How To Survive As A Villain

Red Eyed Stranger

The ground was covered with tiny green sprouts with tall trees every few centimeters apart, crowning the circular edge of the park, which reminded Ren of his college park.

That park, nestled in the heart of his alma mater, had been witness to countless confessions and heartbreaks.

He could still recall the secluded bench hidden amidst tangled shrubs, where he had first crossed paths with Fu Xian.

The sunlight filtered through the air and surrounded everything under the golden blanket. Ren let his now dry eyes wander at the once pristine blue sky, which was still clear blue.

Still clear blue?

Even the clouds passing over his head had similar patterns as before.

How long has it been since he appeared here?

He noticed a black bracelet wrapped around his left wrist. It had a tiny screen attached to it, which Ren had no idea how to operate. He tried poking it in different places but to no avail.

"Hello Host! Your favorite system is ba-,"
Midst Ren's confusion, a familiar childish voice echoing in his mind, came to a screeching halt. It even left Ren startled.

"What happened?"

"Host! How can you molest a communicator like that? Just because it can't talk, that doesn't give you the right to touch it however you please.!!!"

Ren"..."

While silently thinking about the brain circuits of his newly assigned system, Ren calmly took his fingers, still dangling on the screen, back.

"Where are you? I can't see you anymore."

Ren tried to find the cute little cub but to no avail.

"I am inside your head. You don't need to speak aloud to communicate with me. I can hear all your thoughts. I explained it to you when you signed the agreement with me."

Ren refrained from commenting on the mysterious agreement he apparently had entered into.

He wonders if he can see that cutie again or if he has to pass the time while listening to the Good Operating Web Domanian system.

'So, how do I operate this .....
communicator?'

Ren pondered, searching for a respectful term for the device.

'Host, you have to touch the edge of the left side... Yeah! Right there! Double tap on that point. It's the operating point. You should dive into your memories of this body, and you will find out many new things.'

Ren ignored the suggestion to look at the memories dangling in his mind and focused on the screen. The now-lit screen showed that it was half past 7 in the evening.

Why is the area still so bright? Does this planet follow different time zones than he was familiar with, or is he simply going crazy with the transmigration cycle?

The system's dream of securing a super-intelligent host seemed to wane as Ren struggled with the newfound technology.

The newly born system sighed as a few invisible codes escaped and dissolved into the air.

"My dear host," the system's voice chimed in once more, "You are currently standing within the Central Park of Nexus City, enclosed by an invisible protective barrier and holographic screen to ensure optimal conditions for its inhabitants."

Okay! Ren is still sane.

Apparently, the time Zones are quite similar to that of Earth. A day of 24-hour cycling in a week of seven days forms a thirteenth-month-long year.