The Male Wife from the Republic of China

A young imperial physician transmigrates into Republican-era China: a charming young opera performer with the bearing of a noble family, outwardly fierce but inwardly gentle, paired with a world-class tycoon who commands a financial empire, is ruthless and occasionally willful, and is a mature older man.

A genius imperial physician from the late Qing, fluent in eight languages and well-read in classic medical texts from China and abroad, finds himself in 2012 for no apparent reason after his family falls apart and he becomes an opera performer. His body has returned to the age of sixteen or seventeen, and his mind is filled with memories that don't belong to him. He has become a homeless sixteen-year-old who just finished the college entrance exams, had his admission letter switched, and can only attend a mediocre arts college.

Wang Ze doesn't know whether his past and present selves are Zhuang Zhou dreaming he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming it was Zhuang Zhou. Or perhaps everything happening now is merely a dream his soul is having after death.

Helian Jin was stunned. His entire bodyguard team lay sprawled on the ground. As the devil of Europe's, America's, and Asia's foremost reclusive wealthy family, he was the man who controlled the currents of the world's underworld economy. For the first time, he realized that the bodyguards supposedly feared throughout the assassin and mercenary worlds were so utterly useless.

Of course, even more surprising was that this man, whom princesses, heiresses, and noble young men around the world coveted, and both loved and feared, had just been taken by a kid who looked barely into his teens!

Helian Jin: Can I have a moment to myself?

Wang Ze lifted his chin slightly: ...Could you think about your moment later?

Helian Jin: ...

The third time Wang Ze ran into Helian Jin: ...Since we've already rolled around together twice, how about you become my backer?

Helian Jin: If you weren't so fierce, I'd consider it.

Wang Ze raised his delicate little chin, all haughty: Marry me, and I won't be fierce.

Helian Jin: ... (A cute, feisty husband like this is irresistible.) Deal.

A new story, a new beginning: "I Found Some Money by the Roadside"

Other transmigrators get guidance from their System. Ning Qian suspects his System has turned into a mission hall. Other people's System missions include "Become a handsome man everyone loves," "Reach the top of the entertainment industry," and "After killing the male lead, I became the male lead's first love." ...

His missions are things like: Kill one skeleton man, earn one merit point; gather ten jin of soul-stealing herbs, earn five merit points; deliver a baby, earn five merit points; or take on a lifelong mission: become a knockoff Ultraman, fight monsters, and save the world. Kill two mid-level beasts to earn two chances at a lucky draw...

For his first lucky draw, Ning Qian got a "Better luck next time" and the Floating Immortal Abode, a portable space that charges rent in merit points. Don't pay, and you die, die, die.

For his second lucky draw, while everyone else was rushing around to become a citizen of the Dark World and qualify as an ability user, mage, or cultivator, he got the chance to become a disciple of the Hongmeng Immortal Sect. Then came chopping wood, hauling manure, delivering packages, cleaning, and working in the kitchen... Damn it, he has no time to cultivate!

Ding: Discovered at Plane 91. Smuggling medicinal pills across the border. Merit points deducted.

For his Nth draw, congratulations! A compulsory travel ticket to an interstellar world. Please proceed to the Misty Star Domain within three days of receiving this ticket and take the place of the galaxy's youngest author at the final literary event of their life.

Ding: Discovered at Plane 91. Smuggling a high-tech AI computer across the border. Merit points deducted.

Ning Qian (T_T)/~~: I just wanted a little compensation after finishing my missions. Do you believe me?

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