The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance - Chapter 1: The Bloody Crown

The world is like a chessboard.

“I do not want to be treated as a chess piece by the players!”

Defeat in this chess is tantamount to the destruction of my body and I’ll thoroughly disappear! Victory in this chess and I’ll have a very long life!

With the help of an ancient Weiqi piece, Gu Hai arrived at the Divine Province Mainland!

Heavenly Dao is eternal, however life is limited, making heaven and earth pieces of a chessboard, then in the end transformed into a loess, vanishing like faded smoke and scattered clouds. Nevertheless people still jump out of the chessboard, and these people are already prepared for their death while playing chess against the heavens, and perhaps win eternal life for themselves?

“I’ve come, and I want to live through 10,000 lives without any boundaries!”

Liang Shi penetrated into a Lily ABO text.
In the original text, the original body was a stupid and poisonous cannon fodder slag A. When the heroine Xu Qingzhu’s family business was facing bankruptcy, she tried her best to marry someone. The glands finally caused the lifelong disability of the heroine’s body.
Since then, Xu Qingzhu quickly divorced her, struggling to support the family business, and finally the phoenix was born.
The original cannon fodder was revealed that she was not Miss Alpha of the Liang family. The real heir to the Liang family was actually someone else. The original body had countless enemies. In the end, she went begging on the street and was interrupted by Xu Qingzhu’s admirers. , The glands were also dug up and fed to dogs.
Liang Shi:  …
For a while, I didn’t know who to sympathize with first.
Liang Shi, who had just crossed over, was completely stunned. The room was filled with strong Omega pheromones, and the strong smell of strawberry Baoli sweet wine made Liang Shi unable to control it.
Is Xu Qingzhu’s estrus coming?
Before she could get close, Xu Qingzhu’s voice was hoarse and looked at her with hatred and unwillingness: “Don’t come here!”
Thinking of the original body’s end, Liang Shiqiang pretended to be calm: “I’ll tell you a secret, in fact, I’m incompetent in pheromone marking, I can’t.”
Xu Qingzhu: “…?”
Liang Shi’s purpose is very clear, divorce Xu Qingzhu, take the initiative to stay away from the Liang family, pick up his old business, earnestly make money by filming, and become a well-deserved top player in the entertainment industry.
Isn’t it sweet to make money?
However, not long after, the broker asked her to meet the investor “Dad”.
In the president’s office, Liang Shi bit his head and asked, “Is President Xu thinking about divorcing me?”
Xu Qingzhu: “I have it, it’s yours.”
Liang Shi: “…?”
Looking at Xu Qingzhu’s slightly bulging belly, Liang Shi fell into contemplation.
How many scenes does it take to raise the president and the cubs?

1V1//ABO has a private setting//If you don’t like it, you can click the fork
Female A has no organs// Female O will get pregnant
Wenfeng slow heat // anti-theft 80%, 72h
Do not accept writing guidance, respect her freedom of writing, thank you.

Content tags: childbirth entertainment circle sweet text through books
Search keywords: Protagonists: Liang Shi, Xu Qingzhu ┃ Supporting roles: Zhao Xuning, Shen Hui ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

The once greatest Saint underneath the heavens has been reborn after one hundred years. He cultivates with mighty skills, and he fights to once again reach the top of the world!

Don’t compete with me when it comes to concocting pills, 100% effectiveness means nothing to me.

Don’t compete with me when it comes to cultivation speed, I won’t be responsible when you die from embarrassment.

Don’t compete with me when it comes to experience, as I’m an ancient ancestor.

The existence of Jiang Chen is destined to ridicule thousands of geniuses…

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”