Prohibited from coveting the cute player [Unlimited]

After entering the infinite world, Shilong would always encounter some strange characters.

The cherished one of the ruler, the queen of the demon lord, the heartthrob of a love variety show.

Shilong's beautiful face twisted into a knot, tears welling up in his eyes: "If we encounter danger again, will you protect me?"

The system's cold and mechanical voice replied: [No]

"Then, can you give me some hints to clear the game?"

[No]

"Sigh, not even a little bit?"

[The system adheres to the principles of fairness, objectivity, and rationality, and will not provide special treatment.]

In the fourth game, at a hidden and dark underground auction, there are strange and exotic beasts, as well as precious jewels. And there, after removing the mask, is an unexpectedly beautiful boy. Kneeling in a cage made of pure gold, he looks around with wide eyes, watching the crowd below go wild at his appearance.

The system's electronic beeping constantly echoed in Shilong's mind.

 [Do these players and NPCs not understand what manners are? Where are their eyes even looking?!]

[Don't think I don't know what these people are thinking, always wanting to come and hug and touch.]

[Don't you all have your own wives??]

 Shilong: "Mr. System, please calm down..."

The mechanical voice thundered: [The system adheres to the principles of fairness, objectivity, and rationality. I am currently very calm!!!]

Shilong: "..."

Shilong is a gentle and kind-hearted person, naturally cute. He is always obedient, and everyone thinks he is not intelligent, going with the flow, easily believing in others. However, when fate pushes Shilong to the moment of choice, he will prove to be braver than anyone can imagine.

 - This is not a serious decryption type infinite flow story, the main plot revolves around romance, a heartthrob in the midst of chaos, a beautiful and foolish protagonist, perhaps a happy novel that sticks to the small beauty.

 -1v1, top/seme slicing, a crazy dog turning into a loyal dog, a cold person turning into a submissive dog, like the system (lol).

Content tags: Time Travel, Infinite Flow, System, Sweet Text

Protagonist: Shilong

One-sentence summary: Don't you all have your own wives?!

Theme: You will be braver than you think

(T/N: "Slicing" refers to how these roles can be flipped or switched throughout the story, adding more complexity to their interactions and dynamics.)

(T/N: Hello to the person reading this, This is not my own story; I just translated it. So I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors or typos. I originally planned to upload this on Wattpad, but unfortunately, Wattpad always malfunctions whenever I try to upload this story there. I also planned to upload the stories that I upload there on here, but they're all R18, so nevermind. Anyways, sorry for the long note; I had to extend it because I can't upload the text if it's not 500 words. That's all, enjoy! Mwah~)

Chapter 1: Widow

The mourning hall.

The candles on the table emitted a faint white smoke, and in the center hung a black and white portrait. Below the memorial was a black coffin, with black funeral scrolls displayed on both sides, creating a solemn and sorrowful atmosphere.

The people who came to pay their respects stood in two rows in front of the coffin, their sobbing voices filling the air.

Shilong knelt at the front, wearing a white robe and quietly changing to a more comfortable position.

He had been kneeling since he entered this world, and his legs were sore.

People lined up one by one to offer flowers. Seeing that the line seemed endless, Shilong took a deep breath and discreetly shifted his gaze towards the central portrait on the memorial.

It was an elderly man in his fifties, with triangular eyes and a chubby face. The corners of his mouth drooped menacingly, giving him a sinister look. His name, Lu Shen, was written on the memorial tablet.

Shilong tapped the system and asked, "Mr. System, is this person who died my father or my grandfather? He looks quite old."

The system's calm and indifferent voice replied, [Your husband.]

"???" Shilong's eyes almost popped out of his head. His rosy lips slightly parted, and a cry of surprise was suppressed in his throat, barely managing to hold it back.

He had so many questions in his mind that he didn't know which one to ask first. Eventually, he chose the most pressing one, "I am a boy, how did I end up marrying an old man?"

"Um, am I still a boy?" Shilong suddenly became uncertain. He didn't know if entering this magical game would change his gender as well.

System: [...]

This was the first time he had encountered a player who got married to an NPC right after entering the game.

And this was the first time he had encountered such a clueless player.

