Bi Kong transmigrated to a parallel world, where he met another version of himself.
This version had exactly the same family circumstances and life experiences as him, but seemed to have a completely different personality.
Bi Kong was puzzled by this, until one morning he woke up and found himself at the scene of an escape game. Amid a deadly game where killing and death were the main themes, the top player his teammates talked about had the same name as him.
Bi Kong: ?? Who am I, where am I? Which one is me, and who is the top player?
A few dozen minutes later, he locked eyes with another version of himself, who had just kicked down the door.
“We’re the same. Even if our lives weren’t identical, we share the same coldness deep down.” In the gloomy Queen’s Castle, the two identical young men pressed tightly against each other, the same dark shadows flowing through their eyes.
“We can only love ourselves.”
“So… we’ll fall in love with you.”
★A fake self-pursues-self romance. An emotionless, doting husband attack / a bottom who can’t help messing around.
Bottom: Bi Kong
Top: Bi Cang
Coming soon: “Did Something Go Wrong When the Hero Who Was Practically a Demon King Became the Demon King’s Bride?”
Qi Lan is an ordinary college student. He enjoys his studies and lives comfortably, with nothing unusual about him except that he’s a hero at heart.
One day, the Demon King came knocking.
Demon King: “Actually, your brother is the hero of destiny. You’re just a decoy your parents and brother pushed forward. Why not join me and become my heir?”
Faced with solid evidence, Qi Lan didn’t take long to sign up as a double agent. His main job was Demon King’s heir, his side gig was slaying little monsters as a hero, and sometimes he cleaned up after the Demon King when he slept in and acted spoiled.
Later, Qi Lan discovered that his parents and siblings had all transmigrated, which was why they’d tried to take his place. Qi Lan was the true hero.
He grabbed the evidence and slapped it against the face of the person behind him. “You actually invited a hero who’s been entangled with you for nearly a thousand years to become your heir?”
The Demon King raised an eyebrow, then lunged forward and wrapped an arm around Qi Lan’s waist. “Nonsense. I only invited someone who’s been entangled with me for a thousand years to become my Demon Queen!”
Years later, a reporter held out a microphone and asked the hero, “The Demon King reappears every few decades after being sealed away. What should we do if you’re already old by then?”
Qi Lan pressed a hand to his waist, expressionless. “Don’t worry. I’ve sealed him away for good. I guarantee he won’t reappear while I’m alive.”
CP: A clingy, dark-and-twisted Demon King who acts like a delicate young girl (top) / a genuinely straightforward hero who studies hard to become a villain but fails (bottom)
A friend’s ongoing novel:
“The Girl Who Sells Rockets [Interstellar]” by Qi Shu
Good heavens!
The infamous arms dealer known across human space is actually a little girl!
And a cross-dressing beauty!
And she even married a marshal!
Onlookers: Shocking.jpg
The Federation Marshal, who prefers to remain anonymous: “When I first met him, he stood there looking so short and frail, without saying a word. I felt so sorry for him. Who knew what would happen later…”
Later, when a rival snatched his business, he took an old N5-model mech and beat a free armed squad until they ran for their lives.
Then he even raided their hideout.
Marshal: “That’s great. Saves me the trouble of suppressing bandits.”
CP: A marshal with an eight-meter-thick rose-tinted filter (top) x a cold, expressionless fighter with incredible combat ability (bottom)
Theme: In life, we face many important choices. Every decision sends the course of history down a different path.
Teacher, where have you been? I can't find you on wb. It's been a long time since I stopped. There are so few Narcissus texts, and even less ones that suit my taste. If I come back and browse in the future, will I be able to see your updates?
After all, I have been in this pit for three years, and my college time is actually only three years. I hope you can come back to say hello, or give readers a reply. You said, you don't want to update anymore, that's it for this book. I no longer worry about this book.
I've been in the hole for almost three years and don't want to get out…
Teacher, I almost finished it. Please come back and fill in the holes. I really can't bear to leave this article in my "hole" category. Every time I turn it over, I feel distressed…
In fact, wow wow, I can only say useless harsh words QAQ
Leave a claw to prove that I'm still waiting... Ohno, that's so sad
Madam - come back, madam - don't forget us at the bottom of the pit 555
Good burn! Is it fun to solve puzzles with violence? (No)
I won't. . I won't give up. . . Mrs. Qiuqiu, come back and fill in the holes, ah ah ah ah
I will wait for the teacher to come back and fill in the gaps (stubborn)
Teacher, where have you been? I can't find you on wb. It's been a long time since I stopped. There are so few Narcissus texts, and even less ones that suit my taste. If I come back and browse in the future, will I be able to see your updates?
After all, I have been in this pit for three years, and my college time is actually only three years. I hope you can come back to say hello, or give readers a reply. You said, you don't want to update anymore, that's it for this book. I no longer worry about this book.
I've been in the hole for almost three years and don't want to get out…
Teacher, I almost finished it. Please come back and fill in the holes. I really can't bear to leave this article in my "hole" category. Every time I turn it over, I feel distressed…
In fact, wow wow, I can only say useless harsh words QAQ
Leave a claw to prove that I'm still waiting... Ohno, that's so sad
Madam - come back, madam - don't forget us at the bottom of the pit 555
Good burn! Is it fun to solve puzzles with violence? (No)
I won't. . I won't give up. . . Mrs. Qiuqiu, come back and fill in the holes, ah ah ah ah
I will wait for the teacher to come back and fill in the gaps (stubborn)