The First Boss of Strange Tales

【The “Love and Terror in the South Seas” instance has been cleared.】 In the third year of the spiritual qi revival, all of humanity was dragged into a real supernatural horror game called Strange Tales. The game randomly selects urban legends and turns them into instances. Win, and the instance boss becomes a guardian deity protecting a region, keeping all evil at bay. Lose, and the supernatural horrors fully revive, bringing every area involved in the instance to ruin! The stakes are enormous. Players taking part in the instances and viewers watching the livestreams hate one thing most of all: useless idiots who drag everyone down. Unfortunately, when a disaster-level instance opened, someone like that was matched into the game. Silver-gray hair, a world-weary face, and a sickly look. While everyone else fought, he slept. While they ran for their lives, he took a bath. No matter how good-looking he was, he couldn't hide that “I don't want to live, so let's all die together” vibe. Then they opened his profile and saw: A 24-karat, certified newbie. Everyone's vision went black. Fuck, even the boss wouldn't need more than one bite to swallow him! Nobody knew that Wei E had once been dragged into another, higher-dimensional infinite world. There, a small instance came every three days and a major one every five. Every instance was oppressive, insane, and hopeless, driving people to their deaths. Not one player had lasted three years. Wei E was the first who might make it to his third year, after blowing up the Lord God. As the Lord God's space collapsed, Wei E thought back on three years of endless, five-year-long struggles for survival and swore fiercely: If I get another life, I absolutely won't get dragged into this again! He opened his eyes and found himself back on the familiar Blue Star. Before he could even celebrate, he discovered that... the Lord God had come out with him. :) · The day the hunting ground was destroyed, the Lord God swore that sooner or later, it would kill that insolent ant. Whenever Wei E looked up while brushing his teeth, he would see the words written on the mirror: “In one hundred days, I will kill you.” On day fifty, a player confessed to Wei E. On day thirty, Wei E reached the top of Strange Tales' Most Charming Men list. On day ten, an instance boss threw itself into his arms. On day five, day three, every day, someone on the forums declared they were Wei E's dog. On the final day, the Lord God really did grip Wei E by the throat, its voice dark and crazed. “I told you, sooner or later, I would kill you.” But as it watched Wei E's weary lips curl up, it thought it might have to try a different approach. For example, being underneath him. When Wei E cleared the first calamity-level instance, some people thought it was just a coincidence. But after one disaster-level instance after another was solved, and people returned from certain death, they finally realized it wasn't a coincidence. It was the hope that could rekindle the wasteland: Slaying the Dragon King in the ghostly seas of southern Fujian Burning the bones at the shrine in the barren mountains of southern Yunnan Passing through the Dragon Gate beneath the ghost executioner's blade Snatching living souls from the Kitchen God's mouth In this absurd, hopeless world, he was the walking First Boss! Notes: This is a nontraditional infinite-flow story. A mad, evil god with countless fragmented secret identities as the top, and a ruthless, cool-headed guy as the bottom: Yan Ling x Wei E The pairing must not be split, reversed, or turned into an unconventional ship. One-on-one. The cover was commissioned with exclusive permission for web publication. The author likes commissioning artwork and may change the cover from time to time during serialization. I love every cover, so please don't argue about them. Reader's guide: Don't bring up other authors or their works in my comments, and don't bring me up in other people's comments. No bashing, comparisons, or disruptive comments of any kind. Don't reverse or split the pairing. Don't guess every instance from the blurb, and don't piece together four lines of doggerel 【. December 2022, screenshots archived. Plagiarism of my ideas will be pursued. Here's another upcoming story about the revival of supernatural horrors: “I'm a Half-Immortal in a Haunted World” Three years after graduation, Cen Xu, a dirt-poor archaeology graduate, finally inherited the family trade and became... a fortune-teller under a pedestrian bridge【. Who knew that right after he put up his sign, a demon would smash in his door in the middle of the night and tell him he wasn't a professional because he had only switched careers halfway through? Cen Xu: “????” Seriously, sir, do you need a pedigree to swindle people? Making a living at this was hard, rent was even harder to pay, and after his stall had been wrecked for the nth time, Cen Xu took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and gave all the demons and monsters a benevolent smile. What kind of era is this, still discriminating against people who didn't major in the field? Screw them all! Years later, after breaking the ghost ferry on the Yellow River, pacifying the corpse-filled shallows of Dongwan, and solving a blood-blade case caused by a yin-yang ley line that had remained divided for thirty years... Cen Xu, the leading master of the occult path, holder of first-rank talismans and inheritor of several mountain lineages, sighed to his many admirers: “I really don't want to become an immortal.” After all, becoming an immortal still means working 9 to 9, six days a week. A new-era part-time gig in the underworld for half-immortals: 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., one day off a week, year-round. Unfortunately, the King of Hell offered him a high salary. * “There is only one kind of ghost in this world: a poor one.” Cen Xu. Supernatural folk customs, a cool guy and a poor ghost fall in love【x】 A rich heir from a distinguished family, whose wife is all thanks to his money, as the top x a man who made a late comeback and beats the stuffing out of all the martial-world big shots, as the bottom Thesis: Living is what matters.