Every Day When I Get Home, I Find the Male Insect Pretending to Be Dead

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★ This story is slow-burn, with a large cast. If it's not for you, there's no need to leave a special message to let me know. I hope you find something that suits your taste.

★ This is a fictional setting with no connection to reality. Please don't draw parallels with the real world.

Please read before starting:

* A transmigrated, world-weary human 1 x an aloof villainous leader 0

* A silly romantic comedy about a male insect who wants to end it all every day and a supposedly heartless, wicked villain falling in love after an arranged marriage. Both are each other's first love. The insectoid world has many original additions, so don't take it too seriously.

* No personal attacks, no hostile tone, and no excessive nitpicking.

[Blurb]

Ordinary guy Lin Yiyun was suddenly thrown into another world one day after quitting his job.

He'd done good deeds without leaving his name behind, and his dream was to start over in another life as soon as possible and enjoy a life of wealth and luxury. Perhaps his attitude of giving up was too obvious. Fate didn't go his way: not long after he closed his eyes, he was brought back to life after a graveyard dance party, reborn as a cannon-fodder male insect in a novel.

This cannon fodder didn't even appear for a full chapter. He was scared to death by the grand spectacle of his own entrance, so an unlucky substitute had to be found: Lin Yiyun, male, a twenty-first-century Earthling, straight, and afraid of bugs. But he'd already transmigrated, so there was nothing he could do about it.

Lin Yiyun: ...If I die again, can I transmigrate back?

System: Sorry, dear, no. We don't offer free shipping.

After the System helpfully explained things in the tone of a Taobao customer-service rep, Lin Yiyun briefly got a handle on his situation. He also received the standard mission that no transmigrator could escape: help the story's biggest villain avoid his original tragic ending.

Lin Yiyun: I understand, but why me?

He'd thought saving people was enough, but now he had to save an insect, too. The insectoid world was full of danger, and as a male insect with bottom-tier combat skills who'd transmigrated from a peaceful society, all Lin Yiyun wanted was to give up and laze around.

He slept for a week, then jumped off a building and was frantically rescued by a group of insects. That was when he realized this really wasn't a dream. Forced to stay home and think about life, Lin Yiyun ignored the System's gentle advice and committed fully to doing nothing.

But the consequences came quickly. His passive resistance let the plot roll forward, and the central computer forcibly matched him with a young female insect general of the insectoid army.

The general was young, but years of warfare had caused his mental power to run amok many times. He always kept male insects at a distance, and rumors among the insects said he had an aversion to males. They said he was cruel, cold, and violent, and that he treated every insect with icy disdain. He was a bona fide warmonger.

More than that, he was the number-one target of Lin Yiyun's mission. At the end of the original novel, a lack of pheromone soothing drove him insane, making him attack everything indiscriminately. He was the culprit behind the collapse of civilization across half a star system.

Thinking of it this way, Lin Yiyun gazed earnestly at the ID photo of his marriage partner on the marriage application. The more he looked, the more handsome and refined the guy seemed. No, the more he looked like a vicious, dangerous villain.

Lin Yiyun sighed. "Just as you'd expect from a major villain. I'm doomed!"

System: ??? Why do I feel like you're pretty happy about this?

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Before this, if anyone had asked what male insects were like, Seargalo would probably have thought of them as mostly fragile, promiscuous, and greedy. They were raised like greenhouse flowers drenched in honey, pampered into existence, like docile, artificially bred pet insects, unable to withstand even the slightest wind or rain.

As an S-rank honorary general of the Empire, Seargalo was forcibly matched by the central computer with a B-rank male insect.

On their wedding day, when faced with an attempt on his life, Seargalo wasn't surprised that the male he was married to in name alone remained so calm it was chilling. Whether this marriage was a plot by some family or a hot potato handed to him, well, he didn't have time to think about it.

The next second, the usually unflappable military insect sprang forward and knocked the suspicious, still sizzling liquid out of the male insect's hand.

Seargalo: Wait, why didn't he dodge at all???

Lin Yiyun, who'd been ready to die: ??? Why was I saved?

