Ah! I'm dead! I'm dead! Boohoo...
Amidst the chaos, a loud shouting could be heard; it was Zheng Xingyan's voice, laced with sobs.
What are you howling about? Aren't we still perfectly alive? Zhu Weicheng slapped him on the forehead.
The two of them then realized that they had not died in the car accident, but had miraculously survived.
The entire car had been crushed almost as flat as a piece of paper by the heavy cargo box, except for the exact spot where they were sitting, which remained completely unharmed.
The two sides of the cargo box had collapsed to the ground, but the middle section had not fully crushed down, as if an invisible force was holding it up.
Quick! Let's get out of here! Zheng Xingyan hurriedly shouted.
At this moment, Zhu Weicheng also snapped back to reality. The two quickly opened the cabin doors and ran out.
Crash!
Just as they got out and had not run far, that suspended middle section of the cargo box completely crashed down, instantly flattening the passenger seat area into a piece of paper as well.
Watching the scene unfold before their eyes, the two of them felt a chill run through their entire bodies.
Zheng Xingyan gulped. If we had run out even a few seconds later, wouldn't we be...
But Zhu Weicheng frowned, feeling that something was amiss. Why is it that the exact spot we were in was fine, but the moment we left, it got crushed? Is it really just explosive luck? No!
Saying this, he suddenly thought of something and quickly reached into his pocket to pull something out.
It was a jade pendant, currently glowing with a faint green light.
It's this protective amulet! Zhu Weicheng said in shock.
Are you saying that we managed to survive because of this jade pendant in your hand? Zheng Xingyan's face was also filled with disbelief.
Although he did not usually believe in such things, at this moment, the jade pendant in Zhu Weicheng's hand was actually glowing!
No matter how you looked at it, this was not normal!
He asked seriously, Young Master Zhu, where did you pray for this amulet? It actually worked! It is so miraculous...
Don't overthink it, Young Master Qin gave this to me.
Zhu Weicheng took a deep breath. When we first met today, Young Master Qin gave me this amulet. I thought he was just being polite, but looking at it now... from the moment we met, Young Master Qin had already foreseen that I would face a bloody disaster today!
You mean... Young Master Qin not only knows how to read faces, but he also gave you a genuine protective amulet?
Zheng Xingyan opened his mouth wide, feeling that everything was simply too absurd, because the education he had received since childhood told him that these things were unscientific.
But now, he had personally experienced a car accident and survived completely unscathed!
After a moment of silence, Zhu Weicheng said, I am going to make a phone call.
He then took out his phone and scrolled to a number. Hello, is this Young Master Wang...
On the other end of the line, Wang Er, who had just finished showering and was preparing for bed, asked curiously, Young Master Zhu? Why are you calling me at this hour?
Earlier during dinner, Zhu Weicheng had someone bring over some phones, taking the opportunity to exchange numbers with Wang Er and the others.
Young Master Wang, it is like this...
Subsequently, Zhu Weicheng recounted his car accident experience in great detail and asked the other party about the amulet.
Oh? A car accident?
Hearing this, Wang Er was somewhat surprised, not expecting this guy to be so unlucky. However, he also understood why Qin Ning had given Zhu Weicheng an amulet right from the start; it turned out he had long foreseen that the other party would face such a calamity today.
You should keep this amulet safely on your person from now on. This is a real protective amulet. The two of you were able to survive entirely because of it, Wang Er chuckled.
Young Master Wang, is this amulet... some kind of black technology? You know... I have never believed in this sort of thing...
What black technology? This is a magical treasure refined by Young Master Qin. Let me put it this way: let alone a minor car accident, with this amulet, not even the world's most powerful sniper rifle could harm you.
Magical treasure? Refined?
Zhu Weicheng's jaw dropped. Does it mean what I think it means? Are you saying... Young Master Qin knows magic?
Is that so strange? Wang Er asked in return.
Is that so strange?
No?
What do you mean by is that so strange?
Isn't this freaking strange?!
Zhu Weicheng said, Young Master Wang, is what you are saying true? Is Young Master Qin really an immortal?
What else could he be? During dinner, weren't you wondering why our conversation topics were so weird? I can tell you now, we are actually aliens, Wang Er chuckled softly.
Weixing people?
Not Weixing people, aliens. Have you ever watched a movie?
Zhu Weicheng was completely dumbfounded. You mean... you are not from Planet Wei? You are from some extraterrestrial civilization?
What else?
Wang Er retorted, then continued, Don't ask so many questions. I was forced to drink a few extra glasses by Young Master Xia and the others just now. The aftereffect of the alcohol on your Planet Wei is really strong. I am not talking anymore, I am going to sleep.
Beep beep beep...
Following that, the sound of the call being disconnected came from the phone.
On the street, Zhu Weicheng and Zheng Xingyan exchanged glances, both wearing utterly stunned expressions.
Because Zhu Weicheng had put the call on speaker, Zheng Xingyan had heard everything too.
After recovering from his shock, he couldn't help but speak up. So that's how it is! So that's how it is! No wonder...
No wonder what? Zhu Weicheng was puzzled.
Zheng Xingyan asked back, Weren't you curious as to why I suddenly went up to apologize earlier?
So why exactly was it? This was something Zhu Weicheng had been failing to understand all along.
Although the Lin family also held considerable influence, Zheng Xingyan's uncle was, after all, the top leader of Lingyang City. There was no way he should be afraid of the Lin family.
Do you know who called my dad right before I went up?
Who?
Zheng Xingyan took a deep breath. Elder Wu from Kyoto!
El... Elder Wu?!
Zhu Weicheng was greatly alarmed. Are you talking about the Head of State, Elder Wu?
Who else?
Zheng Xingyan nodded seriously. Looking at it now, the higher-ups must have known about the existence of Young Master Qin and his group for a long time. However... what Young Master Wang said on the phone just now... are they really from an extraterrestrial civilization?
That guy was drunk. As the saying goes, in wine there is truth, so it is highly likely that what he said is true. Zhu Weicheng took a deep breath.
The two exchanged another look. Along with the shock on their faces, there was even more of an expression of excitement.
If everything was exactly as just stated, it was not hard to imagine what a massive stroke of fortune this would be for them!
...
Early the next morning, Wang Er and Xia Fei arrived downstairs at the hotel.
They saw rows of high-end sports cars parked at the entrance of the hotel, twenty in total. They were all Huami 9527s, but in various different colors.
Not bad, you two have a lot of potential. Just follow me from now on, and I guarantee you will both be able to cling to Young Master Qin's coattails.
Wang Er patted Zhu Weicheng and Zheng Xingyan on the shoulders with great satisfaction. He then turned to Zheng Xingyan and said, "Look at you. You got a haircut and put on a suit. Doesn't this look much better? You are a perfectly fine young man, why on earth would you mess around with that crazy emo style for no reason?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
