Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle - Chapter 12: Untitled

Abandoned at birth and raised in an orphanage, a young man endures twenty-five years confined to a body ravaged by a rare genetic disease that kept him in constant pain and left him bedridden in his final years. His life ends quietly, without fanfare, as the flatline echoes through his lonely room.But death isn’t the end.Awakening in a realm of pure nothingness, he’s offered the one thing life never gave him: a second chance, and with it, a system shaped from his deepest desires.Given the opportunity to be reborn with the potential to become the Greatest of All Time in any field, his decision is instant. He chooses Formula 1, the one passion that kept him going during his darkest hours.Armed with a custom-built system, a new life, and the relentless drive of someone who has truly suffered, he is reborn in 2003. This time, he won’t just watch from the sidelines.Disclaimer: All characters and events in this story are purely fictional and have no association with real individuals, organizations, or historical events. Any resemblance to real-life figures is purely coincidental and used for narrative realism.

Renji was nothing special. No wealth, no fame, no grand ambitions—just a 23-year-old gamer wasting his days in a cluttered apartment, escaping reality through the immersive world of Eternal Realms. In the game, he was powerful, respected, a leader—the elven king, commanding armies and shaping the fate of kingdoms. But outside the screen, he was just another nobody.That all changed the moment his world shattered.What started as a routine gaming session took a terrifying turn when his screen flickered, reality twisted, and an unnatural force yanked him from his chair. When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his apartment anymore. He was in a world of towering forests and ancient magic. He was wearing regal robes, a golden crown resting atop his head. And before him stood four elven women, their expressions filled with reverence and concern.They called him King.Memories not his own flooded his mind—battles, alliances, the weight of a kingdom’s future resting on his shoulders. It wasn’t just a game anymore. This was real. And the fate of the elven race now depended on him.But Renji wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t a warrior. He was just a gamer who had no idea how to rule a kingdom, let alone survive in a world teetering on the brink of war.But Just as he was pondering on it a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

The fake daughter was spoiled by her elder brother and parents, but she, the real daughter, was disgusted to death and scolded as trash, she endured it… But what happened this time? After the rebirth cycle, the eldest brother who hated her the most hugged her and said that he loves her. Is she his only sister? Several other elder brothers sent the most expensive gifts one after another, just begging her to take a second look? This plot is not right?

Brothers:

“Yanyan, do you eat candy? Big Brother bought it for you all over the country and put it in a candy house.”

“Yanyan, do you like this house? The second brother bought dozens of houses for you.”

“Yanyan, the third brother of the playground has been transferred to your name.”

“Yanyan, my brother will take you to debut at C position.”

Gu Yan: “…” (Help! She really wants to do the task in a low-key manner!)

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Su Ci was forced to marry the dying Second Master Shen, and the entire S City awaited her tragic fate. However, half a year later, Su Ci cured Second Master Shen and was adored by the Shen family. She is a personal disciple of a miraculous doctor, a top hacker, a racer, and the founder of a globally popular cosmeceutical brand. International conglomerate CEO Xiao Yizhou, genius director Lu Mingchen, and e-sports god anti all declared: “Su Ci is our dearest junior sister!”The man, rumored to be cold and violent, cornered Su Ci against the wall, gritting his teeth: “How many more identities do I not know about?” Su Ci smiled warmly and kissed the man's lips, “Just one last one, Mrs. Shen.”