The Aristocratic Academy’s Wicked Cannon Fodder Faked His Death

Cen Wan transmigrated into a vicious cannon-fodder character in a reverse-harem Mary Sue novel set at an aristocratic academy, only to face execution three minutes after arrival. The system promised: Complete the plotline, log off, and restart a new life. Thus, Cen Wan, who had died of overwork in his previous life, diligently carried out his tasks despite being sickly: Being petty and jealous, he wanted to humiliate the protagonist shou, who had caught the eye of the F1 group. He forced the high-and-mighty protagonist shou to wash his feet. However, Cen Wan, who suffered from skin hunger, was overwhelmed by the stimulation. Blushing and teary-eyed, he cursed the protagonist shou as a cheap dog from the slums. The protagonist shou kept a cold face and a gloomy look, yet his hands grew increasingly forceful, sliding all the way up to Cen Wan,s plump, fleshy inner thighs, claiming that the cheap dog was just here to help his master massage and relax. On the welcome night, he spiked the drink of the stern and rigid F3. Yet, the one dragged into the dim bathroom with a hand clamped over his mouth turned out to be Cen Wan himself. In the mirror,s reflection, a tall man tightly gripped those slender, snow-white wrists, while the owner of those hands whimpered through his tears. The two of them went to the hospital together the next day, topping the forum,s hot threads. Trying to push the protagonist shou into the water, Cen Wan was pulled and embraced right down into the pool with him. Soaking wet in front of everyone, he still had to use the most cowardly tone to say the most brazen words, breaking away from the protagonist shou,s embrace to put on a pitiful act and beg F1 to carry him out. The blond man, rumored to be the most gentle and considerate of women, lowered his face for the first time. Squatting by the edge of the pool, he pinched Cen Wan,s cheeks with a mocking tone, sneering that Cen Wan shouldn’t expect everyone to be bewitched by his face, stating that he detested fickle, shameless people like Cen Wan the most. Yet the onlookers were secretly shocked, whispering that they had never seen F1 lose his composure like this for anyone. During the equestrian class, he shamelessly invited F2 to ride with him. Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, F2, possessing phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, and a beauty rivaling women, hooked the corner of his lips with an inscrutable expression. He swung his leg across to mount Cen Wan,s horse, looking down from above to ask why Cen Wan wasn’t getting on yet. Cen Wan cowered in F2,s arms with zero backbone, blushing as he endured the pleasure brought by the tight friction of their bodies against each other,s backs. F2,s riding skills were atrocious, and the violent bouncing and jarring chafed Cen Wan,s inner thighs until they were bruised and purple. Feeling guilty with an unreadable expression against the backlight, F2 apologized and offered to help apply medicine to the sensitive areas. On a stormy day when school was suspended, the system issued a task telling him to find a way to trick F4 into going to the equipment room. According to the original plot, the original host accidentally learned that F4 suffered from claustrophobia and wanted to use the opportunity to break through his defenses, but instead inadvertently caused the feelings between the protagonist shou and F4 to heat up rapidly. The next day, when the rain stopped, the tears in Cen Wan,s eyes within the equipment room finally stopped as well. By the time Cen Wan swore to hate F4 for the rest of his life, the forum was buzzing with discussions about why that normally unsmiling, ascetic, and aloof man was in such high spirits today, looking thoroughly satisfied and well-fed. A video of the St. Rode Academy,s anniversary celebration leaked online and went viral. Everyone was asking for the name of that stunning, breathtakingly gorgeous youth on stage. Even the entertainment industry,s most prestigious star-making agency, whose threshold was rumored to be higher than the heavens, proactively extended an olive branch, eagerly awaiting a reply. However, the frantically circulating video vanished overnight, and when the company was forced into silence by high-pressure forces, people finally realized: Countless vicious hounds were already prowling hungrily around the treasure. Some people climbed onto St. Rode,s school forum and opened the ultra-hot, highly upvoted posts, only to find: Every single thread was related to that person. After running into too many hitches and making a mess of the tasks, Cen Wan still hadn’t seen any signs of logging off. A crybaby and a coward, Cen Wan tearfully asked the system if he had messed up the mission. The newly appointed and inexperienced system felt a pang of guilt while putting up a brave front: Little matter, little matter. Our vicious cannon fodder has a lot of freedom. Anyway, this body of yours is going to kick the bucket in two months anyway, and we’ll arrange a brand-new life for you then. Just eat, drink, and do whatever you want for these two months with peace of mind, oh! Hearing this, Cen Wan finally set his mind at ease, even taking the opportunity to secretly say goodbye to everyone and urging them to live well. Seeing Cen Wan,s health deteriorate day by day with no diagnosable cause, the protagonist gong and shou characters were driven nearly insane. Seeing that Cen Wan was still casually talking to them in the tone of someone issuing final instructions, each of them wore paranoid, gloomy expressions. With frantic eyes, they threatened Cen Wan that he couldn’t escape, and that even if he became a ghost, they would dig him out by turning the earth upside down. Yet, Cen Wan really died. He died at the hands of the old factions attempting to split the Federation. Everyone was driven to grief and despair, their hearts breaking with agony. In Star Calendar Year 252, on the day of the National Day celebration in the third year since the establishment of the empire, the capital was empty of people as cannons roared. It was also the fifth year after Cen Wan’s death, and the first day he woke up on a remote border planet. Thinking of how he had played a final, useful role right before logging off to save F4,s life, Cen Wan felt there was no one smarter than him. That way, even if he ran into old acquaintances one day, they surely wouldn’t have the heart to blame him for his past evil deeds, nor would they likely believe in something as unscientific as resurrection. Besides, the interstellar space was so vast, so what were the odds they would actually cross paths again? After peacefully enjoying himself for two days, Cen Wan was dragged into the royal palace. The charge was that the Queen had abandoned his post for a full five years, and the punishment was life imprisonment. Before he could even process the news that F4 had become the King and he was now the Queen, he turned around and saw the dusty figures rushing over: The Minister of Finance, F1; The Prime Minister of the Cabinet, F2; The Empire,s Marshal, F3; The Chief Researcher and Protagonist Shou. 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