DTTCM Chapter 1

“Fuck! Are you human?!”

“Get lost, can’t you see Laozi is trying to sleep, damn it!”

“Fuck, are you hogging all the food? Don’t you know how to leave some soup for your brothers when eating instant noodles?”

“Brother Dog, someone from the neighboring school wants to fight you.”

“Sister Boss got a love letter.”

“I don’t want it, I’m beautiful on my own.”

“My mom keeps nagging me about wearing a skirt. Every time I wear a skirt, she never stops complaining. It’s so annoying!”

In the middle of the classroom, Sheng Yuan checked the hole in his desk to make sure there were no books inside. He pulled his colorful head out and saw the person wearing a skirt sitting in front of him and complaining.

Gender: Male.

Sheng Yuan: “…”

‘Auntie asked you not to wear it, you should let her have her way.’

They say the classroom is like a garden for cultivating the flowers of our country, but Sheng Yuan felt like he was in a market at this moment.

Eating instant noodles, playing cards, putting on makeup, sleeping… Everyone was doing everything except studying.

Back in the days when he was in school, the principal used to say that the school is like a home. Sheng Yuan used to think it was just a saying, but now… he glanced back.

“Do you have some paper? I need to go to the restroom.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

It really feels like home.

The surrounding noise was so loud that it made his eardrums vibrate.

The math teacher on the podium was shouting at the top of his lungs, it was his last shred of dignity as a teacher.

The middle-aged male teacher’s standard three-piece suit, checkered shirt, belt, and trousers, with a tiny microphone hanging at his mouth, had very little effect. Yet, he didn’t give up, trying to pour knowledge into the students’ ears by yelling.

Even though no one really cared about him, he continued to play his solo performance.

At a glance, it was clear that this person was held hostage by professional ethics.

Despite the situation, he didn’t give up on teaching and educating.

A good teacher of the people.

And Sheng Yuan, the provincial excellent student, now with multi-colored hair, almost perfectly blended into this overly free big family.

But as the saying goes, “Knowledge is power.” Sheng Yuan’s aura was different from others. He sat up straight like a ruler, his back as straight as a pine tree, establishing a subtle boundary with his surroundings.

[System: What makes you so noble?]

Sheng Yuan: “Please, System, speak without sounding weird.”

[System: Where am I sounding weird?]

Sheng Yuan: “…”

‘That sounds even weirder.’

He had been in this world for two days now, and every day he encountered things that constantly challenged his values.

Especially the system in his mind, it was like a dowry maid who came with him to this world.

At that time, he was representing the school on the competition stage, and he passionately declared, “My life motto is to do my best and strive for the first place.”

The next second, he fell into a river, choked on water. Although he couldn’t swim, with his incredible learning ability, he imitated the nearby dogs playing in the river and doggy-paddled to the shore.

A mechanical voice then echoed In his mind.

[System: Are you ready to become the strongest delinquent youth?!]

Sheng Yuan answered with doubt, “No.”

[System: It’s okay. Under my guidance, you will fight, skip classes, be ignorant, violate rules, and become the most feared delinquent youth in this area.]

Sheng Yuan had also read some novels in with systems and had a general understanding of his current situation. He must have transmigrated.

However, Sheng Yuan didn’t want to blindly agree with the system’s claims.

“May I decline?” he inquired.

[System: Of course, you can.]

Sheng Yuan praised, “I didn’t expect a system like you to be so humanized.”

The next moment, the system spoke: [Countdown to host’s death, three, two…]

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Under the system’s coercive and rogue-like operation of buying and selling by force, Sheng Yuan became bound to it.

The other party explained to him the conditions for survival in this world.

Essentially, he had to engage in immoral deeds, become a delinquent youth, and earn delinquency points and life points.

If he wanted to completely eliminate the threat to his life and unbind from the system to regain his freedom, he had to stand out among the delinquents, surpassing the most formidable delinquent leader in the city, and become a new and powerful delinquent leader.

It lived up to the word “survival.”

