Ch 19: Those who wronged me are now begging me for mercy

Yanqing Bo’ai Hospital

Anger Value +1500. The rich young master immediately flew into a rage. If it weren’t for the location, he would have wanted to take down Rong Ziyin on the spot.

He was genuinely furious.

Rong Ziyin’s words were disjointed, but they hit right where it hurt. Given their past grudges, the rich young master’s gaze became even more sinister as he looked at Rong Ziyin.

He silently reminded himself to stay calm. He had already prepared everything before coming here, so Rong Ziyin was not a threat. With that thought, the rich young master managed to calm down, even forcing a stiff smile.

Soon, a notification appeared above his head: Scheming Value +500

System: Damn! This guy is up to no good again.

Rong Ziyin was unbothered: It’s okay; I’m prepared.

Without another word, Rong Ziyin walked past the rich young master and his group, heading straight into the office without any intention of continuing the conversation or offering an explanation.

“Rong Ziyin!”

Anger Value +1000

Having been ignored again, the rich young master really wanted to hit him.

But Rong Ziyin, calm as ever, turned around and lightly asked, “Hmm?”

The rich young master gritted his teeth. “Aren’t you curious about why I’m here?”

Rong Ziyin: “No.”

Rich Kid: “???”

This was completely different from what he had anticipated. For a moment, the rich young master even wondered if Rong Ziyin had become a monk, devoid of any worldly desires, lacking even basic curiosity. But it was obvious from Rong Ziyin’s previous ruthless and spiteful actions that his current indifference was deliberate.

It was to provoke him.

As Rong Ziyin was about to enter the office again, the rich young master finally couldn’t bear it anymore and grabbed Rong Ziyin’s arm, hissing, “Your paper won’t get selected.”

Rong Ziyin brushed off his hand and frowned. “Oh, got it. Now remember to go to the hospital.”

The rich young master’s heart pounded with anger. “Don’t pretend to be clueless…”

Rong Ziyin calmly interrupted him. “I’m not pretending. You really are sick. Don’t worry, I’ve read that patients with Mediterranean seborrheic alopecia often have a bad temper. But getting angry damages the liver, which makes hair loss worse. So, take care of your health.”

“…Anger Value +3000”

Damn it! What kind of nonsense is “take care of your health”? Does he think I’m some greasy, bloated middle-aged man? The rich young master was completely dumbfounded by Rong Ziyin’s barrage of medical advice and was left speechless for a while.

But Rong Ziyin didn’t care and simply entered the office to discuss his paper with his advisor, not giving a second thought to the rich young master’s earlier words. He went straight to work, leaving the rich young master fuming outside.

The rich young master’s roommates, who had been watching from the side, were also stunned. After witnessing the entire exchange, they all felt the same thing: to Rong Ziyin, the rich young master seemed like nothing more than a fool begging to be insulted.

“Uh, should we leave?” The atmosphere was so awkward that one of the roommates hesitantly asked the rich young master.

But the rich young master only got angrier.

“Leave my ass!” the rich young master snapped, not caring about keeping his voice down outside the office.

“We’re staying right here! We’re all in the same dorm; it’s our senior year, and we’re all busy. It’s not easy to meet up, so we should at least have a meal together!”

The words “have a meal together” were almost forced out through gritted teeth. In the rich young master’s mind, Rong Ziyin had pushed him too far. He wasn’t going to let Rong Ziyin leave the school without giving him a piece of his mind.

Meanwhile, in the office, Rong Ziyin was busy discussing his paper with his advisor.

Rong Ziyin had been working on this project since his sophomore year, so it had been over a year. His advisor had seen every step of the process, making communication smooth.

After reviewing Rong Ziyin’s entire paper, the advisor couldn’t help but praise him. “I was worried that being sent to the countryside would hinder you, but it seems to have helped you instead.”

In Rong Ziyin’s newly revised paper, he had used a large amount of data to validate his experimental results. These data were not something that could be obtained in a lab. Only someone like Rong Ziyin, who had been sent to the countryside and actually experienced an avian epidemic, could have produced such results.

It was clear that Rong Ziyin hadn’t wasted his time at the livestock station. Even the advisor was impressed by Rong Ziyin’s steadiness and dedication.

Rong Ziyin smiled. “I have to thank you for always looking out for me.”

