[Western Crossover] The Reclusive Emmanuel

This novel will enter VIP on January 19, with 10,000-character updates dropping for three days in a row. Thank you so much for your support. Please add my upcoming story, "[Western Crossover] I'm Not a Slime!", to your favorites. The blurb is at the very bottom. Emanuel Green, president of the Green Group, a fixture in the top twenty of the Forbes rankings, talented, rich, handsome, and single, has an unknown superpower: he can use thoughts from his subconscious to create things that might not exist in reality. At a banquet, surrounded by women, Emanuel thought, "This is so annoying. Wouldn't it be great if I were already married? Why don't these women go after that arms dealer? He's obviously the type they like, and he's richer than me." The next second, a solid-gold marriage certificate appeared in his hand, bearing the names of Emanuel and a certain arms dealer. Emanuel was so mortified he wanted to shut himself away. "I only thought of three keywords: 'marriage,' 'a certain arms dealer,' and 'rich.' Why did something this weird appear?" Later, after learning the truth, the other person said, "No, darling. It's actually because, deep down, you wanted to marry me." Pairing: a handsome, rich man with lifts in his shoes × a handsome, rich man. They bicker at first, then dote on each other and shower everyone with PDA. No fixed top or bottom. Reader's guide: 1. OOC, OOC, OOC! 2. Low magic at first, then everyone's combat power goes through the roof in the middle and later parts. The male lead eventually becomes invincible. 3. The characters are no smarter than the author. The loquat tree of the author's logic is already tall and leafy. 4. All professional knowledge is made up! Alternate setting! Alternate setting! Alternate setting! Here's an upcoming story. Please add it to your favorites: "[Western Crossover] I'm Not a Slime!" Ruby transmigrated. Suddenly, she became a sticky alien symbiote that could only move by parasitizing others, a pure support type who couldn't function without a Host. The only way for her to become a normal human again was to achieve a perfect match with the Hosts designated by the System. And so Ruby began her humble journey as an alien begging powerful people to let her parasitize them. Ruby: Please, please let me parasitize you! QAQ I can make you stronger, really! At first: The Hosts: Ew! Where did this slime come from? It's all sticky and gross! Stay away from me! Later: The Hosts: Why? I was the one who got parasitized first. How did things end up like this... Theme: Divinity, humanity, and choice