Absent Parents

Before the Descent of the Apocalyptic Game:

The world pitied Wang Jiu. Cheated on, divorced, and forced into a remote, backwater county town, she appeared to be the frailest, most miserable woman on earth.

After the Descent of the Apocalyptic Game:

Her ex-husband watched his former wife effortlessly thrash muscular men and annihilate the Boss, acting as the MVP of the entire battlefield. He wasn’t surprised in the least. After all, this was a woman who had silently drafted a plan to murder her husband and dispose of the body. He later learned the murder plan was a fabrication, but the fact that she had seduced his mistresses into betraying him for her was very real.

On the eve of the college entrance exams, the nation’s most talented cultivators are full of ambition, ready to challenge the heavens. Only A’Diao remains timid and unassuming.

When the competition begins, she quietly pulls out a common, cheap magic staff and casts a curse: “Everyone, turn into pigs!”

Poof, poof, poof!

A group of geniuses, chasing after the exam scrolls on their flying devices, all plummet to the ground, transforming into little pink pigs upon landing.

After taking first place in her group, she screenshots the “pig farm” and posts it to her social feed to gather resentment, captioning it: “What’s there to be proud of in getting first place? After all, what they lost was their score, but what I lost was their love for me~~~”

Mental Energy from all national contestants +99999…

Set against a backdrop of a feudal empire with high-level martial arts and technology, this world has robots, spaceships, Taobao, and college entrance exams. It also features a highly stratified society with a ruling imperial court, entrenched noble classes, and powerful corporations that control the lifelines of the economy. Everyone’s life and death are subject to the whims of others.

Some say that with the revival of spiritual energy and the proliferation of subterranean lairs, the Three Kingdoms will fall to a demon king who will slaughter all in his path.

Some say A’Diao is that revived demon king.

Perhaps she is.

In a stormy, rainy night, Banxia takes in a small, battered lizard that crawled into her house through the window. To care for it, she accidentally spends all her savings, nearly leaving herself without breakfast the next morning.

From then on, every morning, she is astonished to find her home spotless and a steaming hot breakfast waiting on the table.

One day, the magical little lizard suddenly disappears. Worried, Banxia ventures into the rain to search for it, only to find a drenched man in a bamboo grove, scales still visible on his ankles.

The man lies in pain among the bamboo leaves, covering his face with pale fingers, his voice low and trembling, “Don’t come near me. Don’t look at me…”

Banxia respects his words and stays by his side, shielding him from the storm all night with her umbrella.

She doesn’t want to see him weep in winter’s cold again. She cannot bear to let him flee, scarred and broken, into a lonely world. In a world where true understanding is rare, without him, no one else could stand by her side.