Sang Wo Novels

Shi An is the last abyssal dragon in the world. Due to extreme boredom, he happily fell asleep with his treasure. Fifty thousand years later, Shi An opened his eyes contentedly — only to find himself transformed into a weak humanoid with short arms and legs.He looked down at his inexplicably shrunken body, then looked around his empty cave: "..."Where is my mighty and majestic body? Where is my big tail? Most importantly — where is my treasure???!!!After thousands of years of hard work, I woke up to find myself back at square one.·In 2202, conflicts between humans and magical creatures became increasingly intense. Although the magical creatures' camp was strong, the fantasy species that once roamed the continent had disappeared.Shi An, the youngest son of the Shi family and a famous zero-magic power student at the Ability Academy. At the start of the new semester, his magical power was re-tested. Shi An looked innocently at the three exploded testers before him: "Eh? Are they of poor quality?"During combat training, low-level magical creatures fled in panic before Shi An even approached. Watching their eager-to-escape backs, Shi An appeared innocent: "Yay, such good luck."Everyone: …? I must be dreaming.·Mu Heng, the last noble bloodline of the dragon slayers, the strongest human ability user."Dragons? Extinction is their best destiny," he said coldly and arrogantly.Long after that—Mu Heng glanced back at the dragon cub lying in the pile of treasures, then withdrew his gaze and slowly said: "Are there any tasks recently? Preferably with high rewards."Extinction is out of the question. In fact, earning more money is necessary to support the family, so as not to be kicked out of bed at night.

Ge Xiu is a notorious space pirate with a long list of crimes. After his capture, according to the highest intergalactic law, he faces two choices: either serve a 1,156-year sentence on a barren planet or enter countless virtual worlds, where he must endure a lifetime of humiliation and suffering as a pitiful character—each torment reducing his evil value. Without hesitation, Ge Xiu picks the second option. And then… The judicial surveillance system watches in stunned silence as the former—most-wanted criminal in the galaxy—now—pathetic weakling—Ge Xiu proceeds to overthrow empires, crush federations, dismantle oppression, and establish new orders across virtual worlds. He then turns to the camera, whimpering: *"I had such a miserable time, really."* *"……"* The surveillance system is furious: *Like hell we believe you!*

As a notorious and feared deity in the infinite flow world, Ye Jia deliberately concealed his strength after clearing the game, taking on a slacker role in the logistics department of the Supernatural Phenomena Management Bureau. He thought this would allow him to return to a lazy, comfortable life. But little did he know… One day, he opened the fridge and was greeted by the ferocious head of an evil spirit: “Boss, boss, did ya miss me—?” Ye Jia: “…” He slammed the fridge door shut and fell into deep thought. …Is there something wrong with this world? Behind him, the TV news blared: *Supernatural incidents have surged recently, with a sharp increase in disappearances under investigation…* · The infinite escape game collapsed unexpectedly, releasing countless trapped monsters now wreaking havoc on the world. Only Ye Jia, the sole survivor of the game, knows the truth. Every single one of these… is an old acquaintance. Ye Jia: *This is too much.* #All I wanted was to be an ordinary corporate slave, dammit# Then one day, he encountered a certain unexpected monster. After two seconds of silence, Ye Jia greeted dryly: “…You escaped too? What a coincidence.” The man smiled leisurely, stepping closer: “My boyfriend ran away from home. Of course I had to come catch him.” Ye Jia: “…” Who would’ve thought that, along with the worldwide chaos of the ghost gate’s opening, he’d also have to deal with… His romantic debts. Seriously? *This* is happening now?

Synopsis A: Shen Kong woke up to find himself transmigrated into a novel, forced to become an unpaid laborer tasked with correcting the villain’s morals. No salary, no ID, no social security—every temporary identity he took was a cannon fodder who courted death around the villain. From Kidnapper B who crippled him, to Bully Classmate C who followed the crowd, to Spy D who stole confidential intel... truly wicked to the bone, no dying without the sin. Upholding his ruthless education principles, Shen Kong donned his high-risk disguises, dancing on the edge of death. And so, the little sapling predictably grew twisted. Ten years later, after finally becoming the tyrant ruling a business empire, Han Li sought him out: “So… you were the one tormenting me all along?” Shen Kong: “…” Damn. Synopsis B: The so-called moral correction aimed to conquer hardness with softness—to heal distortion with tolerance, melt ice with warmth, and redeem darkness with light. [Every demon was once human.] And the moral corrector existed solely to save them. Shen Kong sneered coldly, crushing his cigarette between his fingers, his gaze sharp with the scent of gunpowder, metal, and the rust of blood: “Bullshit.”