The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 149: Lin Fan’s Last Hope!

The heat scorched his skin instantly, and the sizzling sounded sharp and unpleasant, like meat being burned. But Wu Chaochang didn’t even flinch. Instead, his expression grew more delighted with the pain.

"With this..." he said softly, his voice lowering, "I will finally be able to take my revenge."

His fingers tightened around the rock.

"Hahaha!"

His laughter echoed through the forest, filled with satisfaction.

"Congratulations, leader!"

"Once the leader breaks through, we’ll be unstoppable!"

"We’ll crush the White Moon Sect and dominate the entire Southern Longyan!"

Voices rose one after another. The red-robed group erupted into excitement, their earlier caution replaced by fervour.

Wu Chaochang stood at the centre, basking in their praise. His smile remained arrogant, but beneath it, a flicker of something darker passed through his eyes.

It was ambition. Greed. And something far more ruthless.

He enjoyed this moment.

This feeling of control.

These people... they were his stepping stones. Loyal and useful.

That was enough.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak—

A voice cut through it.

"Who are you, people? Why did you kidnap me?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

All eyes turned toward the source.

Lin Fan had woken up.

Wu Chaochang’s gaze shifted to him. For a brief moment, his smile faded slightly. There was a faint trace of displeasure in his eyes.

For some reason, this person annoyed him.

"Who is he?" he asked.

Number 10 stepped forward. "Just a random guy. He was riding a bicycle through the forest, so I brought him back."

"Cycling?" Wu Chaochang repeated, his tone faintly amused. "At this hour?"

His gaze lingered on Lin Fan for a moment longer. He confirmed that Lin Fan appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary person: no spiritual fluctuations and no threat.

And yet, the inexplicable irritation remained.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, had already regained clarity. He was about to speak angrily when his eyes suddenly fell on the rock in Wu Chaochang’s hand.

His expression froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

That rock, that was the opportunity he came for.

How...?

How did someone else get it first?

A surge of unwillingness rose within him.

"Hey!"

His voice came out sharper than he intended.

"That’s mine."

Wu Chaochang’s brows lifted slightly.

"Return it."

The clearing fell silent again.

Wu Chaochang looked at him, then slowly smiled.

But this time, there was no warmth in it at all.

"Hm?" Wu Chaochang glanced at the rock in his hand, then shifted his gaze toward Lin Fan. His lips curled slightly, forming a faint smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "Yours?"

"That’s right." Lin Fan replied without hesitation. His tone was firm, though there was tension beneath it. "Return that rock to me and let me go. I won’t report this to the police."

For a brief moment, the forest fell into silence.

Then, laughter erupted.

"Gahahaha!"

"Did he just say police?"

"Omg, I’m so scared! Kekeke!"

"Giggle—I can’t take this seriously!"

The red-robed group burst into laughter, their voices echoing across the clearing. Even Wu Chaochang chuckled softly, his shoulders shaking slightly. Only Butcher Deng, tied beside Lin Fan, lowered his head and sighed.

"Young man... stop talking," he muttered. "Police won’t scare them."

Although Lin Fan had been knocked unconscious earlier.

He, Butcher Deng, was awake the entire time. From what he had seen—their speed, their strength—he already understood these people were far from ordinary.

Normal people couldn’t carry someone like a handbag and move faster than vehicles.

He didn’t want this young man to provoke them further and drag both of them into danger.

"Huh? Why?" Lin Fan frowned slightly, confused by the old man’s warning.

"Yes, he’s right," Wu Chaochang said, still smiling faintly. His tone was light, almost amused. "The so-called police... can’t do anything to us."

Lin Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he provoked them. "Why? What are you? Some kind of thugs?"

"Thugs?"

Wu Chaochang repeated the word, as if tasting it.

Then he laughed.

"Don’t compare us to those low-level creatures."

His smile slowly faded.

In the next moment, his expression turned cold.

"You ordinary people..."

His voice dropped.

"...are nothing but insects to us."

As his words fell—

He stepped down hard.

The ground trembled violently.

A loud boom echoed as the earth beneath his foot cracked and collapsed, forming another crater nearly identical to the one created by the meteorite. Dust rose into the air, scattering in all directions.

Lin Fan felt the ground shake beneath him.

His body stiffened.

His eyes locked onto the newly formed crater.

His mind went blank for a moment.

"...How is that possible...?"

Then, something clicked.

His expression darkened.

"Did you...get that power from the meteorite?"

Wu Chaochang didn’t answer immediately.

But Lin Fan had already convinced himself.

In his previous life, Butcher Deng had stumbled upon this meteorite during his evening walk. He had taken it back casually, using it as a tool in his butcher shop.

Over time, his body began to change. He gained strength far beyond that of ordinary humans—able to break stones, snap trees, and perform feats that defied logic.

He became famous online.

Until the authorities came and took him away. The meteorite was also taken away.

The news had been suppressed, but Lin Fan remembered it clearly. Because he was in the stage of weeping after Ye Ling’s betrayal.

Even after rebirth, despite his repeated failures in earning big and social climbing, he had held onto this hope. As long as he could obtain this meteorite, he could change everything.

But now, that final hope was being held in someone else’s hand.

Right in front of him.

Something inside him tightened.

"Oh?" Wu Chaochang’s eyes flickered with interest. "You’re saying it has powers?"

He tilted his head slightly, this time studying Lin Fan’s expression more closely.

Even he hadn’t figured out how to use the meteorite yet.

And yet—this ordinary man... seemed to know something.

"Interesting," he murmured.

Then his tone turned calm again.

"What do you know about it?" he asked. "What powers? Explain."