Ch 21: Those who wronged me are now begging me for mercy

I Think Your Face is So Nice, I Want To…

After being repeatedly struck by Rong Ziyin’s incredible bad luck, the system was left speechless, unable to even utter a single “What the heck” this time.

Rong Ziyin calmly opened the system description to check it. At the same time, a snow-white goose egg fell into his palm.

Item Details: Anhui White Goose Egg, fertilized, with a 100% hatch rate. The ultimate pet for macho men, its snow-white feathers can heal your barren soul. It is hatchable and is recommended to be raised in flocks.

System: Pfft, hahahahaha, what’s with the macho man description?

The previously gloomy system was immediately cheered up by this absurd description, laughing so hard it nearly short-circuited.

Rong Ziyin, however, carefully observed the egg, noticing that it seemed slightly different from the Anhui white goose eggs he remembered.

So, is this telling him to hatch the goose?

Rong Ziyin recalled the characteristics of the Anhui white goose.

The Anhui white goose is known for its down feathers, and it’s more commonly raised in the southern regions. So, is this the Heavenly Dao’s way of implying that selling salted duck eggs is too slow a path to wealth, and that he should start focusing on farming?

As thoughts about goose farming swirled in his mind, Rong Ziyin couldn’t help but become curious.

He was very curious to see what differences, if any, these geese would have compared to ordinary Anhui white geese once they hatched.

Just then, a phone call interrupted Rong Ziyin’s thoughts. He glanced at the caller ID—it was a senior who had previously worked on a project with him.

“What’s up?” Rong Ziyin asked.

“Don’t even get me started. You’d better be careful lately!” The senior sounded frustrated. “That rich young master from your dorm seems to be planning to cause trouble for you.”

The senior was quite angry when he mentioned this. As it turned out, the big-shot professor the rich young master had found was actually Rong Ziyin’s senior’s Ph.D. advisor.

So, as soon as the senior heard that the rich young master was around, he kept an eye on him. Sure enough, he noticed that the rich young master was plotting against Rong Ziyin and quickly called to warn him.

Rong Ziyin understood what he meant, but he didn’t believe that the rich young master had any chance of besting him.

Publishing a paper in a core journal isn’t like a classroom assignment that can be casually copied or imitated; it requires thorough research and verification.

What’s real cannot be faked, and what’s fake cannot be made real.

Besides, this rich young master, being so young and already engaging in academic fraud, was essentially destroying his own future.

“Are you sure?” The senior was taken aback.

“Positive,” Rong Ziyin nodded. “He doesn’t even realize that his paper and mine are on entirely different research topics. How could he have written it himself?”

The senior, who had been worried about Rong Ziyin, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the rich young master was indeed an idiot. With top-tier resources at his disposal, he could have already achieved something if he had put in a bit of effort.

This guy, full of hot air and trying to blend into the research world, must not have faced the harsh reality of the real world.

“Even so, be careful,” the senior advised a few more times before hanging up.

After hanging up, Rong Ziyin thought for a moment and then transferred another one cent to the loan shark’s Alipay. This time, he added a note.

Note: Did you know? On August 10, 2018, the Ministry of Human Resources and Social Security issued the “Regulations on the Management of Professional Title Evaluations” for public comment on the Chinese Government Legal Information Network. The regulations propose that professional title evaluations should prioritize morality, with academic fraud leading to immediate disqualification and inclusion on a credit “blacklist.”

The rich young master still had his Alipay open, and when he saw the note, he exploded with rage.

However, Rong Ziyin’s move gave him an idea—he finally had a chance to curse out Rong Ziyin.

He deliberately transferred 999 yuan to mock Rong Ziyin, writing a lengthy, insult-filled note as slowly as possible.

The rich young master figured that after cursing out Rong Ziyin, given his personality, even if he didn’t want to engage, he would at least transfer the money back. This way, the rich young master could reuse the money to continue cursing him, ensuring a continuous exchange and venting his anger.

But he clearly overestimated the situation.

This time, half an hour passed before Rong Ziyin finally replied in the payment receipt with just four words.

“Too many words, too lazy to read, but thanks, boss.”

So, was Rong Ziyin just going to keep the money?

The rich young master was infuriated and wanted to message Rong Ziyin, but then he realized they weren’t friends on Alipay. This meant that if he wanted to curse at him again, he’d have to pay first.

But even one cent was still his money, and spending it to curse out Rong Ziyin would be like throwing good money after bad—there’d be no return. Given Rong Ziyin’s reaction, he might even see the rich young master as a money-spitting machine.

Damn! Once again, he had been played by Rong Ziyin. The rich young master’s heart pounded with rage as he collapsed onto the sofa, utterly exhausted and unable to move a finger.

Anger Level: 4000

After delivering such a significant burst of anger, the rich young master didn’t provide any more minor reactions as he had before. Clearly, he was either knocked out cold or had been driven mad with fury.

Rong Ziyin sighed: “With this much anger, he might not even need the Zu’an skill to meet an early end.”

The system was utterly speechless: “Master, please, can you be a decent person? You might be the first debtor in China to actually anger a creditor to death.”

Having received new items from the lottery and scammed another sum from the rich young master, Rong Ziyin was in an excellent mood. He promptly donated the 999 yuan he got from the rich young master to a public welfare account for poor mountain areas, adding a note that said: Learning from Comrade Lei Feng.

