Chapter 4: I, Su Chen, Fear Nothing

Su Chen wasted no time. He immediately registered an author account on the Qihang Chinese Network under the pen name "Black Humor."

As the premier destination for web novels, the Black Cat Chinese Network stood at the top of the industry in terms of reader base, influence, and reputation. While "romance" novels—specifically those with "green hat" (infidelity) themes like *Wedding Night...*—had a certain niche audience on the site, Su Chen’s title felt a bit amateurish compared to the elegant, poetic titles of other works like *April Days in the Human World* or *A Canopy of Mist and Rain*.

It was like a dark green duck suddenly appearing in a flock of white swans; whether it was aesthetically pleasing was one thing, but it certainly grabbed attention.

Sure enough, no sooner had Su Chen uploaded the novel than it caught the eye of several readers.

"Hahaha, what kind of trashy title is this? Can you even do that?"

"Wedding night, and the husband goes to take care of his sick female confidante... Is this title being serious?"

"It’s so bizarre, but I love it!"

Perhaps out of boredom, or perhaps driven by mere curiosity, many readers clicked on the book. To their surprise, it wasn't as terrible as they had imagined; the prose was coherent, and the writing style was fluid.

However, the further they read, the more intense and varied their emotional reactions became. Rational readers who preferred "face-slapping" power fantasies grew increasingly furious, unable to help themselves from venting in the comments section.

[What the hell? What kind of doormat heroine is this? Too pathetic!]

[I’m getting so angry the more I read. This is garbage. Can someone really be this brain-dead?]

[I’m out. Only someone with a broken brain could like this kind of novel!]

[I’m done. This brain-dead author actually came up with such a disgusting plot.]

...

Conversely, many naive, sentimental young girls were moved to tears by the story.

[So touching. Why does the author have to be so cruel to Yali, making her suffer such pain?]

[I cried, I cried again...]

[Dear sentimental author, where do you live? I want to send you some local specialties.]

[Ahhh... Yali, don't die!]

...

Su Chen didn't care at all about these comments. What he cared about was how much "Anger Value" these readers could generate for him.

[Received Anger Value from Jiasheng, +6]
[Received Anger Value from Shuai Baozi, +9]
[Received Anger Value from Baozhu, +4]
...

In just half an hour, Su Chen’s Anger Value had once again surpassed one thousand points. What surprised him, however, was that the values provided by these readers were all in the single digits—nothing compared to the triple-digit spikes he got from Zhou Yujie.

After a moment of thought, he guessed the reason. For one, these readers didn't know him personally. Even if they felt resentment toward the author because of the plot, they would only curse a few times under their breath; they couldn't truly harbor deep hatred. Another reason was that these readers were well-versed in web literature and had seen it all. Given the intensity of the "infidelity" tropes they were used to, this was hardly enough to break their defenses.

Still, Su Chen was satisfied. After all, the online reader base was massive—every little bit added up. With that in mind, he couldn't help but want to try another draw.

[Received F-tier movie script: "Girl, Come Back and Chase Your Acting Dreams!"]

Seeing the prize, Su Chen’s heart leaped with joy! He hadn't expected to be so lucky as to pull a movie script. He couldn't wait to check the details, but his smile gradually froze...

This is a scam. What kind of garbage is this? With quality as shitty as this, even if I wrote it myself, it would be better than this script!

More importantly, Su Chen didn't even have the desire to repurpose this trash. Should he send it to a film company just to disgust them? He’d be blacklisted immediately!

After waiting for another hour, Su Chen accumulated another thousand points of Anger Value. This time, he took a shower, put on clean clothes, and even prayed devoutly before the draw.

[Received R-tier song lyrics/composition: "My Hometown is Right in This Village"...]

Su Chen: "???"

Can a song title be any more unprofessional?

After listening to the entire song, Su Chen’s expression was complex, filled with an indescribable conflict. Which genius wrote such a ridiculously powerful masterpiece? The lyrics actually lived up to the bizarre title! And one had to admit, the melody was quite catchy!

He decided to keep it for later; whenever he felt down, he could release it to farm a wave of Anger Value.

***

After two consecutive failed draws, Su Chen had to suspect his own luck. But then he thought, if he could earn a thousand points in just an hour or so, it would be a miracle if he pulled something good immediately! Besides, there were surely intermediate and advanced draws. No need to rush; there was plenty of time.

