Chapter 64#
World 3: Everything You Snatch Is What I Don’t Want#
Qin Qing returned the jade slip containing the script to 996.
996 read the script again, its big flat face wrinkling into a bun.
In the last world, the intellectual brain prompted that the mission was perfectly accomplished, and from then on, it had believed in Qin Qing.
It believed that the fate of the Son of Destiny had been tampered with, and also believed that all marriage lines were wrong. That so-called destined person was simply a shameless thief!
If it tried its best to push the plot and achieve the grand finale in the script, it would only be handing over the luck of the Son of Destiny, and even the luck of the entire small world, to that thief.
“Qin Qing, you must snatch the Son of Destiny back! Look at what kind of thing this protagonist bottom is!”
996, who used to be blinded by the script, was now sober. It was banging the jade slip on the floor, its face full of indignation.
“He wants to snatch everything from the original owner. The original owner finally got into the Imperial Military Academy, and he actually snatched the original owner’s admission notice! The original owner was the number one in the country! The protagonist bottom’s total score for eight subjects didn’t even add up to one hundred. He’s a complete academic failure. Does he deserve this admission notice?”
996 spat on the floor, its expression becoming more and more disdainful.
The script beautified this part of the plot, saying that the protagonist bottom insisted on taking the exam despite having a high fever, which was why he didn’t get good grades.
The problem was, even if the protagonist bottom didn’t have a high fever, he usually failed exams. His stupidity, selfishness, and viciousness were all beautified by the script into innocence and confused cuteness.
What was even more ridiculous was that all the Tops were actually bewitched by such a disgusting thing.
996 said doubtfully, “Qin Qing, are these five Tops blind?”
Qin Qing shook his head: “Not blind, just considering their own interests. They need such a person to soothe the riots in their spiritual domains, otherwise they will die.”
“This golden finger is really big enough! The mastermind behind the scenes must have spent a lot of effort, right?”
996 sighed, then was suddenly startled.
“This is bad, Qin Qing! This world doesn’t look at faces, only pheromones! You don’t have pheromones. Even if you snatch all five Tops, they will end up dead! The setting of this world is too terrible; it limits us everywhere!”
Qin Qing didn’t panic at all. Instead, he asked curiously, “Tell me, what exactly are pheromones?”
Sitting on the pure white sofa, he bent slightly, extended a slender pink-white index finger, and gently tapped 996’s nose tip.
“Can this count as pheromones?” he asked softly.
A fragrance condensed into a thin thread, drilling out from his soft fingertips, piercing into 996’s nostrils like a needle tip, and forcibly breaking into its brain.
996’s emerald green eyes immediately widened, pupils suddenly dilating, then contracting sharply. It couldn’t say what exactly this fragrance occupying its brain was.
This fragrance was very mellow, yet extremely light, easily evoking all the most beautiful smells engraved deep in the mind. The burnt aroma of grilled fish, the sweetness of caviar, the slight fishiness of salmon, the purity of catnip…
All the most favorite and obsessed smells were hidden in such a thin invisible thread, subsequently triggering the heat of the body and even the itching of the soul.
996’s bones went soft, rolling its eyes, hugging its belly, and collapsing softly on the floor.
Even inhaling hundreds of boxes of catnip couldn’t reach such a level of madness.
It twisted on the floor like a worm, twisting to Qin Qing’s side, hugging Qin Qing’s ankle tightly with its chubby paws.
“Master, let me take another sniff, meow! You smell so good! I love you to death, Master!” It completely discarded the dignity of a divine envoy, submitting to Qin Qing like a pet. It was twisting, moaning, and fawning.
If the fragrance were a bit stronger, all the desires hidden deep in its heart would be vigorously aroused and completely burned.
Qin Qing chuckled low with interest, then withdrew that thin wisp of fragrance.
996 froze for a few seconds, realizing what ugly things it had just done, and the whole cat felt bad.
“Qin Qing, you really know magic! I was wondering why you could snatch the protagonist Top in every world; so it’s like this!” 996 scrambled up and let out an angry roar.
