Jingzhou First People's Hospital, VIP Ward.
Li Jinchuan awoke from a haze of confusion.
The white ceiling, the pungent smell of disinfectant.
He abruptly sat up, examining his body.
Aside from a dull throbbing in his head, there were only minor scrapes on his skin.
The car crash that should have been fatal felt like nothing more than a trivial accident to him.
This only reinforced Li Jinchuan’s conviction—he was the Chosen One.
The crash was no accident; it was a ritual of "awakening."
The memories flooding his mind were crystal clear.
He saw himself slaying his enemies, annihilating the Lu family, and ultimately standing at the pinnacle of the world.
He saw Lu Ruoxi nestled in his arms, gazing at him with adoration.
That was the life he was meant to have!
But in this world, everything was wrong.
Lu Chenyuan, Su Yang… these people, who should have been mere side characters or stepping stones, had stolen his rightful place.
And his heroine, Lu Ruoxi, had been blinded.
"I will set everything right," Li Jinchuan muttered under his breath, his eyes burning with obsessive, deranged fire.
Jingzhou International Convention Center.
The annual "World Young Scientists Forum" was in full swing.
Today marked its final day.
The venue was packed to capacity.
The brightest minds from around the globe had gathered here.
Today, the spotlight fell on two young individuals.
Lu Ruoxi.
Su Yang.
They were the core developers of Yuanlong Technology’s "Nuwa" artificial intelligence model.
Today, they had been invited to deliver the keynote speech.
Lu Ruoxi stood at the podium, dressed in a simple white dress, her long hair tied into a neat ponytail.
Her expression was calm, her gaze focused.
Behind her, a massive display screen showcased intricate streams of data and model structures.
Her voice, amplified by the microphone, resonated clearly throughout the hall.
The audience—scientists, scholars, and representatives of tech giants—listened intently.
Their eyes, fixed on Lu Ruoxi, brimmed with awe and admiration.
This young woman was articulating a vision of the future in a language they understood.
Su Yang stood beside her, handling the live demonstrations.
His fingers danced swiftly across the control panel, manipulating the data streams on the screen to perfectly align with Lu Ruoxi’s arguments.
Between them existed an unspoken synergy.
A glance, a gesture—each intuitively grasped the other’s intent.
They moved as a seamless unit, jointly commanding the colossal entity known as "Nuwa."
At the very back of the venue, in an inconspicuous corner, Li Jinchuan sat.
Clad in an expensive tailored suit, his hair impeccably groomed, he stood out starkly among the casually dressed scientists.
He couldn’t comprehend the jargon on stage.
To him, the complex terminology was gibberish.
But it didn’t matter.
His eyes never left Lu Ruoxi.
Since waking from the crash, the memories of his alternate life had convinced him—he was the Chosen One.
Omnipotent. Invincible.
And Lu Ruoxi was his destined lover.
As he observed the scene before him, one thought consumed him:
This was a paradox.
A flawed world in dire need of correction.
He watched Lu Ruoxi on the stage, his gaze devoid of admiration, filled only with an almost obsessive possessiveness.
He believed the height she stood upon now should have been granted by him.
The glory she had earned ought to have been crowned with his surname.
Through the connections Qin Ya had left behind, he had gone to great lengths to secure an admission ticket for the forum’s final day.
He had come to see her.
He had come to "awaken" her.
He was certain this was fate’s design.
Lu Ruoxi’s speech concluded.
Thunderous applause erupted across the venue.
Lu Ruoxi and Su Yang bowed deeply to the audience.
Then, side by side, they stepped down from the stage.
During the break, attendees gathered in small clusters, eagerly discussing the presentation.
Lu Ruoxi held a glass of lemon water and walked to a quiet terrace.
She needed a moment of solitude.
Su Yang, meanwhile, was surrounded by foreign experts exchanging technical details.
This was Li Jinchuan’s opportunity.
He adjusted his tie, took a deep breath, and plastered on a self-assured, charming smile.
He approached Lu Ruoxi.
"Ruoxi," he began, his voice gentle, laced with deliberate familiarity.
Lu Ruoxi turned.
Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly at the sight of Li Jinchuan.
She didn’t know him.
Yet fragments of absurd memories in her mind held his face.
"Can I help you?" Her tone was flat, as if addressing a stranger.
Li Jinchuan’s smile didn’t waver.
He was convinced she was merely pretending.
"We’ve finally met again," he said, stepping closer to narrow the distance between them.
"I’ve been waiting for you."
Lu Ruoxi retreated half a step, maintaining a safe social boundary.
"I don’t understand what you mean."
"You will." Li Jinchuan’s gaze deepened, burning with intensity.
"I know you remember, just as I do—certain stories that were meant to unfold."
"We are destiny’s perfect pair. This world has deviated slightly, but it doesn’t matter. I’ll correct it."
His words dripped with certainty, as if declaring an unchangeable truth.
Lu Ruoxi listened quietly.
Her expression remained unreadable—no surprise, no anger, not even curiosity.
She studied him as one would a malfunctioning machine.
His logic was flawed.
His words were wrong.
His very existence was an error.
That was her assessment.
When Li Jinchuan finished speaking, Lu Ruoxi finally responded, her voice calm, almost clinically detached.
"Mr. Li, you’ve misunderstood three things."
His smile faltered slightly.
"First, I am not 'Ruoxi' to you. My name is Lu Ruoxi. We are not close enough for such familiarity."
"Second, my world has no room for stories—only data and formulas. I don’t believe in vague notions of fate."
"Third..."
She paused, her gaze shifting past his shoulder to where Su Yang was approaching.
For the briefest moment, her eyes softened.
"My world consists solely of mathematics... and Su Yang."
With that, she turned away without another glance at Li Jinchuan, walking toward Su Yang.
Li Jinchuan’s confident smile shattered piece by piece.
He froze in place, as if someone had slapped him hard across the face.
What had he just heard?
Math and… Su Yang?
That unremarkable man who always hovered around her?
That speck of dust who should have faded into some forgotten corner?!
Just then, Su Yang walked over and casually took the water cup from Lu Ruoxi’s hand.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
