun Shuo did not have the expected shyness. Although he was indeed writing furiously, what he wrote had nothing to do with conquering others. Instead, it seemed like he wanted to kill them.

The system suddenly remembered the plot it had just mentioned, and inexplicably felt that its electronic flow seemed to be stuck for a moment.

[Host, are you listening? You're going to capture an NPC, right?]

"..."

[Host, you are going to capture the NPC, right? ]

Yun Shuo didn't answer, but asked calmly: "What's your use?"

[As long as the host can obtain whitewashing points from players and NPCs, they can gain abilities, whether it's martial arts or beauty points. This is not just in the game world. As long as the whitewashing points are high enough, they can even affect the real world, allowing the game company to create exclusive PVs for you, or even modify a dedicated quest line for you.]

How about it, are you excited?

The system secretly rejoiced. It understood all too well what this low-class male in a world dominated by women wanted. Social attention, fame, and power—it already had him completely under its thumb!

Again, I only need to make a slight move to reach the limit of the system.

Just as the system was feeling smug, Yun Shuo replied without hesitation: "But I refuse!"

[What? Why?] The system was completely confused.

What's going on? How could someone reject me?

"I, Yun Shuo, love nothing more than saying 'NO' to self-righteous people! Therefore, I will definitely firmly walk the path of being a villain."

[Host, please take stock of your situation. As a villain in a game aimed at women, and a cannon fodder villain who's been completely masked since the PV, not even his face is revealed, if you can survive three days, I'm pretty damned proud!]

Chapter II: Equality for All

[My name is the group owner: @All members, "Faith Crisis" will begin closed beta testing in the next few days. Aside from live streamers and anchors, only a small number of spots will be available.]

[czjz: Lie, keep lying, they clearly already started internal testing at the beginning of last year, what's with the "Zuowang Dao" behavior?]

[No Spring Rose: I advise the above person to read the ID comments. By the way, guess who are the first 100 people to make reservations?]

[A Pai Gow player: "Zuowangdao above, you're lying again!" The group leader replied: "Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people."]

I'm Name (Group Owner): Guaranteed, I wouldn't lie to you. This is information leaked to me by an insider. PV will be out tomorrow, and we'll probably be in closed beta within a week.

[Xian'er: No more talking, I'm going to practice my hand speed.]

News of the closed beta test spread rapidly, centered around this insider group. Even passersby who had previously ignored the game were drawn to it.

Dishou Technology Co., Ltd., the company behind "Crisis of Faith", is also a well-known company in the industry, and has produced many excellent works that have topped the game charts in the past.

Therefore, "Crisis of Faith" is a game that many two-dimensional game enthusiasts have high expectations for, especially the novel gameplay of "cross-era + open world + absolute freedom" it introduced, coupled with the early concept drawings and a small amount of actual machine operations, which made the internal test news all the way popular in Da Yan and firmly occupied the top spot.

The PV is about to begin, and Yun Shuo is naturally making good preparations.

The face must be covered, otherwise what if someone recognizes you halfway? Clothes must be tight, which good guy would wear three pieces of cloth when carrying out a terrorist attack?

[Host... No, ancestor, little ancestor, please be serious! This is your first appearance in front of the players! In the 2D world, being ugly is no different from being sentenced to death! Aren't you afraid of death?]

"Please repeat the seven words 'suicide terrorist attack'. I'm looking for death." Yun Shuo smiled brightly.

I can tie two more handmade guns on my thighs, tie the handmade gunpowder on my waist tightly, and wrap it with a cloak. I want both style and strength.

The main theme is "I don't want to live anymore, and you don't want to live either."

[Do you really have no desire to live at all? ]

"When I was beaten for the first time, I wanted to fight back and show them how strong I was. When I was beaten for the second time, I thought about how I would get my revenge and make all those who looked down on me bow down to me. When I was beaten for the Nth time, I thought, damn it, no one should live!"

Yun Shuo looked up at the sky. "Honestly, isn't your system wrong? If you had come earlier, maybe I would still be a sunny and cheerful boy with hope in my heart, but now... there's no going back..."

"No, I understand the logic!" The system's CPU was running at full speed. "But shouldn't those who bully you be in the slums?"

"Oh, about this," Yun Shuo scratched his head sheepishly and said, "There are too many people. I can't kill them all. So I came up with a roundabout way. You see, when the time comes, I'll kill the city lord's daughter and the distinguished guests at the banquet, then shout 'The people from the slums sent me here' and die. Guess, will all the eggs in the slums be shaken and their yolks scattered?"

【you……】

"Hey, do you know the best part about this plan? When the time comes, those who bullied me will definitely think that I'm their accomplice and that they ordered me here. And I'll be dead without any evidence!"

How do you plan to get in?