Sheng Yuan sat by the riverside, feeling the late summer breeze. Although he didn’t like using profanity, his mouth couldn’t help but utter some curses.

His beautifully fucked up life.

[System: But don’t worry, usually, people chosen by the main god to traverse worlds receive a beginner’s gift pack with 50 life points. You need to consume 5 life points each day, so the beginner’s gift pack is enough to sustain you for ten days. It’s a pie from the sky, so be happy!]

Sheng Yuan retorted, “What’s there to be happy about?”

[System: You get to live for ten more days, that’s what.]

Sheng Yuan: “Do you know what would happen if I didn’t come into this world?”

[System: What would happen?]

Sheng Yuan: “I would live my entire life.”

[System:…]

‘That makes sense.

But I won’t listen.’

Sheng Yuan stood up, patted his bottom, and followed his memory to find his way back home. Along the way, he encountered aimless delinquent youths on the street four or five times. There were different sections of the road but the same scenery, it reminded him of the series of movies he had seen before, “Young and Dangerous.”

At that time, it had swept the whole country, even sparking a series of related trends.

*古惑仔 (Young and Dangerous) is a crime action movie that revolves around the lives of a group of young gangsters in Hong Kong and their involvement in various criminal activities, including triad conflicts, rivalries, and power struggles.

It seemed that being a delinquent in this world was a trend.

Upon returning home, he discovered that his parents had also been delinquents in their youth. Sheng Yuan felt like a drop of clear water had fallen into ink, he was now doubting his life.

The next day, he chose to go to school. Learning was his favorite thing, and attending classes brought him joy. But when he arrived in the classroom, he realized that he couldn’t even hear a single word!

It was as if life had drawn back its bow and gave him two resounding slaps.

-You’re the only one who wants to attend class, kid!

The system acted like a janitor, scrubbing his mind clean.

[System: How does it feel? Isn’t the freedom cool? Our future tasks will be even more thrilling—bullying the weak, engaging in brawls, collecting protection fees, provoking rival gangs…]

Whatever immoral acts you do, your moral compass knows no limits.

Sheng Yuan remained silent, allowing the system to clamor in his mind. He rummaged through his school uniform pockets and backpack, searching for some pocket money.

[System: By the way, you still haven’t given me a name. Come up with one quickly.]

A delinquent system should have explosive names.

“A name?” Sheng Yuan asked for the system’s opinion, “What do you want to be called?”

[System: I don’t have any specific requirements for a name. After all, the truth is always plain and simple.]

“Then should I call you Ping or Dan?”

[System: Call me Zhen]

Ping-平—, meaning Flat and Dan—淡 meaning Plain.
Zhen—真 meaning true/truly/truth.

A flicker of amusement appeared in Sheng Yuan’s eyes and he raised eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

[System: Absolutely!]

“Alright, Truly Immoral it is.”

[System: Hey!!!!]

Sheng Yuan: “Just kidding, Truly Ambitious.”

The system was left speechless.

Sheng Yuan: “What’s wrong?”

[System: Truly Immoral is much better than Truly Ambitious.]

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Being called ambitious was an insult to a delinquent system!

After enduring a day, Shen Yuan left the school during the one-and-a-half-hour break before evening self-study.

[System: Why are you leaving?]

With the unique laziness typical of a teenage boy, Sheng Yuan retorted, “Mind your own business.”

His tone was teasing, as if he were playing with someone.

The acquisition of delinquent points and life points had some slight differences. Life points could only be obtained after completing tasks assigned by the system, but delinquent points were earned not just through that. Engaging in immoral actions in daily life also increased them.

For example, if he were to step on the lawn right now, his delinquent points would increase.

Conversely, if he did something that didn’t fit the image of a delinquent, his delinquent points would decrease. Sheng Yuan had already experienced this. Today, while attending class, his delinquent points plummeted.

When delinquent points reached negative values, each negative point had to be offset by ten life points.

Currently, Sheng Yuan had 25 delinquent points left, a result of his multi-colored hair and the bad impression he left on those around him.

