An Oriental Fantasy Journey: I Should Never Have Boarded the Heavenly Market Express

(A note in advance: no CP.) On the Sea of Sand, Lannuoer is a nobody, nothing more... or is she? At least, that's true now. So it wasn't true before? Is that it? Perhaps, as a certain someone named Lan once said, you and I are both “the ignorant.”

“Big sister...” This is neither a comedy nor a tragedy, and Lannuoer's past is shrouded in mystery. “Dongfang Huan, until we meet again.” Everything seems calm on the surface, but beneath it, undercurrents surge, and nothing is easy to figure out. “Grandpa~” Is it just a meadow? Perhaps it's a swamp with grass growing over it. “Luo! Chang! Sheng!” Is it merely a shallow lake? That's a superficial reading: it may be a bottomless pool.

“My name is Wu Baisui.” What you hear and see isn't necessarily true. The human heart is hard to fathom, and the world is full of surprises. Everything is uncertain, yet somehow it all seems predetermined.

“Young man, behave yourself.” Is it an independent variable or a dependent one? Perhaps both, or neither. “Take care of yourself.” Whether fate is fair may not matter.

Was it all planned from the start, or did things just happen that way? No one can say for sure...

If you have any taste preferences, tell the brick. The brick will season things promptly and make sure the whole book is safe to eat!

If you'd like, I can write bonus chapters, crossovers, or everyday-life stories (the brick can do crossovers with the crew, too!).

The runaway brick from the Celestial Palace of Changcheng Kingdom is at your service!