The Scum Top Never Repents [Quick Transmigration]

Lou Ling is undeniably a scum gong.

In past worlds, he was a leech who cheated for years and stole confidential information; a celebrated human traitor who defected to the Insect Emperor, started a war, and caused countless deaths; and an ungrateful thief who was rescued and cared for, only to slaughter his benefactor’s entire family...

Just as he was finishing up a string of missions and stirring his coffee in the data space, the System told him:

"You need to return to those worlds and make things right before they become irreversible."

Lou Ling agreed without hesitation. Gradually, the System began to wonder... Why does this all feel so familiar?

Hey, you protagonists.

He tossed your sincere love aside, cut into your flesh with a blade, made you the target of public scorn, stripped you of your dignity, and left you wandering the world, enduring slander and insults.

So why, after he died, did you kneel at his grave and weep, condemning the world for letting a brilliant talent die young and lamenting its injustice?

Why did you hold his cooling body, eyes desolate, digging your nails into your palms and biting your lips until they bled without even realizing it?

And why did you stare vacantly and murmur, "You shouldn't have loved me..."?

Note: Quick transmigration, gong protagonist, protagonist-first ideology.

For readers who love [protagonist stans] [beautiful, powerful, tragic characters] [melodrama] [fake deaths].

Readers with other tastes, please give it a try. If it's not to your taste, please be respectful and find something else to enjoy.

Melodrama and misunderstandings abound. The scum gong's behavior in each world will eventually be turned around, revealing him as an innocent, pure-hearted white moonlight with his own reasons. The author wants the protagonist to stand on the moral high ground, so readers looking for a truly awful scumbag should proceed with caution.

(Modern) Corrupt, decadent dark moonlight x little moth devoted to chasing the light

[You should run over and explain that what they saw was a misunderstanding, and that you didn't cheat!]

Lou Ling turned to the protagonist, whose face was full of disbelief, and smiled. In a calm voice, he said, "I never liked you at all. I just thought it was amusing how easily you blushed. It was fun, that's all."

Su Chen hated summer. On a sweltering day filled with waves of cicada cries and rippling treetops, he lost his first love. Years later, on a stifling summer day with rain pouring down, he lost the love of his life. The difference was that this time, it was for good.

(Sci-fi) Stubborn, taciturn young commander x ruthless, scheming imperial prince

[I can cloak you now. Escape the insect territory at once and go back to tell him you didn't betray the Empire or humanity...]

"No need."

Lou Ling waved a hand and walked straight into the heart of the insect territory. He knelt before the enormous queen and offered to serve her.

Years later, at the Empire's military parade, his face hidden behind a mask and his body wrapped in a cloak, he crossed the ranks alone and stood before the protagonist. Without a trace of emotion, he drove a sword into his neck.

Years later, a legend spread across the stars: a great warrior had willingly endured misunderstanding, abuse, loneliness, bone-deep pain, and endless darkness, all for a future that belonged to humanity alone.

(Martial arts) Self-destructive human weapon x frank, free-spirited sword prodigy

[Put down your sword and hide outside! When the others arrive, they'll think you killed his whole family!]

Lou Ling sat in the nearest carved chair and calmly wiped the blood from his sword. When the protagonist opened the door, he immediately stood and ran his sword through his chest without hesitation.

He lowered his eyes to the other man's gaze, a mixture of confusion and despair, and slowly turned the hilt.

"I should thank you for telling me about the manor's secret passage. It saved me a lot of trouble."

(Ancient setting) Dashing, carefree heir of a noble family x jade-like young gentleman turned ruthless eunuch official

"Minister Lou, do you have any objections to my decree?"

[Think of a way to stop this. The protagonist will change completely after being castrated, and all your plans will be useless...]

Out of the corner of his eye, Lou Ling saw the protagonist's jade-white hand, its veins raised from clenching too hard.

Lou Ling lowered his head and said solemnly, "I have none. Your Majesty is wise."

(Entertainment industry) Lazy, aloof, breathtakingly handsome idol x arrogant rose-like rising star

[This time, you really have to do what I say, or things could get completely out of hand... Log in and post a clarification saying his having to leave the competition had nothing to do with you.]

Lou Ling poured sparkling water into a glass with ice in one hand, while the other flew over the keyboard. He posted a few lines, vague in meaning but unmistakable in implication, and the online discussion exploded at once.

A few seconds later, amid a constant stream of notification sounds, he leaned back in his swivel chair and savored the refreshing lemon soda he’d made himself.

[...The protagonist is calling.]

"Is he?"

He reached out one finger and pressed the hang-up button.

[I don't understand! Why won't you follow my best plan? You always have to raise the risk level.]

"Did we reach the goal in the end?"

[...Yes.]

He stroked the top of the metal orb with his fingertip, as if petting a puppy.

"Then what's the problem?"

What can I say? I'm a completely irredeemable scum gong.

Scum gongs never repent.

Theme: Every soul is unique and shines brightly.