Cannon Fodder Scum Alpha, Online Breadwinner (GL) - Chapter 1

Sang Ling’s head throbbed violently, as if someone had cracked open her skull.

Her forehead was sticky with a fishy stench, thick bl00d slowly trickling down her cheek.

Voices continued to buzz in her ears, worsening the pain in her head.

“Ma’am? Ma’am!”

Sang Ling suddenly opened her eyes, realizing she was holding a pen, and a burly man’s fleshy face loomed large before her.

“Ma’am?” The burly man was dressed in a black suit. Muscles bulged around his thick neck, making him look like a typical brute. Yet despite the appearance, his words were relatively polite. Seeing that Sang Ling had come to her senses, he continued:

“Ma’am, the contract has been printed. You only need to sign and confirm the sale of this Omega to us, and the debt you owe to Miss Jiang will be written off.”

The information was overwhelming. Sang Ling instinctively narrowed her eyes, digesting keywords like Omega and gambling debt.

As she processed this, she also scanned her surroundings.

She was in a shabby, cramped living room that resembled a slum. The ceiling was low and grimy. Over a dozen men in black suits, clearly bodyguards or thugs, were scattered around the small space, exuding an oppressive aura.

She was seated on a sofa, the burly man stood in front of her, and a contract was laid out on the coffee table. Not far away, a woman was being pinned to the ground by four thugs, her face forced against the floor.

What the hell is going on?

The man pointed to the woman being pressed to the ground and continued, “This Omega, Lin Jinxu, had the audacity to smash a flower vase on a distinguished Alpha. If you’d like to specify her punishment, we’d be happy to carry it out on your behalf.”

Lin Jinxu? Isn’t that the villain from the novel I just finished reading?

Sang Ling’s eyes widened slightly—she remembered everything.

She had transmigrated into an interstellar ABO novel as a cannon-fodder scumbag Alpha also named Sang Ling. And Lin Jinxu, the Omega, was the final boss who would eventually destroy the world.

In this interstellar setting, Alphas were noble and rare, physically and mentally superior, controlling military and armed forces. Betas made up the majority and were the backbone of the economy.

But Omegas—though beautiful—were considered weak and held the lowest status. Legally stripped of their human rights, they were reduced to playthings for Alphas and elite Betas.

Omegas were high-priced commodities, bought, sold, and abused at will, doomed to a tragic life from birth.

Lin Jinxu, pinned to the floor and covered in bl00d, was a typical example.

She had originally been the spouse of the original Sang Ling’s older sister—making her the sister-in-law. With her stunning beauty and gentle nature, she was a premium Omega, a luxury item in this twisted society.

But after the sister’s mysterious death, Lin Jinxu was inherited like property by the original Sang Ling, a loser of an Alpha.

The original Sang Ling was 19, a sophomore at a military academy. She cared too much about appearances and was addicted to gambling. Her debts piled up, most notably to a powerful noble Alpha heiress from the academy—a debt she couldn’t repay.

Despite her status as an Alpha, the original Sang Ling had only C-rank mental power and came from a poor background. In contrast, the Jiang family was an elite aristocratic house. Faced with an Alpha heiress from such a family, she stood no chance.

To repay her debt, the scumbag original suggested selling her stunning Omega sister-in-law, Lin Jinxu, to the underground casino run by the Jiang family—a paradise for Alphas, a hellish nightmare for Omegas.

Once sold, Lin Jinxu would be auctioned off in stages—her first night, second night, first round of training, second round of training. Each step would be sold to different clients to give them the thrill of breaking an Omega’s spirit and proving that no Alpha would ever come to their rescue.

If clients desired more, the casino offered tools and drugs to enhance the experience, all in the name of pleasure.

When the clients grew bored, the Omega would be made a public servant—abused by anyone and everyone.

In the original story, Lin Jinxu endured three years in that underground casino. Every bone in her body was broken. She underwent countless surgeries. But eventually, she escaped.

By then, Lin Jinxu had completely blackened. Gone was the naive girl sold into torment. Her natural brilliance reclaimed its place—she resumed her studies in biology and eventually gained control of several major pharmaceutical companies.

With power in hand, her meticulous, insane revenge reached its peak. She exterminated everyone connected to the underground casino—staff, bosses, clients. Countless noble Alphas fell into her hands, begged for mercy, groveled like dogs, yet were still executed in the cruelest ways imaginable.

Naturally, the original Sang Ling—the one who sold her—was also captured. Now the ruler of the pharmaceutical industry, Lin Jinxu kept her by her side and tortured her daily with unspeakable methods, reviving her repeatedly with rare medicines just to prolong her torment—trapped between life and death.

In the final chapter, as the protagonists closed in, Lin Jinxu—dressed in regal attire—stood in her lab, smiling like an iris in full bloom, and pressed the button that would destroy the world.

At her command, billions of Zerg she had cultivated were unleashed, sweeping through and annihilating human civilization.

And Lin Jinxu? She lay on the lab’s cold floor with the original Sang Ling, her vast purple gown blooming like a funeral flower, as the screams of the Alpha being devoured echoed in her ears.

Lin Jinxu closed her eyes calmly and allowed the Zerg to consume her.

And now, Sang Ling had transmigrated into the body of this scumbag cannon-fodder Alpha.

A woman who had never even run a red light in her life—whose biggest thrill was helping old ladies cross the street—was now in this hellish world.

What kind of garbage setting is this?!

What the hell is she supposed to do?!

“Ma’am?”

The Beta bodyguard, seeing her hesitation, assumed she wasn’t satisfied with the punishments. “Shall I introduce our punishment packages?”