After adjusting his mindset, just as he was about to lie back down on the bed, a message popped up on his screen.

He clicked it open to find a photo of a beautiful woman lying on a pink bed, wearing a black silk robe and showing off her long legs. Honestly, the photo had quite a visual impact.

The woman was named Seventeen, a web novelist on a different platform who lived on the same floor as Su Chen. In terms of popularity, Seventeen was leagues ahead of him, but for some reason, she had a soft spot for him. In her spare time, she would constantly flirt with him with aggressive tactics; sending seductive photos like this was just a minor appetizer.

If Su Chen hadn't accidentally seen her without makeup, he might have actually fallen for her trap! Don't tell him that "everyone looks the same with the lights off"—Su Chen was a man of high aesthetic standards!

Before Su Chen could reply, Seventeen sent another message.

Seventeen: [Tell sister the truth, do you want it?]

Su Chen originally wanted to politely refuse, but then he had a thought and replied:
"I want it."

In another room on the same floor of the Wangfu Apartments, the woman lying on the bed suddenly sat up. Seventeen clearly hadn't expected such a reply; her eyes lit up—she was hooked!

[Tell sister boldly, what is it that you want?] she asked, famished.

Su Chen replied: [I want to take economic development as the center, seek happiness for the Chinese people, seek rejuvenation for the Chinese nation, and study for the rise of China!]

Seventeen’s eyes widened, and she nearly choked on her own breath. Taking a deep breath, she stubbornly continued to flirt: [Tell sister, which part of your body are you most satisfied with?]

Su Chen: [My heart and chest. I have the country in my heart, and I hold the world in my bosom!]

Seventeen: [...]
[Received Anger Value from Seventeen, +666]

Hearing the system's notification sound, Su Chen finally closed his phone with satisfaction and lay down to sleep. As expected, one must always hold the moral high ground and keep moving forward.

In the middle of the night, Seventeen, unable to sleep from anger, sat up abruptly. No, is he sick?

[Received Anger Value from Seventeen, +999]

...

Waking up the next day, the first thing Su Chen did was check his Anger Value—it had reached over seven thousand! Looking at the logs, the 999 points contributed by Seventeen at 2:00 AM were particularly eye-catching.

Is the lethality of my words really that high? Su Chen scratched his head, secretly apologizing. Sorry, Seventeen, it's not that your conditions aren't good; it's just that my requirements are too high!

Looking at the massive amount of points, Su Chen really wanted to blow them all on a draw. But then he thought, given the system's nature, the probability of getting junk was extremely high. Instead of that, it would be better to wait a while longer and try an intermediate draw.

After washing his face and changing clothes, Su Chen strolled downstairs for breakfast. Since the foot traffic at Wangfu Apartments was heavy, the shops on the ground floor were diverse and well-stocked, making life quite convenient.

Most of the people Su Chen passed on his way down were handsome men and beautiful women, all above average in looks. However, when they caught sight of Su Chen, the young ladies couldn't help but look twice. With his appearance, even in the Wangfu Apartments, he belonged to the top-tier minority.

Just as he stepped out of the elevator, Su Chen saw Seventeen walking toward him. Seeing her yawning and looking haggard, it was clear she hadn't slept well last night!

At the same time, Seventeen naturally saw Su Chen, and a wave of resentment rose in her heart.

[Received Anger Value from Seventeen, +333]

Su Chen felt a bit guilty. Honestly, was it wrong for Seventeen to like him? No. If anyone was to blame, it was his own handsome, dazzling appearance. And she, while suffering from heartbreak, was still tirelessly providing him with Anger Value... her merit was immeasurable!

Su Chen smiled at Seventeen and took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, Sister Seventeen, did you sleep well last night?"

Seventeen: "..."
How could such a shameless person exist?

[Received Anger Value from Seventeen, +666]

Seventeen rolled her eyes, snorted, and walked past him without even acknowledging him. Beside her, another woman—heavily made up, wearing a black silk miniskirt, and looking rather enchanting—gave Su Chen an intrigued look.

***

Inside the elevator, the enchanting woman laughed and teased, "Seventeen, isn't that the man you like? Why are you giving him the cold shoulder today?"

Hearing this, Seventeen felt a pang of heartache and gritted her teeth. "Xiaoxue, you don't know how infuriating that jerk is!"

