My Desertion Would Be Faster Than Heros' Obsession - Chapter 1

Recently, Xiang Changkong has been making food deliveries to Xu Lian. After delivering takeout after takeout, he eventually becomes the delivery.

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In a magical Middle Ages, it was difficult to stick to your beliefs…or even to be alone.

Because the people here are not simple, they are ignorant, greedy and cruel.

Because the nobles here are not noble, they are insidious, vicious and tyrannical.

But… people’s constitutions cannot be generalized.

Lan En touched the two hearts and three lung sacs under his chest.

It is estimated that not only in this world, but also in other worlds connected by the intersection of the celestial sphere, I can maintain a healthy view of good and evil.

——Then get rid of all those hopeless scum!

[Estimated world experience: Sekiro, Assassin’s Creed, Monster Hunter, Bloodline, Dark Souls, Nioh…]

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Ye Xinghui was tricked into another world by an unscrupulous god.Still, he at least has a golden finger.At first, Ye Xinghui planned to rely on his golden finger to become a protagonist in the new world, but… when he saw his parents’ information, he was completely dumbfounded.His father turned out to be the legendary King of Soldiers, and his mother was the legitimate daughter of the first noble family in China.But this was nothing. Ye Xinghui was even more dumbfounded when his brother suddenly woke up and said, “Shouldn’t I be going through the heavenly tribulation? Why am I here… wait… is this Earth?”Ye Xinghui can’t help but think, ‘Didn’t we agree that I would be the protagonist?’

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”