Being a Refined Boy in a Role-Playing Game

Yu Yan died.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an infinite role-playing game, bound to his personal System 069.

Yu Yan had to choose a role for the first game. The System strongly recommended one: "Host, pick this manservant, or this gardener. These roles make completing missions especially easy."

Yu Yan glanced at the costumes and decisively refused. "They're too crude. I don't like them."

After much deliberation, he finally chose the role of a duke. "This outfit is just barely acceptable."

The System was left reeling. "Host, this is the big boss behind the scenes, the one who takes on all the players alone. The difficulty is way too high, and failure means death. Why not think it over?"

Yu Yan stared wide-eyed. "The other roles are so crude. I'd rather die than play one of them!"

069: "..." No matter. They could always collect his body and get a new Host.

Then 069 watched as its seemingly delicate, exquisitely refined Host effortlessly and nonchalantly wiped out the opposition without so much as mussing a single hair.

Afterward, he even taunted them. "You call that difficult? Are these players made of paper?"

System: ...

Yu Yan: What a happy day. I'm a refined boy again today~

World One: The pale-skinned duke extended a long, slender finger and gently touched the newcomer's right chest. "The rose in your heart is about to bloom."

World Two: The mathematician, dressed in a snow-white, fine linen shirt, knelt devoutly before the statue of a god. "My God, I pray to you."

"The compass needle will pierce the skin and draw blood. That would ruin the perfection of my work."

"The gods will grant your wish."

Synopsis revised on 2024.09.08

Theme: Refinement never falls from grace