[New novel, Transmigrating into an Old-School Novel with My Childhood Friend, now updating. An overthinking childhood friend who schemes and competes against everyone vs. a lively childhood sweetheart with an unusual way of thinking and a talent for snark. Please follow it from my author page!]
Luo Yuan transmigrates into a book, landing in a sprawling Qing Dynasty alternate-history novel about power struggles and leveling up, with a focus on a System changing fate and a good-for-nothing defying the odds.
In short, The Fourth Prince's Rise to Power.
Luo Yuan rubs her hands together, ready to make a big splash. 'So, did I become an unruly heroine of the martial world, or a refined prime minister who disguises herself as a man?'
Customer Service: [Neither. You transmigrated into Fourth Prince Yinzhen's System. Your full name is Long Aotian!]
Luo Yuan: '...What?'
I'd like to be a person, thanks.
Life is hard. Yuan Yuan sighs. Luo Yuan has no choice but to take on the heavy responsibility of helping Fourth Master claim the throne.
But how lonely it is to be an invincible System! So Luo Yuan starts looking for all kinds of ways to tease the cold, beautiful, strong-but-tragic young man.
This includes slipping a few headache-inducing advanced math textbooks into his lessons, waking him up to the rhythmic playback of an English listening-test clip saying, 'The price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen pence,' and playing the piercingly loud 'Swallow, how am I supposed to live without you, Swallow!' as background music whenever he spends points. She even adds options with bizarrely different vibes to his mission list:
'Zhenzhen, as the mighty male lead, our motto is: Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a poor young man!'
Beautiful, strong, tragic young man: '...'
'If that doesn't work, let's try another one. Zhenzhen, what do you think of this: The weather's turning cold. It's time to make Eighth Prince go bankrupt. Isn't that imposing?'
Beautiful, strong, tragic young man: '…'
'That doesn't work either?! I get it now, you like this one!' Luo Yuan says, three parts embarrassed and seven parts excited. 'Your blood is so damn sweet!'
Beautiful, strong, tragic young man: '…'
What kind of nonsense is this?
The happy days of raising a beautiful, strong, tragic young man never last long. Luo Yuan is having the time of her life, pulling one outrageous stunt after another.
Still, through sheer force of will, Fourth Master stumbles his way to victory, beating a crowd of princes, winning his Imperial Father's favor, and ultimately ascending the throne. Luo Yuan feels like a proud mother watching her son grow up.
Until Fourth Master's destined partner appears. A glorious future with three thousand beauties in his harem is right there for the taking, yet Fourth Master cruelly tramples the hearts of all his future consorts.
Luo Yuan panics. 'Don't! Zhenzhen, the plot's gone off track! Way off!'
'The plot?' Fourth Master says leisurely. 'Yuan Yuan, didn't you once say, "My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's"? Let me show you what it means to defy Heaven!'
Luo Yuan is on the verge of tears. '...'
No, that's not how you use chuunibyou catchphrases!
Later, Fourth Master spends all his time figuring out how to use points to get Luo Yuan a physical body, while Luo Yuan refuses to give in and will not cooperate.
Fourth Master coaxes her patiently. 'Do you want to try the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast? There's also Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, cherry pork, pork tenderloin stuffed in a lotus root, and a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix...'
'I do, I do!' Luo Yuan, with absolutely no dignity, nearly drools and promptly hands over the redemption code.
But the moment Luo Yuan appears, he pulls her into his arms:
'I finally tricked you into coming out.'
'You little fool.'
Luo Yuan: ...Did you sneak a look at my book, Evil Prince Chases His Wife 99 Times: Darling, Don't Even Think About Running?
A lively, wild, and utterly unserious System vs. a cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside, beautiful, strong, tragic Fourth Master
Cover art by bs Gugu. Love it, love it!
Things to know before reading:
1. You can tell from the blurb that this story isn't serious. It may be a silly, lighthearted tale of raising someone and healing them. There's a little bit of very light political intrigue, but essentially it's cute and brainless. At its core, it just wants to tell a love story, orz. Please don't expect too much from the author. This concubine can't do it, sob sob.
2. Transmigration into a book, a mountain of original details, and an alternate setting! Alternate setting! Alternate setting! So it has nothing to do with official history. Fourth Master can remain chaste. It's a sweet story with a happy ending and only one romantic partner for each lead.
3. It's an alternate setting. I'll do my best to research, but please don't nitpick the historical details.
4. This isn't your typical Qing Dynasty transmigration story. It may count as an idea-driven take on the genre. Hahaha, I haven't seen many stories written this way. I'm indulging myself out of love for it. I won't abandon it, but if this isn't your thing, feel free to stop here.
2022.8.13
Revised 2022.11.7
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Coming soon: Updating daily: Stockpiling for the Apocalypse: Building a Base and Farming [Double Rebirth]. Please follow it from my author page!
