I, an UR Card, Am the God of Infinite Players

● Illustrations are up, go check them out! Here's a push for my new novel, "I Didn't Know How Good My Grandmaster Was When I Was Young". Blurb below. In the Infinite world's gacha pool, there is one and only one UR card. Ultra Rare, incredibly rare, with a draw rate of just 0.00...001%. There is no guaranteed pull after 300 draws. So for seven years, no one ever saw the UR card. Zong Lu was that UR card. For seven years, with no one to talk to and nothing to do, he sat in the System's storage room, gathering dust. Zong Lu: ...Once I get out, I'm tearing this System to shreds (▼ヘ▼#)! At last, the day he'd been waiting for arrived. He trampled ghosts and monsters underfoot, tore through dungeons, and rose straight to the top as a must-have card. They say a smile from the UR card can charm all living things, and a glance can see into people's hearts. Demons bowed before him, and ghosts fled at the mere mention of his name. Countless players went crazy for him, bankrupting themselves just to draw him. The strongest player became the sharpest blade in his hand, the most powerful monsters obeyed his every command, people lowered their heads and stopped fighting for his sake, and even other races paid him respect and showed their submission. “Death doesn't always bring fear, but he does. The Lord God can't always ensure your survival, but he can.” Appendix 1: Excerpt from [A Mature NPC's Guide to Behavior, by Zong Lu] Players are very easy to handle. What's the best way to threaten a player? Hold a knife to their throat? No, a single System notification saying [Favorability -10] is enough (=^▽^=) Want a certain item, but don't have the money to buy it from their marketplace? All you have to do is post a quest, put an exclamation mark over your head, and go for a walk. Countless players will bring you what you want. Of course, this requires a big enough house to store all the gifts from players, powerful enough bodyguards to keep your daily life undisturbed, and a 100% clear rate to prove you're worthy of their adoration. ^-^But none of that is difficult. Is it? Appendix 2: An entry from [Player Rankings Top 1: Ge Feng's Love Diary] XXXX Year X Month X Day I got up five minutes late this morning. As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard he'd gone out again with a head full of exclamation marks. I angrily thought, why not just kill all the players? Then he'd have no choice but to give me the [I want breakfast] quest. But on second thought, that wouldn't be good. If they were gone, there'd be no one to envy me when I show off my love. So I decided to make him stay up three hours later tonight. 2023.1.30 * Pay attention to the supporting character section! * Actually, this is a cute comedy x (crossed out) ● ===New Novel: "I Didn't Know How Good My Grandmaster Was When I Was Young" After Yu Wensong died, he transmigrated into a villainous immortal lord in a novel, who shared his name. His title was Yun Song. In the original story, the immortal lord killed the protagonist's master, causing the protagonist to hate him. Fifteen years into the main story, the protagonist turned evil and became a Demon Lord. He took advantage of the immortal lord's failing health to imprison and torture him to death. System: Please play the immortal lord, escape your imprisonment, and change your fate of being killed by the Demon Lord. Yu Wensong: ? Yu Wensong: If I don't kill his master, can't I just escape my fate? System: You need to “change your fate of being killed by the Demon Lord.” First, he has to become the Demon Lord. Yu Wensong: ...Fine. If he couldn't kill him or avoid him, then he'd give him the one identity least likely to get tortured. The protagonist of the original story killed everyone in his path, but revered his teachers above all else and had always treated his master with respect. Unfortunately, Yu Wensong had arrived a little too late. The eight-year-old future Demon Lord had already become a disciple of Daoist Qingyuan. No matter. If he couldn't be his master, couldn't he still be his grandmaster? ^ ^ Shen Qianqiu had no parents and had been left to fend for himself in the countryside since childhood. He nearly didn't survive to the age of six. By chance, the wandering cultivator Daoist Qingyuan passed by and took him in as a disciple, turning his fate around. His master lived a hard life, so Shen Qianqiu resolved to cultivate diligently and make sure his master could live well one day. He hadn't even begun to grow up when his master suddenly told him one day, delighted, that he now had a grandmaster: the immortal lord Yun Song of the greatest sect under heaven. Shen Qianqiu: ? An immortal lord, the role model his master looked up to, a divine being revered by all under heaven, had taken his master, an unknown wandering cultivator, as a disciple?? Eight-year-old Shen Qianqiu couldn't make sense of it, so the first time he went with his master to pay his respects to his grandmaster, he quietly looked up. His grandmaster was lounging against a bamboo couch, his expression languid. As if he had noticed the child peeking, he cast him a cool, weary glance. His master then put him under house arrest for a month. Shen Qianqiu: ... Eight-year-old Shen Qianqiu gritted his teeth! Everyone around him envied him for having an immortal lord as a grandmaster. But Shen Qianqiu thought, his master was the one who had saved and taught him. What did his grandmaster have to do with it? ...His grandmaster only ever put him under house arrest! But as the years passed and his strength grew, he found his gaze drawn to his grandmaster more and more. Over the years, his grandmaster's health had steadily declined. His master anxiously busied himself searching for a cure, and every day personally brewed medicinal soups and decoctions for his grandmaster, tending to him closely. When Shen Qianqiu practiced swordsmanship alone, he could often catch glimpses through the trees of his grandmaster resting by the river with his master. His grandmaster was frail and easily tired, so he often rested his head on his master's lap and closed his eyes without a care. The more Shen Qianqiu watched, the drier his throat grew. The more he thought, the more his heart burned. Finally, one day, while his master was away, he couldn't resist knocking on his grandmaster's door. The faint, alluring fragrance of orchids in his grandmaster's room ensnared his thoughts. Lowering his eyes to hide every desire in his heart, he pretended to be obedient and softened his voice, speaking slowly. Only the end of his sentence carried a hint of huskiness: “Grandmaster, I can make medicinal decoctions too. Mine are better than Master's.” Note 1: Shen Qianqiu is the top. This is a story about a top who has spent years scheming through a secret unrequited love. Note 2: Yu Wensong's health is all right at first, but will steadily decline later. There will be a fake-death plot in the latter half, and his health will probably only improve shortly before the ending. 2026.8.31 ● =======Please add it to your favorites, mwah! owo Theme: Fight for freedom and the right to live!