"Damn system!" The first words out of Xia Lin's mouth after waking up were a curse directed at the system. Using love to influence the antagonist? What a ridiculous task!
According to this lousy system, in each world Xia Lin was about to traverse, there would be a super - antagonist with a distorted worldview who was prone to wanting to destroy the world. To prevent these worlds from collapsing and for the sake of love and peace, Xia Lin needed to approach each antagonist and reshape their worldview.
His task was to reduce the antagonist's degree of darkness and prevent a tragedy from happening. Once the task was completed, Xia Lin could obtain merit points. Once he had gathered enough merit points, he could reshape his body and return to the moment before his death.
The first world was an interstellar world with a strict hierarchical system and the existence of slaves. Xia Lin had become an innocent teenager sold by his stepmother to a slave trader. That was why he cursed the system as soon as he woke up.
Just thinking about getting the humiliating slave mark branded on his body and wearing handcuffs that could release electric current at any time, Xia Lin felt his life was utterly bleak.
At the same time, Karoon, the emperor of the Romantel Empire, had come to this obscure planet. He was here to look for a kind of herb!
Plantain. The fortune - teller Pissman had said that there was this herb on the planet Baizi that could cure his headache.
Karoon's headache was very strange. The best doctors and the most advanced medical equipment in the empire couldn't diagnose it. Only Pissman had said that he would find what he needed on this planet.
No matter what this thing was, whatever he wanted must belong to him, by any means necessary!
The adjutant standing beside him felt the emperor's terrifying aura and involuntarily took two steps to the side. "Your Majesty, you can completely assign this task to me."
Karoon didn't say a word. For some reason, the closer he got, the faster his heart beat, as if there was something he had been looking for up ahead.
It's over! Listening to one scream after another, Xia Lin knew it would soon be his turn. Watching the branding iron getting closer and closer, Xia Lin shouted recklessly into the street, "Help! Is there anyone who can save me!" Damn system, not even giving me a cheat!
The trader holding the branding iron sneered coldly. "You lowly commoner. I think everyone can't wait to hear his beautiful screams, right?" The onlookers whistled and swore, urging the trader to immediately burn the iron onto Xia Lin's fair skin.
"What's going on up ahead?" Karoon's sudden question startled the adjutant. He quickly took out his telescope to take a look, then stepped back behind Karoon and replied, "Your Majesty, there's a slave trader branding his merchandise up ahead. That's right, that's what they call the commoners who are about to become slaves - merchandise."
Karoon didn't say anything else. He followed his heart and walked straight in that direction. The adjutant and several plain - clothed knights had no choice but to follow behind.
Just as Xia Lin could feel the scalding heat of the branding iron, a voice stopped the trader. "Wait a minute!"
Everyone looked in one direction, not at the person who had spoken, but at the tallest and most imposing man.
Anyone with a bit of sense could tell that this black - haired man was no ordinary person. Xia Lin, of course, understood this too, even though he looked dazed. It was because the system had issued a command in his mind: [Ding~ The target has appeared. Identity: Emperor of the Romantel Empire. Degree of darkness: 82]
Damn it! 82 points of darkness! (Out of 100)! This is so difficult in the first world!