The Real Young Master Is Done Playing Along

Ci Yan was hit by a dump truck while crossing the road, dragged beneath its wheels, and killed on the spot.

But when he opened his eyes, the System told him he'd been dragged into a story about a fake young master doted on by everyone, as the miserable real young master who served as his foil.

Ci Yan gave a cool smile.

Who wants to live? He certainly doesn't.

He immediately turned around and jumped into the river, but didn't die.

The System wouldn't let him die.

So that's how it is.

He pulled out his respirator and barged into a nearby experimental middle school. After turning in an almost perfect exam, he successfully transferred schools.

The System let out a piercing shriek, for a little while.

Because he fell into the river again.

This time, he didn't jump. He was just passing by to enjoy the breeze on an overpass and look at the river when a car hit him as he leaned against the railing.

And whoosh, he was in the river.

Before Ci Yan hit the water, the System begged him not to die. The guy who hit him begged him not to die, too.

On my first day after transmigrating, both the System and the locals begged me not to die.

1. The protagonist has something wrong with his head, and his mental state is especially delightful.

[As long as I don't want to live, everyone has to beg me not to die.]

2. Pure wish fulfillment. When the protagonist goes crazy, he only wrecks other people. He absolutely will not let anyone wreck him.

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1. The Narrator Broadcasts Everyone's Inner Thoughts

The fourteenth year of the Yuanle era.

One day, Fifth Prince His Highness Prince Jin, Shi Xiejiu, went out to have fun. Returning to his residence drunk, he accidentally fell into a pond. When they pulled him out, his forehead was burning and his mind was muddled. After being unconscious for ten days, he woke up with a divine artifact.

It was called the Narration System.

Thus, Prince Jin's carefree, happy life of avoiding conflict and just wanting to get a fief as soon as possible so he could go enjoy himself came crashing down. He had no choice but to get up at three every morning to attend court.

Shi Xiejiu was so sleepy he wanted to die.

He'd finally transmigrated and gotten a good identity. He had no interest in fighting for the throne; he just wanted to live a peaceful life, enjoying good food, drink, and fun.

He'd finally worn down the emperor by pestering him until his father made an exception and agreed to send him off to his fief in a month, never to see him again. But then...

Narration:

["But who could've guessed he'd get stuck with the Narration System, this useless piece of junk, and have to stay in this godforsaken place where he has to attend court before dawn every day? He pestered Father nonstop, crawled under the bed pretending to be insane and spouting nonsense, hung a white silk noose inside his room and swung from it, and drank random medicine until he got poisoned. All that was for nothing! Couldn't this damned narration go bother someone else?!"]

Prince Jin cursed the narration in his heart once again.

The Narration System hereby responds: Once bound, no returns or exchanges, dear.

"I'm so done. That damned narration just broadcast my inner thoughts again." Prince Jin, bereft of the will to live and with no choice but to get used to it, thought, "At least everyone in the capital already knows how much trouble I cause. Father won't lecture me over this stuff again."

"...This is ridiculous. Why is it broadcasting me again?" Prince Jin was fed up. "There are so many people in court. Can't it broadcast someone else for once?!"

"You cause trouble until the whole capital knows about it, and you still think it's no big deal? You clearly haven't been scolded enough!" Emperor Yuanle's face twisted with anger. Then he realized the narration had actually obeyed Fifth Son and switched targets, and that he'd become the new one. This made him even angrier.]

Shi Xiejiu: "..." Great. I'm done for.

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The court fell into an eerie silence.

Fortunately, Emperor Yuanle was the founding emperor. He had always been strong, broad-minded, calm, and in complete control.

"Prince Jin is fined one month's allowance and must copy a book five times. He's not allowed out until he finishes!"

Emperor Yuanle felt much better.

Shi Xiejiu did not.

Narration:

["Seriously? Copying books again? Can't that old geezer come up with a different punishment? He made me copy ten times last time, and I nearly went numb. Luckily, I'd had Sister Lüping and the others practice copying my handwriting since childhood, so they did more than half for me. That's the only reason the old geezer didn't notice."]

