Chapter 8

Throughout history, there have been so many fierce generals. Why did I have to become the tragic Wei Yan, who didn't even know how he died? Clearly, this Wei Yan from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is not from the real historical timeline. It's a tragedy within a tragedy.

"It seems that this historical plane is too difficult to navigate. As a newcomer, I shouldn't start with such a high difficulty—like going into a hell dungeon with a blank character. Isn't that just asking for trouble? Forget it, I'll choose another plane. Maybe one where I can fall in love and have a good time. It's safe, and I can gain halo experience, which is reliable."

The card's self-recovery function activated for the last time. The plane selector automatically ran again, and as the white light enveloped Wang Yichen, he muttered to himself.

A few minutes later, the white light dissipated, and Wang Yichen opened his eyes. He found that his special forces protagonist was now lying on an ancient, ornate wooden bed.

The bed was lavishly decorated, exuding a strong feminine aura, clearly a woman's bed. The bed was covered with fragrant silk quilts, and the area around it was filled with various flowers. It was truly seductive, but Wang Yichen felt a surge of joy. Could it be that this time he had really crossed into a romance plane? It seemed to be an ancient romance.

Wang Yichen looked around with the special forces protagonist's eyes and soon noticed a dressing table not far away. A long-haired, red-clad woman, exuding a seductive charm, was sitting in front of it, slowly drawing her eyebrows.

In a daughter's fragrant boudoir, she was painting her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

The scene was so enchanting that even a Buddha would be moved. Wang Yichen's heart fluttered, and his special forces protagonist involuntarily sat up, looking at the red-clad beauty.

The red-clad woman, hearing the movement, stopped her hand, gently put down the brush, and slowly turned to smile.

At that moment, the special forces protagonist's smile froze. The red-clad woman was dressed very attractively, and her makeup was very exquisite, but her facial features seemed somewhat strange—Wang Yichen quickly realized that this kind of strangeness was something he often saw in cross-dressers or transvestites. It was a masculine aura, a coarseness that couldn't be hidden by makeup.

Could this seductive red-clad woman actually be a transvestite or a cross-dresser?

"You're awake, Brother Lian." The red-clad "woman" saw the special forces protagonist staring dumbly and smiled coyly, speaking in a sharp, coarse voice that sounded neither male nor female, making one's skin crawl.

Wang Yichen was even more certain of his judgment. This was a cross-dresser. At the same time, the way the cross-dresser addressed his special forces protagonist made him have a very bad association. The special forces protagonist also reacted, pointing at the red-clad cross-dresser and trembling, "You call me Brother Lian? Could you be Dongfang Bubai?"

"What's wrong with you, Brother Lian?" Seeing the special forces protagonist's crazy demeanor and incoherent speech, Dongfang Bubai frowned, thinking that Brother Lian must be delirious. But... it's okay, I will use my tenderness to heal my Brother Lian.

Dongfang Bubai thought coyly, her face blushing. Seeing the man on the bed struggling to get up and trying to escape, Dongfang Bubai flicked her finger, and several embroidery needles shot out, hitting the special forces protagonist's clothes. With a few muffled thuds, the needles pinned the special forces protagonist to the bed.

The special forces protagonist struggled but couldn't break free. Seeing Dongfang Bubai undressing and approaching with a coy expression, he broke out in a cold sweat and trembled, "Don't come any closer! What do you want? Don't come any closer!"

Dongfang Bubai took off her clothes and gently helped the special forces protagonist take off his pants, saying, "There's no need to be shy between us..."

"No! No! Ah, what a mess!!"

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Half an hour later, Wang Yichen sat in front of the plane controller, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart still racing.

His special forces protagonist had died again, this time after being continuously violated by Dongfang Bubai, unable to bear the humiliation, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

This last crossing was a disaster. Wang Yichen was now only grateful that the one who crossed and possessed the body was just the protagonist summoned by the card, not himself. However, because of the mental connection with the protagonist, Wang Yichen was still quite unhappy with this crossing...

"Damn, I want to strangle this idiot!" At this moment, outside the game area, Mo Yan was gritting her teeth. Since Wang Yichen's special forces protagonist had died, his protagonist card had exploded. The blue light from the explosion told Mo Yan that Wang Yichen had exploded a blue-quality protagonist card!

This was... too damn wasteful! The probability of getting a blue-quality protagonist card from a new player's gift pack was one in ten thousand! As far as Mo Yan knew, since the main game space was created, only a handful of lucky players had ever gotten a blue-quality protagonist card from the new player's gift pack. Wang Yichen had such luck, but he wasted it so easily. If Wang Yichen were standing in front of Mo Yan now, she would strangle him to death.

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