“There’s no need to thank me; it’s your hard work that got you here!”

The two of them had a pleasant conversation. By the time they finished, and Rong Ziyin was preparing to leave, neither he nor his advisor had mentioned the rich young master’s paper.

The system was puzzled. “Aren’t you worried?”

Rong Ziyin: “Worried about what?”

System: “He’s also writing about ducks! Won’t having similar topics affect your chances?”

Rong Ziyin: “Oh, it’s not a problem. We’re not covering the same area. Researching virus types and preventive feed for ducks are two different things. Even if we’re both focusing on avian infectious diseases, we’ll be placed in different sections and won’t be competing with each other.”

System: “??? So everything he’s doing is a waste of time?”

Rong Ziyin sighed. “Yes. Knowledge changes fate. He’s just too dumb.”

The system was left speechless.

When Rong Ziyin left the office, the rich young master was still standing outside. Remembering the system’s earlier question, Rong Ziyin couldn’t help but give him a sympathetic look.

Illiteracy is truly frightening.

The rich young master noticed something off in Rong Ziyin’s gaze and raised his voice. “Rong Ziyin, do you look down on me?”

Anger Value +1000

Yes, the rich young master was just waiting for an excuse to pick a fight. Even the teachers in the office, hearing the commotion, couldn’t help but come out, wanting to intervene and help.

Before he could step out, he clearly saw Rong Ziyin hand the rich young master a business card.

On it, in bold letters, were the words: “Yanqing Bo’ai Hospital – Specializing in Infertility, Impotence, Premature Ejaculation, Hair Loss.”

Rong Ziyin patted the rich young master on the shoulder. “Get treated early, recover early. Best of luck.”

After quickly saying this, Rong Ziyin turned and walked away. Since it was almost lunchtime, he figured he might as well grab a meal at the cafeteria before heading out.

Meanwhile, the rich young master stood there, holding the business card, trembling with anger. He started to feel that waiting here for Rong Ziyin was just self-inflicted humiliation, making him look like a complete fool.

“Damn it! I’ll get him sooner or later,” the rich young master spat, clenching his teeth as he watched Rong Ziyin walk away.

But one of the roommates who had accompanied him couldn’t stop staring curiously at the rich young master’s head.

“What are you looking at?” the rich young master snapped, clearly annoyed.

The roommate hesitated, then pointed at the top of his head. The rich young master turned to look at a nearby window in the hallway.

The window had been cleaned so thoroughly that it reflected his entire face like a mirror—along with the fact that his hair was noticeably thinner than before.

The rich young master froze for a moment, instinctively reaching up to touch the top of his head. His hand felt cold, and when he looked down, he saw a small tuft of hair in his palm.

… Am I really going bald? Anxiety +1000 The rich young master was instantly alarmed.

At the same time, the roommates were equally shocked.

Hair is one of the most important aspects of a young person’s appearance today. So, is this Mediterranean-type seborrheic alopecia contagious?

Finally, one of them mustered up the courage to ask the rich young master, “Maybe you should go to the hospital, just in case?”

“Shut up!” the rich young master exploded, “I’m not going bald!”

Anger +3000

Their voices were so loud that a few students passing by on their way upstairs also heard the conversation.

As luck would have it, though this was an agricultural university, there were other departments as well, such as Electrical Engineering and Computer Science.

These passing students were in the Computer Science department and were on their way to discuss their graduation projects with their advisors.

The Computer Science offices were located upstairs, above the Veterinary Medicine department, so they happened to overhear the conversation.

It’s widely known that if you ranked university departments by course intensity and likelihood of hair loss, the Computer Science department would be near the top.

So, to these students, the words “hair loss” were as sensitive as “weight gain” and “plaid shirts.”

They couldn’t help but stop and take a closer look at the rich young master’s head.

“He really does look like he’s balding!” one whispered to another.

The other nodded sympathetically, “Yeah, it’s a shame. So young, and in the Vet Med department—it must be tough there.”

The student rubbed his own thinning hair with a bitter expression, feeling a surge of sadness. As they continued upstairs, he casually posted on the campus forum: “Even the top students in the Vet Med department have it tough—admired by everyone, yet going bald in their prime.”

He never expected that this post would go viral almost immediately!

The timing was just too perfect.

