After Ji Yuque dies, he is transported into one infinite-flow novel after another, becoming the cannon fodder who dies young in each one.
As everyone knows, being cannon fodder is a high-risk job, and in infinite-flow novels, cannon fodder characters often die within seconds, without even deserving a name. They are ordinary-looking, mediocre, and physically weak, completely unremarkable in worlds where powerful people are as common as grains of sand.
Ji Yuque gazes at his reflection, at his own ordinary face.
He agrees. He diligently plays the role of cannon fodder, hoping to find a few more clues to escape before he dies. That alone would satisfy him.
Little does he know that other people see him quite differently.
The tall young man has silver hair down to his shoulders, smooth as silk. His eyes seem to hold starlight, and the sunlight lends his pupils a golden ring, as if he possesses some unknowable divinity.
His lips are soft, and the smile on them puts people at ease, giving them a deep sense of security.
He doesn't die. He doesn't feel pain. He handles everything with ease.
It seems that no crisis could faze him.
[Content warnings]
1. The protagonist thinks he's an ordinary-looking cannon fodder character, while everyone else sees a great beauty. His true form is a Lovecraftian creature.
2. A big mishmash of infinite-flow worlds.
Theme: Helping one another to build a better society
Beauty 1 is the coolest!!!
Actually, I feel like I've strayed a bit from the topic. I haven't had the patience to finish the last few chapters.
Found a treasure!!!!!! Madam, please update!!!!! 😍😍😍😍😚😳
Did you mean that the other cannon fodder died?
Mainly writing? I'm sorry I didn't notice it until I finished reading it. I always thought I was the master and the recipient.
The system is deceiving newcomers. They see themselves differently from others, hahahaha
Xu Jiao: Inspiration, passing appraisal, failure! The higher the inspiration, the easier it is to discover indescribable things.
I really like editing essays.
It's beautifully written in big letters, I must keep writing it.