A Different Kind of Rule-Bound Horror [Infinite]

Qin Fei's greatest talent was reading people. All he had to do was open his mouth, and he could make the dead sound alive and turn white into black. One day, he accidentally entered a rule-based horror Livestream. The System assigned Qin Fei a golden finger: [A Silver Tongue]: Evaluation complete. This player is good at sweet-talking people. This skill can make NPC affection visible. Raise an NPC's affection to 100% and you'll receive an unexpected reward. Looking at the bizarre, misshapen ghost NPCs, Qin Fei felt his temples throb. Fine. Managing relationships with ghosts and managing relationships with people... shouldn't be all that different, right? * One day, a newcomer with a totally out-of-place style appeared in the Livestream room of the horror world. His hair was smooth and neat, his smile perfectly practiced, and his clear amber eyes were pure and bright. When he looked at people, his gaze was gentle and warm. Other streamers saw a ghost and screamed, cried, and ran in every direction. This streamer saw a ghost and spoke softly and sincerely: "Good morning, good afternoon, good evening. Have you eaten? Should I arrange dinner for you? I'll even pick you up and drop you off!" Viewers: ?? Is there something seriously wrong with him? A female ghost's long, sharp nails scraped across his neck. He grabbed her bloody hand and praised it from the bottom of his heart: "Your fingers are so pretty. Would you like a manicure? I can recommend someone." A ghost child grabbed his trouser leg and showed him a horrifying grin. He kindly patted the child's blood-soaked head. "You must be lost, little one. Come on, I'll take you to find your mother." Qin Fei looked toward the camera. "Your support is my motivation. Your satisfaction is what I strive for." Viewers: I'm done. One six will do. * Qin Fei thought that his ability to stand out among all the streamers and become the fastest-leveling newcomer king was surely thanks to his "friendly" streaming style. Behind his back, though, everyone called him "a player more twisted than the monsters." #Qin Fei's livestream brings you the warm, home-like experience /Cover character design was not commissioned and is non-exclusive, used with permission/ /Character artist: Fu Zei/ * Below is the blurb for the upcoming novel Forced to Put on a Skirt to Fight Monsters [Infinite] >>>>> A high-dimensional horror game invaded Blue Star. Schools, neighborhoods, hospitals... all turned into blood-soaked amusement parks of terror. Amid a chorus of screams, Xie Yi lifted his head from his computer. The young man had tousled black hair and faint dark circles beneath his eyes. His gaze was full of confusion: Why did this death game have the exact same setting as the puzzle game he'd just completed with a perfect ending? Looking at his number-one ranking on the server, Xie Yi understood. He must have been given the great responsibility of saving the world! There was just one thing Xie Yi found incredibly hard to bring up. It seemed he'd inherited his game character's skills in real life: [I'm not putting on a skirt to fight monsters!]: When a player's charm stat reaches its maximum in the current area, they can achieve a 100% one-hit kill. Note: This skill only works when the player is wearing at least one skirt-type garment. Xie Yi gritted his teeth: For the sake of every person on Blue Star, I'll do it!! (#OДO) - Xie Yi's idea of saving the world: Knock out one monster with each punch. What saving the world actually looks like: Soft, moist tentacles slowly climbed onto his shoulder blades. Countless pairs of compound eyes stayed fixed on his face. Beneath a gallows, a ghost-faced clown smiled in ecstasy, bowing its head to inhale the warm pulse at his neck. His outline took shape in the mist rising from twisted mountains. Whispers came from somewhere unseen, begging for his mercy: "Before the blade pierces my heart, please grant me a kiss." It seemed the dungeon bosses all had... designs on him. Xie Yi had a bit of a headache, and decided to show them what real power looked like. - At first, everyone stared at the frail, seemingly helpless figure and let out desperate cries in front of their screens: Another useless pretty boy who's going to scrape by on his looks! Until those slender, well-shaped hands mercilessly crushed a monster's skull, and his pale face broke into an ecstatic smile amid the blood flowing everywhere. At last, they spoke of that name only in hushed tones. Shh... Who would dare casually utter the Demon King's name?! - · Deeply sheltered · Severe chuunibyou · Cares about the world · Fierce but sweet · Fair and delicate, yet immensely strong · Cross-dresser (not really) · Bottom · Watches his beloved flirt with this person and that person every day · A faint tinge of green above his head, but not completely green · So jealous his mouth is covered in blisters, yet powerless to do anything · Has ground down N silver teeth · Top This novel is also called: Even a Chuunibyou Wants to Fall in Love (crossed out) * Recommended: My friend's ongoing novel, updated daily >>> Jinjiang Lang Zong's The Little Plant-Based Patient Turns the Tide with His Inner Voice Song Yin was a genuinely pitiful little guy. Both his parents had died, he was living under someone else's roof, and an accident left him in a vegetative state. Then he awakened to self-awareness and discovered he existed in the original novel as just one sentence. The real protagonists were his uncle's darling son A and the campus heartthrob B. [I have the script in my hands, but what good is that?!] Song Yin opened his heart and unexpectedly unlocked a snark skill. His inner voice became a three-dimensional surround-sound experience, complete with speech bubbles. His fifth uncle kicked Song Yin's hospital bed and cursed him for not hurrying up and dying. Song Yin's inner voice went into overdrive: [Maybe it's time to remind Fifth Aunt to bring home the mistress she keeps outside, along with the fourth and fifth ones?] Fifth Uncle hurriedly hired the best rehabilitation therapist in the entire city to treat the poor little guy. Second Aunt grumbled as she ordered the servants to move his bed into a room with little sunlight. Song Yin's inner monologue: [This woman is the most evil!] [This woman is the most evil!] [This woman is the most evil!] 999+ [Snark count unlocked the first snark skill: Lightning and Thunder] Second Aunt was struck by lightning and turned bald. Not a blade of grass has grown on her head to this day. Life for the little vegetative patient in the Song family suddenly became much more comfortable. According to the plot, the protagonist bottom A was supposed to run off with the protagonist top on his wedding day. But the man left at the wedding didn't seem to care at all. He pointed to Song Yin and said, "Isn't there another vegetative patient in the Song family? Have him marry me right now." Song Yin knew the plot, so he knew this man was a giant of the Beijing business world, with 108 secret identities. The most impressive one was probably the book's number-one villain. Fortunately, their married life was about as genuine as a PVC pipe. Song Yin didn't dare blurt out every thought he had. For example... The most deranged of Mu Qingliu's secret identities was a doll maker. He loved dressing all kinds of dolls in pretty little skirts, and the basement of his mansion was full of all sorts of styles. Song Yin: [This villain has a pure case of emotional detachment. He poured all the passion he has as a human into making dolls. I've been feeling a lot better lately, so I'd better run as soon as I recover!!] [Why did Mu Qingliu burn all the dolls?!] [Why is he coming over with a skirt and stockings?!] [Should I activate my level-ten snark skill and strike him dead, so I can become a happy little widower?!] [Why is Boss Mu secretly kissing me? He's really bad at it!] Theme: Helping others is a virtue. Lighting a lamp for someone else can also light your own way.