Qin Qing was still chuckling low, his burning face emitting a charming and bewitching light.
“This is the innate skill of our race—Soul-Bewitching Fragrance. But don’t worry, this is the first time I’ve used it so far.”
Qin Qing looked down at his pink-white fingertips and shook his head: “Anyone who has smelled the Soul-Bewitching Fragrance will fall madly in love with me, but what’s the point of that? When the fragrance disappears, the love disappears too. This kind of unsupported love, born only from superficial desire, is worse than garbage to me. What do I want with garbage?”
He walked into the kitchen and carefully washed his fingertips, removing the last trace of fragrance.
Regarding love, he was born with a near-pathological paranoia. What he wanted was the purest, hottest, and most sincere heart. Not a trace of falsehood or hesitation could exist in this heart.
Similarly, what he gave was also such a clean heart.
996 looked at his lonely back and somehow believed these words.
“Actually,” 996 smacked its lips and whispered, “Actually, you can occasionally let me take a sniff. I don’t mind being bewitched by you!”
Qin Qing turned back, unable to suppress a smile: “Do you treat me as catnip?”
996 hurriedly ran over and hugged Qin Qing’s slender calf with its chubby paws: “Can I, Master? Let me take a small sniff every day, Master? Just one sniff, and I’ll do whatever you want!”
Qin Qing was amused and chuckled repeatedly, but refused to agree verbally.
While the person and the cat were playing, the door was pushed open from the outside without warning, and two men and a woman walked in slowly.
Qin Qing looked back, and the smile on his face immediately faded.
The visitors were the original owner’s father Qin Tao, the original owner’s mother Li Yijia, and the original owner’s illegitimate brother Qin Gantang.
However, the current Qin Gantang was no longer an illegitimate son. He was grandly recognized back into the Qin family by Qin Tao, entered into the family tree, and gained the recognition of all family members. His mother Fang Anna was also taken back to the Qin family, sitting on equal footing with Li Yijia.
Over time, this equal footing situation quickly changed. Fang Anna hosted banquets more and more frequently, seemingly becoming the new mistress of the house.
And the original owner’s rights were stripped away bit by bit by Qin Gantang. First, his room was occupied by Qin Gantang, then his valuable clothes and accessories were snatched by Qin Gantang, and then various things he used to like, from family status to a childhood toy, were all plundered.
Finally, the original owner’s military academy quota also became Qin Gantang’s possession.
Li Yijia hated this mother and son to the core. But so what? Her maiden family was in business, while the Qin family was in politics. Money can only earn more by relying on power, so the Li family was actually a vassal of the Qin family.
Moreover, Qin Gantang had established guardianship relationships with five top alphas. Those five were all pivotal figures in the empire, and together they could control almost everything. How could Li Yijia afford to offend them?
She could only watch helplessly as her and her son’s things were snatched away one by one.
Snatching away was one thing, but what was more hateful was that after getting tired of playing with those things, Qin Gantang and Fang Anna would destroy them all. They were originally just two thieves, but later turned into two robbers.
They liked plundering, and even more, they liked destroying.
At this moment, Li Yijia’s expression was very ugly.
Seeing her son whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, she just twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing an extremely bitter smile.
Qin Qing stepped forward, gently hugged this mother, and kissed her pale cheek. Qin Tao and Qin Gantang were completely ignored by him.
Qin Tao didn’t miss this eldest son much. He pulled his youngest son to sit down and said directly: “Your mother said you were hired by the Central Army after graduation. She wanted to give you a house as a gift. I thought I shouldn’t favor one over the other, so I asked her to buy two sets, one for you and one for Gantang. Gantang happens to graduate this year too.”
After the original owner’s military academy quota was snatched by Qin Gantang, he could only repeat a year. Qin Gantang, who entered school a year earlier than the original owner, was held back a grade. So the brothers still graduated together.
Qin Gantang hadn’t found a job yet, but with his powerful background, he didn’t need to work.
Qin Qing didn’t respond to his father’s words.
Li Yijia silently clenched her fists, but still had to show a gentle smile on her face. She prepared a graduation gift for her son; what was Qin Gantang joining in for?
