The System Teaches You How to Be Human

“I…”

Si Yisi deliberately displayed a look of terror and fear, as though battered by storms and rain.

No one paid attention to Lu Chaoxi’s piercing, miserable screams. Everyone knew it was entirely his own fault! Some even discreetly pretended to spit at him in disgust.

Lu Chaoxi, forcibly restrained and tied back to the defendant’s seat, continued to struggle relentlessly, trying to convince the crowd with his arguments.

“I didn’t plagiarize! This isn’t plagiarism—it all belongs to me!”

“Silence!” The judge, exasperated by Lu Chaoxi’s nonsensical behavior, slammed the gavel hard.

Watching Lu Chaoxi’s pitiful state of being scorned and ridiculed, Si Yisi felt nothing but pure satisfaction.

does Lu Chaoxi think he could make a comeback? Impossible! Si Yisi moved his fingers slightly and reclaimed the library that Lu Chaoxi had stolen from System 1314.

Once outside the courtroom, Lu Chaoxi would become a target of ridicule. Even rats would sneer and detour to avoid him! Once standing at such a high pinnacle, his fall from grace was bound to hurt all the more.

The trial verdict came swiftly, bringing joy and encouragement to all original creators.

Lu Chaoxi, the notorious plagiarist, had been caught!

The severity of his actions even surpassed the recent uproar over a certain fraudulent doctoral degree scandal. When Lu Chaoxi was carried out of court, someone secretly hung a red banner at the entrance…

It read, [Plagiarism is a Crime!]

Seeing this glaring red banner, Lu Chaoxi was so infuriated that he coughed up blood and passed out on the spot! His picture, with blood dripping from his mouth, was quickly uploaded online and turned into a sarcastic meme.

Lu Chaoxi had truly achieved his “ambition”. He became globally infamous! But this time, it wasn’t by riding on others’ works; instead, it was through his own disgraceful deeds that provoked public outrage.

What a delightful irony!

***

Because the infringement amount involved in Lu Chaoxi’s plagiarism case was enormous, his properties, luxury cars, and other assets were soon confiscated.

Gu Haoyue glanced at the hospital ward and made a phone call to Si Yisi. “Changkong, Lu Chaoxi’s behavior after waking up has been erratic and manic. I suspect he’s trying to feign madness to get away with this.”

“It’s fine, Sister,” Si Yisi replied. “Someone will take good care of Lu Chaoxi and help him with his ‘illness.'”

He glanced at System 1314, which was attached to the body of a cute puppy. The puppy’s body went limp as the system, repaired by Si Yisi, emerged from it.

System 1314 appeared as a soft-spoken girl. She nodded to Si Yisi, her smile overly confident and smug. “I’ll take good care of him.”

Once admitted to the psychiatric hospital, escape was out of the question!

Even Lu Chaoxi’s ex-girlfriend, whom he had deceived, was determined to contribute her part to his “treatment.”

Lu Chaoxi believed that pretending to be insane would shield him from the overwhelming ridicule. Yet, bound to his hospital bed with a straitjacket and injected with sedatives, he found it impossible to laugh.

His vision blurred abruptly, and the images before his eyes were replaced by countless videos of himself!

Countless videos; compilations of all of Lu Chaoxi’s most humiliating moments, played frame by frame, rolling endlessly before his eyes. Whether he opened or closed them, the videos continued flooding his mind relentlessly!

“Aaaaaah!”

What could torment someone like Lu Chaoxi the most?

Forcing him to repeatedly relive his most downtrodden, despised moments and confront his utter worthlessness!

“System 1314!” Lu Chaoxi shrieked, his voice breaking into incoherent howls.

He knew exactly who was behind his torment, but there was nothing he could do to destroy System 1314.

Each time he was sedated, the same humiliating videos played on repeat before his eyes. Within days, his mental state deteriorated further. Agitation and madness completely consumed his reasoning.

But he couldn’t control himself! He had no outlet for venting his frustration and instead became a tool for others to vent their anger.

Within just a few days, the women whom Lu Chaoxi had deceived came to find him one by one. They addressed each other as sisters, but their gazes toward Lu Chaoxi were filled with blatant fury and hatred, as though they were ready to tear him apart with their bare hands.

Cui Lingliang watched Lu Chaoxi with a smile. She had once been the woman who loved him the most, but now, her treatment of him was the harshest of all.

She tricked the other “sisters” into temporarily leaving the ward, then pulled a small folding knife out of her bag.

Cui Lingliang smiled as she slowly approached Lu Chaoxi, who was tightly restrained in his straitjacket. Her steps were deliberate and unhurried, yet the folding knife in her hand gradually unfolded, revealing its sharp blade.

“Chaoxi, do you remember what you said to me? That you would love only me forever.”

Her expression remained eerily calm, but Lu Chaoxi suddenly felt a chilling sensation below. The nightmare he thought he’d escaped had become a reality once more.

“Ahhhh—!”

Hearing Lu Chaoxi’s screams, the other women swarmed back into the ward.

