Canary Is Actually The Future World-Destroying Boss Chapter 1

Chapter 1

[I crave eternal silence]

Cough, cough.

The muffled sound of a woman coughing filled the cramped space. She lay on a bed pressed against the wall, her face deathly pale.

The room was only a few square meters in size. A single glance took in everything: the bed, a table, a stool, and clothes hanging from ropes tied to the ceiling.

Yellowed newspapers were plastered over the walls, and the floor was simple concrete.

Ji Gui sat in a corner, his fingers absentmindedly picking at the newspaper on the wall, though his eyes were fixed on the doorway.

At the entrance, his father was greeting a man with a face full of fat and arrogantly arched eyebrows with a fawning smile.

The gaunt man frowned as he stepped into the room. With his hands behind his back, his sunken eyes scanned the surroundings before he walked over to Ji Gui.

He used a bony finger to lift Ji Gui’s chin, squinting his eyes before shaking his head repeatedly. The face is decent, but he’s too thin.

The father hurried forward, speaking cautiously. Sigh, I know. But this is all we have. How much do you think he’s worth?

Cough, cough, cough. The woman on the bed, Ji Gui’s mother, began to cough violently. She opened her eyes and dragged her body upward, her spine rising and falling with each breath.

She cast a gloomy gaze toward Ji Gui, then closed her eyes again a few seconds later.

The man clicked his tongue with a hint of disgust, opening his mouth to reveal yellowed teeth. One thousand.

After a few brief words, Ji Gui was taken away by the man. He didn’t cry or make a scene; he only turned back at the last moment to look at the woman on the bed.

The woman happened to open her eyes at that exact moment, tears overflowing from those gloomy depths.

As he turned his head away, Ji Gui heard the sound of heart-wrenching coughing.

*

Three months later.

Ji Gui sat in a car, quietly watching the heavy traffic outside the window. The buildings were lined up in neat rows, their glass reflecting the light of the sky.

His experience could be summarized in simple terms: his family had no money, so they sold him, and he had been transformed into a pet.

This car was headed toward his master’s home.

If anyone were to ask how he felt, he could only remain silent or say that he was very lucky.

The person who delivered him, the driver sitting in the front, had been rambling to him for a long time.

He praised Ji Gui: What a lucky omega you are, escaping that slum and meeting a benefactor like Mr. Yuan.

The driver belonged to the company, and he had also been responsible for training Ji Gui over the past three months. As for what kind of company it was, Ji Gui had no idea.

At that moment, the driver caught a glimpse of Ji Gui staring blankly out the window through the rearview mirror.

His eyes flickered for a split second before he said, Don’t make that face when we arrive. You need to smile, understand?

Ji Gui’s body gave an instinctive shiver. He turned around with a smile on his face and said to the driver, who didn’t even look back, I understand.

Mr. Yuan has high standards. It’s your blessing to be chosen by him. This is a life of luxury that countless people would break their necks trying to get, and you obtained it so easily. You must cherish your fortune and be obedient. He spoke these words in a condescending tone.

Ji Gui smiled and answered in the affirmative.

Shortly after, the car entered an open area. The buildings and crowds slowly receded, and before long, the vehicle passed through a set of wrought-iron gates.

At the end of a tree-lined road, the silhouette of a villa emerged in the twilight.

After getting out of the car, Ji Gui was led away by a middle-aged man without saying a single word. The man wore a butler’s uniform, his hair was meticulously styled, and his back was perfectly straight.

I am the butler of this villa. You may call me Rick. The middle-aged butler introduced himself and led Ji Gui upstairs.

Alright, Mr. Rick. Ji Gui reminded himself to keep smiling at all times, so he wore an obedient, pleasant expression.

Unfortunately, the butler didn’t spare him a second glance. This is the dining room; you can eat here. You are also free to wander the garden downstairs.

After saying this, he quickened his pace, led Ji Gui further upstairs, and pushed open a door. This is your room.

The room was spacious and tidy with snow-white walls. A floor-to-ceiling window was filled with the glow of the setting sun, casting a layer of orange-gold light over the long table, sofa, and cabinets.

A maid was standing in the room. Seeing the two enter, she gave a slight bow.

You are responsible for taking care of him. After saying this, the butler left without looking back.

Ji Gui looked at the maid, stepped forward first, and smiled. Hello.

The maid didn’t say much. She pointed to a button on the nightstand and said, If you need anything, press this. I will come to help you.

Ji Gui nodded and said okay.

Next, he was led to the bathroom by the maid. The bathroom was tiled with intricate patterns and featured a large tub.

Ji Gui only needed one look to know—this bathroom was larger than his entire home.

The maid said, Please take off your clothes. The master is coming tonight.

Without thinking much, Ji Gui took off his clothes.

