Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

95: Chapter 95 Double PaybackHe casually picked up another orange from the fruit basket on the nightstand, peeled it slowly, broke off a segment, and tossed it into his mouth.

The next second, his entire face wrinkled up. He quickly spat the orange into the nearby trash can and gasped repeatedly, ”Holy crap! Why is it so sour?! Was this orange soaked in vinegar?”

”See! I told you! Zhou Feng, you brat, you definitely did it on purpose!” Fatso said, as if he had found ironclad evidence. He immediately pointed at Zhou Feng, who had been quiet the whole time, and accused him, ”Specifically picking these tooth-aching sour oranges to buy—are you intentionally getting back at me for making you drink yesterday?”

Zhou Feng spread his hands with an innocent look. ”The fruit shop owner said this batch of oranges was sweet... How was I supposed to know they were this sour?”

”Alright, it’s a blessing that no one was seriously hurt. We’ll talk more once we find that Shen He and figure out his background.” Su Bai stood up and patted Fatso’s shoulder, effectively settling the matter for now. He put the tooth-aching sour orange back into the basket and didn’t stay any longer, turning to leave the hospital.

Returning to the hotel suite, he pushed open the door to find total silence inside.

The early morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the partially drawn curtains, casting several bright pillars of light onto the carpet.

The room was empty; Mu Xue was already gone.

Su Bai’s gaze swept across the living room. On the dining table, the breakfast he had ordered before leaving had been partially eaten.

She hadn’t eaten much, but at least she didn’t go on a hunger strike out of spite.

His attention was then drawn to a corner of the dining table—a bank card was lying there quietly.

He walked over and picked up the card.

The cold plastic touch was familiar. This was the card he had his assistant give to Mu Xue on the eve of his departure abroad two and a half years ago.

Inside was a sum of money that he considered a clean and tidy compensation—two hundred thousand.

At the time, he felt this was best for both of them.

What did it mean for her to leave this card behind?

Su Bai frowned slightly, walked to the desk in the suite, opened his laptop, and inserted the card to check the balance.

The numbers popped up on the screen: 400,000.00.

Four hundred thousand? Exactly double.

Su Bai stared at the screen, his fingers unconsciously tapping twice on the tabletop.

What he gave back then was clearly two hundred thousand. This extra two hundred thousand... where did it come from?

Did she save it herself? Or was it... something else?

[System Administration Bureau]

Xiao You curled up in an ergonomic observation chair. The huge curved screen in front of her was divided into several frames, with the main perspective following Su Bai.

She held a cup of hot cocoa that had long since gone cold, her eyes unblinking.

As Su Bai’s ”Companion System”—which was forcibly shielded, making him unable to perceive or call upon it—Xiao You’s existence was quite awkward.

She couldn’t provide any help and could only act like a voyeur with supreme clearance, silently observing every move of the host.

But this time, besides her usual helplessness, there was something else in her heart—a curiosity akin to watching a good show.

”I really want to see how this guy, who slacks off all day and is afraid of trouble to the extreme, is going to handle the Protagonist this time...”

She muttered softly, her straw unconsciously stirring the solidified cream at the bottom of the cup.

”Xiao You, how is the worldline disturbance situation?” An authoritative voice sounded from behind her to the side.

Xiao You immediately straightened her back and turned her head.

”Report, Team Leader!” Xiao You quickly switched to work report mode, her voice clear. ”According to the Worldline Correction Algorithm, since the original Protagonist was confirmed dead two years ago, the World Compensation Mechanism has been activated. A new Protagonist identity is coalescing and forming, and is expected to officially intervene in the current main storyline soon. As a key Villain node, Su Bai’s behavior is effectively driving the plot, and there is currently no risk of deviation.”

This was one of the underlying rules for every world observed by the Administration Bureau—the Protagonist is not fixed.

If a designated Protagonist falls prematurely due to various reasons—usually accidents or successful intervention by the Villain—the world itself, like a living organism with self-repair capabilities, will attempt to re-select and crown a new Protagonist from currently active important characters or potential chosen ones, subsequently deriving a new destiny script and conflict framework.

The System Administration Bureau calls this phenomenon the ”World Compensation Mechanism.”

”Hmm, well handled.” The Team Leader nodded, a look of approval appearing on his face. ”Your performance during the internship has been excellent, and the approval for your permanent position has come through. Continue to maintain observation and ensure the stability of the Luck extraction process. Special attention is needed during the worldline transition period.”

”Yes! Thank you, Team Leader! I will keep working hard!” Xiao You’s eyes lit up. She tried to suppress the joy in her heart and responded earnestly.

The Team Leader gave a few more instructions on things to watch out for, then turned and left to inspect other observation windows.

Xiao You breathed a sigh of relief and refocused her gaze on Su Bai’s screen, resting her chin on her hand, though her eyes were a bit vacant.

To be honest, even though she had become a permanent employee, she still knew very little about the ultimate goal of this vast and mysterious System Administration Bureau.

She only knew that the core of the Bureau’s operation seemed to be collecting or extracting Luck from various novel worlds.

To this end, they did not hesitate to expend massive amounts of energy to scout suitable transmigrators and throw them into these worlds to play key roles, using various methods to intercept and weaken the opportunities and power of destiny that originally belonged to the Protagonist.

In her department, there were thousands of worldline reports every day showing that the Protagonist had died.

Luck, to the Administration Bureau, seemed to be some extremely important, even indispensable resource.

The ”World Compensation Mechanism” was not infinite either.

When a world’s Luck is continuously extracted and reaches a certain critical point, that world will no longer be able to give birth to a new Protagonist with sufficient destiny.

At that time, what would that world become?

Xiao You didn’t know.

This was far beyond the clearance and cognitive range of a minor observer like her, who had just received her official commission.

However, these grand and heavy questions were not something she needed to consider at the moment.

She shook her head, tossing the stray thoughts aside, and looked back at the screen.

Su Bai was holding that bank card, his brow slightly furrowed, seemingly lost in a brief moment of thought.

Xiao You took a sip of the cold cocoa, feeling the sweet liquid with a hint of bitterness slide down her throat.

After watching for so long, Xiao You had managed to figure out the intricate and subtle relationships between Su Bai and those key figures.

It could be summarized in one sentence: this host seemed to rely on a core mentality of slacking off and being afraid of trouble, doing things haphazardly, and yet, by some strange stroke of luck, he actually managed to make the original Protagonist disappear.

This way of operating was completely different from what was written in those brick-thick textbooks like the ”Classic Villain Behavior Guide” and ”One Hundred and Eight Methods of Luck Interception” that she had devoured during her induction training.

The textbooks emphasized taking the initiative, precise calculation, and ruthlessness, but what about Su Bai?

He was more like a stone thrown into the vortex of the plot, drifting with the current by his own weight, and yet he somehow managed to sink the Protagonist’s ship at the center of the vortex.