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"Consistently Going Crazy [Interstellar]" by Youhu Qiansui [Complete]
Synopsis:
Xu Qingran had originally been a villain in an apocalypse novel. After he died, a system dragged him into another world, an interstellar novel about a shou's suffering. His father didn't care for him, his stepmother didn't love him, his innocent-looking stepbrother came between him and his lover, and a scum gong would torment him to the brink of death, only for them to have a grand HE in the end.
The system said, "So you need to completeconquest missions, bide your time, improve yourself, and turn the tables on them!"
Xu Qingran: Okay, hit them in the face.
And just like that, he became a master of disfigurement.
The system said, "You need to act good to win back your father's love and reclaim the property your mother left you!"
Xu Qingran: Okay, be good.
He kicked down the door and asked the awful couple occupying his mother's property, "Are you going to be good and leave on your own, or do you want to be carried out horizontally?"
Everyone said he openly pined for his brother's fiancé, and that he cried, threw tantrums, and threatened suicide to sabotage their engagement banquet. With his foul temper and spoiled ways, he was the Silver Dragon Faction's notorious young master.
System: "You have a natural advantage in looks. Just learn a thing or two from that little green tea and clear your name, and you'll definitely be more lovable than him!"
Instead, Xu Qingran owned up to every accusation. Whatever green tea or scum came his way, he sent them flying. Even the arrogant, overbearing Third Prince took a detour whenever he saw him.
In the end, he proved the rumors entirely true and became a villain no one in the empire dared provoke.
Xu Qingran: All beings are equal.
He showed everyone the same lack of respect.
When the Shen family head's youngest grandson was five, he gained a fiancée more than ten years his senior, named Xu Qingran.
That night, his stern youngest uncle, Shen Tingyu, an admiral of the Golden Wing Faction, told him with a serious expression, "Your fiancée isn't a good person. Be careful."
Later, Shen Tianyi came to feel that although his "fiancée" was fierce, he was surprisingly pleasant to get along with.
His youngest uncle told him again, "You're still young. I'll keep an eye on your fiancée for you for now."
Some time later, he went to ask his youngest uncle about his fiancée again.
In the study, his handsome youngest uncle smiled and raised an eyebrow. "What fiancée?"
"You've misunderstood. The only person here is your youngest aunt."
Shen Tianyi: ?
#Where did his whole wife go?#
#How the heck was even his original high soul compatibility match wrong?!#
#In a movie with three people, he didn't deserve a name#
Reading notes:
As always, 1v1, HE.
Xu Qingran (shou) vs. Shen Tingyu (gong). No switching or breaking up the pairing.
The world is set in a fantasy future, with lots of original settings!
The worldview and background settings are entirely fictional. The characters do not represent the author. Please do not identify with them excessively. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
The writing and logic still have room for improvement. Please be tolerant. Thank you.
Tags: Strong couple, interstellar, system, alternate future
Search keywords: Leads: Xu Qingran, Shen Tingyu | Supporting: Upcoming fantasy danmei: "The God Just Wants a Vacation"; upcoming historical danmei: "My Sword Spread Wild Rumors After I Died" | Other: Youhu Qiansui, happy ending
One-line summary: Main story complete. I'll send everyone flying equally.
Theme: You make your own way through life, one step at a time. Don't let the labels others put on you affect you; bravely become the person you want to be.
VIP strong recommendation medal
After struggling for years in an apocalypse novel and being targeted for being too powerful, Xu Qingran died and transmigrated into the weak protagonist of a melodramatic novel set in an interstellar future. Surrounded by awful relatives and an ex-boyfriend, as well as people who saw his weakness and wanted to trample him underfoot and restrain him with rules, Xu Qingran decided it was time to use the survival skills from his past to turn the tables and fight back, sending everyone who tried to hurt him flying equally.
The author's prose flows smoothly, and the novel's fresh ideas combine a unique setting with its plot to create a complete fantasy world. The protagonist maintains a consistent characterization: while fighting back against villains through his straightforward displays of "consistently going crazy," he also holds to his principles and repays the kindness of friends who have helped him. In the end, his personal charisma changes people's stereotyped impression of him, clears him of the wrongs he was accused of, and wins everyone's recognition and affection.
Chapter 1: The villain of an apocalypse novel
South District 13, Red City.
Dark clouds hung thick overhead, and a light rain drizzled down.
Abandoned homes and factories lined a channel filled with trash and scrap. The reddish-brown rust crawling over them had grown a little brighter after getting wet.
In an abandoned factory on a small slope beside the channel, a temporary generator rumbled away.
"Please, stop hitting me... I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong..."
Inside the factory, several bodies lay scattered beside a metal shipping container several people tall. They were all battered and bruised, with severed tendons and broken bones. The worst of them had a face so mangled he was unrecognizable.
A thin young man gripped someone's head and slammed it hard against the container. After a tremendous bang, he grabbed the person's hair, yanked his head back, and smashed it against the metal panel again.
He did it over and over, each blow vicious. The silver pendant around his neck swung wildly with his movements.
The person in his grip was battered and bruised, blood streaming down his face. He could barely stand.
His legs trembled and bent slightly as he pleaded in a shaking voice, "...Please let me go. Y-you didn't die, did you?! I-I promise I'll never trouble you again!"
In his other hand, Xu Qingran held a rusty iron rod. He looked coldly down at the man begging for mercy, and just as the man was about to kneel, he swung the rod and struck him hard.
The man's bruised face twisted as he let out a muffled groan and spat up blood. He fell to the ground and lay still.
Xu Qingran didn't stop there. He walked slowly over to the man's head, raised the iron rod without a change in expression, and struck his skull hard again—
Blood flowed from the wound.
Outside the factory, the rain grew a little heavier.
The row of pendant lights hanging straight down overhead creaked and swayed in the cold wind blowing in. Their deathly pale light fell on the person holding the iron rod, seemingly adding a trace of chill utterly at odds with his appearance.