Saving My Archenemy in an Infinite Game

My upcoming bittersweet story: After the Defective Omega Who Ran Away Was Found

My urban comedy: After Helping My Honest Best Friend Treat His Private Ailment

Both complete. Come and enjoy!

Blurb:

A solitary, sickly genius beauty, misunderstood by the whole world and facing a deadly game alone.

A once-straight, battle-hardened special forces captain who gradually falls hard and becomes an obsessive husband-spoiler.

Everyone in the rescue forces knows Jing Zeyang.

Young, fierce, and unafraid of gods or ghosts in the deadly game, he has saved countless players.

When the game once targeted him for a deadly hunt, he ran into Ning Jiadu, his high school nemesis.

Weak in body but brilliant in mind, he was a math genius: a cold, solitary beauty with emotional detachment.

Though time had passed, the two were still as incompatible as blazing sun and snow. Yet they had to team up to clear the deadly game.

While other players fled in panic from monsters, Ning Jiadu spotted a bug at a glance and solved the puzzle. He looked at Jing Zeyang as if daring him.

"Do as I say, and I can get you out."

The special forces captain pinned him against the wall, matching his challenge.

"You know the game so well. You're not secretly the killer, are you?"

Later:

Trapped on an underwater altar, Ning Jiadu ran out of strength. Gasping for breath, he used code to tear through the game's logic layer and open a hidden arsenal of unlimited weapons for Jing Zeyang.

In the City of Mirrors, where reality and illusion blurred, beads of sweat clung to Ning Jiadu's long lashes. With a lift of his hand, he stopped time and halted the city's collapse, showing Jing Zeyang the way forward.

He saved people with a cold face, and even when his illness flared and he was weak and breathless, he pushed someone away. "Stay away from me."

Jing Zeyang scooped him up in his arms. "What are you talking about? If you can't walk, how are you going to get me out?"

At first:

Whenever Jing Zeyang came close, Ning Jiadu blushed and tensed up.

The straight-as-an-arrow Captain Jing remembered: This guy had a crush on him in high school.

He didn't like him. He was awkward, solitary, and cold, and deep in the closet.

Later:

When the game swallowed the world and Ning Jiadu's consciousness was submerged in a flood of data, Jing Zeyang finally understood the darkness Ning Jiadu had been facing alone.

The only thing that had sustained him was a little sunlight Jing Zeyang had once given him without a thought.

Then Jing Zeyang would be the sun for him alone, illuminating the night and warming the winter.

1. A story where the gong falls hard. At first, the gong misunderstands the shou.

2. A crush comes true. The shou has loved the gong since high school. A sweet-and-sour romance.

3. Both are strong: the shou has a genius-level intellect, and the gong has overwhelming combat prowess.

4. Gong fans and shou fans, please proceed with caution.

5. A little nonhuman content later on. One-on-one romance, happy ending!

A preview of an upcoming story:

Bittersweet story: The Mute Benefactor Decides to Fake His Death

Next up: The Villainous Fake Prince's Guide to Survival

The Fifth Prince, Zhao Qingzhuo, is as beautiful as an immortal. He is also the prophesied divine son destined to assist a wise ruler, so he has been doted on since childhood and grown spoiled and domineering.

Then the scandal of the swapped prince breaks: he's a fake, the impostor who replaced the real prince!

To escape capture, he disguises himself as a woman and flees into the mountains, using his beauty to seduce an honest young hunter into marrying him.

After a month of scraping by on meager food, an imperial pardon finally brings Zhao Qingzhuo back to the palace and restores him to his position as the Fifth Prince. As for the hunter who knows his shameful secret, naturally, he must be killed.

But after that, the hunter's ghost visits him every night in his dreams, demanding its due without mercy.

In the forest, beneath the moon, by the mountain spring, in the little hut, he makes Zhao Qingzhuo pay back every order, kick, and insult, one by one. And naturally, he demands repayment for the torture Zhao Qingzhuo inflicted on him at the end.

"Three thousand six hundred cuts. How will you repay me, Yu'er?" The ghost chuckles. An invisible chill, sharp as a hunting knife, parts Zhao Qingzhuo's lapel and claims him without restraint.

Zhao Qingzhuo cries and begs for mercy, but all he really wants is to make the ghost vanish forever.

He prays to the gods and buddhas, and a venerable monk gives him advice: only the dragon aura of the Crown Prince can drive away ghosts.

Just then, a rumor spreads that the real prince has been brought back to the palace and will be made Crown Prince.

Overjoyed, Zhao Qingzhuo rushes to cling to him, but his legs tremble at the very first sight of the man.

The true-born prince, exalted above all, looks exactly like the ghost from his dreams!

That night, the Fifth Prince absorbs his fill of dragon aura in the Crown Prince's palace, and cries his voice hoarse.

Though Yang Jian is an orphan, he believes good and evil are repaid in kind and devotes himself to doing good.

He never expected the woman he saved to be a man, or that he would repay kindness by trying to take his life.

The palace is a place of deep shadows, where all kindness has long since been destroyed. He has been reborn and become the Crown Prince, and he will make that fake prince, a real villain, pay.

But before his sword can draw blood, tears blunt its edge.

In their shared dream, his former "little wife" weeps like a flower drenched in rain, gasping for breath. "How dare you, dare touch me, and I'll, I'll... sob..."

Yang Jian, also known as Zhao Zheng, the Crown Prince of the Great Chu Dynasty, feels his heart stir. He just can't bring himself to strike with the tip of his sword.

With the Crown Prince governing the nation, Great Chu finally ends a century of turmoil.

The young heir repels barbarians in the north and quells famine in the south. His bold reforms bring peace to the land and win the hearts of the people.

Yet every night, sobbing comes from the Eastern Palace bedchamber.

"Get out! Get out! I can't take any more, sob..."

"You and I have long been husband and wife in name, Imperial Brother, so it's only right to fulfill our duty. I still need to rely on you, Imperial Brother... to protect the fortune of the realm."

Theme: Protecting the one truth that is yours alone.