At the same time, in a little-known abandoned factory in Jiangxia City.
A long-deserted building, its outer walls covered in ivy.
The interior was dimly lit, with only sparse sunlight filtering through the gaps in the ivy and streaming through the windows.
Tiny dust particles floated visibly in the air.
In the center of the empty space stood a chessboard.
A man wearing a grotesque demon mask sat before it.
His slender fingers picked up a black piece and placed it slowly on the board.
"Tap."
The piece landed with a soft yet crisp sound.
He then reached for a white piece, pondered for a moment, and placed it in a seemingly inconspicuous yet strategically pivotal position.
A figure emerged silently from the shadows and knelt on one knee several meters behind the masked man.
The newcomer spoke respectfully, "Leader, everything is ready."
"The 'bait' has been released."
"Jiangxia's guardian has taken an interest and has already begun investigating the 'clues' you 'carelessly' left behind."
The subordinate also wore a mask, though a simpler one, covering only the upper half of his face. His exposed jawline was tense.
"Should we begin our 'ritual' now...?"
The masked man didn’t turn his head, his gaze still fixed on the chessboard.
"What’s the rush?"
His fingertips lightly tapped the patterned edge of the board.
"A good show requires careful setup."
"Every step, every piece, must fall precisely under my control—down to the last detail."
He picked up another black piece, paused briefly, then decisively intercepted the white pieces' momentum.
"The martial exam... Heh, what a perfect stage."
"A gathering of all of Jiangxia City’s future hopes, all its so-called 'geniuses.'"
"If those hopes were to wither at their brightest, most celebrated moment... what a beautiful sight that would be."
A trace of barely concealed excitement laced his voice.
"Are the examinees also our targets?" the subordinate ventured hesitantly.
"Examinees?"
The masked man scoffed, as if the question were absurd.
"They’re merely decorations on the board."
His fingers glided over the chessboard.
"I enjoy playing against myself."
He mused leisurely.
"Because only I truly know what I want. Whether I hold the white or black pieces, I know exactly how my opponent—myself—will move next."
"Every variable, every possibility, is within my expectations."
"For example... this sacrificial piece."
The subordinate lowered his head. "Forgive my ignorance, Leader. I don’t understand."
The masked man picked up a white piece and blocked the black's advance.
"You see, even against myself, I create obstacles—just to make it more interesting."
"This world... it’s too dull. Too many mediocrities, too many fools."
"So, we must create some 'surprises,' spice up their mundane lives."
He paused, his tone turning icy.
"Those self-important people up high—they think they control everything, setting rules, nurturing 'future pillars.'"
"They believe they’re the players, unaware that they, too, are merely pieces on my board—ones who can only react step by step."
"This martial exam isn’t just an attack."
"It’s a declaration. A... purification."
His fingers brushed lightly over the cold surface of his demon mask, the glint in his eyes sharp.
"Those blinded by false peace and order—it’s time they see the world for what it truly is."
"Humanity... never stood a chance from the beginning."
"Why struggle pointlessly?"
With that, he picked up a black piece and drove it forward recklessly, tearing a massive breach in the white side’s defenses.
"I need chaos. The bigger, the better."
"When order collapses, when panic spreads, people will shed their laughable morals and pretenses, revealing their most primal desires and fears."
"That... is the truest face of humanity, don’t you think?"
A low chuckle echoed through the empty factory.
The masked man’s voice brimmed with fervor.
"I’ll make them understand who truly rules this era."
"We will redefine the world."
He stood and walked to the window—a specially designed one-way mirror.
Beyond it lay the bustling city.
"What a beautiful city," he murmured.
"Pity it’s built on lies and delusions."
"Soon, it will either be reborn in flames... or reduced to ashes. Either outcome would be... entertaining."
"It will crumble under our Master’s might."
The subordinate remained kneeling, not daring to speak.
He could feel the Leader’s overwhelming presence—the suffocating pressure, the near-fanatic thirst for destruction.
The masked man returned to the chessboard and slammed down the final black piece.
"See? This game... I win."
The subordinate looked up.
His eyes widened at the sight of five black pieces lined up in a row.
For some reason, he felt the urge to object...
Wait, so you weren’t playing Go this whole time?
The masked man began collecting the pieces one by one, his movements graceful and unhurried.
As he tidied the board, he spoke.
"We are revolutionaries."
"What we bring isn’t destruction... but truth."
"My mask covers my face, hiding my expressions—yet it sharpens my will."
"But them, those high-and-mighty, sanctimonious hypocrites... their masks are in their hearts, veiling their conscience, warping their souls."
"They’ve even forgotten they’re wearing them. Pathetic."
"So," he placed the last piece into the box and closed the lid.
"Our task is to tear off those inner masks."
"Let them take a good, long look at what they really are."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