Soon, warm water drenched his entire body. The maid had him sit down, and in silence, she washed him thoroughly.

Afterward, she dried his body and draped a bath towel over him.

Ji Gui sat on the bed while the maid pulled up a stool to sit in front of him, taking a pair of nail clippers from her apron.

Give me your hand.

The maid trimmed Ji Gui’s long fingernails.

Please spread your legs.

The maid’s voice sounded from above him.

Ji Gui obediently lay down and spread his legs.

First came a cold sensation, followed by the feeling of liquid flowing along his skin. Ji Gui stared at the ceiling, his mind going blank.

The master will be here tonight. The maid’s hands didn’t stop moving as she repeated those words.

She paused and then continued, So, do you know what to do?

I know.

During these three months, he had watched many videos. Those videos and certain words always echoed in his mind.

Just like the lingering dark clouds in the sky.

Night fell.

Ji Gui sat on the bed, letting time slip away. The emotion of fear felt thin at this moment; he felt more of a sense of indifference.

Fear stems from the unknown, but he couldn’t exactly say he was ignorant of what was to come.

So, when he saw the man push the door open and enter, his first reaction was to smile.

A brilliantly radiant and enthusiastic smile.

The door was pushed open, and a tall figure nearly filled the frame.

Yuan Hui wore a well-tailored, dark silk robe, his figure tall and upright.

His facial features were sharp, with a tight jawline, a high bridge to his nose, and thin lips currently pressed into a somewhat indifferent straight line.

His gaze was calm. When he looked at Ji Gui, there was a scrutinizing quality to his eyes, a calm possessiveness that felt like he was evaluating an object.

As Yuan Hui approached, Ji Gui smelled a fragrance. He knew those were Pheromones.

The oppressive aura of an Alpha spread silently through the room.

Ji Gui stood up almost immediately, bowed, and then looked up with a smile. Hello.

Mm. The originally indifferent Alpha smiled. He took Ji Gui’s hand and pulled him to sit on the bed.

Ji Gui could tell from his smile that he seemed very satisfied with Ji Gui’s appearance.

This allowed Ji Gui to breathe a sigh of relief.

When Yuan Hui sat on the bed, he was still much taller than Ji Gui. Ji Gui could only barely meet his eyes.

Those eyes were full of warmth, with no trace of the indifference or scrutiny from a moment ago.

However, with just one look, Ji Gui instinctively knelt at Yuan Hui’s feet.

Then, he offered Yuan Hui a smile.

Come. Yuan Hui uttered only a single word and made a gesture.

No words were spoken. The quiet air was filled with the wet sounds of intimacy.

The taste wasn’t exactly delicious, but at least it was better than mop water.

It was a disgusting sensation and scent, but Ji Gui didn’t dare show even a hint of it. He still looked up occasionally, using misty eyes to gaze at Yuan Hui.

In Yuan Hui’s eyes, those were eyes that could draw out desire—sticky, smooth, and moist. Every ambiguous and dense word could be used to describe that look.

A surge of pleasure hit him. Yuan Hui pulled Ji Gui up and placed him on the bed.

Countless images played on a loop in Ji Gui’s mind, exactly like the rehearsals, and exactly like his imagination.

Those hands could wander over every inch of Ji Gui’s body. The most intimate contact began with Ji Gui’s active invitation.

The positions practiced in his mind were now being performed in reality.

Pain was almost inevitable. The pain that traveled inch by inch over his skin stimulated Ji Gui.

He looked up and saw Yuan Hui’s heaving chest and heard his heavy breathing.

Also inevitable was the memory of his mother.

The rising and falling spine, the muffled coughing, and the gloomy eyes.

Finally, Ji Gui shed a single tear and could no longer suppress a hysterical scream.

Tsk.

A sound of annoyance rang out.

The next second, a slap landed, accompanied by cold words.

Keep it down.

The screaming stopped abruptly. Ji Gui said in a muffled voice, I’m sorry.

In the latter half of the night, Ji Gui proactively exposed his neck—or rather, he simply tilted his head to one side.

As everyone knew, an omega’s glands were located there.

The meaning of this gesture was self-evident.

In truth, Ji Gui didn’t understand what a so-called Marking was. In his memory, the people in the videos did this. So he should do it too.

But the man above him only let out a light chuckle and said, Your glands haven’t even developed yet. What do you want me to bite?

Ji Gui froze. Yuan Hui’s words spun in his head for a long time as he repeatedly pondered their meaning.

His tone didn’t sound like a reproach, but Ji Gui didn’t dare jump to conclusions. He looked into Yuan Hui’s eyes and found they were filled with amusement.

This put him at ease. He replied, Can’t you bite if there are no glands?

He deliberately looked at Yuan Hui with watery eyes, and his tone was as light and soft as a cloud, sounding like he was acting spoiled.

