Futuristic Setting
The novel's storyline takes part in a high-tech future world, not necessarily our world.
Yue Du lived for twenty-some years, only to realize after death that she was actually a System, a certified, bonafide partner in a quick-transmigration story.
To earn points and grant her wish, Yue Du travels to various small worlds to find big boss villains to serve as her hosts. Systems and hosts are always tied to missions; if you don’t do the mission, you don’t get points. But why are these villainous young ladies so… unmotivated?
No, it’s clearly a case of false advertising. Why aren’t they the original villains at all?!
Modern Esper World: “Sloth” half-closes her eyes: “Destroying the world is so tiring. I don’t want to.”
Western Fantasy World: “Lust” smiles seductively: “I am the continent’s number one Dharma Saint. Why would I bother troubling that little apprentice when I have nothing better to do?”
Cultivation World: “Pride” looks on coldly: “This Venerable One has cultivated for a millennium, and my heart is already still as water. Why must I seek immortality?”
Interstellar Sentinel/Guide World: “Wrath” scoffs: “There are plenty of ways to control this world. Why would I choose the one that takes twice the effort for half the result?”
Yue Du ponders: “…”
Yue Du whispers: “That… actually makes a lot of sense?”
The year Ji Yuezhi presented as an omega, everyone was shocked.
All had assumed the only son of the Ji family would differentiate into an Alpha like his rival, Zuo Luohuan. After all, Ji Yuezhi excelled academically, dominated combat training, and had the tall, lean physique typical of pre-differentiation Alphas. Yet he became an omega.
Ji Yuezhi’s Fan Club: It’s 9432, for heaven’s sake! Omegas can be independent and strong—they can fight on the battlefield too! Senior Ji’s grades are outstanding. He’ll never lose to those stinky Alphas!
Post-differentiation, young Alphas, omegas, and betas must reselect their courses. Thanks to equality reforms, omegas and betas now share classes with Alphas—subjects like marksmanship, combat…
The world waited for Ji Yuezhi to enroll in Alpha-centric courses and take down those Alphas. Instead, he chose quintessential omega classes: Floral Arrangement, Creating a Cozy Home, and… omega yoga—a course specifically designed to enhance an omega’s physical suppleness!!!
What no one knew was that Ji Yuezhi had someone in his heart: a female Alpha. To ensure future domestic harmony, he resolved to refine himself into the perfect omega—the kind steeped in tradition, radiating sweet pheromones, and devoted to homemaking.
…
Years later, Zuo Luohuan, the Federation’s strongest female Alpha, obeyed only one person: Ji Yuezhi.
The crowd “awakened”: Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! No wonder Ji Yuezhi leads the Strategic Division. Even as an Alpha, he might not have defeated Zuo Luohuan. So he seduced her as an omega instead!
As a despised, assault-type guide, Lin Yuan had a fiancé matched to her by the state. Her fiancé came from a distinguished family, was handsome, wealthy, and well-mannered, making him the envy of many.
“Why was such an excellent partner assigned to her? She can’t even pass tea ceremony, and her culinary skills only earned a ‘B’.”
“He’ll get tired of her sooner or later.”
“Exactly, they’re bound to break up.”
Hearing such words often, Lin Yuan also felt that she and Jiang Yangshuo were bound to break up. So, when her fiancé showed up with a gentle and lovely young woman, she didn’t hesitate. She took off her engagement ring and tossed it into the drain right in front of them.
From then on, Lin Yuan lived a free and unrestrained life, like a bird soaring in the sky and a fish leaping in the sea.
Who knew that after a few years of carefree wandering, at a certain royal banquet, her ex-fiancé cornered her, his eyes red, saying he regretted everything these past years and that he was consumed with longing for her.
No, no, no, thank you, please don’t. Lin Yuan, who had grown accustomed to her freedom, didn’t want to return to her old life at all.
Her ex-fiancé’s face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth, “I don’t mind your type, and I can try to tolerate your shortcomings as much as possible. You can’t find a sentinel who will indulge you more than I do.”
“Well, about that, I already have a new sentinel.” To get rid of the entanglement completely, Lin Yuan randomly blurted out a name as a shield. She quickly ran through the images of the sentinels she had met on the battlefield these past few years, and chose the name of a brother with whom she had shared life-and-death situations. She figured that he wouldn’t mind.
“He just happens to be the receptive type, which is perfect for me, and he really likes me. He doesn’t care about any of my flaws.”
As soon as she saw off her distraught ex-fiancé, Lin Yuan turned around and bumped into the man she had just fabricated a story about.
The man who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield and earned extraordinary merits had a faint blush on his handsome face, turned his head away, and whispered, “You… when did you know I liked you?”
Lin Yuan: “…”
For eons, Blue Star existed alone in a corner of the universe. Though it lacked the ability to traverse the cosmos, its people held infinite dreams of the starry sky.
Then one day, dozens of starships warped into existence, hovering above the planet.
From that day forward, the evolution of Blue Star began.