"That's not something I should be thinking about. After all, the PV will be broadcast regardless of whether I get in or not. But only if I get in can I possibly gain the attention of players and NPCs, and even gain some whitewashing points." Yun Shuo cunningly threw the question back, "Who knows, maybe I can even come back alive in the end."

The elaborately woven blanket did not wrap around the lady's arms, but was luxuriously spread all over the floor of the banquet hall. The long tables on both sides of the hall were piled with delicious dishes that ordinary people had never seen before. Under the gorgeous crystal chandeliers, people's eyes were on each other, and the words that came out from time to time were mostly boring compliments.

The system eventually gave in.

Yun Shuo successfully sneaked in and, in a corner that ordinary people wouldn't notice, stuffed desserts into his mouth as if he hadn't eaten for three days.

[Eat slowly, someone's watching. Ancestor, I beg you, even if you were allowed to sneak in, all the laundered value was on credit. I really don't have any money left. I've never been in debt since I was born.]

"I haven't eaten in four days. Not to mention sweets, even the white bread inside is disgusting stuff that only rich people eat. I haven't eaten it since I was born." Yun Shuo retorted.

Suddenly, he stopped stuffing food into his mouth.

A girl, dressed in a more casual and convenient outfit than the others, came over and whispered, "You also think the banquet is boring. Why not eat something?"

[Ahhhh! It's Lumi! It's that three-star character! Host, please, please talk to her quickly! It's worth it! It's worth it!]

The noise from the system gave Yun Shuo a headache, so he signaled to the other party with the only eye that was exposed, quickly wrapped the lower half of his face with a black scarf, and left quickly before the other party spoke again.

[You bastard! Go talk to me! At least make a good impression, sir!] The system was still going crazy.

The surroundings suddenly darkened, leaving only a single beam of light on the stage in the center. After the host heated up the atmosphere, the main character of the banquet slowly appeared.

Almost as soon as she came on stage, everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on her, to the point that people felt that this beam of light was so redundant and tarnished her brilliance.

Ella stood straight on the stage, her milky white hair falling down on her white flesh slightly squeezed out by her half-knee stockings. She didn't wear any extravagant jewelry, but the third dangling button on her white shirt was more eye-catching than any jewelry.

Yun Shuo, dressed in black, successfully hid in the crowd and looked at the elegant woman on the stage with a sneer.

The common people were displaced, but the rich were living a life of luxury.

These powerful classes are born with the power to "pray to God". "Praying to God" means that they will be favored by God, possess the divine power bestowed by God, and have the absolute ability to oppress others.

Even if the common people knelt outside the temple for three days and three nights and starved to death in front of the temple, they were not qualified to go in and pray. Poor people like Yun Shuo could only look at the magnificent skyscrapers in the distance through the dilapidated and crooked houses, and even then they would occasionally be spitted at by these noble gentlemen and called them "unlucky".

All classes are fixed. The children of the poor will always be poor, and the children of the rich will always be rich.

But why?!

Only in the face of death can everyone be equal.

Chapter 3: If you don’t love to death, then play

"Everyone, pay tribute to our god, Mani, the God of Machinery, and thank him for bestowing us supreme glory..."

Everyone raised their champagne glasses, and at the moment the wine flowed freely into their throats, the roar of the explosion replaced the hymn and became the sonata of death.

Among the fleeing crowd, Yun Shuo was walking alone, going against the flow of people. The barrel of the gun in his hand reflected a cold light, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness. Without hesitation, he pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at Ella who was standing alone on the central platform.

The system's cries of adrenaline in his head only fueled his adrenaline. "This is a suicide attack, system. This is my beginning, and it's also my end."

"Calm down!" Ella's cold voice, accompanied by the sound of electricity, spread through the minds of everyone present.

The moment the explosion sounded, the staff went to inspect it immediately, and she also received relevant information immediately.

Someone had tied some crudely made handmade explosives to the distribution box, like the homemade bombs from the last century. The range should have been small, but the other party seemed to have made some changes and abandoned all self-protection measures. This was the fundamental reason why the explosion was so violent and uncontrollable.

Ella knew that the people who would use these things would definitely not be those powerful families, which meant that someone had sneaked in.

Combined with the explosions in the banquet hall, there was no doubt that this was definitely not a provocation to the majesty of her and the city lord behind her, but simply an attack, a "suicide terrorist attack" that was full of awareness and did not even leave any way for retreat.

Therefore, the primary goal was to control the situation. The difference between the infiltrator and the powerful was clear; as soon as the lights came on, he would be like a chicken among a flock of cranes, with nowhere to hide.

Ella used her divine power to forcibly light up all the lights in the hall. But she forgot one thing: the moment she activated her divine power, her body would become stiff.