Prince Jin thought this, then realized in despair that the narration had its eye on him again.

His heart went cold.

"As expected of Fifth Son. He thought to have the people around him learn his handwriting and copy books for him since he was a child. Why didn't I think of that back then?"

The Fourth Prince regretted it immensely, realizing that all those books he'd copied by hand had been pointless suffering. He should have known Fifth Son had been a little rascal from the start. Every time he finished copying, he was far too cheerful. There was clearly something fishy going on.

Fourth Prince: "..."

Shi Xiejiu was grateful: Brothers forever, in my heart.

Fourth Prince: Don't be grateful. I don't want it at all!

2. The Moon Meteorite's Daily Life Containing Strange Objects

Strange objects were becoming more and more common on Earth. Chen Sui, an unknown meteorite that had crashed into the planet, was also a registered strange object.

Humans gave him a job at the Strange Object Containment Bureau, where he became an externally contracted containment officer.

A few years passed, and Chen Sui gradually settled into human society.

Then one day, after successfully containing a strange object as usual, Chen Sui returned home and found something that had fallen outside his door: a... miniature moon?

The miniature moon transformed into a black-haired girl before his eyes.

The two nonhumans faced each other in silence. After a long pause, Chen Sui called the head of the Strange Object Containment Bureau.

Chen Sui: "A strange object showed up at my house."

The bureau chief, who was in the middle of containing the [Automatic Answering Pen] strange object: "Bring it back."

Chen Sui: "That might be a problem."

Chen Sui glanced at Bai You, who was trying hotpot for the first time and had her eyes squeezed shut because it tasted so good, then looked up at the big, bright moon in the sky.

Lately, the moon had been acting like this all the time, growing dark and bright by turns, sometimes even bobbing up and down like it was dancing.

The people of Earth couldn't make sense of the moon's behavior, and all sorts of people were guessing that it had gained consciousness.

Most people took it as a joke, though, and no one seriously believed it.

Chen Sui: It may sound absurd and make no sense, but it's actually true.

The bureau chief was confused. Was there a strange object Chen Sui couldn't contain?

Chen Sui: "She's... the one up there."

Bureau chief: "...?"

The one up there? A god?

He'd worked in strange object containment for years and never seen a god. Gods were just part of myths and legends!

When the bureau chief arrived at the scene, he fell silent for a moment, then understood. Oh, she wasn't a god after all. She was the moon.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The moon had become a strange object?!

Of course not. Bai You, the Moon, had always been conscious.

Bai You: "Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune are all conscious, too."

Bureau chief: "..."

Bai You: "Earth is conscious, too."

Bureau chief: "..."

Bai You: "The Sun is conscious as well, but it usually ignores us... Anyway, it has never spoken to me."

Bureau chief: "..."

Chen Sui took out some fast-acting heart medication. The bureau chief swallowed three pills at once, and finally came to his senses.

The Strange Object Containment Bureau was in an uproar.

So were the higher-ups.

After several rounds of heated discussion, Bai You was allowed to stay at Chen Sui's home for the time being.

Chen Sui: "She's the moon..."

Bureau chief: "At least you're both from outer space, so you have something in common."

Chen Sui, the unknown meteorite who didn't think they had anything in common: "..." Fine.

Later, Chen Sui looked at a bunch of "people" crowded around a table, chattering away as they ate hotpot. "..." He wasn't sure this was a good idea.

This was his home, not a gathering place for the stars of the solar system.

"Come eat!" Bai You grabbed him and pulled him back into his seat. "Try this. It's new, and it's so good."

Chen Sui looked at the tender, white crystal dumplings in his bowl and sighed silently. Fine, his place could be a gathering spot after all.

"Let's get these again next time."

"Mm."

[A story about the stars of the solar system enjoying life in the human world, and the Moon and a meteorite containing all kinds of strange objects.]

Theme: Life has its bitter and sweet moments, so don't let it weigh you down too much