The system calmly replied, [You are a man. Marriage is just a status and not limited by gender. Besides, you haven't registered or had an official wedding ceremony.]

"That's good to know." Shilong breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't prepared for a gender change yet. "Can you tell me about the background story of this game?

【Loading game background...】

【Initiating beginner's instance: "The Otherworldly"]】

【Game background introduction: City A is the capital, where countless celebrities and businessmen gather, including the Lu family. Although Lu Shen, born into a prestigious family, he was incompetent and lustful, he almost ruined the hundred-year-old family business of the Lu family.】

【The Lu family gradually declined until Lu Shen's adopted son, Lu Ran, took over.】

【Lu Ran was ruthless and decisive, taking control of the Lu Group at the age of 24. In just a few years, he expanded the influence of the Lu Group throughout City A, while Lu Shen was exiled abroad.】

【Five years later, Lu Shen returned, in the form of a corpse. Lu Shen died overseas due to unknown causes and was repatriated. By his side, there was his beautiful and delicate young wife.】

【What people don't know is that Lu Shen died from being parasitized by an otherworldly creature. With Lu Shen's body returning to City A, it will bring about a tremendous upheaval...】

【Main quest: Survive for 30 days】

【Personal quests: Not refreshed】

【Hidden quests: Not refreshed】

Shilong: "So, my role in this game is...?"

【The role of the deceased Lu Shen's young wife, who is poor, beautiful, delicate, and fond of the rich, skilled in calculations.】

Shilong: "..."

His mouth drooped again.

When he was born, he was weak and suffered from congenital heart disease, which caused a series of complications. For most of his life before turning 19, he spent most of his time lying in a hospital bed, relying on a ventilator to sustain his life. On his 19th birthday, he finally stopped breathing.

Immediately after, an inorganic voice echoed in his mind.

【Hello, I am System 9617, here to serve you.】

【Detecting that your life index is below the critical point, causing death in the real world. You meet the conditions to enter the Infinite World. If you complete the game, you will be reborn in real life. Do you want to bind to the Infinite Game?】

Shilong chose to accept.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself kneeling in this funeral parlor.

...And he became a rich widow.

*Sob, sob, sob.

Shilong hadn't fully processed the information transmitted by the system when he heard a slow and steady footstep.

"Dah, dah, dah." The sound of leather shoes striking the floor came from outside the door, and a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the funeral parlor, followed by a dozen burly men dressed in black.

Friendly reminder from the system: 【Lu Ran, the adopted son of Lu Shen.】

Shilong: "..."

He lowered his head even further.

From the background introduction, it seemed that Lu Ran and his dad, Lu Shen, didn't get along, but he despised him more.

Now that his dad was dead, Shilong hoped that Lu Ran wouldn't just send him on his way as well.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of the guests, Lu Ran nonchalantly walked into the funeral parlor. He stood in front of the dark coffin, casually observing the portrait.

Lu Ran casually picked up a stick of incense from the memorial table and played with it in his hand, smirking. "I was planning to take care of you personally, but I didn't expect you to be such a waste and die early."

He sneered and disrespectfully tossed the incense onto the memorial table. "You got off cheap."

The guests below fell silent like cicadas in winter.

The strained relationship between the father and son of the Lu family was no secret, and the guests all cowered in fear, not wanting to provoke this demon king.

Lu Ran took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands, then casually walked down from the dais, saying, "I heard that my dear father took a new wife on his deathbed."

His tone was calm, neither hurried nor continuous, like the prelude before a storm. The calmer it was, the more intense it became, causing Shilong to shiver involuntarily.

"Where is he?" The guests' gazes involuntarily gathered on the slender figure kneeling at the front. Lu ran raised an eyebrow.

A pair of leather shoes appeared in front of Shilong, on top of which were neatly tailored trousers and black socks wrapped around the ankles.

"Is it you?" Lu ran looked down at the figure kneeling on the ground from a higher position. From his angle, he could only see Shilong's soft, slightly long brown hair, and his fair and delicate back of the neck, as smooth as creamy jade.

The kneeling person didn't answer, their body trembling slightly, like a rabbit being stared at by a fierce beast, frozen in place.

Lu ran's lips curled up with malice. "What have you become that even that old lecher is interested in you and wants to marry you?"

