The Perfect Marriage Assigned by the State

(Revising the plot throughout the entire story.)

Colonel Nolan disappeared in a war ten years ago. Ten years later, the general returned aboard a warship, owing ten years of single tax.

If he doesn't get married within a month, His Majesty the Emperor's medal ceremony for him will probably have to be held in a prison cell.

Fortunately, the country has a marriage assignment office. Computer matching solves every bachelor’s marriage problem on the spot.

But the computer assigned him the person he would least have expected, just as he requested.

Unfortunately, humans are all creatures who end up loving what they once rejected.

After they really got married and moved in together, Nolan's biggest headache became figuring out how to turn his fake marriage with Danze into a real one.

(The won't-take-no-for-an-answer version)

Danze only wanted to put on an act so he could be free. But after the act was over, he never expected the general to refuse to divorce him!

Nolan: You want a divorce? If you dare divorce me, I'll bring the entire army to cry outside your design institute!

Danze: ...Have some shame!

The entire army: Professor Danze, please leave us some dignity! We don't want to cry outside the design institute!

A steady, mischievous, shameless, scheming gong x an older, steady, tsundere, hot-tempered shou.

Spinning 365 degrees, dropping to my knees, and sprinting toward you: please, add this to your reading list!

Coming Next

When other people transmigrated, at least they were still human. Qiu Tong had it worse: he wasn't even a person anymore. He had become a city.

It was covered in rubble and dirt, with not a blade of grass growing on its surface.

Even if his foot got itchy and he wanted to scratch it, the city's only intact stone house would be at risk of collapsing...

Qiu Tong figured he might as well open the interface. It didn't matter if it was a bit rough around the edges. With a sea view and springtime flowers, surely he could find people to live there, develop it, and explore it!

So people on Earth received a message.

[The world's first neural-link online game is now open for its permanent closed beta! Experience the realism of transmigration firsthand and explore a completely new, unknown world! Limited spots! One account per person!]

And so Qiu Tong's city welcomed a group of players who had truly transmigrated together (but were supposedly just taking part in a game beta).

After learning the truth, Qiu Tong's CP just laughed and said, "You're telling a whopping lie. Aren't you afraid people will find out and expose you?"

Qiu Tong: "Nope. My skin's as thick as a real city wall now!"

By day, a city; by night, a person: a sharp-tongued, scheming gong x a steady, mischievous, energetic, hot-tempered leader shou. A double-layered milk pudding pairing, in a primitive-society progression story.

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