This Bastard is Too Competent - Chapter 27: It’s Not You

Jeff, who died while doing his usual daily routine, found himself transmigrated into another world one that was twice the size of Earth.At first, he thought life would be the same. Peaceful. Boring, even. Just another world with different skies and landscapes.But he was wrong. On one fateful night, while he lay in his small room, a sudden ding echoed through the air.It was sharp, clear, and unnatural like something out of a sci-fi film. And then… something appeared before his eyes.[Luck Spin System has finally bind][Congratulation you have gotten a skill: Godly Programming]With this luck finally his dream can finally come true which is making games, seeing that their was no minecraft in this world he decided to recreate it.Then his journey began starting as a programmer, he quickly rose to dominate the digital field, racing field, swimming field, shooting field, combat field, robotics field, hacking field, academic field, business field, gaming field, drone piloting field, artificial intelligence field, engineering field, virtual reality field, and even the military simulation fieldWhat would Jeff do with all these, skill and titles read to find out of course....Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll continue to support me on my journey as an author.******************************************** DISCLAIMER ********************************************This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes.Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications (such as ChatGPT, Minecraft, or other well-known services), or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators.The author has no intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events.Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.

He always told me that he dreamed of me at night.

Dressed as the daughter of a petty official, Ye Ping is very satisfied with her identity. It’s a pity that she soon discovered that she was not just traveling through time, but through a book, and her role in the book was the little follower of the vicious female partner.
As the little follower of the vicious female lead, the original owner’s daily routine is to humiliate the female lead and frame the female lead. In the end, he became the cannon fodder for the heroine and the heroine’s fighting skills, and after death, someone poked at the bones and scolded him that he deserved it.
In order to survive, she didn’t want to go through the plot. So when the heroine pointed out that she loves the hero in public, she hugged the heroine’s brother’s thigh in desperation.
“A good bird chooses a tree to live in. I… I am happy with the king of the county!”
In order to get rid of the plot, she had to pretend to be affectionate and send love letters and gifts to the heroine’s brother. Everyone laughed at her wishful thinking to embarrass herself, waiting for her to be slapped in the face.
Waited and waited, but the news came that King Wen married her.
Everyone: How is this possible?
Wen Yu is a man of unique style, cold-hearted and reticent, with ruthless means, and has the name of the first criminal department in the prosperous dynasty. Everyone in the world knows that he has won the emperor’s heart, and he is the most trusted person around the emperor. In his previous life, he devoted himself to repaying the dragon’s kindness and cutting off love all his life.
After being reborn, he just felt dull.
Unexpectedly, during a certain mission, a little girl rushed over and hugged his thigh, and kept saying that she liked him.
Wen Yu: “…”

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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