It was already widely known that the Vet Med department was submitting papers to a top-tier journal, and there had been a lot of speculation on the forum about who would benefit from it.

Moreover, anyone visiting the advisor at that time was likely a top student. So, naturally, everyone started speculating about which “balding top student” it could be.

“Could it be Rong Ziyin?” With his reputation, when people thought of the Vet Med department, they thought of him.

But that idea was quickly dismissed. “It can’t be him! I saw Rong Ziyin today—he looked even more handsome than before. Absolutely stunning.”

“Yeah, it’s definitely not him. Rong Ziyin usually moves around alone, and this post mentioned a group.”

It was common knowledge that Rong Ziyin didn’t get along with his roommates; even before they fell out, they had never eaten together. So, who was this frustrated, thin-haired top student?

The less people knew, the more curious they became, and the more curious they were, the more they wanted to know the truth.

With only a handful of students in the Vet Med department, and with the context clues, someone finally proposed a theory: “Could it be that rich young master?”

“The one who was competing with Rong Ziyin for the scholarship?”

“No way! He’s loaded; how could he be balding?”

“Why wouldn’t rich people go bald? Think of those middle-aged sugar daddies. They don’t just suddenly go bald at forty—there must have been signs earlier.”

“Damn! That makes sense!” Someone chimed in, “I saw him drive back this morning, and his hair did look a bit thin.”

As fate would have it, because of his earlier anger at Rong Ziyin, the rich young master didn’t go out to eat with his roommates but instead grabbed a quick bite in the cafeteria.

Gossip spreads quickly on campus forums, especially during mealtime when students browse their phones and check posts while eating.

The rich young master was well-known on campus as a high-flying, attractive figure, so when he entered the cafeteria, many eyes were on him, and people couldn’t help but whisper.

“Wow, he’s really going bald.”

“Yep, definitely thinning out!”

“Damn, that’s scary—I need to take better care of my hair.”

Everyone who had read the forum couldn’t help but scrutinize the top of the rich young master’s head. While he was used to being the center of attention, today he felt that people were looking at him differently. Those lingering stares were starting to get under his skin.

“What the hell is wrong with everyone today?” The rich young master was completely puzzled.

The four roommates exchanged a glance, and one of them, playing the role of the sycophant, commented, “Maybe it’s because they think you’re handsome.”

The rich young master smirked, his mood lifting significantly.

However, just as they finished getting their food and sat down to eat, a particularly world-weary guy from the Computer Science department at the next table leaned over and said to the rich young master, “You should avoid spicy food; it’s better to eat light.” He then sighed and walked away with his tray.

“What the hell is wrong with that guy?” The rich young master started feeling uneasy.

At that moment, one of the roommates, who had been browsing the campus forum out of boredom, suddenly gasped in a low voice.

“Holy crap!” But the next second, he quickly shut his mouth.

“Let me see!” The rich young master sensed something was wrong and immediately grabbed the phone, his face darkening as he read.

Anger +10,000

Just as the rich young master provided this surge of anger points, Rong Ziyin finally heard the long-awaited system notification.

“Accumulated points have reached the system’s upgrade threshold. Spend 600,000 points to upgrade.”

Rong Ziyin: “Upgrade!”

As soon as he spoke, the system began its upgrade. Rong Ziyin had expected some grand transformation, perhaps accompanied by dazzling lights or at least something dramatic. Surprisingly, there was none of that—no light show, no lengthy process. In just a few seconds, he heard the system’s notification, “Upgrade complete.”

So, what exactly had upgraded?

Rong Ziyin took a look. It turned out that the previously locked exchange area had been unlocked, and the cost of drawing from the lottery had increased from 1,000 points per draw to 10,000 points.

System: “Host, would you like to try drawing once?”

Rong Ziyin nodded: “Draw!”

The wheel spun rapidly, and as it turned, a mysterious golden light suddenly burst forth.

System: “??? SSR?”

Rong Ziyin held his breath in anticipation of the final result.

A few seconds later, a familiar door appeared in Rong Ziyin’s mind. This time, the figure on the door wasn’t holding a microphone and winking but instead was wearing headphones, mouth wide open as if cursing loudly. The expression was clearly one of hurling profanities.

Rong Ziyin clicked on the item details, where it was clearly written: “SSR: Skill – A Warm Greeting from a Player in Zu’an.”

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