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Just when Duke thought the coffee table of life was already covered in cups—there could be no more tragic protagonist than this—the original loser refreshed the lower limit. After flopping through dozens of novels, he painfully reflected and switched to writing for female readers. Thus, Duke transmigrated into a woman.

Perhaps his artsy pretensions had flared up, or perhaps his brain had been caught in a steel door while writing, but the female lead Duke transmigrated into made her debut in a brothel...

After this transmigration, Duke wanted to die. He tried sticking his hand into a power strip, and then transmigrated again.

It was still an unfinished novel by the original loser, but this time seemed different. It was a power fantasy. The male lead was born noble, an inherited duke or marquis, the sole heir of a family that had passed down through nine generations. At eighteen, his looks and martial arts were both unmatched under heaven, and even the donkey-sized thing between his legs was exceptionally mighty. Having learned from past lessons, the villains were beaten to death the moment they appeared. The male lead seized divine artifacts, opportunities, and girls, bulldozing his way forward without a thought.

Duke secretly rejoiced. After enduring so much bitterness, sweetness had finally arrived. That night, he pushed three generations of beautiful women onto the bed. Just as he drew his long spear and prepared to slay the enemy... 404!

This novel was the original loser's best-selling work. Though it was somewhat mindless, readers subscribed to it, and his hopes of becoming a god all rested on it. Who could have expected him to overturn while overtaking on a curve? The car was wrecked, the man was dead, and the sight was too horrible to behold!

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