The first version Lu Ze presented was the original "Legends of the Three Kingdoms" with only the standard card pack.
The character cards were few, and the mechanics were simple.
It was perfect for an introductory tutorial match.
At this point, the group still didn’t fully grasp how the game worked, let alone understand the character skills.
They could only choose based on personal preference.
Zhao Wendao, unable to pick Zhuge Liang, settled for Zhou Yu instead.
Lin Qingxuan chose Hua Tuo, another healer like himself.
Zhou Qiaoling, who had come in place of Li Moran, picked the visually striking Zhen Ji.
After some deliberation, Zhou Yue went with Huang Gai.
"Brother Zhou, why Huang Gai?" Zhong Yi asked curiously.
He remembered chatting with Zhou Yue about "Legends of the Three Kingdoms" before—the other man had always admired virtuous figures like Liu Bei.
"I saw his skill... 'Bitter Endurance,'" Zhou Yue replied, his eyes burning with fervor and determination.
"Life is about enduring hardship before tasting sweetness... I feel like he and I are alike!"
Zhong Yi paused for a moment.
Recalling the trials Zhou Yue had faced in the illusion realm recently, he nodded in understanding. "Alright, alright."
Once all eight players had chosen their characters,
a massive, translucent projection of each character’s original artwork appeared behind them.
Then, suddenly,
lines of white text began scrolling across the sky.
[Wow, is this Junior Brother Lu’s new illusion realm?]
[Damn! These characters look so cool!]
[Is that Zhao Zilong? Guan Yu? Zhuge Liang?]
[The art style is so spot-on—you can tell who they are at a glance!]
[What kind of illusion realm is this? A torture session?]
[With so many elders inside, how could it be torture? Does Junior Brother Lu have a death wish?]
...
Staring at the floating text, the group was utterly baffled.
"Junior Brother Lu, what is this...?"
"It’s a new feature for the livestream—called 'danmu.' These are messages sent by disciples watching the broadcast outside," Lu Ze explained.
Over the past few days, aside from developing "Legends of the Three Kingdoms," he had devoted considerable effort to the livestreaming function.
To expand the game’s influence, live broadcasting was indispensable.
And once it caught on, the revenue from virtual gifts would be substantial.
The group unanimously praised the "danmu" feature.
The match officially began.
Each player was dealt four cards.
As the Lord, Zhong Yi took the first turn.
"So, at the start of your turn, you draw two more cards?"
Zhong Yi muttered to himself, looking at his six cards before scanning the table for potential rebels.
"Brother Zhong, someone as righteous-looking as Zhao Zilong couldn’t possibly be a rebel, right?"
Mu Yawen quickly waved his hands, trying to clear his name.
"Disciple, why are you looking at me like that? Do you suspect your own master of being a rebel?"
Zhao Wendao glared at him.
"Brother Zhong, I picked Zhen Ji—same faction as you, Wei Kingdom! We’re allies!"
Zhou Qiaoling raised two fingers in a solemn vow.
...
After surveying the table,
good grief—everyone claimed to be a loyal minister.
Zhong Yi stared at the two "Strike" cards in his hand, momentarily at a loss.
"Fine, let’s try something else."
After skimming the effects of each card, he played a scheme card.
"Creation of Opportunity!"
A classic male voiceover rang out, perfectly capturing the vibe.
The next moment—
"Nullification!"
Another scheme card flew from Mu Yawen’s hand, shattering Zhong Yi’s "Creation of Opportunity."
"???"
Zhong Yi stared at Mu Yawen in disbelief.
"Didn’t you say you were a loyal minister!?"
"The card just lit up—I didn’t know what it did, so I played it," Mu Yawen replied, blinking with utmost sincerity.
"You—"
Zhong Yi’s lip twitched. Now convinced of his target, he immediately used a "Strike" on Mu Yawen.
"Strike!"
The commanding voiceover sent a jolt of energy through everyone.
"Dodge!"
Though Mu Yawen didn’t fully understand, he tapped the glowing card and evaded Zhong Yi’s attack.
"You little—"
Zhong Yi gritted his teeth.
He still had another "Strike," but the game wouldn’t let him play it again, so he had to pass.
After equipping his "Dawan" steed, Zhong Yi ended his turn.
"My turn now?"
Mu Yawen grinned at the extra cards in his hand.
"Brother, are we teammates?"
He turned to Zhong Yi, puzzled.
"Do we look like teammates to you...?" Zhong Yi shot back irritably.
"But the role card says the Lord and loyal ministers are on the same side?"
Mu Yawen grew even more confused.
"You really are a loyal minister? Then yes, we’re teammates!"
Faced with such blatant roleplay, Zhong Yi chose to believe him.
Mu Yawen was simple-minded and the least scheming of the group.
"If we’re teammates, then good... Strike!"
Mu Yawen exhaled in relief, then cheerfully played a "Strike" on Zhong Yi.
[Indomitable] activated.
[Dodge] instantly transformed into [Strike].
"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"
Zhong Yi had no way to evade.
"Warriors of Wei, to me!"
He triggered the Lord’s skill, "Royal Guard."
His sole Wei ally, Zhou Qiaoling, promptly turned her face away.
Great, another liar.
With a sharp crack, the Cao Cao projection behind Zhong Yi flickered.
One of the five health gems above his head vanished.
"???"
Zhong Yi’s smile froze.
"What are you doing!?"
"We’re teammates. You attacked me earlier, so I’m just following your lead."
Mu Yawen stood his ground.
Though he hadn’t fully grasped the game’s mechanics,
he figured that since he and Zhong Yi were teammates, mimicking his actions was the way to go.
Zhong Yi had used "Strike" on him, so "Strike" must be how teammates interacted.
Watching Zhong Yi’s "Cunning Overlord" skill activate and claim his "Dodge," Mu Yawen had a rare moment of clarity:
"Brother, if I attack you, you get my cards?"
"Yep."
"Then I’ll send you more later."
"Send nothing!! Go find the rebels to attack!!!"
Zhong Yi clutched his forehead, his composure starting to crack.
Just then, he noticed a "Quick Voice" function, where one line in particular resonated with him. His finger moved on its own.
The Cao Cao behind him sighed:
"When hearts are divided, the team is hard to lead!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
