"The situation has become clear now..."
Zhong Yi, acting as the lord, muttered to himself while stroking his chin.
Lu Ze happened to overhear and asked with a smile, "Oh? Senior Brother Zhong has already figured out the situation?"
"Mm, more or less."
Zhong Yi nodded and analyzed,
"Junior Brother Mu is pure-hearted—he’s most likely a loyalist."
"Elder Yue attacked Junior Brother Mu, so he’s probably a rebel."
"Elder Yue is a rebel, but Elder Lin didn’t move against him and instead targeted Master... which means he’s also a rebel."
"Master fought back, meaning he and Elder Lin aren’t on the same side... so he’s probably a loyalist too."
"That leaves the remaining three... well, none of them are good people."
Zhong Yi’s reasoning was flawless.
If Lu Ze hadn’t been able to see everyone’s true identities, he might’ve been convinced.
In reality, Yue Lingfeng was a spy.
Zhao Wendao and Lin Anzai were both rebels, locked in a personal grudge match...
Still, Zhong Yi’s logic wasn’t wrong.
Assuming, of course, that everyone at the table was playing normally.
Lu Ze figured that in any game that didn’t require mechanical skill, Zhong Yi could probably hold his own as a minor expert.
But they absolutely couldn’t let him get addicted to Three Kingdoms Kill—they had to get him out of here sooner rather than later. This wasn’t the place for him...
Zhao Wendao’s turn ended.
Lin Qingxuan studied Hua Tuo’s abilities and decided he was best suited for a support role.
After tossing an equipment card into his gear slot, he quickly passed.
All eyes turned to Zhou Yue.
"Hahaha! I’ve finally grasped how Three Kingdoms Kill works!"
Zhou Yue laughed with unshakable confidence.
He was in the seventh seat.
After watching a full round of play, he had a solid understanding of the game’s mechanics.
The chat exploded with excitement.
[Oh? Senior Brother Zhou, enlighten us!]
[We’d love to hear it too!]
[Senior Brother Zhou looks so dashing when he’s confident!]
[All ears!]
...
Seeing this, Lu Ze adjusted the backend settings, pausing the turn timer to let Zhou Yue explain to his heart’s content.
Player interaction was something he actively encouraged, especially in the early stages of the game’s release.
Zhou Yue’s grasp of the game was just as sharp as Zhong Yi’s, but he had one advantage—he wasted no words.
He broke down the mechanics of tactic cards, equipment cards, and distance in a way that was both simple and profound.
Everyone around him nodded in understanding.
"Now... I’ve discovered the path to victory in this game!"
With that, Zhou Yue’s eyes gleamed as he pulled out a Repeating Crossbow from his hand and equipped it.
Lu Ze raised an eyebrow at the sight.
After all, this guy was playing as Huang Gai.
What was Huang Gai’s worst nightmare?
Holding a fistful of Strike cards but never drawing a Repeating Crossbow.
Yet here Zhou was, finding the crossbow right off the bat.
Guess he’s not as unlucky as I thought... Maybe his earlier misfortunes were just flukes.
Lu Ze mused silently.
"This weapon... allows me to unleash an infinite number of Strikes!"
Zhou Yue’s declaration sent everyone scrambling to check the Repeating Crossbow’s description, and they gasped in realization.
"And I, Huang Gai, can voluntarily lose health to draw more cards!"
Zhou Yue continued with a grin.
"I have 4 health, so I can draw 8 cards."
"If I draw even one Peach, I can draw two more!"
"Theoretically, I can draw at least 10 cards!"
Lu Ze nodded in agreement.
The odds of drawing zero Peaches after eight Self-Wounds were slim.
As long as he drew one, he wouldn’t die.
And if he killed a rebel, he’d draw three more cards...
Starting with a Repeating Crossbow? This was shaping up to be an absolute stomp.
"Here goes! I refuse to believe I can’t break free from this illusory fate!"
Zhou Yue roared and activated Self-Wound.
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
One health gone.
No Peach. No Strike.
Zhou Yue remained unfazed. "Again!"
"Through fire and water, I shall not falter!"
Crack!
Another health point vanished.
No Peach, but one Strike.
"Still early!"
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
Again, no Peach, no Strike.
Now Zhou Yue’s expression wavered.
With no Peaches in hand, one more Self-Wound would spell his doom.
The chat erupted with chatter.
[Senior Brother Zhou’s luck... is abysmal!]
[Maybe there just aren’t many Peaches in the deck? Are they rare?]
[But he barely drew any Strikes either...]
[This is rough!]
[Suddenly, Huang Gai and Senior Brother Zhou look eerily similar...]
...
"My dear disciple, press on... Your master will protect you!"
At that moment, Lin Qingxuan, seated in the sixth position, spoke up.
"Master..."
Zhou Yue was deeply moved.
"Wound yourself without fear. As Hua Tuo, I can heal you with red cards!"
Lin Qingxuan’s voice was firm.
Zhou Yue had confided in him recently—his repeated misfortunes in the illusion suggested his shattered calamitous fate was reforming.
Lin Qingxuan was a rebel and suspected Zhou Yue was a loyalist.
But compared to his disciple’s inner demons, what did winning a mere card game matter?
"If I helped you break your fate once, I can help you do it again!"
The chat went wild.
[This is hype!!]
[Senior Brother Zhou, you’ve got this!]
[Forget fate—it’s just an illusion! Shatter it!]
[SHATTER IT!!]
...
Zhou Yue, overwhelmed with gratitude and renewed determination, nodded fiercely. "Alright!!"
And so, he resumed Self-Wounding.
"Through fire and water, I shall not falter!"
Crack!
"Stay calm. I’ve got you."
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
"Saving a life builds greater merit than a seven-tiered pagoda."
...
Two more Self-Wounds later, Zhou Yue’s hand had ballooned to a staggering 17 cards.
And still, not a single Peach in sight...
"Yue... I’m out of red cards..."
Lin Qingxuan coughed awkwardly.
Only now did he realize—Zhou Yue’s illusory fate wasn’t just unlucky. It was cursed.
"Thank you, Master... It seems this fate is mine to break alone."
Zhou Yue’s resolve remained unshaken. His gaze burned as he locked onto Zhou Qiaoling.
"Come on, little sister! Taking you down means three more cards—there’s gotta be a Peach in there!"
Since Zhou Qiaoling had refused to play a Dodge for Zhong Yi earlier, Zhou Yue was certain she wasn’t on their side.
Killing a rebel meant a three-card reward.
This was his chance to turn the tide...
And shatter his fate once and for all!
Zhou Qiaoling rolled her eyes. "Seventeen cards, and you think you can kill me?"
"Heh, we’ll see!"
Lu Ze glanced at Zhou Yue’s hand and sighed.
Not only had he failed to draw Peaches, but he’d only managed three Strikes...
Meanwhile, his hand was overflowing with Dodges.
A born magnet for misfortune.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
