I'm the Useless Foil to a Transmigrating Overachiever

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[A homophobic airhead beauty vs. a dark, unhinged grindset king. Both transmigrate. Updates at midnight.]

Shi Shu transmigrated straight from the modern world into a backward ancient era. To stay alive, he spent his days doing farmwork in a village, cleaning chicken droppings and feeding pigs and cows. He worked diligently, and after three months, he had finally adapted perfectly to life in the past.

He thought he was incredible! Then, while gathering pigweed by the river, he accidentally crossed the Liang Prince’s procession and was dragged off to be beheaded.

Shi Shu: “?”

Shi Shu: “Fuck!”

Shi Shu: “Damn this feudal society!”

As he opened his mouth and cursed in despair, a refined, handsome man in splendid clothes stepped out from beside the Liang Prince’s heir. He studied Shi Shu in silence for a moment, then said slowly, “Learning new ideas?”

Shi Shu: “...Striving to be a new youth?”

Xie Wuchi said expressionlessly, “Nice.”

There was, unbelievably, more than one person who had transmigrated into this dynasty.

-

They had both transmigrated to the ancient world, but their fates couldn’t have been more different. Xie Wuchi saved Shi Shu’s life. Grateful, Shi Shu struck up a conversation with him. “I’ve already got this village figured out. Want to come work with me? We’ll eat our fill until we die.”

Xie Wuchi looked at the handsome young man in front of him, whose clothes were in tatters, and replied coolly, “Thanks. I’m a strategist at the Liang Prince’s side. I’m doing pretty well.”

“...”

Feeling the gap in their intelligence, Shi Shu held back for a moment, then asked, “So what are you going to do later?”

“In an ancient society, since we’re here,” Xie Wuchi said in an even tone, “I might as well become emperor.”

Shi Shu, who was entirely focused on gathering pigweed: “…”

-

Xie Wuchi was indeed calculating and ruthless.

Panicking, Shi Shu followed him around as his lackey, watching with his own eyes as Xie Wuchi went from a penniless nobody in a beginner village to a formidable leader, building up his forces, expanding his territory, and gradually becoming powerful enough to vie for the world.

Shi Shu also reaped the benefits, riding along in comfort as things went smoothly.

But one day, Shi Shu discovered that this was a group transmigration System. Only the person who ultimately earned the title of “Sole Ruler of the World” and killed all the other transmigrators could return to their original world.

“...”

One word: Brutal.

Shi Shu looked at himself, with nothing to his name and no skills beyond clinging to someone powerful, then at Xie Wuchi beside him, a future emperor with peerless strategic genius and an ocean of blood on his hands.

He still didn’t know about the rules.

Shi Shu took a deep breath.

Late that night.

Shi Shu took a short knife, dressed himself in revealing clothes, bared his pale shoulder, and climbed into Xie Wuchi’s bed in a state of utter anxiety.

A lucky little brother who rides along vs. a grindset king of a big brother

*Content warning: The love interest has mental and physical health issues. They are both exclusive to each other; it’s all for the fun of it.

Theme: Having seen the vastness of the world, one still finds tenderness for the green shoots and blades of grass!