Yandere Encounter
Jiang frowned.
The restrictions tied to his Villain title were far more concerning than his upcoming "rivalry" with Chen Feng. Even back in his gaming days, he had tried countless tricks to bypass system constraints—only to have new ones pop up in their place. If this worked anything like God's Game, then– I'm screwed.
And those daily villain quests…
He cringed just thinking about them.
Why did villain quests always have to be so ridiculous? Was it too much to ask for something reasonable, like "Gather intelligence on righteous sects" or "Strengthen your evil faction"? No, of course not. Instead, it was always "Strut around like a total idiot," "Insult your elders that care about you," "Harass the protagonist's love interest" and so on… like some third-rate villain straight out of a third-rate webnovel.
This is why no one took villain-type characters seriously in God's Game. The system turned them into brainless antagonists spouting generic young master dialogue.
At least the game didn't force me to wear some kind of obnoxious golden robes.
Then, a thought struck him.
F-ck! Now I'm questioning myself while answering at the same time.
Jiang sighed.
I really need to start talking to myself less.
Still, none of this mattered.
The competition? His upcoming fight with Chen Feng?
Jiang smirked, clasping his hands behind his back in a practiced motion—a stance exuding the aura of a wise elder, or at least like a high-ranking member of society.
I already have a plan to erase this damn quest from its existence.
But before he could execute it, a far more pressing issue arose.
Where the hell am I?
Jiang's brows knitted together.
In the game's timeline, the world had already gone to hell—the apocalypse had left sects in ruins, lands torn asunder, and countless NPCs either dead or unrecognizable. But now? Everything was still intact. This version of the Divine Dragon Sect was something completely unfamiliar to him.
Did I take a wrong turn somewhere?
Jiang tried retracing his steps. He walked straight, turned left— wait, no, I had already passed this hallway before.
He turned again. Stopped. Looked around.
Nah! This is the same damn place.
He turned once more. Kept going…
After an hour.
Nope. I'm definitely lost.
He gave up.
Then, somewhere in the distance, he heard it.
"Senior Brother… Senior Brother… Senior Brother…"
The voice was soft at first, then gradually grew louder.
Jiang's brow twitched. His eyes darted around, scanning his surroundings, but there was no one in sight.
The voice escalated, calling him again and again—each repetition laced with an unsettling intensity.
His instincts flared.
Jiang slowly turned his head, scanning the area behind him.
A figure stood there.
And the moment he saw who it was—
F–king Yandere.
Jiang's breath hitched. His body tensed, every survival instinct screaming at him to flee.
I am not dealing with this shit.
He turned and started walking in the opposite direction, hoping that if he ignored her presence hard enough, she might just disappear.
But then—
A thought struck him.
Wait… is she? No, that can't be… but this definitely feels like a God's Game cliche.
Jiang exhaled sharply, calling Status Window in his mind.
The world froze. Colors drained into grayscale.
A translucent white screen flickered into existence, floating before him.
[--STATUS WINDOW--]
(TIMER: 00:60s)
[ QUESTS ]
[ CHARACTERS ]
...
Jiang's eyes widened.
No fking way…
A slow smirk crept onto his lips.
This was an Event Timer—a mechanic in God's Game where the system paused time whenever an important event was about to trigger.
And sixty seconds?
That was the longest duration available.
Meaning…
Meeting her would definitely trigger some kind of event. And since it was the longest possible timer, that meant it wasn't too dangerous—shorter timers usually signaled riskier quests.
Jiang's smirk widened. He had experienced this before. If I steer this yandere-ship right, I might be cruising through calm waters in no time.
Characters.
The main screen blurred, overlapping with a new one.
[ CHARACTERS ]
• Qian Yue
• Jiang Bai
• Jiang Rumei
• Chen Feng
Jiang's grin widened.
"Hell yeah!"
He threw his fist into the air in celebration.
This was the same interface he used to track important NPCs while gaming. It was also why players on his stream had jokingly branded him a "cheater"—his ability to predict almost every scenario before it even happened made people think he had insider knowledge.
He composed himself, pushing aside his amusement—there was no time to waste as the timer ticked down.
(TIMER: 00:40s)
Jiang knew he needed more details before engaging with Yandere #01.
Character Profile, Qian Yue.
A new window materialized, overlapping the previous screen.
[CHARACTER PROFILE]
Name: Qian Yue
Rank: Second-Rate Martial Artist (Peak)
Skills: Qian Family Secret Arts
Affiliation: Second Daughter of Qian Main Family, Junior Disciple of Divine Dragon Sect, (more entries hidden…)
Relationships: Jiang Shen (Madly in Love with), Qian Rui (Elder Sister), Qian Wei (Uncle), Chen Feng (Childhood Friend), (more entries hidden…)
Jiang's breath caught.
Holy God of God's Game.
He had assumed she was just another weird NPC, but this…
Her stats weren't just good—they were protagonist-tier.
No wonder Chen Feng was interested in her.
His gaze dropped further down the screen.
Notable Feats:
• Fourth Place in Divine Dragon Sect's Four Trials & Three Questions
• Second Place in Junior Disciple's Martial Rankings
• First Place in Junior Disciple's Martial Knowledge Rankings
• Youngest Martial Artist to Master Qian Family Sword Arts to Near Perfection
So she's not just talented in martial arts—she's got brains too. That's unexpected.
But at the very bottom of the screen, something strange appeared.
[Background: ## unreadable ##]
Jiang's smirk vanished.
His fingers twitched as he stared at the restricted information.
In all his years of playing God's Game, he had never once encountered a character with an unreadable background.
Something was definitely off.
Jiang inhaled deeply, forcing himself to focus. He could figure this mystery out later. Right now, he had an event to deal with.
A fun idea formed in his mind.
Instead of treating her as a threat… I'll make her my shield.
A slow grin stretched across Jiang's lips.
With that, he closed the system window and turned around—this time, facing Qian Yue head-on.
Time to see just how useful you can be, my little yandere.