“What are you doing?!” the campus belle harshly asked Cui Lingliang.

“I’m helping out—cutting the weeds at the root~,” Cui Lingliang replied cheerfully, folding the knife back slowly.

Lu Chaoxi let out one anguished scream after another, as blood began pooling beneath him in a large, winding stain.

The campus belle’s eyes darkened momentarily, but then she smiled. “You all know how to ensure we won’t be held accountable, right?”

With that, she took the folding knife from Cui Lingliang’s hand and stepped forward. “You didn’t cleanly root out the weeds, Lingliang. Let me teach you how to slaughter a pig efficiently!”

Lu Chaoxi had once arrogantly believed he could enjoy a vast harem of women, but now he was reaping what he had sown, forced to endure the wrath of the very women he had deceived!

After this terrifying group of women left, Lu Chaoxi lay limp on the bed, foam dribbling from his mouth, and his eyes rolled back.

He wasn’t dead. In fact, his wounds had been properly bandaged to prevent infection. But Lu Chaoxi wished for death; anything to escape lying paralyzed on the bed, unable even to flee.

And this was just the beginning!

***

The resourceful ex-girlfriends tracked Lu Chaoxi to his location, and soon, netizens, full of enthusiasm, exposed the address of the psychiatric hospital where he was confined.

Many angry netizens flocked to the hospital, throwing money around just to walk past Lu Chaoxi in person.

They strutted arrogantly in front of the now completely emasculated Lu Chaoxi, towering over him with condescending glares and mocking him with their words.

For a time, it even became a bizarre kind of “tourist attraction”!

After being thoroughly dealt with by his ex-girlfriends, Lu Chaoxi’s wounds were crudely treated; just enough to stop the bleeding and prevent fatal infection. His mind remained fully conscious, but his body was immobilized by the pain, forcing him to watch as one “successful person” after another paraded proudly in front of him.

Lu Chaoxi screamed until his throat was destroyed. His cries now sounded like nails scraping against glass, and he couldn’t even form a coherent sentence.

No one was willing to care for Lu Chaoxi. The caretakers only washed him perfunctorily, and over time, his body began to emit a foul stench. Yet, even in such a wretched state, Lu Chaoxi’s mind still hadn’t completely broken!

In the midst of his prolonged torment, Lu Chaoxi suddenly recalled something—he had once sought out System 1314 to obtain a skill similar to immortality.

In the end, due to a lack of points, he could only exchange for a skill called “Spiritual Immortality.”

As long as the host’s lifespan didn’t end, their consciousness would never vanish. Lu Chaoxi had once been smug about randomly unlocking such a skill, convinced he was destined to follow the protagonist’s path. But now, he only wished he could go back and cut his former self to pieces.

He wanted to die—desperately! Why, why can’t I die?!

Lu Chaoxi let out incoherent, guttural wails, saliva dripping from his mouth in a disgusting stream that no one bothered to wipe away. He lay there in filth, clinging to life with a body that resembled nothing more than decaying flesh.

Whenever he fell ill, those terrifying women would immediately hear about it and rush over, arranging the best doctors for him, ensuring he wouldn’t die.

I want to die; I truly do! I was wrong, terribly wrong! I shouldn’t have plagiarized; I shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have—!

Lu Chaoxi lost track of how many days and months he spent lying on that bed, constantly teetering on the brink of a mental breakdown.

Finally, one day…

***

The endless loop of videos playing in front of him suddenly stopped. After enduring so much agony, Lu Chaoxi finally saw real news being broadcast on the television.

He saw Gu Changkong.

Gu Changkong, who had regained control of his body, had risen to fame with his writing. His novels were adapted into manga, sold as film rights, and published globally…

Countless dazzling accolades now adorned this once-slandered victim.

Gu Changkong spoke eloquently, his face full of smiles and his demeanor radiating confidence and vitality. Meanwhile, Lu Chaoxi, withered and decayed, now resembling little more than a skeleton, watched with bloodshot eyes, consumed by rage.

That night, Lu Chaoxi had a beautiful dream.

In his dream, those original creators never gained recognition and were easily crushed under his schemes. The girlfriends in his dream all chose to share him, allowing him to live a life of indulgence and freedom. In the end, he even ascended to the position of the world’s richest man.

As for Gu Changkong? In Lu Chaoxi’s dream, he was hit by a driver that Lu Chaoxi had arranged, reduced to a vegetative state, and quietly passed away without a sound.

How satisfying. How glorious. That was the life Lu Chaoxi truly deserved.

With a loud “pop,” the bubble of his dream burst abruptly. Lu Chaoxi woke up, still full of arrogant pride, only to see himself lying on the hospital bed, in a state far worse than that of a vegetative person.

Reality had completely inverted his dream.

“Ahhhhh!” Lu Chaoxi let out a desperate, guttural cry, the sound resembling the wailing of someone on the brink of death.

He could only cower in the psychiatric ward, enduring torment from every possible source for the rest of his life.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

This time, no more sweet dreams came to Lu Chaoxi.