From that day on, secret realms came to the world.

Strange creatures were crying for food, and strange rules were waiting for their favor.

Those people were lured by supernatural powers and treasures, and joined the game because of wealth and power.

But soon, they would go crazy because of the role-playing and be swallowed by the barbarity.

But he was different. He could always enjoy the excitement of fear and taste the joy of despair.

In the knife-like turning point of fate, "Great, wonderful!" He exclaimed.

Then he turned around, smiled and looked forward to it more--

Heading to hell.

[Modern mystery, rule copy, warm healing, Sbarasi. 】

Xintiandi, small people, one point is good for their heads, one point is good for their ancestors, three points are good for their fortune, and five points are dissatisfied with their fate. They will eventually rise up and suppress the world. . .

Some people's plug-ins are systems, some people's plug-ins are portals, but Jiang Yan's plug-in is only "especially delicious"

. So energy creatures, memetic creatures, digital life, honeycomb intelligent machines... all the wonderful creatures in the universe are entangled with him.

Fortunately, everyone understands the principle of having a full meal and being full every meal.

- Can you take me with you? My diet does not conflict with yours.

- It depends on what price you can pay.

Wait a minute, has anyone asked for my opinion?

“Lu Li, the sinner, slew his fellow disciples and stole the secret sword. Now that the evidence is conclusive, so combined punishment for several crimes will be meted out. He is no longer the disciple of the inner sect. Send him to the eighth level of the Dark Prison. Never be released!”

Lu Li opened his eyes and put his hand on his knee without expression, trying to get up.

“Kneel!”

Lu Li stood up straight and listened to the commotion behind him. A trace of mock flashed across his handsome face, and his eyes glanced all his fellow disciples standing in the square.

Anyone who was glanced by him would subconsciously avoid his eyes. In an instant, the entire sect square fell into an eerie silence.

“Execute him! Immediately!”

A young man who fell into the mortal realm from one hundred thousand year-old Forsaken Cemetery competes with Heroes from many sectors of the Heaven, creating an immortal legend. As I am born, I am the ruler of the world.

Jiang Ci and Li Chenglin had only met a few times, yet on the day Jiang Ci was sentenced to death, the always composed and dignified Princess Royal lost her cool for the first time. She risked the crime of treason by leading troops to storm the imperial prison, and in front of countless witnesses, she called Jiang Ci by her childhood name and pulled her into her embrace.

Only then did Jiang Ci realize: she had a face that Li Chenglin could never forget.

After being reborn, Jiang Ci proceeded with caution, deliberately drawing close to Li Chenglin.

She intended to use this face to confuse her, deceive her, seduce her. As long as she could achieve her goal, she didn’t care about being just a substitute.

She incited her to rebel and seize the throne—but when Li Chenglin insisted on making her Empress, Jiang Ci faked her death in an attempt to escape.

What she didn’t expect was that Li Chenglin would descend into madness, refusing to bury her, hugging her “corpse” to sleep every night, and whispering in her ear with near insanity:

> “A’Ci, since you’ve provoked me, don’t even think of escaping. Even in death, you will forever belong to me.”

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Reader Notes:

★ Alternate universe with mixed genres and personal worldbuilding. Please don’t take it as historically accurate.

★ The female lead is not actually a substitute—the misunderstanding is hers at the beginning.

★ The cover is a purchased design template, not exclusive artwork.

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Tags:

Power vs. power

Court and nobility

Chosen one

Woman disguised as a man

Serious drama

Main Character POV: Jiang Ci

Main Interaction: Li Chenglin

One-line Summary: This subject welcomes Her Royal Highness to ascend the throne.

Theme: Be a self that cannot be defined by others.

I have all the talents.

Good-looking and charming;

Be filial to elders and treat others sincerely;

He is extremely intelligent, hard-working, well-read, and talented.

He has an unshakable great spirit and extremely strong personal charm.

He should have had a glorious life, but why didn't he?

The sun shines through the shade of the trees, and the witch smiles as beautifully as a flower.

Mediocrity is the normal state of most people, and some of them can’t even reach the normal state~ A young man from a small town, ugly and inferior, disliked by relatives and friends, mediocre grades…

All these changes started with a beam of light going to the university train, and the boy was bound to the high-quality male god system.

The days are getting more and more hopeful, and the system is really fragrant:

As long as you learn, you can modify your own bugs;

As long as you do good deeds, you can get corresponding banknote rewards;

As long as you are praised, you can get relevant talent blessings;

…

This, it’s hard not to love, okay!

I, a master, came down from the mountain, very powerful and invincible, specializing in dealing with the sons of luck.

Those who are reborn, have clairvoyance, are close masters, have returned from cultivating immortals, and are the son-in-law of the god of war are all big leeks.

At his best friend’s memorial service, Bai Yan almost burst out laughing and got beaten to death.

Along the way, Bai Yan’s fits of laughter turned into ones of anger. His joy quickly turned to sorrow as he met his punishment that night.

He curiously opened the app that he had never seen before on his phone and was suddenly pulled into a terrifying world of reincarnation…

An infinite stream of horror flowed into his mind, ominous descriptions, breakthroughs, and storylines.