Lu ran's tone carried malice. "Or perhaps, your skills are so unforgettable."

Lu ran, with a silver ring on his hand, pinched Shilong's chin and forced his face up.

The moment he looked at that face, Lu ran instantly stopped his movement.

Born into the Lu family, Lu ran had seen countless beauties, but he had never seen such a beautiful young man.

Every inch of his body seemed to be carefully crafted by the god. His eyes were a shallow amber color, clear like a pool of water, with a slight hint of red at the corners. His skin was fair and delicate, even more so than the most precious porcelain. There was a small mole on his left earlobe, and his lips were perfectly shaped, enticing for a kiss.

Delicate, gorgeous, stunning, naturally endowed with beauty.

There is an ancient saying that goes, if you want to be beautiful, you have to be filial.

With Shilong's face paired with a snow-white mourning dress, purity and allure merged together, evoking the strongest desire in people's hearts.

To destroy him, to claim him, to leave his mark on him.

Shilong was also observing Lu ran.

He was dressed in a well-fitted suit, tall in stature, with a straight spine. There was not a single wrinkle on his clothes. Under the well-ironed designer suit, one could see strong and smooth muscle lines.

His looks were extremely handsome, with superior brow bones and a prominent nose bridge. He had a darker complexion, black eyes, narrow and long, emitting an undeniable aura, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

What's the use of being good-looking if the hand that pinches his chin is so heavy?

Shilong instinctively recoiled backward. He was already fair-skinned, and his skin was delicate. Lu ran had left two red finger marks on his face.

Shilong pouted unhappily and spoke softly and gently to negotiate with Lu ran. "Can you please let go first? It hurts a bit."

With an expression, this beautiful and delicate face became even more vivid.

Vivid, lively, beautiful, and fragile.

...and even more tempting to destroy.

Lu ran suddenly became interested in Shilong.

He raised his hand, back facing outward, and casually waved it. "You all can leave now."

The more than ten black-clothed men he brought with him responded in unison, "Yes." Then they skillfully retreated, taking all the guests with them.

The crowded memorial hall suddenly became deserted. Only Shilong and Lu ran remained in the vast space.

He turned Shilong's face, as if examining a beautiful object, and said maliciously, "Your face really is quite good. Now that the old man is dead, you can follow me from now on, how about it?"

He casually patted Shilong's cheek. "I guarantee it'll be more comfortable than following that old man."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The tightly closed coffin of Lu Shen exploded with a loud bang, revealing a pale arm. The skin was loose, with purple-blue corpse spots, and the fingers were curved like claws, struggling to stand up by grabbing onto the coffin.

How could the dead come back to life?

However, the reality was that Lu Shen's obese and bloated body stood up unsteadily like a puppet on strings. His eyes had opened at some point, and they were dark as they looked ahead.

Lu Shen watched them silently, his eyes devoid of any human emotions, like an alien creature experiencing the world for the first time.

He took a step forward, his movements stiff and clumsy, almost tripping over himself.

A strange protrusion traveled from Lu Shen's left arm to his neck, forming a fist-sized lump, as if something was hidden beneath his skin.

[System prompt.]

The flat mechanical voice of 9617 sounded in Shi Long's ear: [The monster in the instance has been activated. As this is a beginner's instance, there will be only one prompt when the monster first activates.]

Shi Long suddenly realized that this was the awakening of something abnormal within Lu Shen's body.

Seeing Lu Ran furrow his brow and seemingly not reacting, Shi Long felt a strange sense of superiority.

Ever since he entered this instance, this man in front of him had insulted him, pinched his chin, and even made a cuckold gesture in front of his father's coffin.

Shi Long's wickedness grew, and he wrinkled his nose, saying fiercely, "You unfilial child, it's all because of you that your father's anger has made him fake his death!"

Lu Ran: "..."

Chapter 2: Widow

On the other side, Lu Shen, no, the alien , continued to gaze at them with its dark eyes.

Coming back from the dead, possessing another body, such a thing couldn't possibly happen. Lu Ran was an atheist, even when his father was alive, he wasn't afraid, let alone a dead person.

