Blurb to be revised:
Yuan Qingshi is an NPC in a horror game. To put it simply, while the games in the app are flourishing in all kinds of ways, the instance he's in is poor and unremarkable. In short, it has a terrible script, lousy completion rewards, and hardly any visitors.
No visitors means no chance to be useful, no commission, and having to scrape by on base pay while people look down on you. Life as an NPC is hard.
Yuan Qingshi is so broke he can't even afford food. He's planning to quit the instance and apply to work in another one to make a living.
So many instance NPCs have already left that hardly any remain, and the management is desperate for staff. They beg him through tears not to go.
Yuan Qingshi is resolute. Just then, a sucker shows up in the instance!
The player is ranked number one on the app, a big shot whose name strikes terror into people's hearts.
A top-tier big, b-big shot? How much commission would that be? Enough to feed him for three or four years, right?
Yuan Qingshi sees a bright future ahead. He diligently takes up his NPC role: the ornamental vase.
But why is this big shot looking at him so strangely?
Wait, why is the big shot carrying him off and running?
The manager chases after them desperately, crying out in anguish: "Please, give me back my NPC!!!"
++++ Pre-order: My Partner Was Found in a Tomb
Jiang Ruan is a notorious local hooligan. He smokes, drinks, and gets into fights, and he's good at all of it.
Until one day, he goes with some people to fight in the wilderness, twists his ankle, and falls into a tomb.
When he gets out, a delicate beauty has appeared by his side.
The beauty is exactly Jiang Ruan's type, except this damn beauty is a man.
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After being sealed away for thousands of years, Ji Lian is sick to death of sleeping. Every night, he does one thing.
He crouches by the door to scare ghosts, making sure Jiang Ruan gets a good night's sleep and doing his best to avoid the disaster of getting beaten in the middle of the night.
Later, he does just one thing.
He makes Jiang Ruan cry and whimper.
Jiang Ruan: What?! Cry my ass!
A blunt, rough hooligan bottom × a scheming top who pretends to be dead every day
Note: Basically, two big shots mercilessly steamroll ghosts and go through a few instances. But it's not an infinite-flow story, and probably not quick transmigration either. I haven't settled on the exact setup yet. The top isn't a ghost, but a living person who's immortal. I might change the top's characteristics above, since I'm not sure they fit. Also, the blurb needs revisions, but the premise won't change :D
Theme: This world is full of wounds, and I want to take you to see the most beautiful scenery
