Being Reborn And Starting Off By Not Being A Simp - Chapter 200: Low-profile Show Off

For saving his girlfriend, Feng Shan was convicted of excessive self-defense and served a seven-year sentence.After his release from prison, he unexpectedly inherits an overseas estate, becoming a landlord in the Alaskan Arctic Circle.By day, he hunts, eats meat, and drinks a little wine; at night, he watches the aurora, grows vegetables in the world of ice and snow, and for fun, shows off some Witchcraft to the natives to blow their minds.Creating his own paradise within the Arctic Circle.

A lonely soul, which was placed under the care of the Lord Protector’s Manor, ended up having her lover stolen by the family’s eldest daughter and dying tragically the day before her wedding.

Opening his eyes after transmigrating, Chen Yi found himself kneeling in the Punishment Hall of the Marquis’s Manor. The reason? As a live-in son-in-law, he had actually dared to run away on his wedding day.Consequently, not only was he thoroughly despised by the entire manor, but he was also indefinitely grounded as punishment.However, Chen Yi was more than happy to enjoy the peace and quiet. Having exhausted himself with endless toil in his previous life, simply being a wealthy, idle son-in-law in this one sounded pretty damn good.From that day forward, relying on a Daily Intelligence System to passively harvest fortuitous encounters, he dedicated himself to mastering the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, and even the Dao of fishing. He lived a supremely leisurely and blissful life within the manor.……Many years later, when the surrounding barbarian nations launched a massive invasion, Chen Yi—who had already reached the absolute pinnacle of perfection in the arts, medicine, and fishing—helplessly sighed. Stepping directly into the realm of a Land Immortal, he shocked the entire world with a single battle.Xiao Jinghong: “Husband, didn’t we agree you were just going to be an idle son-in-law? Why are you a Land Immortal?!”

“There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.” — Dante AlighieriThis is a quote that dictates my life perfectly. Ever since I was a young boy, I enjoyed playing games, so much so that I carried that passion even into my sophomore years, all the way to my death.My story in life isn't all that tragic compared to the more unfortunate out there. I am your typical game creator. I made indie games and visual novels for a living.Naturally, being out of passion and an unknown solo developer, I tried my best to get my work out there, working additional jobs, doing side hustles, both online and locally, all just to survive, and all just to sponsor my work.However, in a world where competition is vast in the game industry, everything I make only ends up at the bottom rank. Because of this, I never gave up, but as I went into my thirties, this passion of mine separated me from my family.These days they don't even talk to me anymore. Depressed, alone, and on the verge of a mental breakdown, I lost all hope, and it didn't help that I had two months of rent due and bills that needed to be paid.But all that changed one night when I got a mysterious message that suddenly appeared on my laptop screen:“You who despair! Would you like a second chance at life? If yes click and offer up your life worth's negativity to me, if no forget this message completely!?”At that time, I clicked Yes by accident.But as the message said, I died due to a heart attack and reincarnated into the World of Purgatory. This was the greatest mistake of my life, as it changed it forever. However in this world I came with the power called the Administrator — a power I gained as a newborn Negative Spirit.With this power I exist as an Entity of Dreams, but even without a physical body, I was determined to make my wish come true: to be a game creator. But unlike other devs, my dreams are different. I can create scenarios in the dreams of men, forcing them to play my game. If they win, they walk out of here as an Awakened Spirit Warrior; however, if I win, the abilities they would have gained in my trials go to me. In this game of mine, anything could be wagered. In reality I have nothing to lose as the Administrator. But to the players, what they wager could be a matter of life or death.