Academy’s Undercover Professor - Chapter 282: Unequal Equality (1)

After Su Nuo had died, she discovered that she had lived in a novel world where the female supporting character had overtaken her role as the female lead.

The female supporting character, who had transmigrated into Su Nuo’s world, was pretty and outstanding. She had easily replaced the good-for-nothing dodder of a female lead.

Then, Su Nuo went through a series of quick transmigrations —

The flirtatious concubine of a troubled nation, the cannon fodder in a prestigious family, a young girl who joined the military for her father…

Su Nuo transmigrated back to her original world after completing ten quick transmigration assignments.

Outside the patient room, the fiance that she had grown up with mocked her coldly, “I don’t care if you try to commit suicide for me 100 times. I will never be interested in you.”

This was the day after she had attempted to commit suicide for Chen Weng. It was a warm and sunny day in spring, and she was 19 years old.

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Su Nuo was a well-pampered, sweet pushover. Chen Wang hadn’t liked her since she was a child.

However…

He later discovered that his pampered and tender fiancee had turned into a female despot.

#Where men who had bullied the women that loved them come to die#

#You might enjoy a momentary satisfaction bullying a woman that loves you, but you’ll be chasing yourself straight into the crematorium in the next scene#

#Chen Wang is not the male lead#

#A love interest that isn’t an expressionless iceberg#

#Loving birth family and adopted parents#

- Description from Novelupdates

He Xie, a private detective, specializes in investigating extramarital affairs, and once made mistresses and scumbags fearful, he is a good young man with lofty ideals. In the event of an accidental death, you have to start a new life system and complete tasks in exchange for the chance to be reborn.

In “Infernal Affairs”, he worked hard to be a “good person” instead of XXX; in “Youth Bao Qingtian”, he tattooed a sun on his forehead; in “Charlotte Trouble”, Yuan Hua and Qiu Ya sang a plum blossom together, “Lu Xiaofeng” “, “Dragon Babu”, “Kung Fu”, “Bourne Bourne”, “Lord of the Rings”, “Pirates of the Caribbean”…

- Description from novelbuddy

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

Finding himself in a world same but also different from his own as this world now has Pokémon in it.With a rich family and a system he will climb to the top and catch'em all.His grandfather is a steel-type Elite among the 18 top Elites in Drakoria. His father is the Leader of a national gym.Julian: All roads lead to Riches, so it is better to be born RichFamily background + resources + system = JulianJulian: It's not that you are too weak, but that I am too strong.Disclaimer:- I do not own the right to the cover image.If you are the rightful owner and would like it removed.I will take it down promptly.