Schemes And Conspiracies
Only to be used when Schemes, Conspiracies and Strategies are used as an integral part of the plot. These maybe employed by either the protagonist or by other significant characters. Please don't use this tag if only one (or very few) of the battles present in a series involve such intelligence-based methods.
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.
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.
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.”
Su Lingyue was the treasured pearl of the Su family, notorious for her capricious and overbearing temperament, acting with unbridled willfulness. According to rumors from that sophomore year summer camp, she had publicly humiliated Ji Zhiyi in front of their classmates, calling her a beggar who was unworthy of sharing the same tent. Not long after returning to school, Ji Zhiyi quietly processed her withdrawal papers and disappeared without a trace. Many classmates speculated that she couldn’t bear the emotional trauma, shaking their heads in sympathy and regret.
Years later, the Su Group underwent a sudden transformation—the company split in two, with half remaining in the Su family’s hands and half falling into Ji Zhiyi’s possession. Along with the company shares, Su Lingyue also fell under Ji Zhiyi’s authority.
Everyone suspected Ji Zhiyi had come seeking revenge, eagerly waiting to witness Su Lingyue’s downfall. Su Lingyue herself shared this belief.
On the day she brought Su Lingyue home, Ji Zhiyi personally designed a pair of princess shoes. Socialites in their circle buzzed with excitement, all vying to purchase them at premium prices. As the shoes’ value soared to astronomical heights, Ji Zhiyi retrieved them from their display case at the company’s annual gathering. Under everyone’s astonished gaze, she knelt down and, with meticulous care, placed them on Su Lingyue’s feet.
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?