[Unhinged, Cunning Star Pirate Bottom x Abstinent, Cold-Hard Military Strategist Top]
A psychic virus has erupted across the stars, pulling everyone into deadly instances with sky-high mortality rates.
Only those who escape successfully can return alive. The price of failure? Erasure from reality.
And the odds of the System matching you with your one and only compatible teammate are one in ten thousand.
Shi Wu, the number one star pirate on the Federation's wanted list.
Bo Yan, the Federation's chief military strategist and the bane of star pirates.
Yet these sworn enemies, who would gladly see each other in hell, were forcibly bound together by the System because of their exceptionally high "compatibility".
"Shared life force," "mental link," "electric shocks for excessive distance."
Their first time entering an instance? They started with a fight! Bo Yan choked Shi Wu until he could barely breathe. Shi Wu retaliated in a frenzy, ready to take his nemesis down with him.
But then... he misjudged the force, and the two kissed.
The air froze.
Bo Yan: ...?
Shi Wu: ??!
System: Congratulations, players! You have successfully formed a team.
They stared at each other, murderous intent rising. Fine, then. They would deal with the System and the instance first.
A monster with eight tentacles? It would be delicious roasted!
A creepy little girl in red? Tsk, pretty cute... just don't bite!
Villagers who can't understand a word? Give them a beating, and they'll get it!
A bizarre mechanism in the instance? Smash it to pieces... huh?
[Warning! Excessive damage to the instance. System penalty: Shi Wu will respawn in his partner Bo Yan's bed every day!]
Shi Wu and Bo Yan: ???
Outside the instances, at dawn in the residence of the Federation's chief strategist.
After keeping watch for several days, the adjutant finally witnessed the unbelievable rumor with his own eyes:
His aloof, untouchable superior had been kicked out of the bedroom. There were suggestive scratch marks on his neck, and he was even on one knee, pleading hoarsely:
"...I was wrong. Please open the door..."
And inside the room, slender and dressed in their chief's uniform, was none other than the infamous star pirate, "Shi Wu."
Adjutant, eyes wide with shock: So... the rumor really is true?!!
The next moment, the overexcited adjutant was hauled out of the bushes by Bo Yan with a cold laugh.
Adjutant: I'm a dead man!
Strong leads / Enemies to lovers / Sharing a bed / Love and hate / The System's forced romance turns into a mutual choice
They really were enemies at first, the kind who wanted each other dead.
→ They hated each other to the bone, yet had no choice but to sleep together.
→ They drew guns and fought at the drop of a hat, yet repeatedly took fatal blows for each other.
→ The deeper their bond became, the more real their dream kisses felt, yet they still insisted they were only enemies.
You think they're enemies?
No, they're actually... destined "bound teammates."
You think they're bound teammates?
No, they're actually... destined "partners."
And so, the post "Shocking! The Virus System Is Assigning Everyone a Partner!" went viral again across the interstellar network.
The instances go on, and their fates intertwine.
They are destined to walk side by side, saving each other in every instance where their lives hang by a thread, or meeting their end together once and for all.
Theme: Moving toward a new life
In the front row, I blindly guessed that Mr. Chen took [glasses]
Dad, are you back?!! [Let me be healthy] Why did it end so suddenly 😭
How are you, Dad?? Welcome back!!! What a surprise
Ah, what did I discover? Author, are you back?
Come on, author! I believe you can do it! 🤗 You must keep writing, I will keep reading! 🤗😚
It's hard to create, but you write well~ Come on
Tonic wow, my rice TAT 😭, teacher, please remember your infinite flow by Daming Lake TAT 😭, come on, teacher 🥺
It's okay. It's nice to write. Just keep writing.
I can't understand my brain.
Front row! Does he mean children by this? [Glasses]