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It all started when the protagonist downloaded a game called "The Fool (Beta Version)," marking a pivotal shift in the style of his life. This was no ordinary game; it lacked visuals and music, composed solely of lines of text and a multitude of choices. Yet, each decision within the game had the power to alter the player's destiny, for on the other side of the game lay a real, unknown world. Players were unable to physically enter this otherworld or see its landscapes, experiencing the alternate realm solely through text, vicariously living each step of their character's journey. As the game progressed, not only could rewards from the game materialize in the real world, but creatures from the game began to appear in reality as well. Then came the day the game was released for global public testing. An era quietly unfolded, where the masses embarked on explorations and treasure hunts in an alternate universe through 'textual adventure,' heralding a new chapter of engagement and discovery.

Lin Xun unintentionally downloads a text game called "Book of Salvation". Leveling up and taking adventures is just standard procedure. Not only can he bring game items into reality, but he discovers that he can also bring game characters into the real world… Although the game difficulty is hellish, luckily, Lin Xun has an unusual talent. While other Apostles can only use one game character… Lin Xun is hesitating over which one of the game characters he should use. While other Apostles are still using weak human characters... Lin Xun is already using powerful monster BOSS characters. … Then one day, when Lin Xun brings a terrifying BOSS into the real world... "Would you believe me if I said I'm here to save the world?"

Everything started when Luo Xi was forcibly installed by an unscrupulous game company with a so-called daily text game called "Dawn". But he quickly discovered that this was far from a normal, everyday text game. Like this message - [Traveler, you can't be lewd!] And what the hell is this? Luo Xi fell into deep thought as he looked at the big brick pulled out from his bag. It was only when the adorable little loli with beast ears appeared in front of him, Luo Xi realised things were spiraling out of control.

"Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend." An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact. Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past. Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb. Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight. "Is this some kind of joke?" Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door. Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die. In the early morning: 00:00:00 Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message. She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight... Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat. Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million. After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe. She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million! Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded! Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car. But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals. Who on earth sent her the messages? It's really her future self? Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

"They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.” (Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.) You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing? The MC who never laughs. Never feels. Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence. He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.” He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.” He never flinches, never laughs, never lives — And you call that strength? Funny. Because to me? That’s just a prison in disguise. You see an “alpha.” I see a boy too scared to feel anything real. While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice, I’m already making the Saintess scream, drenched in sin, halo cracked, legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her. And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control. I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh. I didn’t need to dominate her mind — I freed her heart. But that scares people, doesn’t it? Because readers trust the ones who suffer. Who stay quiet. Who kill without blinking and love without showing it. But me? I flirt. I laugh. I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry. I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness. I weaponize mine. Pleasure. Connection. Laughter. That’s my arsenal. And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves, Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems, I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again. You call that luck? Nah. That’s mastery of the three worlds. Because in a world that respects coldness, I came in hot. Where others manipulate, I connect. Where they posture, I play. Where they sacrifice, I seduce. So go ahead. Call me a simp. But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny, I’m the one making goddesses question theirs — with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets. I’m not the hero. Not the villain. I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

It all started when the protagonist downloaded a game called “The Fool (Beta Version)”. Since then, his life has changed. A simple text adventure game with no graphics, no music, only lines of text and countless options, but every option in the game will affect the player's fate, because on the opposite side of the game is a real unknown world! Players cannot enter the different world, nor can they see the scene of the different world. They can only experience what the game characters see and hear every step of the way in the different world through the form of text. With the progress of the game, not only the rewards in the game can be realized in reality, but also various abnormal creatures in the game began to appear in reality. Until one day, the game will be tested globally. An era in which all people explore and hunt treasures in different worlds through “text adventures” is quietly unfolding!

Synopsis: Raye was supposed to text her best friend. Instead, she accidentally sent a full-blown emotional essay about her trash ex… to a complete stranger. And of course, the stranger just had to be Kyle. Sarcastic. Rude. Way too confident for someone she doesn’t know. …And annoyingly impossible to ignore. What should’ve been one embarrassing mistake turns into late-night texts, ruthless banter, and a spark Raye didn’t sign up for. But falling for a stranger who knows her secrets? That’s either the dumbest decision of her life… Or the best wrong number she’s ever dialed.

On a certain fateful day, three events that almost shocked Su Cheng to death happened. The first was that there was a Daily Check-in System ingrained in his head. The second was that he had received a message from his daughter from the future. The third was that he had learned that the school belle would be his wife in the future. “Dad! When are you going to confess your feelings to mom?” his daughter asked. “How am I supposed to do that?” “Just ask me! I know everything about mom!” “Okay! Does your mom wear Balenciaga all the time?” “… Next question, please.” “After your mom and I got married, who gets to handle the paychecks?” “Mom does.” “Who does the chores?” “You.” “Does your mom bully me?” “She smacks you around all the time.” “My dear daughter, you know what? Why don’t we forget about each other? Goodbye.” “…” Life is just like a phone call. Someone has to hang up first.

Dev was the top-ranked player in Defense Against Infinite Waves, a game where strategy decides everything. Except… Dev had no strategy at all. He won by doing only one thing—spamming troops until the enemy cried. One day, as he admired his hard-earned title, a blinding light swallowed him. Dev opened his eyes in a real fantasy world under siege. A system floated before him: [Welcome, Defender. Save this world.] The problem? Dev had zero tactical sense. But will spamming work in the real life...

The distance will be present. Can you have a relationship? Or there will be many obstacles.