Lu Ran frowned and instinctively protected Shi Long behind him, placing his hand on the butt of his gun at his waist and said coldly, "Lu Shen, what kind of trick are you playing, acting like a zombie in a movie?"

The alien didn't speak, it moved its nose, turned its stiff head, and looked in their direction.

The scent was so good.

The smell was so good.

Lu Shen's palm opened and closed, his neck turning with a clicking sound, taking a step forward, and stepping out of the coffin.

"Stop!" Lu Ran pulled out his gun, his slender fingers resting on the trigger, and shouted sharply, "Or I'll shoot!"

The alien species couldn't understand his language, it only knew that the delicious scent was ahead of it.

It manipulated Lu Shen's body, step by step, moving forward.

"Bang!"

Lu Ran fired his gun.

His hands were steady as a rock, and the bullet hit Lu Shen's thigh.

But this shot had no effect at all. Lu Shen seemed to feel no pain at all; he ran faster and faster, more and more urgently. He became more proficient with each step, to the point that it was unimaginable. Lu Shen's old and obese body was running With such agile movements, it seemed like the creature was about to reach the two of them.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Without hesitation, Lu Ran fired several shots, all hitting Lu Shen's forehead.

Lu Shen's head exploded, scattering red and white brain matter all over the ground. His fat and bloated body remained standing, while his skull rolled down with a soft thud, revealing the white bones beneath.

Lu Ran clicked his tongue in annoyance, ready to fire again, when he noticed a dark, viscous substance oozing from Lu Shen's neck and falling to the ground with a splat.

The substance was sticky, about the size of a fist, and as black as paint, but had an inorganic sheen that seemed to absorb all surrounding light. It curved slightly, using its "eyes" to observe the world around it.

It was searching for the source of that enticing fragrance.

The creature scanned the black coffin, the hanging white funeral banners, the standing eulogies, and the burning candles with its "eyes." And then, it abruptly paused as its gaze landed on a figure standing behind Lu Ran.

It "saw" the captivating and delicate silhouette behind Lu Ran.

A subtle electric current surged through the creature. It didn't understand what it meant to be beautiful or ugly, or even what humans were, but it instinctively felt drawn to the attractiveness of that individual.

That person was... his mate.

Before Lu Ran could react, the black slime surged towards him like lightning.

"What the hell is this thing?!" Lu Ran cursed loudly, raising his gun to keep shooting. However, the target of the slime was not him.

Like a nimble ball, it headed directly towards the beautiful and delicate figure in white mourning attire standing behind Lu Ran.

Shilong panicked and tried to dodge, but his untrained body couldn't match the speed of the creature.

The black slime moved swiftly towards Shilong's face, and just when Shilong thought he was going to be disfigured, the slime suddenly slowed down when it was only centimeters away from his nose. It sank downward with a soft sound, hitting Shilong's chest.

The slime had a corrosive exterior, and upon contact with the mourning attire, it instantly ate through the rough fabric, creating a large tear.

Shilong's pupils dilated, and his heart felt like it was about to stop beating. Was he going to become a mindless monster controlled by the creature, just like Lu Shen?

In that split second, Lu Ran reached out with both hands, without hesitation, and tried to peel the black slime off Shilong's body.

Shilong, being the widow of the deceased, was wearing cotton mourning attire. The fabric was fragile, and Lu Ran's forceful actions resulted in a tearing sound as he ripped a large hole in it.

Both the creature and Lu Ran paused simultaneously.

The creature was like a famished wolf seeing meat, pouncing on Shilong. The slime extended and elongated, forming a vine-like shape that tightly wrapped around Shilong, layer upon layer.

It hurt so much...

With his slender figure and little flesh on his waist to begin with, the tendrils squeezing him were exerting too much force. Shilong couldn't breathe anymore, and he didn't have the strength to remove the creature from his body. Tears welled up in his eyes, staining his long and thick eyelashes.

Was he going to die like this?

Dying within a few hours of arriving in this world would make him the worst player in history.

[FIRE.]

Shilong: "...What?"

The system's cold mechanical voice pierced his mind. [The creature is afraid of fire.]"

It's afraid of fire!

Shilong suddenly opened his eyes, tears still glistening on his long lashes. He squeezed out a few words from his throat. "Candles... Lu Ran, quickly use the candles to burn it!!"

