Role Playing

The unfortunate Shan Ziwei got into a car accident and woke up to find that 200 years had passed. To make matters worse, he still suffered from erotomania. (Erotomania: an aversion to handshakes and hugs; see Baidu for details.) "Unfortunately, we cannot cure your condition." "W-wait a minute! Even AIDS can be cured now, let alone a mere erotomania!" "*chuckle*." With no other choice, Shan Ziwei had to return to his old profession as a quiet game developer. However, the games nowadays seemed a bit... unusual. [System: Dear player, below are your role settings for this game. Setting 1: You enjoy shaking hands with strangers. Setting 2: You enjoy hugging acquaintances. Setting 3: You’re a bottom. Setting 4: You’re a bottom. Setting 5: Important things must be said twice.] Shan Ziwei: ...Is this game even playable?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ P.S.: (Indescribable) top x erotomaniac bottom; pseudo-online gaming novel with dungeon-leveling elements. Thanks to Luan Huajiang for the erotomania inspiration. The game in this story is something the dumb author made up, so if you spot any bugs, just mutter “the author’s an idiot” three times and ignore them (qwq). Due to the author’s rapidly dwindling integrity, expect late-story mind-bending twists—non-combatants, evacuate at once (￣︶￣)/ Weibo: Persevering Youngster Tui (Updates and hiatus announcements will be posted here. Since the dumb author is a tragic corporate slave with a brain tumor [literally—pituitary hyperplasia, currently on medication], new readers should check past update schedules to see if sporadic releases are acceptable.) About comments: The dumb author doesn’t delete comments. If any are missing, contact JJWXC’s customer service or moderators to clarify who deleted them and why. About removing paywall: Multiple requests have been submitted but repeatedly denied. After the Plum Blossom arc concludes, the second part (character-focused) will stay free.