The corners of his eyes were flushed like the sunset, making one’s heart flutter.

Theoretically, yes. This made Yuan Hui laugh out loud. He stroked Ji Gui’s cheek, moving from top to bottom before stopping at the neck.

To be precise, he stopped at the sternocleidomastoid muscle. Moving further back was where the omega’s glands would eventually grow.

Ji Gui didn’t understand Yuan Hui’s actions, so he didn’t respond, only secretly observing Yuan Hui’s expression.

Yuan Hui suddenly lowered his head and leaned into Ji Gui’s neck.

Warm breath puffed against Ji Gui’s skin. Ji Gui felt an itch but didn’t push him away; instead, he tilted his head further to the side to make it easier for Yuan Hui.

But you can’t be marked yet. You’ll have to wait a few more years.

A few breaths later, Ji Gui first felt a warm sensation against his skin, followed by a slight stinging pain.

On the pure white ceiling, Ji Gui saw their overlapping shadows.

*

The next day.

Ji Gui woke up in a state of chaos, feeling weak in his limbs and racked with pain. With even a slight movement, a bone-deep ache spread through his entire body.

You’re awake. The maid had been guarding his bedside.

Mm… Ji Gui didn’t know what to say, so he could only give a muffled response.

Fortunately, the maid didn’t seem to want to talk much either. She signaled for Ji Gui to show her his wounds. Ji Gui showed them to her.

It’s inflamed. The maid made her judgment and then skillfully took out a box of tablets and placed them on the cabinet.

Remember to take them after meals. Three times a day, one tablet at a time. After saying this, she turned and left.

Ji Gui was stunned for a long time before he managed to pull himself up and lean against the pillow. He tried to get out of bed, but every movement brought waves of pain.

The curtains only allowed a sliver of light through, leaving the room dim. Ji Gui fumbled around the side of the bed until he finally found the switch and turned on the light.

The next second, the door was pushed open. It was the maid returning with a tray, upon which sat a bowl of plain porridge.

She said nothing, simply handing the porridge to Ji Gui.

After Ji Gui finished eating, the maid told him to rest well and left with the tray.

It took about a week for Ji Gui’s injuries to heal.

The day after he recovered, Ji Gui went to the dining room the butler had mentioned.

A girl was sitting at the long dining table. She had jet-black curly hair and azure eyes. She sat with her chin in her hands, wearing a cream-colored dress with a puffy skirt and exquisite lace trim.

Her face was round with a rosy tint, like a ripening peach.

From a distance, she looked like a meticulously dressed porcelain doll.

Ji Gui’s appearance caught her attention.

She first sized him up nonchalantly, her eyes darkening imperceptibly before she gave a sweet smile. So you’re the master’s newcomer?

You look a bit cleaner than you did in the photos. She continued to rest her chin on her hands, tilting her head, her voice as sweet as cream.

Ji Gui had a general guess about her identity. She wasn’t much older than him, was exquisitely dressed, and seemed hostile toward him.

She sized Ji Gui up again for a while, then turned to the maid beside her. Bring me an avocado sandwich and a glass of milk.

After saying that, she beckoned to Ji Gui. Come, sit.

Ji Gui also wore a surface-level smile as he sat opposite her.

When the maid passed by him, he stopped her and asked, Could I have one as well?

Alright. The maid nodded.

The girl opposite him deepened her smile, lowering her hands to clench her skirt. She had originally intended to send the maid away on purpose to leave Ji Gui waiting there like a fool.

She hadn’t expected Ji Gui to be so thick-skinned as to call out to the maid immediately.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled again. I’m Ivy. And you?

The first confrontation had passed; next was the peaceful self-introduction phase. As a master of domestic intrigue who had driven away the previous pet, Ivy naturally couldn’t tolerate a newcomer like Ji Gui.

She had to figure out how to get rid of him.

Ji Gui.

Ivy fixed her gaze on Ji Gui’s neck. The red marks on his neck were fading, leaving only some faint pink traces.

After staring for a moment, her sweet smile was almost dripping with honey. The master must be very good to you.

She was jealous; it was an unavoidable emotion. But she couldn’t just step forward and slap Ji Gui.

Ji Gui didn’t understand why she was bringing this up out of nowhere, so he could only smile and say, I admire the master very much.

He couldn’t say he felt the master was bad to him, but he didn’t dare say he was good either. Therefore, he chose an ambiguous answer.

The maid arrived at that moment with their orders.

Ivy picked up a silver butter knife and slowly spread it over her sandwich, her eyes never leaving Ji Gui. That’s right. The master is very patient with obedient people. Just like the person who used to live in your room. His name was Lin Le. In the beginning, the master liked him very much too.

Ji Gui followed her lead, mimicking her actions perfectly.

