[Archived on 2022.4.21]
Gong Yuyi transmigrated into a cyberpunk world.
The good news: his new identity was the heir to a corporation.
The bad news: his parents had died under mysterious circumstances, and his uncle had controlled the company for years.
Now he couldn't enjoy any of the privileges of his position, and his uncle was about to kill him once he'd served his purpose.
It was practically a futuristic battle for the throne.
Question: How can he avoid getting killed?
Gong Yuyi: Why not just overthrow the company?
And so, in this cyberpunk world of towering steel,
a group called Ghost appeared out of nowhere.
They were elusive, appearing and vanishing without a trace, like black phantoms in the city. They were a sword of Damocles, a symbol of divine punishment, hanging over the corporations.
Before countless onlookers, they exposed injustice, tore down class barriers, and brought corporations to ruin.
The corporations called them "villains," "criminals," and "bandits."
The people hailed them as "saviors," "revolutionaries," and "heroes of justice."
Darkness trembled before them, and their brilliance illuminated the light.
They were the best of their era, the light of humanity!
But even so, as the founder of Ghost, Gong Yuyi was a legendary figure who still had to go to bed at ten every night and drag himself out of bed at eight each morning to squeeze onto the most crowded Line 3 subway.
After all, he was still a student. If he was late, skipped class, or let his grades slip, he'd be called in for a talk :)
#Leader! The car's ready!#
#Let me finish this test first...#
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"I don't know what the future will look like without corporations. I don't know what the world will be like after capital is gone. But I think those quiet, ordinary lives are the most precious thing of all."
"So that's why you stood me up on Valentine's Day to go to a group outing with your friends?"
"..."
"Today, you have to choose between your friends and me!"
"?!"
Absolutely aloof black cat uke × stubborn, twisted wolf-dog seme with a hidden dark side
My take on a cyberpunk world. A wish-fulfillment work born from a beautiful college student's chuunibyou fantasy of saving the world. It is not meant to allude to anything, just pure feel-good fiction.
"I'm the Heir to a Corporation, So Why Am I So Broke?"
"I Got Flowers Meant for Dozens of People on Valentine's Day, but That Doesn't Mean I'm a Player, Right?"
"I Have Exactly One Boyfriend, You Know."
Theme: The shoulders of the young carry not only the weight of the times, but also justice