Chapter 21: Your Looks Make Me Want to…
After being repeatedly crushed by Rong Ziyin’s non-chicken strikes, the system held its breath for ages—this time, it couldn’t even muster a “Holy crap.”
Rong Ziyin calmly opened the system manual for reference. Simultaneously, a snow-white goose egg landed in his palm.
Item Details: Anhui White Goose Egg, Fertilized. 100% hatch rate. A must-have cute pet for tough guys. Its snow-white feathers can heal your barren soul. [Hatchable. Group breeding recommended.]
System: Pfffahahahahaha, what the hell kind of tough guy is that?
The normally introverted system was suddenly seized by convulsive laughter at this description.
Rong Ziyin examined the egg closely, finding it seemed different from the Wanshi White Geese he remembered.
So this meant he was supposed to hatch the goose?
Rong Ziyin carefully recalled the characteristics of Wanshi White Geese.
Wanxi white geese were large geese bred for down feathers, commonly raised more in southern regions. So was the Heavenly Way implying that since his salted duck egg business was progressing too slowly, it was hinting he could start venturing into breeding?
The cautionary notes for raising geese swirled around in Rong Ziyin’s mind twice, and he couldn’t help but grow curious.
He was eager to know how these goslings would differ from ordinary West Anhui White Geese after hatching.
Just then, a phone call interrupted his train of thought. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was his senior from a previous research project.
“What’s up?” Rong Ziyin asked.
“Don’t even get me started. You need to be careful lately!” His senior’s tone was irritated. “That spoiled brat in your dorm seems to be looking for trouble with you.”
The senior grew visibly angry at the mention. Coincidentally, the rich kid had secured a powerful advisor—Rong Ziyin’s own doctoral supervisor.
Hearing of his arrival, the senior had kept a close watch on Rong Ziyin. Sure enough, he’d uncovered the rich kid’s scheme and rushed over to warn him.
Rong Ziyin understood his warning, but didn’t believe the rich kid stood a chance against him.
Publishing in a core journal isn’t like copying homework assignments—it requires rigorous research and validation.
What’s real can’t be fake, and what’s fake can’t be real.
Besides, resorting to academic fraud at such a young age would only ruin the rich kid’s future.
“Are you sure?” The senior was startled.
“Absolutely.” Rong Ziyin nodded. “He doesn’t even know his paper isn’t in the same research field as mine. How could he have written it himself?”
The senior, who had been worried about Rong Ziyin, relaxed completely upon hearing this. He thought the rich kid was truly a fool. With top-tier resources at home, if he’d put in any effort, he could have achieved something by now.
But this empty-headed fool wanted to infiltrate the research community? He clearly hadn’t been beaten down by real-world hardships.
“Still, you should be extra careful,” the senior advised once more before hanging up.
After ending the call, Rong Ziyin pondered for a moment. He then transferred another dime to the loan shark’s Alipay account. This time, however, he added a note.
Note: Did you know? On August 10, 2018, the Ministry of Human Resources and Social Security published the “Regulations on Professional Title Evaluation” for public comment on the China Government Legal Information Network. The regulations stipulate that professional title evaluations must prioritize moral integrity, impose a “one-strike-out” policy for academic fraud, and include offenders in a credit “blacklist.”
The rich kid’s Alipay was still open on his phone, so he got the notification instantly. Seeing the note instantly made him furious.
But Rong Ziyin’s move actually gave him an idea—he finally had a chance to curse Rong Ziyin.
So he deliberately transferred 999 yuan to mock Rong Ziyin, taking his sweet time typing the note filled with profanity-laced insults directed at Rong Ziyin.
The rich kid figured that after getting cursed at, Rong Ziyin’s temperament meant he’d at least try to earn the money back, even if he didn’t want to deal with him. That way, he could recycle the money, keep cursing Rong Ziyin, and ensure a back-and-forth exchange. He’d get to vent his anger thoroughly.
But he was clearly overthinking it.
This time, a full half hour passed before Rong Ziyin replied with just four words in the payment receipt:
“Too many words, can’t be bothered to read. But thanks, boss.”
So Rong Ziyin had just pocketed the money?
The rich kid was so furious he wanted to message Rong Ziyin, only to realize they weren’t Alipay friends. Meaning if he wanted to curse him out again, he’d have to spend money first.
But even a dime was his damn money. Spending it to curse Rong Ziyin would be like throwing money down the drain. And judging by Rong Ziyin’s reaction, he might just think the rich kid was a cash-spending machine.
Damn it! I got played by Rong Ziyin again. The rich kid’s heart pounded furiously with rage as he collapsed onto the couch, utterly exhausted, unable to move a single finger.
[Rage Level: 4000]
After delivering this massive surge of anger all at once, the rich kid didn’t follow up with incremental doses like before. He was either knocked out cold by rage or had been driven completely mad.
Rong Ziyin sighed inwardly: Getting this angry will kill him young, no need for any absurd skills to intervene.
The system was utterly speechless: “Rong, I beg you—act like a human! You might just be the first debtor in all of China to drive their creditor to their grave.”
Thus, the lottery yielded new items while simultaneously fleecing the rich kid again. Rong Ziyin felt wonderfully satisfied. He promptly donated the 999 RMB he’d swindled from the heir to a charity account for impoverished mountainous regions, noting in the remarks: “Learn from Comrade Lei Feng.”