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After finishing a story right up against his deadline, popular writer Yin Weizhou took a nap. When he opened his eyes, he'd transmigrated into the million-word Quick Transmigration novel he'd written, The World of Ji Tian.

...Pretty trendy.

He accepted reality in a flash. The next second, the System whispered like a devil in his ear, delivering a shocking piece of news: You're awake! Your story has become completely unrecognizable.jpg

What the heck?

Virgo Yin Weizhou was struck as if by a bolt from the blue.

Yin Weizhou was a writer with a terrible record of abandoning stories, and a face that was the opposite of his personality. Half of his popularity came from his endless stream of strange ideas, and the other half... from his looks. In any case, he'd become a sensation. When he wrote novels, Yin Weizhou stuck to one ironclad principle: the protagonists didn't fall in love, and they had no special advantages. Whether it was the apocalypse, cultivation, the West, or the modern world, his protagonists all followed the same upward-growth formula across three thousand worlds, and suffered like gourds growing on the same vine.

As for the romance in his stories, it was like a boss who was never around except for meetings: it might exist, but you'd never find it.

And the System told him this: now, your story has gained an unparalleled beauty.

He was breathtakingly beautiful, sickly and frail, with a chilling, broken aura. The world had wronged him, the protagonists cherished him. He was spring water, a sentimental blade, a bright moon too pure to reach.

What kind of nonsense was this? Yin Weizhou couldn't bear to listen any longer. "That's enough. My poor book."

The System went on: unfortunately, every one of your protagonists has fallen madly in love with him and become jealous rivals. The plot has gone completely off the rails and into outer space, while the only villain untouched by his aura has been erased from every worldline.

Yin Weizhou, who felt like swearing: "Seriously? You little traitors..."

Then he caught on. "Wait, who did you say wasn't affected?"

The System answered honestly: "Your villain."

Oh.

Yin Weizhou immediately felt that his life's work might still be salvageable.

"This is your story. Your job is to make everything that's gone wrong, everything that's strayed from its intended path, return to the right track."

Yin Weizhou smiled. "Of course that's what I'll do."

How could he put the derailed plot back on its original course?

By becoming the gravedigger who unearthed the villain erased from existence, the one mastermind who remained unchanged across all the stories, and the blood-red Black Moonlight in every character's heart, forever out of reach.

From cultivation to the apocalypse, from the modern world to ancient martial arts, from steampunk to the distant future, Yin Weizhou worked tirelessly to link the stories together and get them running properly. At last, the three thousand worlds in his book could function again.

The world is in shambles, and the author is here with needle and thread.

Yin Weizhou, who should have packed his bags and run, couldn't help wondering: At what point did this villain start acting so strangely?

Shang Luzhen had a more unfortunate life than anyone else.

Like a stray dog, like duckweed, like a mayfly. Through one despairing moment after another, like a desperate person clinging to a spider's thread, he could only hold tightly to the hand reaching out to him, so as not to be swallowed by darkness completely. But even that tiny spark of hope was like bargaining with the devil. After a brief moment of light, what awaited him was always a deeper hell.

But you got everything you wanted in return, didn't you? That person looked at him. In every one of Shang Luzhen's nightmares and sweet dreams, it was that person's face.

"I love you," that person said with a smile.

He thought there could be nothing more cruel than that.

After that, Shang Luzhen dreamed no more.

#Good grief, the ruthless author is jumping into the story to wreck the villains!

#The referees, witnesses, organizers, and co-organizers are all my people. How exactly do you expect to beat me.jpg

#Breaking news! The villain has come out swinging for his mysteriously vanished Black Moonlight!

Please read before starting:

☆ A wildly unconventional, unhinged beauty 1 x a passionate madman with a tragic past 0

☆ The story of an author and a villain. The author is even more villainous than the villain. Neither of them is a good person.

☆ A satisfying power-trip story, first love for both, equally matched leads, twisted melodrama, and possibly an all-around tragic cast.

☆ One-on-one happy ending. The top and bottom in every world are the same person.

Theme: Love is the most precious gift