Since the rich young master had too much money, Rong Ziyin decided to help him do some charity work. Although it wouldn’t erase his past misdeeds, it might at least give him some hope. When the rich young master eventually shed tears behind bars, maybe it would help him improve his miserable character.

There were still about two hours left before Rong Ziyin would reach the village. After all the commotion, he felt a bit tired. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes for a short nap. The system remained silent, allowing Rong Ziyin to rest properly.

Meanwhile, in the class group chat, with both Rong Ziyin and the rich young master—the two main topics of conversation—no longer active, the discussion gradually shifted and eventually quieted down.

The journey continued in silence, and by the time Rong Ziyin opened his eyes again, the bus had already stopped in town.

Rong Ziyin got off the bus and checked the time, estimating that it would soon be time to make dinner when he got home.

Coincidentally, there was an aunt with a vegetable cart standing by the station platform, enthusiastically calling out to the people getting off the bus.

“Fresh vegetables! Homegrown, no pesticides, picked just this afternoon. Come take a look!”

Rong Ziyin walked over to have a look, seeing a vibrant array of greens that looked incredibly fresh and appetizing.

After thinking it over, Rong Ziyin bought a bunch of chives, planning to make scrambled eggs with chives for dinner.

There was a tractor that ran from town back to the village. Rong Ziyin’s timing was perfect; a tractor headed back just as he arrived. The driver, recognizing him, greeted him with a smile.

“Dr. Rong, you’re back?”

“Yes, I’m back,” Rong Ziyin nodded, then climbed onto the tractor with his vegetables and headed to the village.

The tractor dropped him off at the village entrance. Instead of heading straight home, Rong Ziyin first went to the livestock station, intending to check if there was anything that needed his attention. He also planned to use the station’s incubator to hatch the new goose egg he had just drawn.

With his mind made up, Rong Ziyin walked toward the livestock station.

As evening approached, Rong Ziyin strolled along the path back home, feeling quite content as he observed the lush, thriving crops on either side.

Just then, a large goose suddenly rushed out from the direction of the field ridge. Against the sunlight, the goose’s beak, the edges of its eyes, and the tips of its wings had a hint of gray-blue. The unique sheen of its feathers unexpectedly added a touch of elegance. No matter from which angle you looked, it was an exceptionally beautiful and handsome goose.

Rong Ziyin stopped in his tracks to look at the goose, finding it quite intriguing. Most people in the village raised chickens and ducks; geese were a rare sight, especially of this breed.

Rong Ziyin immediately recognized the breed of the goose that was running towards him. It was a Yangjiang goose, a typical meat-producing breed known for its tender and delicious meat.

This goose wasn’t shy at all. Seeing Rong Ziyin looking at it, it quickly waddled over and stood right in front of him.

Geese are known for their aggression, so Rong Ziyin prepared to step back to avoid being bitten. But then he noticed a slowly pulsing heart icon appear in the floating text above the goose’s head.

Goose: Daddy~ I’m giving you my little heart~

System: What the heck! Rong Ziyin, when did you secretly have an illegitimate child?

Rong Ziyin was just as confused, but the goose had clearly taken a liking to him. It rubbed its head against Rong Ziyin’s pant leg affectionately.

Goose Affection Points +1000

Meanwhile, the floating text above the goose’s head was filled with little hearts, surrounding Rong Ziyin completely.

Rong Ziyin: Who are you calling daddy?

Goose: Hehehe.

Its beady black eyes were full of adoration. Despite being a fully grown goose, it was acting adorably coy with its maximum-level charm.

Rong Ziyin couldn’t resist pinching the tuft of hair sticking up on the goose’s head. The goose’s eyes brightened, and it immediately showered Rong Ziyin with even more little hearts.

In just a short time, this goose had provided Rong Ziyin with nearly 5,000 gold coins.

The system could no longer hold back and accused: “Look at him! And you still deny it—this is obviously the illegitimate child you’ve been raising behind my back!”

Rong Ziyin, you big jerk!

The system, shouting “I’m not listening, I’m not listening, I’m not listening,” was so furious it practically turned into a pufferfish.

Rong Ziyin, feeling helpless, tried to explain patiently.

But just as he started to speak, he heard someone whistle from a distance.

The goose, which had been clinging to Rong Ziyin, immediately stopped what it was doing and tilted its head to listen.

Then, reluctantly, it rubbed against Rong Ziyin one last time before turning around and waddling off toward the source of the whistle.

Rong Ziyin said to the system, “See, I told you—it belongs to someone else.”

As he tried to console the system, Rong Ziyin looked up toward the direction of the whistle, curious to see who this goose’s owner—who it had randomly decided to call “daddy”—was. What he saw was an exceptionally handsome young man.

Standing on the field ridge where the goose had first appeared, the young man had long legs and a narrow waist, with a charismatic air about him. His beautiful almond-shaped eyes naturally held a hint of a smile.

Seeing Rong Ziyin looking at him, the young man playfully winked at him, his lips curving into an attractive smile, perfectly fitting the current definition of a charming rogue.

However, Rong Ziyin clearly heard the system notification: Desire Points from Ji Shu: 9999.

And above the young man’s head, a floating text appeared: I think your face is so nice, I want to…

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