Pragmatic Protagonist

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.

A murder occurred in District 13, the lower-class slums of the game world “Arcane Throne,” a realm of arcane alchemy and Western fantasy.

The wooden door opened, and the former street thug and complete scumbag, Xie Keli, walked out of the lowly untouchable Fu Chuan’s room with disheveled clothes. Just as he was about to be executed by the angry mob, the noble guards descended from the sky.

As the illegitimate child of a noble, he managed to escape completely unscathed.

In the dead of night, he stroked his face, recalling that before she used the “Devour Scroll,” her name was actually Fu Chuan.

And before transmigrating into Fu Chuan, she was a game resource reseller.

In the world of the arcane, staffs are waved, elemental particles sing, flesh and blood surge and face destruction, and matter born of time disintegrates under the power of incantations.

The Coffin Carriers, the Little Skinner Assassin Legion, the Cross Rose Knights, cunning consortiums, the Zombie Bride, the ugly Goblin Legion…

Are these all just dungeons?

The academic arcanists are selecting teammates to challenge dungeons. The eldest brother and heir is calculating how to eradicate his cheap younger brother, the disgrace of the family. The beautiful fiancée is already pregnant with twins belonging to the academy’s male god. The male protagonist, who comes with a BUG system, is planning to kill the scumbag young master to farm the world’s fortune.

Shaking a triangular potion flask, igniting the cloud fire furnace with the fire element, calculating the small world of metal reactions, and struggling within the “infinite” alchemy system, Xie Keli, sporting a bird’s nest haircut, is calculating how much money this wave of alchemy results can sell for – provided the reactor doesn’t explode in the end.

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: “…”

Tang Qiu, a celebrated award-winning actress with legions of adoring fans, woke up one day to discover she had transmigrated.

She had not only swapped bodies but also swapped “careers,” becoming a lowly cleric a position envied by the masses but actually fraught with extreme danger.

Tang Qiu: “Can I resign?”

Church Priest: “No. Once you have accepted the Baptism of Light, you are a faithful believer of the Goddess of Light for life.”

It appeared that being a cleric was a lifetime binding contract.

Tang Qiu had molded herself into all manners of characters, but this was her first time playing a cleric. Although difficult, it was also highly challenging. She readily accepted her new identity. Yet, just as she was actively plotting how to perform this role to perfection, she never imagined that she was bound to more than just this one profession…

Tang Qiu: “It is truly rare to find a Vampire who enjoys masquerading as a human.”

Lucille: “A certain cleric who transforms and pounces on people every full moon has no standing to make such remarks.”

Tang Qiu smiled. “I don’t understand what you are talking about.”