"Oh? What's the situation? Tell me!" Xiaoxue asked, full of gossip.

After hearing the whole story, Xiaoxue burst into laughter, unable to straighten her back. It wasn't until she saw Seventeen’s dark, pot-bottom-like face that she quickly stifled her amusement.

"From now on, if I go to talk to him again, I'm a dog!" Seventeen swore through gritted teeth.

Xiaoxue’s eyes darted around, and she tentatively said, "Seventeen, if you're giving up, then I might have to go meet him myself!"

She was wild, sure, but she wouldn't steal a man from her best friend. But if her friend gave up, that was a different story. And if she could capture a man her friend couldn't, wouldn't that just prove she was more charming?

Seventeen glanced at Xiaoxue and snorted, "Whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me!"

"If I end up with him, don't be jealous!" Xiaoxue said with a giggle, linking her arm with Seventeen's.

"Absolutely won't be jealous!" Seventeen said with a smirk. "If you can handle him, not only will I not be jealous, I'll even rock the bed for you!"

"I wouldn't dare," Xiaoxue teased. "Good sisters share the blessings; I'll let you have a taste then..."

"Get lost!"

...

On the other side, Su Chen arrived at a breakfast shop called "Scallion Oil Pancake." Because their pancakes were crispy and the fillings were fragrant, they were very popular, and a long line had formed at the entrance.

Everyone was queuing properly when a burly, sturdy man suddenly cut to the front of the line. The crowd wanted to scold him, but seeing his intimidating physique, they held back. The shop owner, clearly holding a "don't cause trouble" mentality, didn't stop him either.

The scene fell into an awkward silence, and the burly man stood at the front of the line, feeling quite entitled.

If it were in the past, Su Chen definitely wouldn't have bothered; the man didn't look like someone to mess with, and it wasn't worth it. But now... he was the Judge of the Breakfast Shop, full of righteous energy and fearless!

"Hey, you in the front, don't cut in line. Go to the back if you want to buy something!" Su Chen scolded righteously.

The crowd looked over. Although they didn't say anything, they admired him in their hearts; society today lacked people who took things seriously.

The burly man turned his head to glare at Su Chen and growled, "None of your damn business. Get lost."

[Received Anger Value from Wang Jiadong, +299]

"You're in front of me, wasting my time, so it *is* my business!" Su Chen wasn't afraid of him at all and sneered, "Either you go to the back of the line, or you don't get to buy anything!"

Seeing Su Chen take the lead, the crowd joined in, muttering and pointing at the man. Seeing he had provoked the public, the man turned his anger toward Su Chen: "Damn you, you looking for a beating?"

Seeing him roll up his sleeves to fight, the crowd scattered, but Su Chen didn't take a step back, his face devoid of any fear.

"If you dare touch me, I’ll lie right down! This is a society ruled by law. All that muscle of yours probably won't be of much use here, right?"

Seeing that he couldn't scare Su Chen, the man’s face went from blue to white, then white to green, and finally, he left with a dark, frustrated expression.

[Received Anger Value from Wang Jiadong, +999]

Once he left, the crowd swarmed around, giving Su Chen a thumbs up. The shop owner was beaming, praising him, "Good job, young man! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to keep this business running!"

Su Chen glanced at the owner and chuckled, "You have the nerve to say that? Shouldn't the shop handle people cutting in line? You didn't say a word just now—how do you think those of us who were cut in front of feel?"

Shop owner: "..."

Seeing Su Chen say this, the crowd turned their focus toward the shop owner. It wasn't until the owner apologized repeatedly and promised to maintain order next time that they calmed down.

[Received Anger Value from Chen Tao, +666]

"And all of you?" Su Chen turned to the large group of customers now that the owner had backed down. "If someone else cuts in line, shouldn't you speak up? If everyone just waits for someone else to open their mouth, wouldn't society be in chaos? Sigh, morals are declining day by day..."

The crowd: "..."

[Received Anger Value from Sun Hai, +22]
[Received Anger Value from Zhao Bi, +16]
[Received Anger Value from Sun Qing'er, +66]
...

Watching the wave of Anger Value scroll across his screen, Su Chen smiled to himself. Admit your mistakes, stand straight when you're hit—his style was indiscriminate attacks.