Qi Wen was transported to an unfamiliar world.
If he ignored the neighbors' all-night wailing and the strange membranes in the shopkeeper's eyes downstairs, life was fairly ordinary.
Then one day, while he was out replenishing his supplies, a monster went berserk nearby and caught Qi Wen in the chaos. A strange man dropped out of the sky and crushed the sticky creature across the street with a gesture from afar.
After thinking it over, Qi Wen handed him a bag of fresh instant noodles to express his gratitude to his benefactor.
His benefactor accepted the payment with sincere words and asked Qi Wen to move in with him as soon as possible.
Qi Wen: Huh? Why does another world have the forced-marriage trope where someone has to repay a favor with their body?!
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An unknown sanctuary descended, and the identity of the evil god behind it remained a mystery.
As the strongest awakened fighter, who had slain countless gods, Yu Jianxing stepped forward and was the first to enter the sanctuary to investigate.
What kind of evil god hadn't he seen? There was no way he would get trapped in there.
Once inside, he encountered his first problem: the evil god only met people at night, and anyone who wasn't a regular resident of the sanctuary had no chance of meeting it.
Yu Jianxing: ...A miscalculation. He really hadn't seen this one before.
To kill the evil god, he picked out a human who seemed reasonably normal and used a few simple tricks to move in.
After that, things gradually went off the rails. The "normal" human kept serving him strange, steaming-hot concoctions, his eyes filled with heavy expectation.
Without figuring out the sanctuary's rules, Yu Jianxing didn't want to act rashly. He could only swallow the bizarre food corpses and spend a whole day removing the negative buffs the food had given him.
Yu Jianxing: A conspiracy! This has to be a conspiracy by the evil god's followers to weaken my combat strength!
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The moonlight dimmed. Qi Wen sank into sleep, only to open his eyes in a church crawling with blood-red stains.
A person dressed like a believer knelt at his feet, praying for the god to grant them power. Meanwhile, his roommate held a spear and walked straight toward the idol, about to hurl his weapon.
The man looked up at the raised platform and spoke in a grave voice. "So the real evil god was by my side all along."
A sharp-minded, sarcastic evil god top × the strongest esper, cold on the outside and playful underneath, bottom
Theme: Think carefully when trapped in a difficult situation, and you'll always find the best solution.
