Extraordinary Game [Infinite]

[Check out my upcoming stories: I'm Really Human, The Proper Young Lady Cultivates Demonic Arts, and The Infinite-Flow Version of Cultivation] [Check out my ongoing story: The World Suddenly Turned into a Low-Martial-Arts World] Blurb: Why did my roommate suddenly collapse to the floor in the middle of the night? Why did a student preparing for graduate school suddenly return home in a sorry state at night? Why does the grove on campus so often reek of blood? Is this a distortion of human nature, or a collapse of morality? The answer lies in the massive online game, Supernatural Game. A heroine who's been poisoned by family dramas and is always imagining things, but always gets them wrong, vs. a hero whose very existence even the author isn't sure of. [Everyone Loves the Heroine: A Love-Hate Version...] [Ongoing story: The World Suddenly Turned into a Low-Martial-Arts World] Mu Yaoguang is an ordinary person, the kind of really, truly ordinary person who, apart from kicking her way through kindergarten at age three, pulling up a weeping willow by its roots at age seven, smashing a rock on her chest at age ten, and going up the mountain to fight a tiger at age twelve... has no special qualities whatsoever. Of course, the weeping willow she pulled up had long been dead, with two-thirds of its roots rotted away. And the rock she smashed on her chest was made of flour, something her grandfather had made to amuse her. As for the tiger, she never actually managed to hit one. All she could do was look at tigers in the zoo. So, all things considered, she's just an utterly unremarkable ordinary person. The internal and external martial arts she's practiced since childhood, and the family-inherited cultivation method, are only for keeping fit. Even if she's a little stronger and faster than other people, and makes it hurt a little more when she beats them up, that doesn't prove anything. So how on earth did the rosewood table in front of her just snap in half from a single slap?! Was the quality really that bad? [Modern wuxia, spiritual qi revival] Upcoming story 1: I'm Really Human At a certain moment in history, the stars blinked. The night sky shimmered. Countless meteors streaked across the heavens, as if holding a grand celebration. People all over the world witnessed this unprecedented meteor shower. An instant was eternity. People were awestruck by its beauty and sang of its splendor. Countless people became obsessed with it. And in places beyond human sight, countless shadows began to spread across the world. Rats in the sewers grew human eyes, deep-sea fish acquired human limbs, and at the center of the densely packed plants on a deserted island was a human face. What followed was hunger. Eternal hunger. And what about humans? Humans? Who are the humans? [Apocalypse, evolution, mutation, micro horror] Also known as: [After Mutating, I Became Everyone's Favorite] [Everyone Wants to Become My Food] [I Want to Be a Good Person] Upcoming story 2: The Proper Young Lady Cultivates Demonic Arts I, Lu Shijiu, am a proper young lady, too frail to even take care of myself. The only things I can do each day are play the zither, embroider, write, and fish. I've worked diligently all these years to be a proper young lady, never daring to slack off or make the slightest mistake. Now I'm almost fifteen, and my sisters are all doing their best to marry well. Every day they compete to outshine one another, scheme against each other, and deploy one intrigue after another. Naturally, I can't be an exception. After all, I know marriage is my only chance to change my fate. ...Not to mention the elders in my family nag me about getting married every day. So I began my great fishing enterprise. Until one day, I had a dream. When I woke up, a lot of fish had swum into my pond, begging me to catch them, looking utterly distraught. But... please, could you get this straight? I want to get married, but I'm not looking to be your bodyguard! Who marries a wife to use her as a bodyguard? What can I do? I'm desperate too! After all, I'm just a proper young lady who can't take care of herself. What? You say, get married? What marriage? Who would I marry? I've already escaped the household intrigues. Why would I go back and get married? There are so many men crying and begging to marry me, you have no idea! Too bad I think only their heads are attractive. Their sole use is as decorations after I cut them off. That's how capricious a woman who cultivates demonic arts can be. Cultivation is so satisfying. Also known as: [I Escaped the Household Intrigues] [I Turned a Household Drama into a Horror Story] [The Sudden Change in Tone Wasn't My Fault] [Cultivation Keeps Me Away from Marriage Pressure] [Demonic Cultivation: You Deserve It] Upcoming story 3: The Infinite-Flow Version of Cultivation Gu Yuan lived for eighteen years in a wuxia world, doing as she pleased and living freely. In her spare time, she listened to music at brothels; when drunk, she robbed the rich to help the poor. She was known as the Jade-Faced Thief Saint. Countless people hated her so much their teeth ached, while countless others admired her freedom and carefree spirit... But one day, a misstep landed her in trouble. At death's door, with her life about to end, Gu Yuan suddenly realized: Good grief, this is a cultivation world! And an infinite-flow one at that! Also known as: [After Eighteen Years, I Finally Learned I Could Cultivate] [From Wuxia to Cultivation: What Have I Been Through?] [After Cultivating, I Became an Infinite-Flow Trial Taker] Theme: As long as life goes on, so does the struggle.