(March 12th, feeling a bit frustrated. Just when this book was about to take off with over 10,000 readers before its debut, it got reported again and thrown into the "penalty box." If you click on the author’s profile, you’ll see there are no works listed anymore.)
(Good news: it can still come back, but the timing is uncertain.)
(Bad news: since hitting 100,000 words triggers the debut, I can only update 1,000 words a day to stall until it’s out of the penalty box. I need to make sure the debut doesn’t happen while it’s still locked up. You can hold off for a couple of days—it should be out by Friday.)
(Good news: apart from today, which requires heavy editing, any missing words from tomorrow onward will be made up later. The author isn’t slacking.)
Generally speaking, nights in the Origin Realm aren’t safe either. The creatures there don’t observe any "ceasefire."
If anything, the cover of darkness makes ambushes even easier.
That’s why someone always needs to keep watch.
Don’t be fooled by those movie scenes where a master wakes up mid-attack, dodges effortlessly, and looks cool doing it.
In reality, no one actually believes that. Your alertness while asleep is nowhere near your waking state—your brain is resting, after all.
Or, to put it bluntly, those who did believe it are now six feet under.
So around 9 p.m., Su Qi glanced at Liu Yuan, who was lounging on a hammock playing with her phone.
Without a word, he did a quick flip off the hammock and stepped out of the tent.
The veteran actor—let’s call him "Old Li"—was smoking a cigarette, keeping his distance from the students.
Su Qi walked up behind him and gave a light cough as a greeting.
Hearing the sound, Old Li turned around. Recognizing Su Qi, he smirked, took a drag, and nodded in acknowledgment.
"What should I call you?" Su Qi asked.
Old Li waved a hand. "Kid, you’ve already graduated. No need for ‘teacher.’ Name’s Li Hu. Call me ‘Tiger’ if you want." His voice was rough but carried a hearty tone.
"Got it, Old Li."
Li Hu: ???
Whatever. "Old Li" it is. It’s not like he hasn’t been called that before.
Exhaling smoke, Old Li teased, "Su Qi, still got energy to wander around at this hour? Youth really is something."
Su Qi: ???
What do you mean, "this hour"?
It’s only 9 p.m.
Not sleeping counts as "energetic" now?
"Isn’t this normal?"
"That’s why being young is great. Wait till you’re my age and have to recalibrate your sensitivity—then you’ll know the headache."
What kind of nonsense is that?
Su Qi was momentarily lost. Their conversation wasn’t even on the same wavelength.
He found a rock to sit on and cut straight to the point: "How’s the night watch arranged?"
Old Li paused. Right, Su Qi had way more experience in the Origin Realm than these rookies.
"You’re sharp. But don’t worry, I can handle the night watch."
"No training for the students?"
Old Li didn’t answer immediately, just kept smoking, the ember flickering.
Finally, he blew a smoke ring. "Training, sure. But these kids are too pampered."
"I’m afraid they’ll doze off on watch and never wake up. Better if I stay hidden and keep an eye on them instead."
Su Qi smirked. Just as he thought—this teacher had been lurking in the shadows all along. A real old fox.
Su Qi gave Old Li a pat on the shoulder and said, "Keep up the good work, Old Li. If you deliver results, I’ll make sure the higher-ups give you a raise."
Old Li: ???
Wait, since when did Su Qi talk like some kind of boss?
Anyone overhearing this would think a supervisor had come to inspect the work.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
