Super Soldier in the City - Chapter 1: Jungle Peril

Li Zifu’s bad friend Yang Dejin made a prophecy, and the two of them both traveled through time and became the cannon fodder of two villains in a novel about the heroine.
Li Zichou looked at his dazzlingly bright dragon robe: …Yang Dejin, what an open mouth!
Yang Dejin dressed as Prince Yu disguised as a man to hide his identity: Zifu, have you also time-traveled? great!
Li Zichou took a deep breath: …not very good.
The setting of the original book: when the first female ruler of Dasheng came to the throne, the heroine Bai Qingyang was forcibly named queen by her. Bearing a serious crime, she endured dormancy in the palace, secretly inciting the empress and the prince to turn against each other, and in the end the fisherman reaped the benefits and ruled the world.
One is a brutal, bloodthirsty and wanton female tyrant, and the other is an ambitious prince who disguises himself as a man.
Both died, and the two died happily.
Li Zishou and Yang Dejin agreed that they would turn the tide before their respective death dates, and neither of them was allowed to show up.
In order to survive, Li Zi paid for the army and infrastructure construction, crazily swiping the favorability of the heroine, and laying a solid foundation for the heroine to ascend the throne. It is our duty to revive the glory of Dasheng!
On the other hand, Yang Dejin kept lighting up the skill tree, went to the temple and got the kitchen, raised private soldiers while running a business, and occasionally investigated cases with Xie Zhi, the Minister of Justice.
However, the two of them at that time did not expect that the object of their solo would be reborn after committing suicide, and the other would go back in time.
Of the four, none of them were reopened.
Later…
Li Zichou frowned: Don’t you think there is something wrong with the way Xie Zhi looks at you?
Yang Dejin also frowned: Impossible! I only like girls! I think Bai Qingyang is still interested in you!
Li Zifu beat the case: Impossible! Bai Qingyang is a straight girl!
Yang Dejin also took the case: Then I’m pure lesbian too!
Bai Qingyang: .
Xie Zhi:.
The desire to survive is full of Li Zishou × rebirth heroine Bai Qingyang
Born to Love Playing the Bookboy Yang Dejin × Disguising as a Man Backtracker Xie Zhirui
Some Happy Full Crew Reopening Literature
This article is also known as “Survival of the Villain’s Cannon Fodder”, “The History of the Dasheng Palace”, “The Package of Things About My Transmigration/Rebirth/Retrospect”
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VERY IMPORTANT VIEWING GUIDE:
1. The background is empty, and the dynasty cannot be tested
2. There are too many private settings, some refer to Wikipedia
3. The writing style is limited, so you can leave it at will
4. The plot is the main focus, and the emotion is the supplement
5. Qingshui Wen, who tells stories seriously
6. In terms of personal pronouns, when other characters face a character who conceals their gender, the insider uses “she” and the uninformed uses “he”, including dialogue and psychological activities. (Cold knowledge: “he” can be used to refer generally)

- Description from novelbuddy

The notion of destiny is mysteriously unfathomable! Some fight to the death but fail to grasp it, ultimately regretting their journey on the path of immortality. Yet there are those who are born with great destiny, not only blessed with innate talent, their luck is defying the heavens. Heavenly Grade Techniques, rare treasures, Elixirs, no matter where they go, they encounter them! One day, the treasure-hoarding Clan Leader sent a message, “There are too many treasures, our Family’s Treasure Vault can’t hold them all!” Upon hearing this, Lin Tianming couldn’t help but smile wryly. “It seems like treasures have eyes of their own, always finding me when I go out, but this isn’t what I intended at all!” PS: This book is also known as “I don’t want to be the son of Qi Luck!” “I really don’t want to pick up garbage anymore!”

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

I killed the player.

He was one hell of a f*cker.