我是卷王穿越者的废物对照组

Shi Shu, with his mop of dark hair, found himself transported from the modern world to a backward ancient era. To survive, he settled into a village, toiling away at farm work—shoveling chicken manure and feeding pigs and cows. After three months of hard labor, he felt he had perfectly integrated into his new life.

Feeling rather proud of himself, he was gathering pigweed by the riverbank when he accidentally bumped into King Liang’s honor guard. Before he knew it, he was being dragged away to be beheaded.

“?”

“Damn it!”

“This freaking feudal society!”

As he was venting his frustration, a man dressed in elegant and refined robes stepped out from beside the Crown Prince. This man calmly studied Shi Shu for a moment before saying slowly, “Learning new ideas?”

Shi Shu replied, “…Striving to be a new youth?”

Xie Wuchi was expressionless. “Cool.”

It turned out that this era had not just one, but multiple time travelers.

Though they both time-traveled to the ancient past, their destinies were vastly different. Xie Wuchi saved Shi Shu’s life. Feeling grateful, Shi Shu sought him out for a casual chat. “I’ve pretty much got this village under control. Want to join me? We can eat our fill and spend our time doing nothing.”

Xie Wuchi glanced at the ragged but handsome young man before him and replied indifferently, “Thank you. I’m a strategist for King Liang, and I’m doing quite well.”

Feeling the gap between their intellects, Shi Shu kept going and asked, “So what are your plans for the future?”

“Since we’re in ancient times,” Xie Wuchi said calmly, “Of course, I’m going to be the emperor.”

Shi Shu, whose world revolved around gathering pigweed, was speechless.

Xie Wuchi truly was cunning and ruthless. Shi Shu, bewildered, became his follower, watching helplessly as he went from a penniless nobody in a small village to a powerful warlord capable of conquering the world.

Shi Shu benefited from this, riding on Xie Wuchi’s coattails and enjoying a smooth-sailing life.

But one day, Shi Shu discovered a shocking truth: they were part of a group time-travel system. The only way to return to their original world was to become the ruler of the world and eliminate all other time travelers.

“No way!” Shi Shu exclaimed.

He looked at himself, empty-handed and completely reliant on Xie Wuchi, and then at Xie Wuchi, who was already a ruthless warlord with countless lives on his hands. Xie Wuchi was still oblivious to this fatal rule.

Shi Shu took a deep breath.

Late that night, Shi Shu crept into Xie Wuchi’s bed, a dagger in hand. Dressed provocatively, he hoped to seduce Xie Wuchi to gain an advantage.