Rose Fever (Infinite)

(This was written when I was a novice. My mental health was poor at the time, so I couldn’t continue writing Infinite Game or even read. The paywalled chapters have been unlocked.) After his investment fund collapsed, Ning Youshi, a distinguished former employee of the Flower Market who’d been retired for years, had to take a new job to earn back his retirement savings. He would play an NPC in an infinite game [Instance A] System: You are cold and ruthless, your acting is superb, you feign weakness, and you scheme at every turn. You are the true mastermind behind this instance, mingling among the players only to lure them one by one into your deadly traps. Ning Youshi, looking confident: Don’t worry, I know this one! System: ? System: Aaaaaah! Let’s talk this out! Put your clothes back on! [Instance B] System: I carefully picked an instance without any handsome men with high noses. This time, you have to do your job properly! Make sure not a single player clears it, and restore the dignity of both of us! But Ning Youshi watched the nameless, terrifying tentacles disappear into the sea and let his imagination run wild, even lowering his head shyly. System, horrified: ????? What are you blushing about????? [Instance C] System: As someone with a livestream, you really have no interest in passing the administrators’ review, do you? Ning Youshi: I’m relying on some... some budget alternatives. Who gets it? * Before Ning Youshi arrived, the Fear Maze was defined by absolute dominance in strength and intelligence. The players who ruled the game had no trouble navigating its scenarios. They were raised to the status of gods and hailed as miracles. But after Ning Youshi arrived, both the players and NPCs became obsessively infatuated with him. Once again, he became... the most hidden legend. Absolute dominance wasn’t just about strength and intelligence. It was also about pursuing and claiming beauty. * Love me. Love me. Love me. Be infatuated with me. Drown in me. Take possession of me. Swallow me Until the pain becomes unbearable. * [Reader's Guide] 1. The shou is an NPC with a very unusual way of thinking. He always likes to solve problems with tricks from the Flower Market, and somehow ends up blazing a path through the infinite game that no one could have imagined (?). 2. The gong doesn’t appear in the blurb (??), but he’s a player. Player gong of unknown type x an addictive, unhinged, black-hearted beauty shou. The shou is very, very crazy and loves being in control. A beautiful, evil charmer, multiple-fragmentation love triangle, 1v1 HE. 3. This story features a pile of silly ghosts, My Nonhuman Boyfriend, a genius Daddy (???), and all sorts of classic and not-so-classic scenarios. A lighthearted, summery, wish-fulfillment story about someone adored by everyone. It’s just for fun, mwah. 4. If you don’t like it, please escape in time. Don’t leave comments saying this is bad or that is bad. The author is sensitive and will cry. Coming soon: “Enchanting Monster [Quick Transmigration]” Please add it to your collection The story starts with a melodramatic plot. The pretty darling is a famously useless beauty. Very useless, but very beautiful. On a night of pouring rain, he was soaked through as he watched his Alpha walk into the military alongside another Omega. The Alpha looked at him with cool arrogance, as if he were a disposable stand-in. “Why are you treating me like this?” He shivered, his eyelids red from crying. Clutching his lower abdomen, he gave the cold-faced Alpha a bitter smile. “Do you know? We lost our baby.” The System was aghast: Host, that’s too much! You’re overacting! You haven’t even spent a night in the same room! Pretty Darling: ? Pretty Darling: Ah, I must have mixed this up with the last book, “The Tyrant Emperor’s Runaway Little Merman.” Pretty Darling: This is bad (x As soon as he finished speaking, The man known as the Empire’s Blade instantly turned bloodshot eyes on him and walked toward him step by step, his voice low and hoarse, like a wounded lion. “Whose child is it?” Pretty Darling, gold-medal scum-gong enforcer. He has traveled across countless planes and tormented every scum gong, making all the scum gongs cursed by readers in various melodramatic novels suffer heartbreak and anguish. And he’d actually messed up in this situation! Pretty Darling: Woohoo, System, run! This worldline is going to collapse! But the System trembled as it said, “H-Host, something’s happened... The worlds you’ve conquered are merging!” The Galaxy Emperor, recovered from his battle-worn, foolish state and returned to his tyrannical true form, has spread a bounty across the universe to find his precious merman. The cold, merciless Evil God who looked down on all the deities waits in the depths of the ocean for his partner of millions of years to return. The pirate overlord, who conquered the stars and single-handedly held back a million troops, is madly digging for his bones among the graves of the stars. And when they meet him again, Their rage rises together, ready to destroy him completely. He will eventually become their possession, a lamb with nowhere to run. Pretty Darling: ...How did it come to this! I’m kind of excited. This enchanting monster of love slowly curls his lips into a smile. “You are Harlequin,” I said to myself. “As long as I wear the diamond-patterned costume, the world is ruled by my farce. I am Harlequin, the dead-and-reborn prodigal, who delights in tormenting the living. Mask over my face, wand in hand, I am Harlequin.” Neil Gaiman, “Harlequin Valentine” Theme: Justice will always triumph over evil. No matter how beautiful a villain is, they must face the punishment they deserve.