My Clones Grind Away While I Relax, and Bait the Fish While I Drink

(This novel has no female lead, no scheming between the righteous and evil factions, just the protagonist poaching talent from both sides.)

(The pacing may be a little slow. I write however I feel like, and you can read however you like. I may get more and more carried away as the story goes on. ಥ_ಥ)

“Ahem, listen up, clones. We’ve transmigrated into the world of a game. There are demonic beasts here, as well as ghosts and demons...”

“So, everyone present, only if I stay alive can I lead you all to live well.”

“Hey, old man!”

Bai Yu looked at the clones surrounding him and felt a little numb.

The kind of numbness that makes your scalp tingle.

“Things are different now. From today on, we’re the originals, and you’re the clone.”

“But I’m obviously the original.”

“The strong one is the original. The weak can only become a clone. Original, I want so badly to improve.”

(Author unknown, writing skills unknown. I made an outline, but I’m not following it. I write whatever I feel like, whatever comes to mind.)

(No CP + no female lead + solo player in a historical-style xianxia game + clone-focused story)