The rich kid had too much money, so Rong Ziyin helped him do a good deed. While it couldn’t erase his past misdeeds, at least it gave him something to look forward to. When he’s crying behind bars someday, maybe it’ll help him reform his despicable character sooner.
With about two hours left before reaching the village, Rong Ziyin felt a bit tired after all the commotion. He leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and dozed off for a moment. The system also fell silent, allowing Rong Ziyin to rest properly.
In the class group chat, with both Rong Ziyin and the rich kid—the two main topics of discussion—quiet, the conversation gradually shifted to other matters before eventually fading into silence.
The rest of the journey passed without words. When Rong Ziyin opened his eyes, the bus had already pulled into town.
Rong Ziyin got off, glanced at the time, and figured it was about dinner hour back home.
Coincidentally, an auntie with a vegetable cart stood by the station platform. Spotting passengers disembarking, she greeted them warmly.
“Fresh vegetables! Home-grown, pesticide-free, picked this very noon. Take a look, come see!”
Rong Ziyin walked over to take a look. The vibrant green leaves looked incredibly fresh and appetizing.
After a moment’s thought, he bought a bunch of chives, planning to make chive-and-egg stir-fry for dinner.
Tractors heading to the village were available in town. Rong Ziyin’s timing was perfect—one was just returning. The tractor driver smiled upon seeing him.
“Doctor Rong’s back?”
“Back.” Rong Ziyin nodded, then boarded the tractor with his vegetables, heading toward the village.
The tractor stopped at the village entrance. After disembarking, Rong Ziyin didn’t go straight home. Instead, he headed toward the animal husbandry station first, intending to see if there was any work there. He also wanted to use the hatchery incubator at the station to incubate the fresh goose eggs he’d collected that day.
With his mind made up, Rong Ziyin headed toward the animal husbandry station.
As evening fell, Rong Ziyin walked back along the path, enjoying the sight of the vibrant crops on both sides.
Just then, a large goose suddenly burst out from the direction of the field ridge. Viewed against the sunlight, the goose’s beak, the corners of its eyes, and the tips of its wings all carried a hint of grayish-blue. The unique sheen of bird feathers unexpectedly added a touch of splendor. From any angle, it was a remarkably beautiful and handsome goose.
Rong Ziyin paused to observe the goose, finding it quite novel. Most villagers raised chickens and ducks; geese were a rare sight, especially this particular breed.
Rong Ziyin instantly recognized the breed of this goose charging toward him. Yangjiang geese—a classic meat breed renowned for their tender flesh and delicious flavor.
This goose wasn’t shy at all. Spotting Rong Ziyin watching it, it immediately waddled over on its two legs and stopped right in front of him.
Geese can be aggressive, so Rong Ziyin braced for a sudden peck and started to step back. But then he saw a heart symbol slowly appear in the text overlay above the goose’s head, pulsing with a thump-thump rhythm.
Big Goose: Daddy~ I’m giving you my little heart~
System: Holy crap! When did you have a little one behind my back, Rong Ziyin?!
Rong Ziyin was utterly baffled, but the goose had clearly taken a liking to him. It tugged at his pant leg and rubbed its head against him repeatedly.
[Goose Affection +1000]
[Goose Affection +1000]
As for the bullet comments above the goose’s head, little hearts were popping up everywhere. Instantly, they enveloped Rong Ziyin from head to toe.
Rong Ziyin: Who are you calling Daddy?
Goose: Hehehe.
Its black bean eyes brimmed with adoration. Though clearly an adult goose, its cuddling skills were IMAX-level, unexpectedly charming.
Rong Ziyin couldn’t resist pinching the tuft of fluffy hair perched atop the big goose’s head. The goose’s eyes lit up, instantly showering Rong Ziyin with even more little hearts.
In just a moment, this big goose had provided Rong Ziyin with nearly five thousand gold coins.
The System finally blurted out its accusation: Look at him! You still deny it? This is definitely the bastard son you’ve been raising behind my back!
Rong Ziyin, you big pig’s hoof!
The System wailed, “I won’t listen! I won’t listen! I won’t listen!” puffing itself up like a pufferfish in sheer frustration.
Rong Ziyin sighed helplessly, his gentle nature urging him to explain.
But just as he began, a whistle sounded nearby.
The large goose, which had been clinging to Rong Ziyin, instantly froze, tilting its head to listen.
Then, reluctantly rubbing against Rong Ziyin one last time, it turned its body and waddled off toward the sound, its two webbed feet paddling the air.
Rong Ziyin addressed the system, “See? I was right! That’s someone else’s goose.”
While trying to persuade the system, Rong Ziyin looked up toward the whistle’s origin, hoping to see who owned this goose that had so casually chosen a new master. Instead, he saw a remarkably handsome young man.
Standing on the very ridge where the goose had first appeared, the youth possessed long legs, a narrow waist, and an air of effortless charm. His beautiful almond-shaped eyes naturally held a hint of laughter.
Noticing Rong Ziyin watching him, the youth playfully winked at him, the corners of his lips curving into a captivating smile. He perfectly embodied the contemporary girls’ definition of a devilishly handsome devil.
Yet Ro
ng Ziyin clearly heard the system prompt: [Desire Value from Ji Shu: 9999]
A line of text also floated above the youth’s head: [Looking at your face makes me want to…]
Everyone who Deceived me Now begging me to be a Human Chapter 21
Your Looks Make Me Want to...
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