Here's the blurb for Stockpiling for the Apocalypse: Building a Base and Farming [Double Rebirth], an apocalypse story with Lovecraftian horror, updating daily. Please add it to your favorites!
When the apocalypse arrives and civilization collapses, while everyone else is chased by zombies with their heads rolling and guts spilling out, Gu Shi seems perfectly at ease.
While the survivors starve until they're skin and bones, Gu Shi's whole family eats potato chips and watches movies in their safehouse, harvests organic vegetables, and feasts on meat and fish.
While the survivors' sanity plummets and they shriek as zombies chase them, Gu Shi wields flames in one hand and gales in the other, leading her friends and family to turn the tables and chase the zombies until they squeal in terror.
She even has time to flirt with her beloved, a strikingly husband-like man, on the battlefield.
The survivors collapse and pound the ground. '...We must be doing something wrong!'
Gu Shi says casually, 'No, it's because I loaded a save and restarted.' (^_-)
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In her previous life, Gu Shi was no different from everyone else. She braved wind and rain, grew stronger through beatings, and fought her way to the top of humanity through clouds of zombie gore, becoming the leader of the base known as [Wind and Fire Wheel].
A textbook example of a beautiful, strong, tragic Long Aotian.
But she made the same mistake every woman in the world makes and, with one careless slip, was instantly back at square one.
But how could a Long Aotian give up so easily?
So she returned to the time before the apocalypse with her special ability.
Before the apocalypse, food was plentiful and order prevailed. Gu Shi, who had survived the apocalypse, stares with shining eyes. '!!!'
Treasure! Treasures scattered everywhere!
Clean water, an apocalypse essential, the source of life. Stockpile, stockpile, stockpile!
Rice, flour, cooking oil, instant meals, snacks, and other necessities. Stockpile, stockpile, stockpile!
Common medicines, for emergencies and to save lives. Stockpile, stockpile, stockpile!
Though there is one small snag along the way: the true identity of her archenemy from her previous life turns out to be her first love, whom she had hurt, and the beloved she can't forget.
But who says an archenemy from a past life can't become an ally in this one?
Gu Shi swears solemnly that she absolutely did not agree just because of his face.
...But honestly, her beloved really is her type. =w=
Ahem. Anyway, stockpiling supplies with her beloved is a pleasure.
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The apocalypse destroys the old civilization, and special abilities give rise to new powers. The global balance of power is reshuffled.
Some believe in the will of the gods and worship nameless horrors. Their twisted bodies split into broken pieces, revealing monstrous organs that devour people.
Some gather ordinary people, despise those with special abilities, shout 'Long live the old world!' and rebuild the old egalitarian order.
Of course, the most powerful forces are the bases established by people with special abilities.
'Hey, hey, have you heard? No. 187 Qingyuan Road is a powerful safehouse!'
'How safe is it?'
'The leaders, [Wind and Fire Wheel] and [Absolute Lord], are the most powerful ability users in the world. They have enough supplies to make your jaw drop, and they even hold feasts every few days. Can you believe they have all the water they need? I've heard [Thunder God] provides their electricity, [Water Dragon Chant] supplies their water, [Shennong] has made a vegetable garden in the backyard, and [Bookish] teaches the kids!'
'Wow, it's paradise on earth!'
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For the record, I just wanted to retire in the apocalypse. - Gu Shi scratches her head.
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[Beautiful, scheming beloved vs. a full-powered female warrior]
Or, to put it another way:
[Petty, calculating, peacock-proud man-mom vs. a heartbreaker who comes back]
Theme: Self-reliance and hard work
My Husband's Secret
Stockpiling and Farming in the Apocalypse [Double Rebirth]
Sword Sect Junior Sister: Words Become Law
The Great Exam Hall Survival [Infinite]
Transmigrating Into an Old-School Novel With My Childhood Friend
After Binding to a Case-Solving System, I Made a Name for Myself in the Capital's Elite Circles
Help, what kind of imaginary world is this? A concubine flirted with Kangxi in front of his brother, and concubines were not favored in history. Okay, I know this is an imaginary world, but this is too outrageous.
The writing is good, but the setting is too shocking
This way of washing your hair upside down is so unique hahahahahaha
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so angry. I hit someone without knowing the reason.
I'll work hard, there will be more updates later, I should be able to finish orz around one o'clock
Yuanyuan seems unreliable.
Talking in his ear... Oh my god, why does it feel so good to knock Four Four Eight Eight, the domineering and evil fourth brother? The idiot eighth brother is jumping up and down.
It may be a little later today. I am too busy during the day and have no time to write. I will catch up on QAQ in the evening.
It will be late tonight. Let's watch it tomorrow. I just packed my things and got ready to go home. These few days are quite special. After I get home, the time and updates will be more stable.
Isn't this person also systematic?