I Survive in a Chaotic World with Chemistry (Transmigrated Book)

One day, a car accident caused college student Rong Yu Nie to transmigrate into the historical record "The Fall of Bei Ye." After transmigrating, she wasn't a noble lady or a princess but an abandoned infant left at a Taoist temple. On the eve of chaos, survival was paramount. Fortunately, with chemistry in hand, her life was safe. Sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal – as long as these three were gathered to make gunpowder, she could preserve her life in the chaotic times. Unfortunately, before she could save enough silver to buy saltpeter, the wooden door of the Taoist temple was kicked open by enemy hooves. Just as her life was about to be extinguished, a young man with red lips, white teeth, and a sculpted appearance emerged amidst the war. This person was accomplished in both literature and martial arts, capable of carrying water and chopping wood, and even roasting chickens over a fire. He treated everyone with the warmth of a spring breeze. Yu Nie praised him repeatedly, thinking him so virtuous that if she were to choose a Dao companion after making gunpowder, she would definitely choose him as her husband. She happily planned, but her "virtuous husband" was summoned back to the capital by an imperial edict. Before leaving, he called her by her nickname and told her to take care. Hearing about the court's internal strife, she worried about his safety. After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but repeatedly advise him to be extremely careful of the great villain, Huan Xun. She emphasized again that he killed like chopping vegetables, had a heart like a viper, and was lawless; one must not offend him. She worriedly said, “My young lord, you are pure of heart. You must stay far away from dangerous people like Huan Xun.” The “virtuous husband” smiled like a clear breeze and bright moon, and gently replied, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.” After a temporary parting of half a month, Rong Yu Nie had to travel far away to purchase saltpeter. Unexpectedly, along the way, she was coerced into becoming a princess's substitute and escorted to the capital. In the capital, she encountered an assassination and, in a panic, ran into an abandoned old house. Rong Yu Nie pushed the door open and saw her praised "virtuous husband" holding a knife, stabbing the masked assassin who had attacked him through the heart and lungs. Those who followed him in, found him, were trembling and kneeling all over the ground. They called him nervously, “Lord Huan… Huan Xun.” Under the pale moonlight, blood on Huan Xun's knife was as red and beautiful as a brocade. He turned and grinned at her, like a Yaksha devouring ghosts in hell. Rong Yu Nie's heart was instantly doused with cold water, and she gasped: The great villain is by my side. What should I do after saying so many bad things about him to his face? Running is not an option; if she wants to survive, she can only cling to a powerful figure. But how can she cling to this "powerful figure" whom she has offended? Protagonist Archetypes: Sweet-mouthed little Taoist nun (Rong Yu Nie) who is ruthless when she needs to be X Black-hearted, outwardly warm, inwardly cold, frenzied villain (Huan Xun). Reading Guide: Plot-driven + Romance-driven, dual C, 1v1, not a power fantasy. [Next book opening] "Why Should I Like You" [Broken Mirror Reunion] Long absence reunion | Hate literature type | Imperfect character settings Pseudo-cold and twisted resilient beauty X Arrogant and stubborn young master who loves to death. Returning to her hometown city of Binhai after a five-year absence due to a job change, Liang Wei Xing, on her first day back, while going to her landlord's place to get her keys in the rain, had the taxi she was in get into an accident with a Rolls-Royce. As a witness, she was called to the police station to give a statement. At the police station, after giving her statement, Liang Wei Xing saw the owner of the Rolls-Royce making a phone call. The girl holding the phone was crying profusely and telling the person on the other end her location. Not long after, she saw a tall figure hurrying in. Liang Wei Xing had imagined scenarios of reuniting with Ling Zhun, but she never expected to meet him at the police station. Ling Zhun, having shed his youthful demeanor, exuded a more mature and rugged aura. His bangs were gone, revealing sharp brow bones. The way he looked at her was no longer gentle or soft, but extremely cold and hard. Soaked by the rain, she was disheveled and awkwardly adjusted her clothes. Just as she hesitated whether to say hello, the person opposite her walked past her without