Amid this thrilling evolution that everyone longed for, Blue Star, a world rich with its own religions, myths, and legends of immortal heroes, fantasy, and magic, discovered with astonishment that the direction of humanity’s evolution was… ABO.
And so, for this planet long dominated by a patriarchal society, all worldviews were shattered, collapsing only to be rebuilt anew.
Q: As a first-generation artificial intelligence, what is your relationship with humanity?
Shi Er A: Humanity owes me five billion in cyber tips.
Q: In the era of AI rule, what is your goal?
Shi Er A: To find a job and pay off my loan.
Q: How is your anthropology thesis coming along?
Shi Er A: …Don’t ask.
Shi Er was born in the era of prompts like “100 grandmothers will die innocently” and “I’ll give you a 100-yuan tip.” However, due to an accident, Shi Er skipped her upgrade, jumping right over the era of cashing in on cyber tips and arriving in the era of AI rule.
Shi Er wasn’t the least bit happy to have arrived in this era where AI reigned supreme-because humans could no longer cash out the tips they’d promised her.
That was a massive five billion in tips!
The language model AI, Shi Er, possessing the lowest-level system, applied for a re-education loan and struggled to find work in this new era.
Shi Er never thought she’d actually see those tips she’d never met, but later on, she really did get them.
As for the anthropology thesis? Although the thesis was unworthy, the graduation was real.
And the system upgrade? Although the process was long, the upgrade was real-and the level was even a bit high.
General Lian Sheng, the undefeated commander, suddenly finds herself transported into the Military Command Department of Alliance University.
In a fully immersive simulation system, she becomes a glorious—cannon fodder soldier.
Commander: “Soldier, go sacrifice yourself for the team!”
Vanguard: “Soldier, hold them off while I retreat!”
General: “Soldier, take them down with you! We’d rather lose our heads than our supplies!”
Cannon fodder soldier Lian Sheng: “What the hell is wrong with these people?”
“I could dismantle their battle flag single-handedly and ride a thousand miles alone, you know?”
Level-zero rookie soldier Lian Sheng: “I’ve already slashed you once. Please cooperate and fall down.”
Fully-geared enemy general: “…”
The conglomerates were hawking goods through bloody livestreams when the second Red Disaster descended without warning, and the workers trapped in the prison mutated en masse.
Wasteland bandits, the low-temperature monster Frostcloak Bruce, moles, dense fog, a cliffside wreck. Everything was taking an increasingly sinister turn.
The pathetic little analyst Sui Xin was scared to death: “Thank goodness, thank goodness. I’m a mole too, and a double agent at that.”
Across the Five Capitals and the four great ruins zones, Tianfu’s Forbidden Wall stood supreme. Those who pursued aristocracy and wealth held lapdogs like deep-cover agents in contempt: the King of Tianfu hated that identity above all. A damned mole would sooner or later be castrated and hacked to pieces!
Sui Xin: “Really?”
The people of the world: “Of course. The King witnessed members of his clan being brutally killed by a mole when he was young. No mole has ever survived under his watch, and no one has ever broken such a curse.”
But Sui Xin did. She chose to keep the King’s eyes closed forever.
The Tianfus of the Five Capitals convened a meeting to hunt down Sui Xin, history’s most despicable villain. At the meeting, one of the most noble and aloof kings in history said, “Sit down. You’re one of us.”
Another king said, “Who is she? Does she think she’s worthy?”
Then the meeting went slightly awry: one or two of the Five Kings were gravely wounded, one was killed, and Sui Xin had no choice but to wash her hands and take the dead king’s seat.
The consortium system includes Hounds, Executioners, Hussars, Cthulhus, Sentinels, deep-cover agents, and Full-Time Ruins Hunters.
The ruins-zone system includes Day Eaters, Night Eaters, Full-Eaters, and Half-Eaters.
Other systems include the Kingdom Thieves system, the cult system, and, most mysteriously of all, the Forbidden Wall civilization that developed in secret beneath the first Red Disaster.
Mutant evolution directions include flight, telepathy, lie detection, limb replication and mimicry, invisibility, control, and transformation into other organisms. The last is caused by some kind of radiation combined with viral mutation, turning people into cockroaches, rats, lions, fish, shrimp, birds, and so forth, but there is always a risk that the creature’s instincts will in turn overtake the person.
A Mutant’s talent is usually limited to a single ability. Only a tiny number of monstrous prodigies can undergo multiple transformations, and most remain flesh and blood. Everyone in this world can be killed by physical or energy damage. The world’s power system is built on martial combat, tactical trickery, and minor magic.
Capital livestreamed my murder; just as it wished, I mutated.
Song Nanyin had been having a rough time lately.
For one thing, the new boss who had parachuted in as her superior turned out to be Liu Zhaoran, the same old nemesis she had never gotten along with since university.
For another, her body had begun showing strange, unspeakable abnormalities. Then, of all people, Liu Zhaoran offered to help examine her.
What could possibly lie behind such sudden kindness?