How can the plot be played out when everyone can eavesdrop on the villain's thoughts?

After traveling through time and space and becoming a brainless villain who was doomed to die, Lin Bai looked at the cold and aloof saint tied to the bed and fell into deep thought.

As long as you complete the quest line as required by the system, you can return to Earth with tens of billions of assets and eternal life, but what's going on with the bubble box that suddenly pops up above your head?

"This rope is so tight... It took the hero half an hour to reach that point, which was enough for me to make three babies."

"Herringer, stop rubbing! If you keep rubbing I'm going to turn into a beast."

Gu Qinghan stared at the bubbles that were complaining crazily, and his immortal body shook.

She suddenly realized: the dude who forced her to marry him was actually playing the villain at the risk of his life?

Lin Bai went crazy looking at the script with all the characters ruined:

Where’s the promised torment on the villain? How come this place has become my Shura battlefield!

Transmigrate to the Immortal Cultivation World, Become the Young Master of a Wealth-Rivaling-Nation Chamber of Commerce.

Bound with a villain template from the beginning, he dug out a young child's Supreme Bone, killed a 100,000-year-old beast that had taken human form, hunted the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Body, and robbed fellow disciples of their Dao companions.

This is absurd; is this the hell-level difficulty start?

Fortunately, bound with the Supreme Investment System, as long as he invests in others, he gets dividends.

To save his life, Wang Xiu begins to crazily spend money, letting himself loose!

......

Butler: Young master, you offer free spiritual root testing for ordinary people. This business is a huge loss!

Wang Xiu: It's fine, let's just call it giving back to society!

......

Butler: Young master, you've established a Nine-Year Compulsory Immortal Cultivation Academy. This business is a huge loss!

Wang Xiu: It's fine, let's just call it giving back to society!

......

Butler: Young master, you're sheltering millions of weak Independent Cultivators. This business is a huge loss!

Wang Xiu: It's fine, let's just call it giving back to society!

......

Years later.

The Demon World launches a massive invasion, sacred lands fall, heavens collapse, and all beings suffer.

Even the Great Emperor is bleeding!

At the entrance of the charity foundation, a young man in white walks out slowly.

With one punch, he opens the sky, restoring peace and order!

Bai Feng traveled through time and had a sister who was born with immortal bones.

He thought that as long as he held his sister's thighs tightly, he could live freely in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals, until he woke up and found that his mother was preparing to take out his sister's immortal bones and install them on him.

At this moment, he realized that he had a villain's script!

At this time, the system appeared. As long as he targeted the son of luck and seized the son of luck's luck value, he could get a generous reward.

But at the same time, if the plundered luck value is too high, it will also cause the son of luck to be vigilant or even hostile.

Bai Feng looked at the three sons of luck in the city, and he decided-to do it!

Whoever wants to be the villain can be, there are three sons of luck in a city alone, and he dare not think about how many sons of luck there are in the world.

So when he was recruiting students in the sect, he avoided the sect, which was the gathering place of the sons of luck, and also avoided several industries where the sons of luck often appeared. Every day he drew pictures, listened to music, and did what he wanted to do.

Many years later, Tianji Tower had the honor to interview the sons of luck around Bai Feng and asked them what they thought of Bai Feng:

Son of luck A: No one knows Bai Feng better than me. He is not the selfish person who covets the immortal bone as rumored. On the contrary, he has no interest in the immortal bone, but has been secretly protecting his sister.

Son of luck B: Many people call me the son of luck, the man of destiny, but in my opinion, Brother Bai is the real man of destiny. He is enthusiastic and upright, and he steps into the immortal path with his mediocre body.

Bai Feng, who was watching the interview at this time, slowly pressed a ‘? ’

They are slandering!

And you sons of luck, stay away from me!