Chapter 302: From Noob to God - I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

During the match, while being protected like a king by his three elite teammates, Wang Haoran kept his eyes glued to the performance of “Little Chick.” From what Qin Yunhan told him, this guy wasn’t just good—he was monstrous.

As the game reached its final stages, that “Little Chick” had already solo-wiped twenty-eight players. That was more than all five professional-level streamers in the match combined. His skill was at the level of a peak pro, his reactions nearly mechanical, movements precise to the pixel.

That confirmed it for Wang Haoran. This “Little Chick” had to be the protagonist. There was no other explanation. His system probably revolved around gaming or livestreaming—though the exact function wasn’t clear yet. But one thing was certain: whatever this guy was getting out of the game, stopping him from winning was the right move.

“Got it.” Qin Yunhan replied to Wang Haoran over private comms, then immediately switched to team chat. “I already said we were being friendly this match. ‘Little Chick,’ what the hell was that sneak attack just now? My friend wants to 1v1 you in the final circle—so stand down.”

“Wants to 1v1 me?” Xiao Ye raised a brow and holstered his rifle. He stared at the box lying in the grass—Wang Haoran, still down but not out.

He scoffed inwardly.

That guy? He wants to 1v1 me? What a joke.

With no one pressing the attack, Wang Haoran’s teammates rushed to revive him. After healing up and chugging a few energy drinks, he was back to full strength.

The last ring began to close.

Both teams moved forward, bracing for the final clash. As they ran, Wang Haoran mentally pulled up his system interface, opening the Villain Points store and searching for options.

【God-tier Competitive Gaming Talent (Cost: 7000 Villain Points) — Grants instant, world-class mastery of any competitive game, including full mechanical execution and tactical insight.】

This was it. No hesitation.

Wang Haoran purchased the ability on the spot. In the blink of an eye, the clueless newbie who couldn’t even aim a pistol was gone—replaced by a world-tier FPS god.

They reached the final circle.

This time, he didn’t need protection. He slipped away from his team and secured a perfect sniping angle behind some ridges, taking up a solo position.

Xiao Ye wasn’t holding back either. He was cautious, silent, and calculating.

The two sides clashed briefly, and one by one, Wang Haoran’s elite teammates were taken down by Xiao Ye. But he didn’t get out unscathed—Wang Haoran eliminated two of his teammates as well.

The only reason Qin Yunhan was still alive was because Wang Haoran hadn’t shot her. She was harmless. And he knew she wouldn’t lift a finger against him.

All eyes—teammates, spectators, livestream viewers—were glued to this final showdown.

No one could believe what they were seeing.

That “Number One Boss,” the guy who spent half the match yelling “Save me! Save me!” like a panicked emperor, suddenly revealed monstrous mechanical skill and strategic brilliance.

It was all an act. A wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Darling… you—you were pretending this whole time? You’re this amazing?!” Qin Yunhan stammered through the mic, shocked and giddy.

“Of course. Your boyfriend is the best there is,” Wang Haoran replied smugly, though his eyes never left the screen and his hands never stopped moving.

Across from him, Xiao Ye stopped underestimating his opponent. After a few exchanges, he could tell—this guy wasn’t lucky. He was damn good. Just as good as himself.

The fight would come down to positioning and timing.

But there was one thing Xiao Ye didn’t have.

“Call out his position for me,” Wang Haoran said calmly to Qin Yunhan.

In a duel this even, cheating was fair game.

Qin Yunhan didn’t hesitate. “Nine o’clock. Under that red pine tree.”

She was Xiao Ye’s teammate. She could see his exact position. And now, so could Wang Haoran.

He quietly rotated, moving to a line of sight that gave him a perfect angle.

Biu! Biu! Biu! Biu!

Xiao Ye took multiple hits. His health bar plummeted. He quickly repositioned, narrowly avoiding death.

But that first exchange told him something was wrong.

How did this guy know?

He relocated to another cover point and began healing up.

Biu!

Another shot landed.

No way. He can’t possibly be guessing. He knows exactly where I am.

Xiao Ye’s heart dropped.

Before he could react, another shot cracked through the air.

Headshot. Instant kill.

【Ding! Host eliminated protagonist Xiao Ye in-game. Reduced Xiao Ye’s popularity. Gained 1200 Villain Points. Protagonist Halo -60. Villain Halo +60!】

Just as Wang Haoran guessed, stopping Xiao Ye from winning was the right move.

“Darling, you just smoked ‘Little Chick’! That was sick!” Qin Yunhan was practically squealing through the headset.

Wang Haoran chuckled. “Basic stuff.”

“There’s only me left! Hurry up and kill me, so you can win!” she said excitedly.

“What are you saying? Even in a game, I’d never hurt you. Come on out and finish me instead.” Sweet talk came naturally to him now.

【Ding! Host stirred the affection of female lead Qin Yunhan. Gained 300 Villain Points!】

“Darling, I can’t shoot you either.” Qin Yunhan melted on the spot. She ran straight into the poison zone and let the damage tick her down to zero.

With that, the game ended. Wang Haoran won.

In his tiny rented room, Xiao Ye cursed aloud, slamming his hand on the desk and lighting a cigarette in frustration.

That bastard actually won.

He stared at Qin Yunhan’s livestream screen, gritting his teeth and waiting to queue again.

“Darling, do you wanna play more?” Qin Yunhan chirped over the mic.

“Of course,” Wang Haoran said smoothly. “It’s not every day I get to game with you. Gotta make the most of it.”

“Yay!” She beamed and re-queued.

The third game began almost immediately.

And like fate flipped a switch, they matched together again—same teams. Qin Yunhan’s trio landed with “Little Chick” one more time.

“Tch. Protagonist Halo’s totally busted. Of course he ends up on the female lead’s team again,” Wang Haoran muttered.

Still, he couldn’t help but smirk. His own Villain Halo was working overtime too. Every single match, he got paired right across from both the protagonist and the female lead.

“This time, I’m going all out. I will carry Miss Streamer to a win. That Number One Boss won’t stand a chance,” Xiao Ye gritted his teeth and doubled down.

Wang Haoran remained unbothered.

After all, now Xiao Ye was on alert. He probably figured out that someone had given away his location last game. Pulling the same trick twice wouldn’t work.

This time, Wang Haoran would try something simpler. Something… fun.

“Did you pick up a grenade?” he asked Qin Yunhan mid-match.

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