Lu Ran swiftly turned around, grabbing the candle from the altar and igniting the black tendrils.

Suddenly, both of them seemed to hear a faint scream. The black tendrils struggled, losing control, and let go of their grip on Shilong, falling to the ground like a wriggling black worm.

Lu Ran raised his shoe and stomped on the black tendrils, grinding them forcefully into the ground. "What the hell is this thing? I'll cut you up and study you!"

The tentacle's uncontrollable reaction to the fire was only temporary. Before Lu Ran could even finish speaking, it slipped away like a flexible snake, climbing up the pillar and hiding in the shadows where the light couldn't reach, then disappearing without a trace.

It is still too weak to possess its mate.

But when it becomes stronger... When it becomes stronger, it will surely come back to find its mate.

Its mate that belongs only to it.

"Damn it!" Lu Ran cursed. "Let it escape!"

He frowned and turned to look at Lu Shen, who had already been shattered into pieces. What the hell was this thing?!

No one could answer him.

Lu Ran exhaled sharply and angrily put his gun back in its holster. Shi Long still hadn't regained his senses, with tears streaming down his snowy cheeks and redness at the corners of his eyes, looking pitifully scared.

Indeed, Shi Long was terrified. Experiencing the fear of a horror game firsthand was completely different from knowing the background story from the system's text.

Seeing firsthand the abilities of the creature that were beyond human comprehension, Shi Long, who had lived a sheltered life, felt his hands trembling.

The creature could kill Lu Shen with such methods, and it could do the same to him.

It was thanks to 9617 reminding him that the creature was afraid of fire that he narrowly escaped with his life.

Shi Long's beautiful face wrinkled, and he stammered, "9617, thank you. If we encounter danger again, will you protect me?"

The system responded with its cold mechanical voice, [No.]

Shi Long didn't give up and pleaded, "Can you at least give me a hint for clearing the game?"

[No.]

"Wuwu, not even a little bit?"

[The system adheres to principles of fairness, objectivity, and rationality and does not provide special treatment.]

"But... you just reminded me that the creature is afraid of fire."

[ ... ]

Shi Long: "...?"

After a while, the system finally replied, [That was a newbie welfare, a one-time thing. There won't be any more.]

"Okay..." Shi Long's disappointment was evident as he drooped his mouth, his beautiful eyes also sagging, like an abandoned puppy.

All of these heart-stopping events happened in just a few seconds. Lu Ran's subordinates heard the gunshot and immediately rushed into the hall, only to see Lu Shen's brain matter and blood splattered on the floor. They gasped in shock, "Boss, what happened? Did something happen to you guys?"

One of the subordinates turned his head and saw Shi Long huddled on the side, about to say something but choked on his words.

Oh...

His subordinates couldn't help but speculate.

The funeral hall, his deceased father, the delicate little beauty.

Unbelievable, unbelievable.

Who would have thought that their boss, who usually seems uninterested in women, is actually into this kind of thing! He usually would drive away all the pretty girls who stick to him, but he's into this!

Lu Ran frowned unhappily, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing!" His subordinate instinctively replied, "I really didn't notice your interest in these beautiful boy's!"

Lu Ran: "..."

Shi Long: "..."

Lu Ran was doused with a bucket of dirty water by his subordinate, and he was furious, his eyebrows standing up, "What the **** are you thinking? I didn't do anything!"

Subordinate: "Yes, yes, you're right. It was the poor quality of the clothes that caused them to tear; and Lu Shen's body came out by itself, it's all because he

didn't die completely. You didn't do anything!"

But...

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, and for the sake of his boss's happiness, he still spoke up, "If you like it, I suggest using lower temperatures so that it won't hurt the little mistress, and you can also enjoy it."

The subordinate said sincerely, "Look, the little mistress skin has turned red from being burned."

Lu Ran subconsciously looked down at the candle in his hand, used to burn the black sticky substance, the wax was still slowly flowing; then he looked at Shi Long, whose skin was visibly red from being tightly bound.

Lu Ran: "............"

Lu Ran: "****!!!"

(T/N: The monster is a "Mutant Alien," but I only used/put "Alien" because it flows better in the sentence.)