System vs Rebirth - Chapter 5: Desperate

Yun Wanqing transmigrated into a book and became the pitiful and short-lived cannon fodder sister of the vicious female supporting character in the story.Thinking about the tragic fate awaiting her family, Yun Wanqing cried out in her heart.“Mother, you kindly took in the cousin, yet she covets my father and wants to become his concubine. Soon, she will harm you to death~”“Father, you were set up by the female protagonist, and after your death, your head was displayed on the enemy’s city wall to be scorched by the sun, becoming Da Wu Country’s shame~”“Elder sister is the female protagonist, but her fortune is taken away, turning her into a vicious female supporting character. Later, she is abandoned by her fiancé and tortured to death by the female protagonist’s suitors~”“Elder brother, a virtuous and noble gentleman, is betrayed by friends, ending up blind, deaf, and fighting with dogs for food in the streets~”“Second brother, a demonic prodigy, loses his memory overnight, is picked up by the female protagonist, and becomes her lapdog, helping her kill Seventh Uncle and his beloved. Ultimately, his beloved dies in his arms, and he draws his sword to kill himself.”“As for me, well, I was shot through the heart by ten thousand arrows along with Seventh Uncle!!!”Later, Yun Wanqing astonishingly discovers that the family’s character settings have collapsed.Mother dealt with the cousin in advance, father wasn’t killed, elder sister married the Emperor and became his only beloved in the harem.Elder brother was the first to betray his friend, second brother married his beloved, and even Seventh Uncle wasn’t a major antagonist, but instead became the most sought-after eligible bachelor among the noble women in the capital. As for her, she was cherished and pampered by the entire family.Yun Wanqing was baffled, how did the whole villainous family change their fate against the heavens? The plot has collapsed way too absurdly, hasn’t it?Did she transmigrate into a fake book?

Reincarnated into the muddy guts of a cursed swamp as a tsetse fly, former office worker and master-level cynic Buzz Windbreaker quickly discovers that survival is both absurd and magnificent. The air is thick with poison, the predators are many-limbed and spell-woven, and the prey? Just as desperate as he is.Yet with every drop of blood he drains from beast, beastkin, or unlucky mortal, Buzz unlocks fragments of an ancient arcane lattice that spirals beneath the skin of the world itself—a system of runes, incantation spirals, and primordial energy flows forgotten by even the highborn mages.His evolution isn't just physical: it is architectural. Each new form is built like a spell—symmetrical, efficient, cruel. Wings shimmer with sigil arrays. Proboscises become siphons of mana and memory. Legs are sharpened to runic blades. Jokes sting. Death stings harder.Soon, Buzz isn't just hunting. He is ascending.

I possessed the weakest character in my favorite game’s Hell Mode. I want to survive, but the way the main character is being controlled is atrocious.

It can’t be helped.

I have to stop the bad ending myself.

Collecting legendary antiques, retracing the mysterious martial arts. From the moment he activated his cheat, Casio knew that he was no longer ordinary.[Legendary Antiques: Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant]Seventy years ago, in the North Flow Country of the Hong Li Federation, at the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp.“Li Wei, you are a coward! On the day your sister was brutally murdered, you were trembling in a corner! On the night of the Sect Destruction War, you disgracefully fled! During the many long years of revenge, you missed the opportunity again and again!”“Now let me teach you what bravery is, let me tell you how to turn suffering into your power. I hope at the moment you behead your enemy, you will remember: you are a man, an upright man!”The taboo era, hidden legends. A Foggy continent paralyzed by the sealed land. Countless brilliant antiquities wail in the ruins.I will witness your lost legends in the mist, the knights in the sky, the ghosts in the desert, the rats in the mud. The direction of sword fights points to the light, and flowers will grow where bullets fall. The winds of history will eventually sweep away the rubbish from the era's gravesite.