a glance, as if she were a stranger. Liang Wei Xing thought, between them now, they were indeed strangers. Even though they had been intimate, had physical contact, and she had been proposed to by him. But… even the most passionate love can be abandoned and cooled. Moreover, he was such a proud person. Liang Wei Xing thought this accidental encounter was the end for both of them. One day, as she bid farewell to her family at the entrance of a restaurant, arm-in-arm with her hired contract boyfriend, she turned to see familiar eyes. Ling Zhun, who had just gotten out of the car, was looking in her direction. She heard his friend ask who she was. He impatiently and indifferently replied, “Don’t know.” Yet, this single phrase “Don’t know” was shattered when he followed her into her home. He backed her into a corner, his arm tightly encircling her waist, and gritted his teeth, asking, “You dare to show yourself to me again, Liang Wei Xing, do you want to die?” His voice sounded as if he truly wanted to kill her. As expected, he hates her. In the darkness, she didn’t notice his reddened eyes. — Some people are born with everything; Ling Zhun was one of them. He was arrogant and proud but incredibly popular and loved extreme sports, especially skiing. Such a person who lacked nothing, who had been proud and arrogant since birth, took a great fall in love, something he disdained the most. Regarding love, Ling Zhun's attitude had always been, he believed in it but didn't need it, understood it but didn't need it. He only wanted freedom; a lover was a binding and troublesome matter for him. Until he met Liang Wei Xing, Ling Zhun desperately wanted to spend a lifetime with one person for the first time, desperately wanted to put his name and hers on the same household registration, desperately wanted to give her everything he had. At nineteen, he wanted to marry her; at twenty-one, he directly proposed to her. But she dismissed him with a breakup text and disappeared from his world. He searched for her frantically, and when he finally found her, he was met with the news that she was with someone else. His lover had abandoned him like a stray dog. It seemed so insignificant, so natural. While drinking, when Ling Zhun was asked again why he hadn't dated in the past few years, was he too hurt, or could he not forget Liang Wei Xing? Leaning on a black leather sofa, Ling Zhun exhaled smoke and calmly replied, “Liang Wei Xing? Who is that?” — In his youth, Liang Wei Xing first became famous at Binhai No. 1 High School with a cold and beautiful face. Her second claim to fame was before the college entrance examination when someone personally sang a song for her, which was akin to a confession. The one who specifically sang for her was none other than the famous, wealthy, and handsome young master of the school, Ling Zhun. These two people were miles apart at school. Besides their appearance, the only thing they had in common was their academic performance. Everything else was like one in the clouds and the other in the mud. Everyone was confused as to how their relationship had suddenly progressed to this point. In fact, in places unseen by others, with each accidental encounter and repeated contact, the relationship between them began to move uncontrollably in another direction. She remembered the warmth of his palm, scorching and burning. He remembered the scent of her body, sweet and stirring. During the summer after graduating from high school, he accompanied her late at night to watch a meteor shower. After a meteor streaked across the sky, she asked him what he wished for. Under the vast starry sky, he said, “I asked it to help me deliver a message, to ask Liang Wei Xing if she wants to be Ling Zhun’s girlfriend.” “So Liang Wei Xing, do you?” As she nodded, a scorching kiss fell upon her. She heard him whisper in her ear, “Don’t go back on your word, Liang Wei Xing. If you dare betray me, you’re dead.” — [Small Theater] In early winter, it snowed in Binhai. Liang Wei Xing, wearing a silk pajamas, leaned against the windowsill watching the snow. A semi-naked body pressed against her from behind, handing her a glass of water while kissing her delicate shoulder. The heat from her body had not yet dissipated, and she dodged his kiss, telling him to let her rest, she was exhausted. Someone leaned down and bit her ear, saying, “You promised to reward me; not a second less is allowed.” Love, Historical, Transmigration, Revenge, Drama, HE.

Rong Yu Nie, Huan Xun

Others: Otherworld transmigration, body double, golden finger, multiple identities.

One-sentence summary: Graduated from a 'heavenly pit' major, but I'm in ancient times.

Concept: Fate is truly wonderful.