Professional Assassin C14

Chapter 14: Completing a Job in the Substitute World (1)

After the system announced the completion of the mission, it gave its evaluation: “All missions completed… Congratulations, Contractee, on receiving a reward of 1,000 points—though you did exploit loopholes.”

Lin Yuetian, who had long since dealt with Xiao Li with a clean strike after the system’s announcement, responded to its accusation by saying, “If there’s a loophole and I don’t exploit it, I’d be letting it down.”

Sheathing his sword, he left the chaotic funeral hall behind without a second glance and walked away at a leisurely pace.

Lin Yuetian didn’t stay long in the wuxia world. Nor did he take on any more jobs. After squandering the hundreds of taels he had earned during those seven days while living incognito, he told the system he wanted to leave.

Lin Yuetian admitted that, though the wuxia world had its charm, it lacked the magical powers of the xianxia world. It was quite backward in many ways, and the quality of life wasn’t great. There was no point in staying longer.

The system replied, “Damn it… Amitabha…”

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When Lin Yuetian opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a clean, single-person hospital room. The room was bright and filled with signs of modern technology. Although the level of technological development seemed slightly behind that of his original world, he could still guess at the basic functions of the items, like the television and air conditioning, thanks to his common sense.

“A modern society? Wonderful, I love technology,” Lin Yuetian said emotionally, attempting to sit up, only to be surprised. “This body’s physical condition is terrible… It seems to be even worse than the average male’s.”

The system laughed heartily and sincerely: “Heh heh heh, is that so? Well, enough chit-chat. Accept the memories first.”

The body Lin Yuetian now inhabited originally belonged to a very ordinary but exceptionally good-looking male college student who was living his normal life. However, during a summer job, he happened to meet the city’s youngest billionaire, CEO Shen Junyu. Shen Junyu seemed to fall for him at first sight and quickly launched a grand pursuit. But the original host, being straight, had no romantic interest in the wealthy and handsome man he had only met once, so he politely declined.

What the original host didn’t expect was that his rejection would lead to a nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Shen Junyu, a man with powerful connections in A City, took drastic measures after being rejected. He resorted to force and coercion, compelling the original host to drop out of school and become his kept man through unscrupulous means. The original host lost all personal freedom and was confined to a villa owned by Shen Junyu in the countryside. Officially, the story was that he had gone abroad, but in reality, he had been turned into the plaything of another man, held captive as his lover.

The original host tried to escape multiple times but was caught each time. Every time he was brought back, Shen Junyu would lock him in the villa’s basement for an entire day and night. No light, no food or water, no sound—this extreme silence and terror quickly broke the original host’s spirit. This torture continued again and again until he finally gave up and accepted his fate.

Compared to this, being beaten by Shen Junyu when he was in a bad mood seemed trivial.

Years of such abuse left the original host in a terrible physical condition.

Eventually, the original host developed Stockholm Syndrome. His sole belief in life became Shen Junyu’s so-called love for him. If Shen Junyu treated him this way, he must care for him. He clung to this delusion of love as his only lifeline.

But even this twisted hope was ultimately shattered.

Last month, Shen Junyu went on a trip, claiming he was going to bring a friend back to the country. That friend’s name was Bai Li—a name that left an indelible, terrifying impression on the original host.

The original host had only met Bai Li once when Shen Junyu brought him to his company. Occasionally, Shen Junyu would do this, likely as part of some roleplay. When leaving the company that day, the original host happened to run into Bai Li, who had come to see Shen Junyu.

Upon seeing the original host, Bai Li said one sentence: “This person looks a bit like me… Disgusting.”

And with just that one sentence, Shen Junyu dismissed the original host. That day, the original host learned that the fateful encounter that started his nightmare—that so-called love at first sight—was simply because he happened to have a face that resembled Bai Li’s. He was nothing more than a stand-in, a prop, a pitiable victim whose existence was utterly insignificant.

The original host wandered the streets aimlessly, only to get into a car accident. And then, Lin Yuetian arrived.

After Lin Yuetian sorted through these memories, the system announced his tasks: “The original host’s wish missions are as follows:
Mission 1, completely shed the identity of a stand-in.
Mission 2, make scum Shen Junyu express love for him.
Mission 3, make scum Shen Junyu understand his feelings.”

“Uh…” Lin Yuetian questioned, “This CEO Shen Junyu has committed quite a few crimes, hasn’t he? Based on my memories, my official identity has been fabricated by him. It looks like I dropped out of university and went abroad, with falsified documents to cover my disappearance. He even forged a passport and green card, fabricated exit and entry records, not to mention the illegal detention and intentional harm… These are all against the law, right?”

“A hitman talking about the law? Do you even know where you are? This is the legendary, illustrious world of scumbag gong, stand-ins, and white moonlight! In this world, you still want to talk about the law? The scumbag gong is a domineering CEO, and here, that means he’s at the top of the food chain,” the system snapped. “Listen, big guy, let me tell you something. You can kill people if you want—it’s your profession, after all. I… I can’t control you anymore. I just beg you, please don’t do something as creepy as the funeral wedding from the last world. That was way too much. I can’t handle it mentally.”

“Don’t make me sound like some kind of pervert,” Lin Yuetian protested. “That was an extraordinary situation requiring extraordinary measures. I’m actually a very peaceful person.”

System: “Haha.”

Seeing that his body didn’t seem to have any major issues, Lin Yuetian got discharged. The first thing he did was go to the bank to check his remaining balance.

The CEO had given the original host a significant severance payment. Lin Yuetian calculated that it was enough for him to live comfortably for about five years.

“You’re way too extravagant with your spending. This amount should have been enough to last the original host a lifetime,” the system remarked.

Lin Yuetian remained indifferent.

He still had 1,400 points left. The disguise technique he purchased in the last world was still usable, and to his surprise, the candles infused with anesthesia from the points mall were also still available. Clearly, the system’s rules were quite lenient.

“The original host’s life was so monotonous that his memories are sparse. He has no idea whether this world has any assassin organizations,” Lin Yuetian analyzed. “Without a network to contact clients, procure weapons, or handle cleanup, it’s very difficult for us assassins to counter modern criminal investigation methods.”

“You’re aware of that… Just don’t stir up trouble,” the system said, relieved.

“But the CEO can,” Lin Yuetian suddenly changed the topic. “In the setting of this world, he’s practically omnipotent, isn’t he? And this isn’t a proper modern world. He’s committed so many illegal acts without any consequences. It seems that Shen Junyu is essentially a local tyrant in A City.”

“Since you know that, don’t provoke him,” the system warned, growing uneasy.

“Even emperors in ancient times had assassins after them. Why not today?” Lin Yuetian shook his head and reassured the system, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it carefully. Nothing will happen.”

The more the system listened, the less at ease it felt. Nervously, it asked, “So… are you planning to confront Shen Junyu now?”

“I’m not going.”

“? Why?” The system was shocked. “You’ve turned over a new leaf?”

“Thinking back, I suffered a big loss in the last world,” Lin Yuetian sighed. “I only got paid to kill Left Protector Ning Songhua. No one hired me to kill the Sect Leader Xiao Li or Right Protector Ning Songluo. And no one paid me to destroy the Demon Sect. I basically worked for free. It’s like throwing money into the river.”

System: “…”

Lin Yuetian reflected deeply, “I was too impatient. I must change my ways. This time, I’ll find a client first before making a move.”

System: “Thank you, big guy. Seriously, thank you.”