Xuan Huang

In the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, Xuan Miao, the most handsome man in the capital, hated the "predetermined life" most. He sneered at the match made in heaven in the play and hated the child marriage arranged by his family, but he didn't know that what he hated was the truth of this world - all the beings in the three realms were puppets created by the "player" outside the world. On the night of his birthday, the entire Xuan family was massacred. His father used secret techniques to cripple his cultivation and disfigure his appearance. He stuffed the ancestral "Secret Records of Xuan Opera" into his arms, and his last words were: "Our Xuan family is the curtain guard. We guard not only the drama, but also the fireworks of the world and the flames of the cultural context." Overnight, he fell from the clouds into the mire and became a desperado. In a desperate situation, "Secret Records of Mysterious Opera" allowed him to glimpse fragments of the script - it turned out that the playwright had written everything, but the loopholes lay in the numbers. If you don't have any skills, just use your brain; if you can't beat it, you'll get stuck in the rules. He wanted to carve out a way out of the script that the actor had written to death. He wants this world to know—— My life, I write it myself. It's not your turn, let alone this world. [Cultural fantasy | Brain-burning layout | Single female protagonist | Intangible inheritance | Ten thousand chapters long | Never unfinished]