Ning Siyin was obsessed with the cultivation game "Ascension Platform." After he stayed up all night to finish every character's storyline and earn the "Boundless Love" achievement, he transmigrated.
Good news: He still has the characters' experiences and their affection for him.
Bad news: He only pulled characters and did quests. He doesn't remember the story.
When one standard-model face after another appears in the real world, with characters stepping down from their beautiful illustrations, Ning Siyin is completely dumbfounded.
He already couldn't remember the past, and now his two-dimensional characters have become living, breathing people in three dimensions. Telling them apart has become an impossible task.
Ning Siyin calls his older brother by the name of his brother-in-law, debates the philosophy of beastfolk and crossbreeding in front of a real, loyal-dog guard, and tells the High Priest, forced into a master-servant contract with him, that there are no slaves in New China...
...Thanks, but I'd rather die.
After finally figuring out who was who, Ning Siyin wants to storm the game developers' offices and post a ten-thousand-word analysis condemning the game for fraud.
His dashing, charming master is a limping old Daoist, drunkenly apologizing to his beloved in a dream.
The benevolent, magnanimous crown prince is actually a violent butcher who practices throwing darts at his junior brother's portrait every morning.
The arrogant, overbearing demon lord has read so many tragic romances that his greatest pleasure is gripping his substitute's chin and saying, "You're nothing like him."
His gentle, considerate fake older brother is a weepy lunatic who loves to cry while making moves, just to get his younger brother to pity him.
Ning Siyin: ...
Normally, in this situation, he'd pull up a little stool and enjoy the show from the front row.
If the beloved, junior brother, white moonlight, and little brother weren't all named Ning Siyin.
He sighed deeply, pushed away the head buried in his neck, ignored the other's red, swollen eyes, and sent him packing.
"Get out! Don't make me slap you in my own bed!"
Why is it so hard to lie flat?
Not that kind of lying flat.
The Human Emperor seemed to see his spirited junior brother again, smiling and laughing as he called him Senior Brother, peach blossom eyes brimming with affection, his whole being as vivid as willow branches swaying over a spring stream.
His junior brother loved to play, yet risked his life to take a blade for him during the palace coup. Covered in blood, he smiled and wished for peace throughout the land.
He poured all his effort into restoring the country. When he finally looked back, his junior brother had become a brilliant cultivation prodigy, but was now cold and heartless, drawing his blade against him.
The Divine Shaman never trusted Ning Siyin. He saw how closely that man was connected to the world and was convinced he had the power to know fate.
Otherwise, why would he happen to run into him, know his birthday, and always give him the perfect birthday present?
It was poison wrapped in honey. The Divine Shaman was always on his guard, but much later, he found himself confused.
Why had that man stopped deceiving him?
The Demon Lord fell for Ning Siyin's fair skin. He knew that beneath the little white rabbit's appearance was a fox, yet time and again he was won over by that lingering, lilting "big brother."
He was shallow in his affections and careless in his ways, thinking he could leave just as easily.
But that man lowered his gaze, tore open the blood-soaked rabbit pelt, and asked him why he didn't remember.
Ning Siyin didn't take the many stories about him seriously.
Is it really so strange to skip the story in a game, rely on your instincts for every key choice, and have a character with a changeable personality?
Theme: Love the world, then live with passion
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The first chapter is very attractive after the protagonist appears. However, the description of passerby A in the front is too white and a bit confusing, and the information brought out is not direct enough. Can it be shortened? In fact, when the protagonist cuts in the door upside down and is misunderstood as a demon cultivator, it is very interesting. The focus is very attractive. The author may consider revising the copywriting and directly mentioning the characteristics of those subversions. How do you view those subversions? Small theaters like to watch them And maybe the title could be a little more explosive? The subversive character design of the character strategy? The above is just passing by to express my own thoughts, not a writing guide 😚
"Birth" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ speak out Although it doesn't hinder reading very much, the typos are a bit obvious.
57.14 Should be a stammer, right?
I don't understand it a bit and can't convert it, but it still looks good.
"Nan Cangli realized indifferently" that it was a big bug for the author~ Nan Cangli suddenly realized
Press claw claw claw claw claw claw claw
I can't think of a break (touch)
"Points" give the author a lot of trouble~ How many points
"My face froze." This is a big bug for the author~ Laughter stuck on face