After Unbinding the Simp System, I'm Targeted by the Villain - Chapter 43
This answer was far beyond the doctors’ expectations.
The moment the needle pierced toward the gland, the string in Duan Huaijin’s mind, stretched to its limit, snapped with a sharp crack.
The pain was like a jagged steel needle ruthlessly impaling his nerves. Even though Duan Huaijin had mentally prepared himself, cold sweat instantly drenched his back. His fists clenched with immense force, veins bulged on the side of his neck, and his frantic pheromones swept through the entire room like a tsunami.
The intern doctor glanced at Duan Huaijin’s bloodshot eyes and gave a gentle reminder: “If you really can’t stand it, remember to tell us in time. Or, crying out might make you feel better.”
As the long needle sank into his nape, there was an initial chill, but it quickly turned scalding, accompanied by an unbearable pain that felt as if his neck were being split open. However, Duan Huaijin didn’t make a sound; only his breath trembled uncontrollably.
Pheromone extraction should not be done too quickly, which made the entire process even more agonizing. The chief physician carefully pulled the syringe. Seeing Duan Huaijin’s deathly pale face and the cold sweat covering his forehead, even he couldn’t help but feel internally shocked.
Previously, every Alpha who came here for extraction left wailing for their parents. Even A-ranks would cry out in pain because they couldn’t endure the sensation of having their head put through a meat grinder. Duan Huaijin was the first one to be this stoic—especially while in his rut.
After an unknown amount of time, when the pain reached a level of numbness, the world began to spin before Duan Huaijin’s eyes. He felt a bout of dizziness, and in a daze, he heard a voice in his heart asking why.
Initially, he only wanted to use Yu Chucheng’s convenience to gain his sympathy and, in passing, drive a wedge between Zhang Hanzhou and Lin Mei. Although he had achieved preliminary success, it was only the beginning. Yu Chucheng was someone with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, easily trusting others—like a sheet of white paper untainted by ink. One could wrap him around their finger with just a bit of superficial effort.
He clearly didn’t need to go through such great trouble or suffer such immense pain. Why go to this extent? Duan Huaijin didn’t quite know why either. He just thought of doing it while waiting for the elevator and went through with it; in the end, he found there was no real reason.
The long extraction finally ended. The second his hands were released, Duan Huaijin pulled out a suppressant and pushed it all the way into his arm without mercy.
While sitting in the observation room waiting for the results, the phone in his pocket vibrated. It was the group of rich second-generation kids he had met at the Sunrise Summer Resort. they had started a group chat and were inviting Duan Huaijin to hang out tonight.
[If you don’t come, you’re not giving Face to Brother Fei @Duan Huaijin]
[Haha, exactly. Brother Fei is usually so busy he doesn’t easily invite people out. Today we’re lucky because of you!]
[And Brother Fei is treating tonight. He wants to introduce a few more friends to you. You’d be missing out big time if you don’t show up!]
The few of them sang in harmony in the chat with fiery enthusiasm. If Duan Huaijin didn’t go, he would seem ungrateful.
Duan Huaijin: [Okay.]
Two seconds after his message was sent, Xin Yihuan, who was also in the group, sent a private message.
Xin Yihuan: [Are you really going? Although I dislike you, I still have to warn you: that group isn’t worth getting close to. It’s obvious they don’t have good intentions.]
Duan Huaijin didn’t expect Xin Yihuan to say this to him. But he knew what that group was like better than Xin Yihuan did. In his past life, the dirt he held on them was innumerable; he had stripped the secrets of every wealthy family in Kyoto bare. He was just looking for a chance to see them. Since they were gathering tonight, he might as well go and gauge their attitudes.
Duan Huaijin: [It’s good to make more friends. Thanks for the warning.]
Xin Yihuan: [I suggest you think it through. Don’t come crying to me when you fall into a fire pit; I won’t save you.]
The extraction results came out. The concentration and purity were very high. The doctor pushed open the door and handed the pheromone extraction liquid to Duan Huaijin. After such a long time, only one small bottle had been produced. If he had used Yu Chucheng’s “clumsy” method of collecting with test strips, he probably would have only gotten two or three drops.
Duan Huaijin looked at it and tucked it into his pocket.
In the evening, at Kyoto’s famous “Linshui Tingfeng” Entertainment Club, a group of wealthy youths sat laughing and talking in a spacious private box. Magnificent chandeliers cast soft light onto the marble floors.
Zhuang Yunfei, sitting in the center of the sofa, was the organizer of tonight’s gathering and the one with the best family background among them.
“Brother Fei, didn’t you say you were introducing a new friend tonight? Why are these all old faces?”
“Yeah, Brother Fei, you aren’t playing us, are you? We might not be best friends with everyone here, but I’ve seen them all before.”
Zhuang Yunfei took a sip of wine from the hand of the beauty in his arms. Just then, Duan Huaijin pushed the door open. Zhuang Yunfei tilted his head and smiled. “What’s the rush? Isn’t he here?”
All eyes converged on Duan Huaijin. Someone couldn’t help but joke: “Yo, he’s actually a handsome guy.”
Zhuang Yunfei didn’t stand up, leaning back on the sofa and looking at Duan Huaijin lazily. “You’re late.”
Xin Yihuan, sitting at the edge of the sofa, silently glanced at his watch. There was still one minute left; technically on time, but not late.
Duan Huaijin’s tone was relaxed. “Then I’ll take a penalty drink.” He picked up a full glass of wine from the coffee table and drained it in one go.
“Hey, Brother Fei, your friend really knows the ropes! He’s a keeper!” Someone air-headed, thinking this was just a social call, immediately flattered him upon seeing Duan Huaijin’s high tolerance.
But his flattery was misplaced. Zhuang Yunfei gave the person a cold sideways glance and then snapped his fingers.
A dozen Omegas filed in, each meticulously made up, their skin glowing white, radiating thick scents of perfume. Zhuang Yunfei tilted his chin. “Pick whichever one you want.”
The group perked up instantly.
“Brother Fei is so generous today.”
“This one is pretty, I want this one.”
“I like tall ones, nobody steal her from me.”
In an instant, these low-tier Omegas seemed less like people and more like commodities, being critiqued and selected by these wealthy heirs. Xin Yihuan, whose family background wasn’t as strong as Zhuang Yunfei’s, simply picked one to save face. Only Duan Huaijin stood motionless.
“Seems our new friend has high standards. Not a single one from this batch caught your eye?” Zhuang Yunfei’s best friend knew exactly what was on Zhuang Yunfei’s mind without him saying a word, so he spoke up first.
Duan Huaijin had just finished his pheromone extraction that morning; his physical condition wasn’t great. Normally, he might have faked it like Xin Yihuan, but at this moment, he didn’t feel like being polite with these people.
“Sorry, I don’t like Omegas.”
The moment those words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise. In their worldview, no Alpha with normal physiological functions would reject an Omega—much less an Omega’s pheromones.
Zhuang Yunfei pushed the beauty beside him away and looked at Duan Huaijin with a thin smile. “Is it that you don’t like them, or you just don’t want to give me Face? When you were clinging to the Yu family’s leg, I didn’t see you saying you didn’t like Omegas.”