Zhou Zhou is a dating game NPC, delivering warmth and blessings to players, able to kiss, hug, and lift them up, affectionately called “Little Sweet Porridge” by his mom fans.... more>>

Only one day, he crossed over into an interstellar holographic horror game.

Zhou Zhou: ?

Facing various horror scenes, NPC Zhou Zhou continued to diligently carry out his duties, delivering warmth and blessings, but the recipients seemed to be a bit off.

A resentful woman with disheveled long hair and a ghostly pale face with a bizarre smile appeared behind the player.

Zhou Zhou: “Your hair is messy, let me braid it for you.” He quickly braided two pigtails.

Resentful woman: ?

Zhou Zhou: “Your makeup is too white, not pretty. Let me reapply it for you!”

Seeing her beautiful self in the mirror, the resentful woman: …

A child ghost appeared punctually under the player’s bed at midnight, scaring a group of grown men so much that they huddled together trembling under the covers. But this time, he encountered Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou: “Kids shouldn’t sleep under the bed. Wash your face and brush your teeth first, I’ll tell you a bedtime story, one I just learned.”

In the middle of the night, the child ghost ended up being frightened to tears by Zhou Zhou’s ghost story.

In the haunted castle, players were chased by monster limbs, with screams echoing throughout the room.

Only Zhou Zhou said seriously to the monster: “You dropped your hand, I picked it up for you. Your head shouldn’t be in the toilet, it won’t flush down.”

Players in the game all knew there was a top-level master, not only handsome but also able to get along harmoniously with the ghosts and monsters in the game, even succeeding in scaring these frightening ghosts to tears?

“Game Announcement: Caesar the Great and Zhou Zhou have become partners, let’s congratulate the newlyweds.”

Player: …Isn’t this supposed to be a horror game? Why can we get married?

The emperor of the interstellar empire stated: The game belongs to him, as do the characters. <<less

Legend says the Demon King’s son is cruel by nature, stops at no evil, and hangs around with a gang of Greater Demons who love causing trouble just as much as he does.... more>>

The Archangels worried day and night, fearing that once the son took power, Heaven and the Demon Realm would inevitably go to war again.

Imagine their surprise when, one day, they received the Demon King’s son, all gift-wrapped and delivered right to them.

The Archangels: ???

Accompanying him was a whole retinue of Greater Demons, loyal followers of the Demon King’s son. The Black Goat butler glared menacingly; Skeleton soldiers stood in grim formation; Greater Demon attendants had mu*der in their eyes; And the giant mount, shaking the earth with every step, roared loud enough to shake the heavens.

The angels fell silent in unison: They’re here to start a war, aren’t they!

Yet, the Demon King’s son, perched atop the demonic beast, remained so disdainful and arrogant that he refused to even show his face for the longest time.

Just as the angels could no longer tolerate such blatant disrespect, the Demon King’s son finally condescended to climb down… from the demonic beast’s tail.

Climb down???

This toddler standing before them—barely three heads tall, with chubby cheeks, utterly adorable… this was the cruel and arrogant son of the Demon King?

Cruel by nature? The chubby little cub flashed a toothless smile at the angels.

Stops at no evil? The cub blinked his big eyes, clearly wanting cuddles.

Hangs around with a gang of trouble-making demons? Watching the demon butler and attendants—who had looked so imposing and terrifying moments before—suddenly brandish their weapons and start yelling threats at the angels… okay, maybe that part was true.

Not long after, the Demon King came to pick up his son. He found the boy raised plump and healthy, while the host of angels looked utterly drained and tormented.

The Demon King stroked his chin thoughtfully: Seems like I’ve found a free and safe daycare center, plus a bunch of useful tools for raising my son.

Human Perspective:

Vicious demons invaded the human world, plunging everything into chaos. Then one day, the demons suddenly vanished, and the portal connecting to the Demon Realm was sealed.

Humanity, with peace restored, began vigorously developing technology, determined that the next time the demons showed up, they would beat them absolutely senseless.

Humans built all sorts of weapons, mechs, and spaceships—they were practically ready to conquer the cosmos—when finally, the demons arrived!

Poised for battle, humans aimed their energy guns and laser cannons… only to find that the newcomer was just a little, three-heads-tall demon cub.

“Hi everyone!” The little demon waved.

Huh, surprisingly polite. Speaking of which, are demons going for the ‘cute’ look these days?

Later, they learned the truth: this polite, cute little demon was the Demon King’s son. The Greater Demons were his attendants, the Demon King’s army answered to him, Hellhounds were his pets, and even the angels doted on him excessively.

Humans: … Quietly putting away weapons. Maybe we should talk about a peace treaty instead. <<less

Lin An, plagued by severe social anxiety and obsessive cleanliness, rarely ventured outside, preferring to spend his days indoors, shopping via his smartphone and ordering takeout. As the apocalypse descended, his frail body inevitably succumbed to the virus, transforming him into a zombie. ... more>>

First Attempt: The irrational, starving zombie Lin An, driven by a bloodthirsty frenzy, screeched as he opened the door. Outside, the scene was gruesome with bloodstains everywhere, scattered remains of gnawed limbs, and various items dropped in haste by those fleeing. Quietly, he closed the door.

Second Attempt: Hearing human voices outside, the famished zombie Lin An opened the door again, ready to pounce on his prey. Upon opening the door, he locked eyes with five residents stealthily scavenging for supplies. Intimidated by their five pairs of terrified, piercing stares, Lin An quietly shut the door again and hid himself inside a cabinet.

Third Attempt: Finally, hunger triumphed over his social anxiety and cleanliness fixation. Wearing a mask and gloves, he stepped outside. In the neighborhood, he found fresh ‘food’, happily dragged it home, cleaned it thoroughly, and prepared for a hearty feast. <<less