I Slept My Way into an Infinite World as a Bug

This novel will be available to read from Chapter 24 on December 10. Thank you for your support!

Now writing The Movie Star Renews His Assistant's Contract Every Day. Two upcoming stories, The Wasteland's First Healing Pollutant and the story below, are waiting for your interest. Muah~

In 2202, the system for the globally popular VR game Partners' Game crashed, randomly selecting lucky players and barring them from logging out.

Selection requirement 1: 3,000 hours online.

Important note 1: Each in-game instance requires between 2 players and an unlimited number.

Confirm player ID: [Don't Party with Me]

Solo gamer Mu Qian, who had logged enough hours sleeping: ... Fine.

No one thought a lone-wolf player could survive a co-op instance.

Mu Qian thought that was a fair point, then casually poured on another bucket of oil as the instance blared its collapse warning.

During a faction-points battle, Mu Qian was betrayed by his teammates. Watching his score rise, his eyes blazed.

The whole team is points. Don't waste them.

The instance System was forced to frantically patch and upgrade, restricting every lone-wolf strategy. It was practically one step away from explicitly banning Mu Qian from participating.

Helpless, Mu Qian tearfully accepted a party invitation from a leaderboard player.

The team, made up of the biggest bug in the game and a full squad of experts, was born against everyone's will.

There's only one thing between fighting alone and enjoying a party: a team of reliable teammates.

Having found a new world, Mu Qian narrowed his eyes. "I formed a team with reliable teammates. I'm kind of happy..."

Let's sacrifice the System to celebrate.

Instance System: ? Thank you.

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One unexpected day, a server-wide announcement appeared in a blaze of glory.

[Congratulations to players [Don't Party with Me] and [No Holds Barred] for perfectly clearing the instance: Teamwork Trial.]

Player 1: Here's a joke. [Don't Party with Me] got the perfect first clear on the hardest two-player instance.

Player 2: Is nobody talking about how the bug expert's teammate is the vanished number-one player on the server, Si Da?!

Yan Si: Thanks for asking. I didn't vanish. And how do you know my wife took me through another instance again?

Confused player: ?

Yan Si [No Holds Barred] x Mu Qian [Don't Ask Me to Party]

[Reader's guide]:

1. My take on an infinite-flow story: wild ideas, no logic.

2. This is an early work, with immature writing and erratic thoughts. Consider subscribing one chapter at a time to cut your losses.

3. There is a secondary couple, but they don't get much page time. Check the extra chapters' titles before subscribing.

Ongoing novel: The Movie Star Renews His Assistant's Contract Every Day

Ke Mianwan is a genius known throughout the art academy. Not only is he favored by his professors, but every end-of-term work he creates sells for six figures.

With a joint exhibition just around the corner, Ke Mianwan still can't paint a work he's satisfied with.

His senior hired a live model for him at great expense. To his surprise, the man who walked in was elegant and aloof, with a perfect figure, looks, and presence.

Inspiration struck Ke Mianwan, and after leading the man into his studio, he finished the painting in one sitting.

Before Ke Mianwan could thank him, the man's long, elegant fingers waved in front of his eyes and took the painting away.

A deep, magnetic voice said with a laugh, "Nice painting. Too bad I don't license my image rights."

A face with perfect bone structure suddenly leaned close. Ke Mianwan belatedly realized that the person who had dazzled him before must have been some celebrity...

He looked again at the man before him. Wasn't this the actual celebrity himself?!

Realizing he had mistaken him for someone else, Ke Mianwan froze, watching helplessly as the man walked away, leaving him dazzled.

Later, a friend recommended Ke Mianwan for a part-time job on a film set, where he could look for inspiration too.

But on his first day, seeing his temporary assistant title and his boss, Ke Mianwan wanted to turn around and leave.

Yan Ci looked at Ke Mianwan, standing awkwardly to one side with his face bright red, and wore an amused expression. "You really can't stop thinking about that painting?"

The blush on Ke Mianwan's face spread all the way to his neck. He shook his head again and again.

Yan Ci raised an eyebrow, leaned close to his ear, and said with a low laugh, "Then... you're thinking about me, the model."

Ke Mianwan: !!!

For work and for his assignments, Ke Mianwan studied his boss's tastes, but the more he learned, the more baffled he became by the gap between the real person and his online reputation.

The online reviews called him an aloof, unapproachable beauty with a cold personality.

Yan Ci was just as icy in interviews: "Aside from acting, there's nothing I'm interested in."

But the man in his studio had so much enthusiasm that he was becoming a nuisance.

"You spent two hours painting flowers?" Yan, holding a bouquet, frowned.

"I can be your muscle reference, but you'll have to pay extra."

"Put that down. What's so interesting about a plaster cast? Wouldn't I be more useful than that cheap thing?"

Ke Mianwan didn't even look up. "Plaster casts are copyright-free, and they don't haggle or exploit my labor. What do you think, Mr. Movie Star Who Won't License His Image?"

Yan Ci deftly snatched the painting board away, desire surging in his eyes. "I said I don't license it to others."

The plaster casts, thrown out the next day: Hello?

Upcoming apocalypse story, set in the same universe: The Wasteland's First Healing Pollutant

The apocalypse arrived, and pollutants spread across the world. Even a tiny trace could assimilate the strongest ability users, turning them into something even more terrifying.

Gu Zhi had been asleep for a long time when an explosion jolted him awake.

He stared blankly at the gray sky and the mass of four-legged beasts surrounding him, then blinked.

Where was his home?

His gaze, full of nuclear-grade kindness, locked onto the man at the head of the group. Gu Zhi clenched his fists.

When an ability user's pollution level reaches 100, they completely lose consciousness. Ling Shang, whose level had never dropped below 80, was classified as an S+ level threat.

But it wasn't long before everyone at the Ability Bureau knew that Captain Ling had a little kid following him around.

They also knew that Captain Ling, who lived in an SS-level contamination zone, had made an unprecedented request to headquarters for a house in the safe zone.

Gu Zhi was very pleased with his new home!

There was a soft bed, a cozy blanket, and a fragrant human!

He didn't know whether the thing Mr. Ling called a pollution level was rare or not...

Before anyone found out, he could have another little sip, just one tiny sip...! Hehe~

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Ling Shang realized the little kid he'd brought home wasn't quite normal.

Instead of thinking about how to protect himself, the kid came looking for cuddles, pats, and hugs every day.

More importantly, Ling Shang's physical condition was extremely unstable.

"Mr. Ling, I want a hug today!"

"I told you not to just go around, mm."

After the hug, Ling Shang watched the little kid hum and drift off to sleep. He expertly took out the testing device and stared at the pollution level of 1, deep in thought.

The little one could soothe his mental agitation.

But it seemed to come with the side effect of physical agitation.

Much later, after six SSS-level pollutants had gone berserk and been completely eliminated, Ling Shang's pollution level surged.

When it hit 99, everyone prepared to eliminate the threat. But somehow, a little kid slipped into the cordon.

Gu Zhi tugged at Ling Shang's sleeve and looked up at him.

"It's all taken care of. Can you come home with me now?"

Humanity's strongest x all-purpose healing pollutant

Theme: Learning to work as a team opens up endless potential