Just now, the seemingly gentle and refined Lin Jinxu had violently resisted when the bodyguards tried to grab her. The original Sang Ling had tried to help subdue her, only to get her head bashed in with a flower vase—causing Sang Ling’s soul to cross over.

“Once the Omega is sold to us, she’ll have no further relation to you. But as the Alpha she offended, you’re entitled to administer one punishment.”

The Beta waved his hand, and one of the guards lifted Lin Jinxu’s head, pushing aside the bl00d-soaked hair clinging to her face, revealing her true features.

Sang Ling had read about Lin Jinxu’s beauty, but still, her breath caught in that moment.

Not a single part of her face was flawed—delicately refined, with a hint of mixed heritage. It was the kind of striking beauty that could erase everything from a person’s mind.

And yet, she wore no makeup. Her expression was docile, betraying no trace of the resistance she’d just shown. Crimson bl00d stained her jade-like skin, creating a jarring contrast that gave her a dangerously alluring aura.

Sang Ling quickly snapped out of it and met Lin Jinxu’s gaze—only to find eyes as black as the abyss, unreadable.

“A high-grade Omega like her fetches exorbitant prices at auction—far beyond your means. But we do have some methods that won’t affect the bidding.”

The Beta was incredibly professional, yet every word he spoke made Sang Ling’s headache worse—she even felt the urge to call the police.

“If you’re willing, we have trainers specialized in whipping, using custom leather to maximize pain without leaving deep marks.”

At those words, Sang Ling noticed Lin Jinxu’s expressionless face tremble slightly.

“Water torture is also highly recommended. It leaves almost no marks but inflicts immense, especially mental, pain. I guarantee she’ll never forget the experience.”

Lin Jinxu closed her eyes. Though her face remained blank, her lashes quivered like a frightened butterfly.

She silently listened to the Beta’s words, forcing herself not to tremble, but every sentence plunged her deeper into despair.

“In fact, if you prefer a hands-on approach, we can allow it—so long as you don’t use tools.”

The Beta asked Sang Ling, “Which option would you like?”

Lin Jinxu almost laughed in despair. Which option? She knew her supposed sister-in-law well—a vile Alpha addicted to gambling, with a temper as rotten as any Alpha’s. After getting her head bashed in, she must be eager to unleash every method on her.

So be it, Lin Jinxu thought in resignation. Get beaten half to death, then sold as a toy to that underground hell. Isn’t this just how an Omega’s life goes? Just endure, like a thing.

She didn’t realize the utter despair and resignation she radiated—like a golden canary in a cage, bruised and battered, finally choosing to submit, with an air of decadent allure that made others want to hurt her more.

“Please sign, Ma’am. Once you do, we can proceed.”

“In fact, I’d also recommend bundling the Omega cub for sale. The nurturing genre is quite popular right now,” the Beta added. “That way, you won’t have to raise her, and you’ll even earn an extra 100,000 starcoins after clearing your debt.”

Cub? What cub? Sang Ling frowned, her headache worsening.

But the previously silent Omega suddenly began struggling violently. In a miracle of strength, she broke free from the four guards and lunged toward the Beta’s feet.

“No—!” she began, but a guard swiftly silenced her and tried to drag her away.

Lin Jinxu fought with all her might but couldn’t escape four men. She reached out with all her strength, grasping the leg of Sang Ling’s pants.

Sang Ling looked down. She was wearing her black military academy combat uniform, tucked into shiny black boots. Lin Jinxu’s pale, slender hand clutched the fabric like it was a priceless treasure.

She looked at Sang Ling with unwavering eyes, dark with thick, turbulent emotions. Her voice was hoarse but firm:

“Sell me. Don’t sell her.”

The battered woman didn’t get the chance to plead further. She was quickly dragged away and silenced.

Lin Jinxu, mouth covered, hair disheveled and bloodied, was still staring obstinately at Sang Ling.

Sang Ling’s mind spun painfully. Half a minute later, she finally remembered—Xiao Yao was her niece. Lin Jinxu’s daughter.

More accurately, Xiao Yao was adopted by Lin Jinxu. No one knew where the child came from. She was four years old and had no relation to Sang Ling. To the original, this wasn’t kindness—it was utter stupidity.

Sang Ling’s gaze shifted slowly to a corner of the room, easily spotting a little girl curled up there. She trembled, face soaked with tears, lips bitten to silence.

Seeing the bl00d on the child’s lips, Sang Ling’s headache reached its peak.

This world is absolute garbage. Can it just go ahead and destroy itself already?

Lin Jinxu watched her. The Alpha’s gaze kept hovering over Xiao Yao, never rejecting the Beta’s proposal, and her heart sank completely. Of course—Alphas are all scum. They never see Omegas as human.

She stopped resisting. Her eyes filled with bone-deep hatred—like a venomous snake or a mother wolf—locked on Sang Ling. The sheer intensity made Sang Ling’s scalp tingle.

She was certain—if Lin Jinxu had the chance, she’d slowly slice her to pieces without hesitation.

But it was that same unbearable pain and despair that stunned Sang Ling. How can one person carry so much agony, so much emotion?

“Ma’am, are you ready?”

The Beta bodyguard urged again, his tone gruff with impatience.

The bl00d-covered Alpha, handsome and composed, sat upright on the sofa. She frowned slightly, holding the pen above the contract.

All she had to do was sign. The debt would disappear, the two Omega burdens would be gone, and she could return to living a carefree Alpha life. Not just for the original, but even for her—a transmigrator—this was a golden opportunity. Only a fool would reject it.

Everyone thought she’d sign without hesitation.

But then—the Alpha gently set the pen down on the table.

A clear voice rang out, tinged with a sigh:

“I’m not signing.”