After Picking Up the Enemy Nation’s Black Panther General

Lin Rong has two major problems. First, he suffers from a fear of people, and his virtual butler keeps nagging him to go to the hospital for treatment. It’s unbearably annoying. Second, he’s been blacklisted by the Mecha Designers Association. No matter how brilliant his designs are, no one is willing to pilot them. Everyone thought the genius designer Lin Rong would lose heart and give up, until he unexpectedly found a humanoid, furry creature from an enemy nation’s beastfolk star region in the wreckage of a crashed mech. Humanoid, but with round ears and a long tail. It could fight, too, and was unstoppable at the controls of a mech. Lin Rong kept an impassive face, his eyes following the furry tail-tip. “Big kitty, come sign a pet-raising agreement with me! I’ll feed you, house you, and let you pet yourself to your heart’s content... You won’t lose out!” * General Ling Cang, a black panther in beast form and the supreme commander of the Beastfolk Star Region’s war zone, was badly injured after killing the insect queen alone. Then the Mechanized Empire hunted him down, and his mech eventually crashed. The handsome young man who rescued him demanded they sign a pet-raising agreement. Ling Cang frowned and looked it over carefully. Somehow, it seemed just like a marriage contract from the Beastfolk Star Region. Meeting the young man’s expectant gaze, his beautiful mismatched eyes bright, the general, who was known for his coldness and strict self-discipline, signed the agreement. * The insect race ran rampant, and every star region was on the brink of disaster. The legendary designer Lin Rong appeared out of nowhere, exposed the Mechanized Empire’s conspiracy, and led a united army of humans and furry beastfolk to crush the insect planets. Countless people respected him, and countless others adored him. Declarations of love poured in without end. Lin Rong held the love letter he hadn’t yet managed to dispose of behind his jealous big cat’s back, then looked down at the fluffy panther tail wrapped tightly around his waist. “We’ve already signed a marriage agreement.” The decisive general, who showed no mercy on the battlefield, held him captive in his seat. His golden eyes were dark and unfathomable. “Are you going to use me and then abandon me?” Lin Rong: “...” Lin Rong blinked in bewilderment. Wait, when did he sign a marriage agreement with a cat?! At first, he just... wanted to pet a cat, that was all! Reading guide: 1. Genius designer shou with an extreme furry-creature obsession x black panther beastfolk mecha pilot gong 2. Updates around eleven or midnight every night 3. I’ll add more if I think of anything. Hope you enjoy reading 0-0 After much deliberation! My next novel will still be an ancient-setting danmei: “The Sword God and the Demon Lord Get Their HE” Liu Ruyun of Shuyun Pavilion was as pure and bright as the moon, with eyes that saw no dust. He had slain countless evil demons with his sword, yet while recuperating from an injury, he was ambushed by the junior disciple he had raised himself and fell into the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss. The demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss went wild at once! They rushed in from every direction, eager to devour Liu Ruyun’s soul and flesh and tear the lofty sword cultivator to pieces. But in the black mountains and waters, where neither sun nor moon shone, chains dragged across the ground with a muffled clatter. The Demon Lord came walking barefoot, black hair and red eyes, his body covered in heavy chains. He wore black. His open collar hung loose, revealing a deep sword wound across his chest, stained a frightening red. It was the wound Liu Ruyun had left when he struck him down into the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss. That sword strike had cut to the bone, split his flesh and pierced his heart, leaving him to suffer and come within a hair’s breadth of death. The demons knew the Demon Lord had come for revenge. They scattered to make way, all saying the same thing: “Boss, you go first!” * On the first day, Liu Ruyun was brought to the Demon Palace and put in shackles. But the shackles were delicate gold chains around his wrists and ankles, so on Liu Ruyun they looked like luxurious ornaments. On the second day, Liu Ruyun was taken to Demon God Mountain, where no demon dared to go. The Demon Lord placed a legendary demon stone in his hand, said to corrode flesh and soul. Instead, Liu Ruyun felt the old injury that had tormented him for so long ease almost at once. On the hundredth day, the demons whispered among themselves, wondering why their boss had suddenly ordered someone to find black grapes, a rare crop in the abyss with no benefits beyond being very sweet. In the Demon Palace, after finishing his grapes, Liu Ruyun reached out and touched the dark red horn on the Demon Lord’s forehead. The golden chains clinked softly with his movements. The dry, scorching wind of the abyss flowed across his fingertips. The Sword God’s injuries were healed, and all things belonged to his sword. His sword had always been meant to slay demons. * The Sword God cut through wind and snow with a single strike, and wiped out every evil demon in the mortal realm. Yet more and more people saw Sword God Liu walking around with a huge demon. “This is my personal demon,” Liu Ruyun introduced him. “He’s very obedient. Not evil at all.” He spoke casually with a smile, secretly swallowing the rest of what he wanted to say. ...Except during certain tender moments in the dead of night. Theme: Anything is possible. Don’t give up in the darkness; climb back to the peak from the bottom of the valley.