Daisy was a princess, yet she had scarcely known what true love felt like.
Her father didn’t love her, nor did her brother. The only one who had treated her kindly, her mother, had long since passed away from depression brought on by her father’s domestic abuse.
Royal family bonds were fragile, and her sisters—born of different mothers—were distant from her. Now, they had all married far away, and she would never see them again.
Daisy felt her life was nothing but an utter tragedy.
And yet, fate had bestowed upon her both this identity and astonishing beauty.
Her status as a princess made it impossible for her to abandon her country and its people to flee alone.
As for her breathtaking beauty, it was no advantage—it was a curse.
Facing Daisy’s attempt at comfort, Zhou Yi smiled faintly and said, "You’re right. She’ll always live in my heart."
Then, he quickly instructed his system:
"System, hurry up and generate a few photos of me and my fake sister. Make them look like warm, everyday snapshots and send them to my phone."
"Just model the girl’s face loosely after Daisy’s, but soften the features a bit. No need for an exact match—just give her that delicate, fragile vibe."
077: Could he actually be a genius?
Never did it imagine, as a system, that it would one day be tasked with something like this.
The system worked swiftly. By the time Zhou Yi had exchanged a few more words with Daisy, the photos had already been uploaded to his phone.
Zhou Yi theatrically pulled out his phone and opened the gallery—sure enough, there were now numerous photos of him and a young girl.
At first glance, the girl bore a striking resemblance to Daisy.
But while Daisy’s features were more pronounced and striking, the fake sister in the photos had softer, gentler features, making her appear younger.
Zhou Yi handed the phone to Daisy. "See? Doesn’t she look a bit like you?"
Daisy took the phone and examined the photos. The resemblance was undeniable—even she could see it.
No wonder Zhou Yi had said she reminded him of his sister. It wasn’t a lie.
Staring at the uncannily similar face, Daisy was stunned.
"To think... they could be so alike. Can two people in this world really look so similar?" she murmured.
They shared such a likeness, yet their fates could not have been more different.
If given the choice, she would have traded places with Zhou Yi’s sister in a heartbeat—even if it meant only a decade or so of happiness. At least that would be better than a lifetime of misery.
The girl in the photos looked genuinely happy.
Daisy’s fingers lightly swiped across the screen, her eyes glued to the images.
In every photo, Zhou Yi gazed at his sister with unmistakable adoration.
There were hundreds of them—capturing moments of them studying together, traveling, playing, even ones where he comforted her while she cried.
In many of the scenes, Zhou Yi held his sister in his arms.
That kind of tender affection was something Daisy had never seen from Adel.
There were even photos of the sister’s birthday celebrations—the girl with her eyes closed, making a wish before a cake.
Zhou Yi had prepared countless gifts for her, some even handmade. He looked so earnest, so devoted.
So, it was possible for a brother to go to such lengths just to see his sister happy. That level of care was something many could only dream of.
How could Daisy not envy her?
If only she had a brother like Zhou Yi, she would have been the happiest girl in the world.
Now, she fully believed his words, and something strange stirred in her heart.
She began to fantasize—what if she were Zhou Yi’s sister?
[Daisy’s Affection +20]
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
