Lu Xi transmigrated into a farming game.
And she had to survive for twenty-five years, or she'd be trapped there forever.
As a veteran player, Lu Xi was sure twenty-five years would pass in the blink of an eye.
But after her city went through its eighth famine and the big neighbor next door had marched its army to the border for the twentieth time, Lu Xi finally broke down.
"You lousy developers, if you've got the guts, just kill me already!"
Rumble
A bolt of lightning struck her, leaving Lu Xi crispy on the outside and tender inside, deliciously crunchy.
"...You really do have what it takes."
Infrastructure paves the road to happiness. Let's build a wonderful new life together!
Lu Xi got her head in the game, rolled up her sleeves, and set to work. She led a bunch of lazy NPCs to build up their strength, ready to strike back at the enemy with a fatal blow
Then she woke up, and three years had passed.
The air was thick with smoke, corpses littered the land, ruins stretched as far as the eye could see, and the empire was on the brink of collapse.
Lu Xi: "...?"
So this was a game you played just for fun, huh?
*
The second female lead's romance route
The first thing I saw in this world was you.
And the last thing I see will be you, too.
You appeared in my life again and again, effortlessly taking control of everything.
From childhood to adolescence, from a young girl to a bride.
Yet your eyes never once lingered on me.
Not even for a moment.
But it doesn't matter.
I may be insignificant, but I am not lowly.
In the carriage taking me far away to marry, I looked back at you beneath the willows by the pavilion, standing there to see me off. For the first time, I felt such an overwhelming desire.
What if I upended the world? What if I stirred up a storm? I wanted to make this whole world lose its peace.
Three years later, I waited for you, just as promised.
And for the sharp edge of your sword
"I'll be the one to deal with my own people."
Your voice was just as it had been all those years ago, every word ringing clear and firm.
The sword pressed to my throat, blood staining my clothes.
I smiled.
Listen closely.
She said I was hers.
*
In a sentence:
We met when I was one,
and parted when I was twenty-five.
Though we met only thirteen times,
it was enough to stay with me forever.
*
27/08/2025
Theme: Be the leading lady of your own life