Does Qin Gantang have to snatch everything of her son’s?
Her palm was pierced by her fingernails, bleeding, but she could only hold it, hide it, cover it, not letting anyone see.
Li Yijia silently wiped the blood on her black skirt before pulling her son to sit down.
Qin Qing looked at Qin Gantang sitting opposite him.
This person looked very exquisite, with a small pointed face and big eyes. His expression occasionally revealed a trace of innocent charm, like a little fox who had just entered the mortal world and didn’t understand love, extremely endearing.
The most wonderful thing was that there was a rouge mole under his left eye, bright red in color, gorgeous as fire. When he glanced over lightly with slanted eyes, the bewitching magic emanating from the depths of the flesh would surge like a dark tide.
A soul-hooking fragrance overflowed continuously from him, like the thickest and sweetest opium boiled for countless days and nights. Just a shallow trace, a thin wisp, could drive people crazy.
Soul-Bewitching Fragrance?
Qin Qing curled his lips and smiled.
The person behind the scenes was indeed of the same race. He looked away and sighed softly.
While he was sizing up Qin Gantang, Qin Gantang was also sizing him up.
Unlike his calm indifference, Qin Gantang’s heart was swept by strong winds and pouring rain. He hadn’t seen Qin Qing for a long time, and the face in his memory had blurred.
But meeting again, he was horrified to find that Qin Qing had grown into this appearance!
Everything in the room was pure white, yet this cleanest and purest color, which could only be mixed by precision instruments, couldn’t compare to Qin Qing’s skin tone.
His skin was also white as first snow, but dyed with a layer of faint yet burning, clear yet gorgeous pink at the corners of his eyes, nose tip, lips, etc. His hair and pupils were blacker than the deepest night, yet imbued with a soft luster.
When the environment became so monotonous, he was the most dazzling and magnificent existence here.
Just glancing at him, Qin Gantang felt a heart-pounding sensation. Imagine if Qin Qing possessed glands and pheromones, even if not a top Omega, just a low-level one, the people chasing him would be as numerous as ox hairs.
The smile on Qin Gantang’s face became shallower, but the viciousness in his eyes was deepening.
He reached out and touched the rouge mole at the corner of his eye, calming his jealous and resentful heart.
“Brother, Li Auntie bought the houses, you choose first,” Qin Gantang said with a smile.
“You choose first. Your guardians often visit. You choose whichever property is convenient for them to come and go.” Qin Tao didn’t care about the feelings of his wife and eldest son at all, only blindly pleasing his youngest son.
Even if he was the head of the Qin family, in front of Qin Gantang with his powerful background, he had to put on the lowest posture.
So what if he used his wife’s money to support his illegitimate son and mistress? As long as he could profit from it, all efforts were worth it.
Qin Gantang waved his hand hurriedly and said very considerately, “No, let Brother choose first. Li Auntie paid for it; how could I have the nerve. Wherever I live, it’s convenient for the five of them, it doesn’t matter.”
Before choosing one person to marry, Qin Gantang could freely associate with the five alphas, occasionally releasing pheromones for the five to smell, soothing their riotous spiritual domains.
If they didn’t want to die, these five people would try their best to win his love before marriage. So although he was an illegitimate son and not a descendant of a top clan, he didn’t need to accommodate those five at all.
He was the one who dominated everything, controlled everything, and decided everything.
Thinking this way, Qin Gantang couldn’t help smiling, feeling a sense of superiority from the bottom of his heart.
Li Yijia’s eyes grew colder, but she still suppressed the anger in her heart and said gently, “Qin Qing, then you choose first.”
With that, she took out two magnetic cards from her bag, printed with photos of two properties. These were the current property deeds.
Qin Qing followed the original owner’s memory and scanned the two magnetic cards with the intellectual brain on his wrist.
The two magnetic cards projected 3D images of two houses respectively. One was a two-story small villa located in the suburbs with a garden. The other was a high-rise apartment, over four hundred square meters, luxuriously decorated.