The vicinity of the school had a variety of shops, and Sheng Yuan randomly chose a barbershop and walked in.

After getting his hair washed, he sat down, and the barber chewed on his bubblegum before skillfully asking, “A crew cut or an afro?”

Sheng Yuan replied, “Neither.”

The barber took out the trimmer from his work shelf. “Bald it is then.”

Sheng Yuan responded, “Dye it black and cut it short. Thank you.”

The barber lowered his head to assess Sheng Yuan. “You…”

Sheng Yuan felt uncomfortable under his scrutiny.

“What’s the matter?”

“You seem quite polite.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

There was a subtle contempt in the barber’s words.

When Shen Yuan left the barbershop, his multi-colored hair had transformed into a neat short haircut. Without the attention-grabbing hair, his facial features became more distinct. Previously, all one could see was the color, but now the focus returned to his face.

Sheng Yuan’s distinctive features included thick eyebrows and large eyes. He appeared handsome and cheerful, with a healthy physique and a height of 1.8 meters. Apart from his touch of indolence, he exuded vitality, like a spring day in April.

Due to losing his multi-colored hair, Sheng Yuan’s delinquent points dropped from 25 to 15 and the system was heartbroken. Its goal was to lead Sheng Yuan to become the strongest delinquent youth.

However, with the help of a makeover-like haircut, Sheng Yuan indeed transformed from a non-mainstream figure into a sharp and cool presence.

He walked in the opposite direction of the school, and upon seeing that Sheng Yuan had no intention of returning to school, the system’s voice grew excited.

[System: Are you planning to skip evening self-study?]

A delinquent youth would indeed skip class!

“No, I’m going to get my glasses fitted,” Sheng Yuan replied.

[System: Why do you need glasses?]

Sheng Yuan’s voice trailed off with a hint of playfulness. “Take a guess.”

[System: To pretend?]

Sheng Yuan chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth. “To see the blackboard.”

[System:…]

As expected, Sheng Yuan’s delinquent points decreased again, reaching 5. The eyeglass stores around the school offered affordable prices, and with the ongoing promotion, Sheng Yuan not only got prescription glasses but also won a plastic pair of sunglasses worth ten yuan in a lucky draw.

Sheng Yuan stood in front of a mirror, holding his newly fitted prescription glasses. The system appreciated his cool appearance in the mirror.

Then Sheng Yuan put on the glasses.

[System:…]

This guy!

The difference was so vast.

[System: Wearing glasses makes you eight degrees uglier.]

Sheng Yuan replied, “It doesn’t matter. My inner world is rich.”

When it came to appearances, Sheng Yuan cared more about the richness of his inner self and soul.

After leaving the store, it was almost time for evening self-study to begin. Sheng Yuan walked back to the school with the intention of attending the class, despite the system’s attempts to dissuade him.

While passing by an alley, he heard the muffled sounds of profanity mixed with the impact of someone being beaten.

Sheng Yuan followed the sound and saw a group of boys forming a human wall in the alley, mercilessly assaulting a person who sat helplessly on the ground, bleeding from his head. The person being attacked showed no signs of resistance, his hands hanging limply as if devoid of bones, clearly unconscious.

Although the person was beaten black and blue, Sheng Yuan still recognized him. He was the one they called “Brother Dog” in their class.

The group of individuals did not cease their violence despite the other person’s unconsciousness.

“Damn, aren’t you tough? Aren’t you good at barking? Why aren’t you barking now?!”

“This kid was causing trouble on Brother Wu’s territory a few days ago. I thought he was something special.”

As they spoke, one of them spat on the person on the ground.

“Hey!”

A voice came from behind, and the group turned around to see a slender figure with hands in pockets and wearing glasses—the embodiment of a nerd.

Huang Mao, the leader, looked at his school uniform and then at the person on the ground. “Are you here to save him?”

Sheng Yuan pondered for a moment. “I suppose so.”

Huang Mao smirked. “Which gang are you from?”

Sheng Yuan turned his head and glanced at a street sign by the road.

“City People’s Street.”