I'm recovering from an illness and slowly getting back on my feet.
I will definitely finish this novel.
Future updates will be rewritten from scratch. They will be completely different from the serialized version. Please refer to the blurb.
1
Su Rong should have been living a comfortable, wealthy life as a carefree slacker.
Instead, he encountered an evil god that had just been summoned. The intense shock awakened him as a top-tier esper.
The Lika District passed a law classifying him as a vital strategic weapon. He couldn't go home, had money but nowhere to spend it, couldn't leave the research institute or see his friends, and had no entertainment or life outside of it. The only thing keeping him sane was regular maintenance by a psychic esper. He trained 23.5 hours a day, had zero days off in five years, ate nine meals in three days, and got all his sustenance from nutritional fluid. He was living a one-of-a-kind life in which he wasn't even treated as human.
He had only one thing to keep him going.
He would grind that damned evil god to dust!
For some reason, Su Rong began experiencing what was known as esper power leakage, blowing up the research institute again and again. They tried everything, scientific and supernatural, and finally the institute paid a fortune to hire a Chinese-region spirit medium. Four words cost them six million.
"Find yourself a partner."
Yogg entered his heart with his 24-karat, purely natural handsomeness. No tricks, just devastatingly handsome.
Until that day.
When they kissed for the first time, his 1.95-meter-tall handsome boyfriend suddenly turned into a mass of multicolored bubbles, with ten tentacles waving behind him.
Well, what a coincidence. He looks exactly like that damned evil god.
2
Su Rong asked to break up. Yogg's expression turned crazed, and bloody tears trickled from his eyes as he pleaded with desperate devotion: "Rongrong, don't leave me. I'll give you my life."
Su Rong: "The love interests in Jinjiang's groveling-after-the-breakup stories only get bloodshot eyes! Their eyeballs don't turn into rubies, you idiot!"
"I'll do it again." Yogg quickly adjusted his eyeballs, his eyes bulging with anguish as he cried out in despair, "Don't you have even a little real affection for me?"
Su Rong's expression was cold. "No."
Yogg tenderly produced a glowing blue heart. "It's fine. I've got plenty of hearts. I'll share one with you."
Su Rong: "..."
Are you insane?!
Su Rong escaped from the Esper Administration Center and became a globally wanted fugitive. As he fled for his life, a message suddenly went out across the world.
"The great Yusensailuoluosu has crowned Su Rong Lord of the Starry Sky and eternal master of the Divine Kingdom. Under the relevant regulations, Su Rong is entitled to diplomatic immunity as head of state."
What's it like to suddenly be crowned king while on the run?
Su Rong: Thanks for asking. I'm on the throne, and there are a few too many tentacles under my butt. If any of you get the chance to be crowned, I recommend a wooden throne.
The protagonist is a very violent bottom, and the top's whole thing is "he loves him so much." Neither of them is normal, or even human.
Theme: If fate demands that you bow your head, then crush it!
Don't make me laugh to death hahahahahaha What you lost was just a leg, but what Ziling lost was her love!!
It's me again, it's all me, urging updates [Bixin] I really like this setting
I'm going to be a godfather! I'm going to be a godfather!
Madam, when will you come back to update the article?
Da, are you coming back? [Rice meal]
It's so sad~ It's me again…
Thank you for your hard work... I am really responsible for my writing (tears)
Will the plot need to be overturned and rewritten again? When will it be finished? If nothing happens, I can wait. I quite like this article.
Ahhh, I love sand sculptures! To be honest, this version is much more relaxed than the previous version. Although the previous version looked relatively relaxed, the heaviness of the background really impressed me. I will still bring it into it now qvq
I'm really laughing to death. When I say passionate, I mean passionate. There's nothing fake about it at all.