Li Yijia bought the villa for her son, priced as high as tens of millions. Qin Gantang learned about this and said he also wanted a property, so Qin Tao forced Li Yijia to buy another one.
The apartment was bought later, priced around ten million. The surrounding environment naturally couldn’t compare to the villa, and the decoration grade was also a cut below.
After all, it was a house bought under coercion; Li Yijia was unwilling, so how could she be willing to spend a lot of money?
Now that her son could choose first, she was naturally happy, her gray eyes brightening a bit. But at the same time, she knew that even if her son chose the villa she carefully prepared, as long as Qin Gantang said he liked it, the villa would be snatched away.
Would Qin Gantang snatch it?
Of course he would. This was his favorite game.
If human greed could emit a smell like pheromones, then he must be stinkier than the landfill in the lower city!
Li Yijia curled her lips as if smiling, but her teeth bit through her gums, forcing out blood.
Qin Qing was also smiling, but his demeanor was completely lazy and relaxed. He reached out and took the magnetic card for the apartment.
“Thank you, Mom. I like this house very much.”
His clear voice was full of joy, his fingertips playing with the magnetic card over and over again, as if he couldn’t put it down.
“I usually do research, so living in a high-rise apartment is most suitable. There are no neighbors around, very quiet. When I’m tired, I can look at the sky outside; that boundless vastness can bring me a lot of inspiration. It’s also convenient to go out; there are star ports all around, and it’s very close to the Central Army, which can save a lot of commuting time. The army management is strict; I’m actually quite worried about being late if I live too far away.”
He curved his gentle and affectionate peach blossom eyes and smiled happily again, “Thank you so much, Mom. Do you have mind-reading skills? The house you bought for me suits my heart too well.”
He extended his hands to hug Li Yijia, gently patting this mother’s back with his palm.
His smile, his thanks, and his action of fondling the magnetic card all repeatedly showed how much he liked this apartment.
Seeing him take the worse property and actively compromise with that illegitimate son, Li Yijia’s mood was terrible.
However, at this moment, being warmly hugged by her son and patted so gently, Li Yijia actually showed a happy smile too.
Forget it, forget it, as long as her son likes it. That villa has a higher price, better environment, and greater appreciation potential. Now Qin Gantang won’t snatch it from her son again, right?
Li Yijia smiled and rubbed her son’s hair, her suspended heart put down.
She naturally picked up the other magnetic card and handed it to Qin Gantang, “You take this house. Happy graduation.”
Qin Gantang took the magnetic card and said thank you with a smile, looking very happy.
Since the goal was achieved, Qin Tao didn’t stay long. After saying a few casual words to his eldest son, he left with his youngest son. Now Qin Gantang was his treasure; he had to accompany him wherever he went to have face.
After the door closed, the elegant and decent smile on Li Yijia’s face immediately turned into thick disgust.
She asked the robot butler to pour her a glass of wine, sipping while sighing: “Son, I thought you would like that villa. But fortunately, you like the apartment, so Qin Gantang won’t snatch it from you.”
“Mom, I actually prefer the villa.” Qin Qing was still playing with the magnetic card, but the look of fondness turned into faint laziness.
Li Yijia was stunned.
996 said very aggrievedly, “You knew the protagonist bottom likes the villa, so you actively chose the apartment? When have you ever suffered such grievance! This world is too damn fucked up! Wait, I’ll help you steal the villa’s magnetic card back.”
After saying this, 996 wanted to open the window and climb down the drainpipe. After scratching a few times with its paws, it realized that this tower-like building wouldn’t have any drainpipes!
Li Yijia’s eyes slowly turned red, sour tears welling up, flashing with painful light.
“Son, you’ve been wronged. It’s right for you not to fight with Qin Gantang now; the power behind him is too strong. When your uncle’s business grows bigger and connects with the central government, we won’t have to be afraid of him—”
Li Yijia’s words were interrupted by Qin Qing’s chuckle.
“Mom, what are you saying? How could I not fight? No one can snatch my things away.” He held the magnetic card between his slender index and middle fingers, a trace of cold mockery mixed in his gentle tone: “What was snatched away was all what I didn’t want.”
