(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 29: The first lesson

(The Book's title has been changed from the original Pretty Man's Beloved Farmwife: This Madam is So Hot). Yang Chuxia found herself in a different world, inhabiting the body of a destitute farm girl who had been killed by her step-grandmother. To make matters worse, her step-grandmother even intended to sell her lifeless body. How could she endure such a fate?Hmph, whether you're a step-grandmother or an uncle, if you're a villain, I'll confront you just the same. Send one, I'll defeat one; send two, I'll conquer both.Yet, after vanquishing the wrongdoers, she gazed upon her emaciated, poorly dressed parents, siblings, and the struggling, underdeveloped village.Yang Chuxia seethed with determination, pointing to the sky and declaring, “I shall surely bring prosperity to this place, to the point where you'll fear having flowers bloom in summer when I tell you to have flowers blooming in summer, and where you are too afraid to seek women for me as suitors, when I tell you to find me men!”A certain man whispered, “Wifey, I'm already a man...”

The legend of the continent, the battle that brought fame; the Sacred Phoenix Lady, the Windfire Meteor Godrealm saber-art; the pair that ascend and fuse, the golden sun and the blue moon, the fury of the crashing thunder. There is no magic, no battle qi, nor any martial arts in this land. However, there are martial spirits. Ten thousand years have passed since the founding of the Tang Sect on the Douluo continent, and it has declined. A new, proud generation of heaven’s chosen has been born. Can the new generation of Shrek’s Seven Devils rally the Tang Sect and once more compose the song of the Unrivaled Tang Sect?

I died in my world… and woke up in someone else’s story.But not as the hero. Not as the villain. Not even as a side character who mattered. I’m… an NPC—a nobody, a background observer, invisible to everyone.At first, I thought I was powerless. But then I discovered something strange: I could leave notes, whisper hints, move objects… small nudges that subtly changed the story. Every tiny action rippled through the plot, shaping outcomes, saving lives, and altering the fate of heroines, heroes, and even villains.The catch? The story is alive. It resists interference. Push too hard, and accidents happen. Plot twists turn against me. Minor disasters loom. The more I try to influence, the more the story fights back.So I play carefully. I study. I manipulate quietly. I watch the heroines, heroes, and overlooked side characters, weaving invisible threads that guide them. I don’t fight. I don’t cheat. I survive—and maybe, just maybe, I can change the story from the shadows.From an unnoticed NPC to the hidden hand behind the world, I’ll prove that even a nobody can rewrite the story.

Have you ever read a story? So stupid and senseless that it makes your blood boil and makes you pity even the villain of the novel. if you haven't that's fine because our protagonist did.“FROM WHERE THE FUCK DID NTR COME FROM?”He threw his console controller on the which did a cartoonish bounce and formed a bump on his forehead.------“Wait! What's this place!?”The moment he woke he found himself in a strange location never been visited by him ever before.------“No!! No!! No!! How the hell did I end in the body of this cucked villain! Why did I end up in this body!!”He lamented when looked at his face in the mirror that got beaten blue by the protagonist of the game.------“Don't worry, Riech. I will fulfill your and fucking kill the bastard and fuck his mother and avenge you!”He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth in anger vowing to take revenge.