Welcome to the League of Worried Women [Infinite]

[Important] Please read the [Reading Guide] before starting.

What do five women talk about when they get together in a group chat?

Answer: Idols? Romance? Gossip? Fancy cosmetics and pretty dresses?

NO! Absolutely not!

Ou Huang: Exams, exams again! I seriously want to punch this world in the face!

Luo Zhibai: Is there a way to speedrun a doctorate? Asking for a friend. It's urgent.

Lu Biye: I'm so done. That old geezer is completely unreliable! I have to redo my PowerPoint again!

Xue Shengwu: I'm losing it... When is that little menace at home finally going to leave?

Zhang Yiwan: I really feel for all of you. So, could you please give my story a bookmark?

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Zhang Yiwan's first novel flopped spectacularly, so everyone in the group suggested she jump on a popular genre.

Zhang Yiwan: Great idea!

So she stayed up all night and started writing a pitch for an infinite-flow story.

Zhang Yiwan: So, how do you write infinite flow?

Everyone fell silent.

Ou Huang: How about we go for hot pot? Maybe we'll get some inspiration after we eat!

Everyone smiled, glanced at one another, and sighed, thinking it was a brilliant idea.

The five women left the restaurant, stuffed to the gills, then fell one after another into a manhole, like dumplings dropping into a pot.

Lu Biye: There's something wrong with this restaurant's design! Who puts a manhole right by the entrance?

Xue Shengwu: I just want to get home and take a dump...

But before she had even finished speaking, they all noticed the blindingly bright health bars above each other's heads.

[Welcome to the infinite-flow game “The Worrying Women Alliance”~] The System's voice rang out, and everyone's eyes widened in shock.

Zhang Yiwan: I wanted inspiration, but I didn't want inspiration this intense...

[The first level is called “Who Can Survive the Grad School Recommendation Bloodbath?” Good luck making it through the grad school recommendation free-for-all~]

Ou Huang: Aaaaaah, don't make me go through grad school recommendations again! Aaaaaah!

[The second level is called “The Art of Conversation.” Make your troublesome relatives shut up within two minutes~]

Xue Shengwu: Help... Somebody help me...

[The third level is called “Deadly Presentations.” Submit a PowerPoint with the required number of slides before time runs out~]

Luo Zhibai: Just give me two more minutes...

[The fourth level is called “The Limits of Patience.” Keep your emotions under control when dealing with annoying people. You'll lose points if your emotional meter maxes out~]

Lu Biye: I'm done playing this stupid game designed by some foreigner!

[The fifth level is called “Green River Ranking Sprint.” Use every resource you can to climb the rankings~]

Zhang Yiwan: My little angels, please give my story a bookmark!

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[Reading Guide]

1. The tone varies. Most of the time it's silly comedy, but a few instances may be somewhat eerie or scary. I hope I don't frighten you.

2. This is just a light read. There are no real-life inspirations, and I made everything up, so don't read too much into it.

3. The views expressed in the story do not represent the author's own. Just enjoy it for fun and don't take it to heart.

4. This is the product of the author's late-night spiral and sanity loss.

5. The novel has no clear main plot. It's mostly about the girls traveling through different instances, completing missions and leveling up. Each instance is a story of its own, and the breaks between them are marked in the table of contents. Feel free to pick the instances you like, or wait until one ends and read it all at once.

6. Early on, the girls call Zhang Yiwan “Brother Wan.” This is because of events in the past, which will be explored later in an instance about personal growth. Awakening one's sense of self is a process, too. After that instance, the girls will change how they address her. Please avoid this story if that bothers you.

7. This story will not be paywalled. It's free in its entirety, and updates will come whenever they come.

Theme: Women hold up half the sky!