What was this? Was she warning him? Telling him to be sensible?

Ji Gui didn’t think there was much to be said about such harmless words.

Next, Ivy took a small bite of her sandwich and tilted her head at Ji Gui with a smile. Him? Later on, he just wasn’t sensible enough. He wanted more… and then the master gave him to his younger brother. After that, well, I never saw him again.

It sounded like a threat, a deliberate attempt to create psychological pressure. Ji Gui gave a neutral Oh.

Ivy studied his expression for a moment and suddenly laughed.

But the next second, she slammed her sandwich down, her tone turning cold. What? Are you dissatisfied with me?

Ji Gui was also stunned. He hadn’t expected Ivy to lash out so directly. Between standing his ground and backing down, he chose to back down.

No, I’m just not interested in those kinds of things. Are you very interested in those who have left?

Who knows.

After a long silence, the two finished their meal and walked out of the dining room together.

At that moment, Ivy suddenly grabbed Ji Gui and suggested, Let’s go for a walk in the garden together.

Ji Gui shook his head. No, I want to go back and rest.

Ivy let go of him, watching him leave with a smile.

*

She knew that Yuan Hui was likely in his study at this time, so she went straight there, knocked politely, and was called inside.

Ivy pushed the study door open slightly, peeking half her body in. Her face had already shifted into an expression that was a mix of longing and timidity.

Yuan Hui was sitting alone at his desk, browsing information on his computer with a cup of black coffee by his side.

Master… Ivy’s voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of cautious cloying.

Yuan Hui looked up, moving his gaze from the screen to her. He had no expression, but he didn’t look displeased either. Ivy? Is something wrong?

Only then did Ivy walk fully into the room, her hands nervously clutching the lace trim of her skirt. She slowly moved to Yuan Hui’s side like a kitten craving affection but afraid of rejection. It’s nothing… I just missed you a little. Did I… did I disturb your work?

She tilted her face up, her azure eyes filled with just the right amount of admiration and unease.

Yuan Hui looked at her for a few seconds, seemingly enjoying her dependence. He reached out and casually ruffled her curly hair. It’s fine. Have you had breakfast?

Yes, I just finished. Ivy took the opportunity to move a little closer, her tone dropping. I ate with… with the new person.

Yuan Hui gave an Mm in response, his eyes returning to the screen for a moment, seemingly uninterested in her words.

Ivy waited for a while, observing Yuan Hui’s reaction. Seeing that he didn’t ask further, she worked up her emotions, her tone becoming aggrieved. Master…

What is it? Yuan Hui’s gaze finally landed on Ivy’s face.

He picked Ivy up, and she naturally leaned into his embrace, whispering, Master, did I do something wrong to make you dislike me?

At this, Yuan Hui stroked Ivy’s head and asked, Why would you say that?

Because… because the new one, Ji Gui, he seems to really dislike me. Ivy’s voice choked, and her eyes reddened. At breakfast, I tried to talk to him, but he ignored me. His attitude was so cold… I just wanted to get along with him.

She carefully observed Yuan Hui’s expression as she continued to add fuel to the fire. Later, I thought maybe I had accidentally offended him before, so I wanted to show some goodwill. I invited him to the garden for a walk and a chat to clear up any misunderstandings… but, but he just refused me directly and walked away without even looking back.

She grew more upset as she spoke, lowering her head and adding in a voice as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz, The maid sisters nearby saw it too… I know I’m just… not as fresh or likable as him, but he shouldn’t treat me like that…

After she finished, she said no more, just keeping her head down with her shoulders trembling slightly, waiting for Yuan Hui’s reaction.

You… Yuan Hui saw this, ruffled her hair again, and laughed. Don’t cry. If you want to teach him a lesson, go talk to the butler.

Hearing this, Ivy immediately hugged Yuan Hui and snuggled into his chest, saying coquettishly, I knew you were the best.

With the master’s permission, she could deal with Ji Gui without any restraint.

*

In a remote, dense forest, a cold wind rushed through, making the leaves rustle. The originally bright sky was covered by dark clouds, turning dim in an instant.

Beneath the canopy of the dense forest stood three people. they were caught in an inexplicable atmosphere of confusion and low spirits. They looked left and right, up and down, and finally looked at each other in disbelief.

A woman with long hair draped over her shoulders wore tight white clothing and a coat with straight, aesthetic lines and blue trim. She looked at her companions and murmured, Is this a miracle? Our flying boat actually vanished into thin air…

Perhaps. Another man with brown curly hair and deep features wore a similar white coat and an identical transparent gem in his left ear. He looked up through the leaves at the overcast sky.

The last man had shoulder-length hair and a matching outfit. He wore a pure white ring on his hand. He raised his hand to examine the ring. I saw it.

What? the other two asked in unison.

The traces of a Calamity.