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Villain: My Wish, The Enemy Gets Doubled (Complete Translation)

Funniest novel I have ever read, give it a try. ... Lin Beifan traversed a world made up of countless urban web novels and became a minor antagonist. He gained access to a wishing system, allowing him to make one wish every day. Utilizing the system's abilities, along with his own clever tactics, he managed to outwit and defeat all the protagonists, throwing the storylines into chaos. As a result, the cosmic order sought to reset the narrative and cursed Lin Beifan: any wish he made would be granted in double measure to his enemies! Lin Beifan chuckled, "Is that all?" "I wish to maintain my body temperature at 36.8 degrees Celsius!" The first protagonist's brain overheated to 73.6 degrees and perished. "I wish to get a full 12 hours of sleep every day!" The second protagonist fell into a vegetative state and perished. "I wish to be smothered to death by a woman weighing 120 pounds!" The third protagonist was flattened by a woman weighing 240 pounds and perished. And so, the narrative was thrown into chaos once again! ... 1Chap/day on Webnovel 2Chap/day on Patreon Patreon: patreon.com/ScumbagGuy ... Full Disclaimer: I am only translating this novel The author is: 清蒸

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Chapter 6: Elder Brother, You've Been Betrayed and You're Even Counting Money for the Traitor!

Who's Responsible?

This question hits a sore spot for the protagonist, Xiao Chen.

He had thought that, after being reborn, he would reverse his tragic fate by leveraging the advantage of foresight.

However, he was met with a cruel twist of irony. Before even making his first move in this new life, his grand ambitions and bright future were flattened—literally—by a woman weighing over 500 pounds.

'So, who can tell me why this happened?'

Of course, the heavyset woman didn't mean any harm.

As a broad-minded protagonist, Xiao Chen wasn't the type to blame innocent bystanders for his plight.

So, he directed all the blame toward one person…

"Lin Beifan! It's all because of him!" Xiao Chen said through gritted teeth.

Zhao Siming looked puzzled. "Lin Beifan? The one who called me? What does he have to do with this? The doctors told me he's the one who brought you to the hospital and even paid for your medical expenses in advance! People as generous as him are rare in today's society."

Xiao Chen glared at Zhao Siming, clearly irritated.

'Elder brother, you've been sold out, yet you're still singing the praises of the one who betrayed you!'

'In your past life, you were manipulated into losing your job and were eventually forced to leave Song's Hospital, leading a life of ups and downs.

However, elder brother, I don't blame you!'

'Because while I've been reborn, you have not; you don't know how cunning and treacherous Lin Beifan is.'

'The man's scheming knows no bounds!'

'Despite possessing immense talent and significant influence, he chooses to masquerade as an incompetent wastrel. Once people let their guard down around him, he moves swiftly and decisively to crush them.'

'Even more terrifying is the sophistication of his tactics.'

'He doesn't resort to conspiracies; he opts for open machinations!'

'He always takes the moral high ground when dealing with you, leaving you with no room to maneuver.'

'Back then, it wasn't just me—several others who were like brothers to me were also completely ruined by him!'

'Not just our careers, mind you!'

'Even our romantic relationships were sabotaged, and our partners left us for him!'

'Reflecting on the past now still brings a pang of agony to my heart.'

"Elder brother, don't be fooled by his appearance! Do some digging and you'll find out he's the heir to the Lin family—a good-for-nothing, hedonistic second-generation rich kid! How could such a person be good?"

Zhao Siming seemed skeptical. "Is that really the case?"

"Of course it's true! Why would I, your junior brother, lie to you? That man is rotten to the core—rotten enough to ooze pus!" Xiao Chen said bitterly. "But talking about it now is premature. You'll understand in due time. Just believe me; I would never deceive you."

Zhao Siming nodded.

"Let's set aside those unpleasant matters for now. Elder brother, the reason I called you here is twofold: first to reconnect, and secondly, to ask for your help in healing the injuries on my body."

Xiao Chen forced a bitter smile. "As you can see, I've broken three ribs. Normally, I'd need at least two months to recover. I can't afford to wait that long! I'm hoping you can use the Guigu Divine Needles on me to speed up my recovery."

"Haha! Junior brother, you've come to the right person! With my help, I guarantee you'll be back on your feet within a week," Zhao Siming laughed heartily.

Xiao Chen was elated. "Elder brother, could it be that you've mastered the seventh needle in the Guigu Divine Needles?"

Zhao Siming smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with excitement. "Our Guigu Divine Needles have nine levels! The first eases pain, the second dispels cold, the third reduces fever, the fourth stops bleeding, the fifth regenerates flesh, the sixth soothes internal organs, the seventh fuses bones, the eighth restores life, and the ninth seizes souls!"

"While my natural talent may not be as great as yours, my constant practice has yielded significant progress. I recently mastered the seventh needle for fusing bones. While it's said that tendon injuries take 100 days to heal, under my silver needles, you'll recover within a week!"

Xiao Chen was ecstatic. "Haha! Elder brother, you're truly amazing! Please help me right away!"

Inwardly, he thought: 'Lin Beifan, you just wait!'

'Once I recover, I'll settle scores with you!'

"Junior brother, hold on a moment; I'll begin treating you now."

Saying this, Zhao Siming took a set of silver needles from the backpack he carried.

After heating them over a flame, he warned, "Junior brother, this might hurt a bit, so brace yourself."

Xiao Chen nodded, his eyes filled with resolve. "Go ahead, elder brother. I endured last night's pain; this minor discomfort is nothing in comparison."

"Alright, get ready, here it comes."

With that, Zhao Siming picked up the sterilized silver needles and inserted them into Xiao Chen's chest.

But after two attempts, Zhao Siming was unable to insert the needle.

"Junior brother, could it be that you've cultivated inner strength?"

Xiao Chen shook his head. "I wish. If I had cultivated inner strength, I wouldn't be in this predicament. I don't know what's wrong; my skin has become unusually tough. Elder brother, you'll have to put more force into it!"

"Alright!"

Zhao Siming pushed with more force.

The skin remained unbroken, but the silver needle bent.

"No worries, I'll just switch to another needle."

He tried again with increased force.

Still, the skin didn't break, and the needle bent once more.

"I'll try a thicker one!"

And so it went, needle after needle.

Every silver needle got ruined, yet not a single one could pierce the skin.

"Hey! I refuse to believe this is happening!"

In frustration, Zhao Siming grabbed the last silver needle, crouched on the bed, and exerted all his strength in one final attempt. His foot slipped, and he tumbled down, the needle nowhere to be found.

Concerned, Xiao Chen asked, "Elder brother, are you alright?"

Zhao Siming turned pale. "It went in!"

"But... why don't I feel anything?"

"It went into me, into my flesh... Ah, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Xiao Chen was left speechless. "..."