I Faked My Death in a World of Scum-Tormenting [Quick Transmigration]

[May Updates]

Jin Sinan is bound to a quick transmigration System. He has to transmigrate through countless worlds and torment scum gong until they cry for their mothers.

Jin Sinan thinks the most effective way is probably to make the scum gong fall in love with him, then leave him longing for what he can never have.

What could be harder to forget than death?

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World One

After Jin Sinan gives seven years of heartfelt devotion, the day his scum gong's white moonlight returns, he is kicked out.

The reason is just one sentence: the white moonlight says, "I don't like imitations."

Unceremoniously thrown out, Jin Sinan stands in the pouring rain all night and becomes everyone's laughingstock.

Only the System knows that its Host isn't sad at all, and nearly laughs out loud with delight. He cheerfully gives the order: "Lower my sanity value."

The hunt is on. His Host has finally been waiting for this day.

[How could you abandon me? After all, I'm the one who would... go mad with love for you.]

World Two

A sweet, adorable young painter falls for a playboy's con and ultimately dies in despair after being betrayed by his lover.

His tragic ending is about to be rewritten. Just as the playboy gets bored and dumps the young painter, his older brother appears, holding the painter's hand.

[After all, your brother is so much better than you. What can my little painter do about that?]

World Three

World Four

Note: A melodramatic story, written for my own enjoyment. If it's not for you, please don't read. The scum gong isn't the official love interest.

Completed works: A Little Cannon Fodder I Picked Up, Transmigrated into a Silly Little Cannon Fodder

Coming Soon

I Got Pissed to Death Again Today [Infinite]

One long, endless night, and everyone falls asleep.

The first people to wake gather together and split into two groups: the powerhouses and the good-for-nothings.

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Bai Ji, from the good-for-nothings' group, is jealous of everything. He gets so worked up that he dies at the drop of a hat.

Today is the 442nd time he's died. A man comes to their village.

Bai Ji leaps out of his coffin. "Let me see, let me see! What kind of young master dresses so well and comes strutting around here?"

Bai Ji's jealousy flares up again.

The young master arrived in a fancy car. Jealous!

The young master's designer shoes touch the ground. Jealous!

The young master's suit screams money. Jealous, jealous!

Bai Ji shuffles over in his cloth slippers. Huh? He's even more handsome than me?!

Bai Ji squeezes his eyes shut and keels over. He's died of jealousy again.

*

When Bai Ji wakes up, he's already sitting in the fancy car he's been envying. The young master sits beside him. "Team up with me, and we'll share the money."

Bai Ji's eyes light up. That's a pretty good deal.

From then on, the number one powerhouse always has a jealousy monster at his side.

Damn, this boss is stronger than me? I'm so pissed, I'm so pissed! The little jealousy monster punches and kicks the boss.

They run into an ugly NPC on the road. The little red-eyed monster can't take it anymore. Scarier-looking than me? I'm so pissed! I'll beat him to death before I die!

The jealousy monster Bai Ji makes an astonishing rise to become the newest top-tier star among the powerhouses, but he's not satisfied. "Let me see who else is around!"

A certain powerhouse: Nobody. Everyone stronger than you has been beaten to death.

Transmigrated into a Ridiculously Charming Heartthrob

Cheng Yuzhou transmigrates into a book as its universally adored heartthrob.

Everyone covets his looks.

At a banquet, powerhouse Yue Shiqing, who usually keeps his distance from everyone, accidentally spills wine on Cheng Yuzhou's suit.

His eyes are full of apology.

Cheng Yuzhou's heart skips a beat. Here it comes, here it comes! Look at his eyes: sixty percent infatuation, thirty percent intoxication, and ten percent resentment over unrequited love.

Yue Shiqing reaches out and dusts off the other man's suit.

Cheng Yuzhou's legs go weak. This delicate charmer has caught his eye!

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Later, Cheng Yuzhou meets the real heartthrob.

Damn! Turns out he's just an ordinary passerby with the same name as the heartthrob.

The heartthrob turns on the charm for the powerhouse.

The powerhouse pulls the little quail beside him close and refuses righteously: "Can't you see the pie chart in my eyes?"

"Sixty percent infatuation, thirty percent intoxication, and ten percent resentment over unrequited love."

Cheng Yuzhou: Stop, stop. I've already died of embarrassment.

A receiver with an overactive imagination x a sharp-tongued, scheming gong

Theme: Love takes two people working together, and it takes the right person. When what you give and what you get aren't in proportion, remember to cut your losses in time. Don't make yourself suffer.