He tossed it casually, and the magnetic card fell into the trash can behind the sofa. The can was full of nutrient solution packaging bags, and the viscous liquid overflowing from the bags slowly swallowed the card.
Before Li Yijia could understand, her intellectual brain rang.
After connecting the call, Qin Gantang said rather shyly: “Li Auntie, I thought about it just now, and I still feel that the apartment suits me better. The villa is too far away, inconvenient for me to find a job. Can you ask Brother to swap with me? The villa is more expensive; it should have been given to Brother in the first place. Don’t you think so, Li Auntie?”
Li Yijia didn’t speak for a long time.
She looked at her son in astonishment, lightning flashing in her brain.
Her silence was seen by Qin Gantang as reluctance, so he said again: “Li Auntie, I’m sorry, I really like that apartment. Just let Brother give the apartment to me.”
This plea was ostensibly for Li Yijia, but actually for Qin Tao beside him.
Qin Gantang knew that even if Li Yijia was unwilling a hundred times, as long as Qin Tao spoke, she had to give it even if she didn’t want to. So his plea didn’t show humility, but instead was wrapped in pride and arrogance. His voice carried a mocking smile; so what if it was heard?
Li Yijia was still dazed when Qin Qing spoke lightly: “Give it to him.”
His tone sounded very helpless, very tired, as if he had fought to the end and gained nothing, so he completely gave up struggling. However, in fact, he was curving his thin lips, narrowing his bright eyes, and comfortably tasting a glass of wine red as blood.
The apartment magnetic card that Qin Gantang begged for shamelessly was now lying in the trash can full of swill, slowly stained with a sour and foul smell.
That was something Qin Qing disdained completely.
Li Yijia finally came back to her senses, suppressing the corners of her mouth that were turning up, and pretended to be annoyed: “Take it if you want it. I’ll have the robot send you the magnetic card.”
“Thank you, Li Auntie.” Qin Gantang smiled happily.
He heard Qin Qing’s helpless fatigue and Li Yijia’s suppressed anger; he thought he had won.
“I will also give the villa’s magnetic card to the robot and let it bring it to you. By the way, Li Auntie, didn’t Uncle buy an S900 flying car a few days ago? I like it very much.”
This wasn’t said explicitly, but the meaning was obvious. The top-level flying car Qin Qing’s uncle bought specifically for Qin Qing was also eyed by Qin Gantang. He wanted it.
Li Yijia frowned, about to refuse, but saw her son project a sentence with his intellectual brain: [Read whatever I write.]
Li Yijia nodded, suppressed the anger in her chest, and said in a disdainful tone: “Oh, that car. Take it if you want it. My brother gave it to Qin Qing to drive two days ago, but Qin Qing didn’t like it. It’s gathering dust in the garage right now. Qin Qing said the S900 is outdated, visibility is very bad, the intelligent central control system is not the latest, functions are not powerful enough, shifting is not flexible, range is short, and there are many problems. He’s annoyed to death and thinking of selling it on the second-hand network. It’s best if you want it, saving him the time to deal with it.”
Every sentence on the virtual screen was soaked with dislike and boredom for the S900. Li Yijia’s tone interpreted this dislike and boredom vividly.
Qin Gantang, who was determined to get the S900 just now, fell into silence at this moment.
After about five or six seconds, he smiled hypocritically and pretended to be obedient: “Li Auntie, Uncle bought the car for Qin Qing; how could I have the nerve to ask for it. I just wanted to borrow it for two days. Brother is going to work tomorrow; how can he not have a car? Yin Bozhou also bought an S900; I’ll borrow from him.”
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Gantang hung up the phone.
Li Yijia looked at the intellectual brain, then at her son who was leisurely drinking red wine, and showed the most cheerful smile in recent years on her face.
“So this trick can be used to deal with this vampire! Son, I understand.”
Qin Qing rested his chin on one hand, shaking the wine glass with the other, his pitch-black eyes overflowing with interest, and said lazily: “Mom, you don’t have to worry. From now on, whatever Qin Gantang snatches from my hands will be things I discard like worn-out shoes.”