This Is No Fairy Tale! [Infinite]

Happy New Year, my dears! Here’s an upcoming supernatural and metaphysical novel for you: The Supernatural Can Turn Bad Luck Around. The blurb is at the very bottom.

“Welcome to the world of The Three Hundred Nights.”

“, It will be the most wonderful childhood you can imagine.”

Everyone on Lengshi Planet grew up with a copy of The Three Hundred Nights. It was a staple for everyone, from young children listening to bedtime stories to people in their fifties looking back on their childhood.

This book had kept them company through countless lonely, endless nights.

So no one could have imagined that The Three Hundred Nights would begin selecting people to enter its gradually collapsing, terrifying world.

Was this a cruel joke, or were the stories calling out to them for help?

“The twisted stories of The Three Hundred Nights welcome you. Please investigate the unusual traces behind them. The heart of the delightful Fairy Tale Town awaits your rescue.”

When Lin Wuxu was dragged into this collapsing storybook, he was still holding a bowl of instant noodles he hadn’t finished slurping up.

He looked around in confusion. The adorable, childlike cartoon characters and the plants growing wildly like simple doodles made his brain ache.

Where was he?

A tiny radish suddenly bounced up from the ground, waved its short tendrils, and floated over to him.

“Hello! Welcome to Three Hundred Nights Town.”

“I’m your little guide. Make sure you treat me well!”

Later, when the others, who had been chased through the game until they were screaming for their mothers, met a beautiful woman who looked as if she had descended from the heavens, her face cold and impassive, Lin Wuxu couldn’t help laughing.

“Why are you dressed as a woman? You’re not very convincing.”

Mu Congnan, his face dark, replied coldly, “Didn’t you read the title of the story? The widow in Old Mother Leva only has daughters, not sons.”

“...” So that was why they were being chased?

This is an infinite-flow game set in a collapsing storybook.

Lin Wuxu x Mu Congnan

Blurb for The Supernatural Can Turn Bad Luck Around:

Yan Zhu was born with yin-yang eyes. While other babies saw all sorts of plush toys when they were born, he saw a vengeful ghost perched on his cradle, showing off its head-removing trick. A hanging ghost was spinning from a nearby beam, clapping along for it. That night, his cries were so loud that people in villages ten miles away could hear him.

His eyes were so unusual that, starting when he was four, his grandmother took him along everywhere to catch ghosts. Yan Zhu figured he had picked up quite a few amateur ghost-hunting tricks by watching her.

Unfortunately, his grandmother didn’t live long. Everyone said it was because she spent too much time dealing with ghosts.

But he didn’t think so. His grandmother had also told him that it was an illness he’d had since birth, and no one was to blame.

Yan Zhu thought it over. Fine, then. He could take over his grandmother’s old line of work.

“This bracelet is my grandma’s exclusive creation. It’s the real deal, and it’ll bring you incredible luck when catching ghosts.”

“Once you put it on, you can’t take it off. Swear to me. If you take it off, I’ll come after you from beyond the grave!”

Yan Zhu still remembered those words his grandmother had said before she died, after learning that he planned to keep hunting ghosts. They scared him so badly that tears welled in his eyes as he solemnly put on the bracelet. He even swore a terrible oath by her bedside that he would never take it off in his life.

And so word spread across the world of an incredibly unlucky young Celestial Master.

Whenever Yan Zhu thought about it, he clenched his fists in anger. His hand trembled, and the evil spirit he had just caught slipped away as if its feet were greased. It was the 150th ghost to escape since he put on the bracelet!

He refused to believe in this nonsense!

Fury rising in his heart, Yan Zhu chased after it. He was just about to catch it again when his terrible luck struck once more. A branch flew out of nowhere and tripped him, sending him sprawling onto a man and knocking them both to the ground.

But, against all expectations, this time he was still gripping the ghost that had escaped when his hand trembled. Was his good luck finally about to begin?

Yan Zhu grinned, scrambled to his feet, and sent it straight to the afterlife.

After five long years, he had finally caught another ghost!

Once he had watched the ghost disappear for good, Yan Zhu could hardly keep from leaping up and howling at the sky. He turned his burning gaze toward the handsome passerby he had knocked down, straightened his crooked hat, and eagerly shook the man’s hand. “Hey, buddy, interested in getting into ghost hunting?”

There’s also an ancient BL farming story in my collection, Picking Up Junk Every Day. If you’re interested, my dears, please add it to your favorites~

Theme: Even in a collapsing world, a light will guide people toward a brighter future