“This god is really down-to-earth,” Su Ze remarked with a sigh.
“God? How do you know he’s a god?” Xuanyuan Jin exclaimed in surprise.
Su Ze and Mo Ziang stared at him, with Mo Ziang gritting his teeth, “Eat a strawberry butt, you!”
“May you always hit the bullseye,” Su Ze clapped his hands sarcastically.
From the moment the young man mentioned that the three of them had gathered, Su Ze and Mo Ziang had already figured it out.
Xuanyuan Jin, who had just cursed himself, was still clueless.
“You all know the rules, right?” The young man clapped his hands, shaking off the grease and crumbs from the fried dough sticks he had been eating. “No time to waste, let’s go.”
The four of them arrived at a deserted street corner.
A void rift opened before them, dark and unfathomable.
Su Ze took a deep breath to steady himself, while Xuanyuan Jin clasped his hands together, chanting a Buddhist mantra.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted among them.
Mo Ziang raised his hands above his head, clapping wildly. His laughter was manic and unsettling, his steps unsteady and bizarre, as if he were drunk.
He gradually calmed down, and for the first time since they met yesterday, a familiar, crazed, and slightly deranged smile crept onto his face.
“Gentlemen, I’ll go first,” Mo Ziang said as he danced his way into the void rift, disappearing without a trace.
“How long will the competition last?” Su Ze, preoccupied with his thoughts, had forgotten to ask earlier.
“Until half of the participants are dead,” the young man replied.
Without hesitation, Su Ze stepped into the spatial rift. From the moment he met Mo Ziang, the latter had always been this crazed, and Su Ze had grown used to it.
Xuanyuan Jin chanted his mantra and stepped into the rift as well.
The rift closed, and the young man outside vanished along with it.
Endless darkness, where time seemed to stand still.
Su Ze awoke in the darkness, lying on a cold, hard, and smooth metallic surface that felt icy to the touch.
A room constructed entirely of cold metal came into view.
He stood up and noticed Mo Ziang silently dancing in a corner of the room, not making a sound, yet his movements were still graceful.
Xuanyuan Jin, who had been lying on the ground, also got up.
Su Ze took the long case from his back and inspected its contents.
A straight sword, a Miao sword, and the “Ghost Slayer Heavenly Child” were secured on three sides of the case.
In the middle were cigarettes, smoke grenades, and single-serve combat rations… everything except the C4 plastic explosive, which had disappeared… but everything else had made it through.
Su Ze pulled out a pack of cigarettes and skillfully handed them out. Xuanyuan Jin declined, but the others accepted.
Su Ze lit one and placed it between his lips.
A sudden vibration shook the room, and a section of the metal wall slowly slid open. What they had thought was just a wall turned out to be a tightly sealed metal door!
A blinding white light, like a flash grenade, flooded the room.
“Damn it! I wasn’t ready, took a full flash!” Su Ze cursed, closing his eyes.
A gust of wind swept in from outside, strong enough to lift a small poodle into the sky, fulfilling its dream of soaring without wings!
The room, illuminated by the light, reflected it off the metal walls, ceiling, and floor, turning the space into a sea of light!
It was like being on a beach at dusk, chasing a girl who seemed to be blurred by a mosaic filter, running slowly ahead, occasionally turning back to tease, “Big brother, come catch me, if you catch me, I’ll let you… cough cough.”
Su Ze pulled up the collar of his trench coat to cover his mouth. The strong wind pressure whipped his medium-length white hair into a frenzy, like seaweed dancing wildly under a tidal wave.
And Mo Ziang was literally dancing!
He moved gracefully in the gale, his steps flawless despite the overwhelming wind pressure.
Su Ze watched Mo Ziang’s dance with a sense of admiration.
In the vast sea of light, everything was blurred, and only faint outlines of people could be seen.
Suddenly, he noticed Xuanyuan Jin moving in his peripheral vision and turned to look.
Ding—!
“Damn it!”
A blinding white light, even brighter than the one outside, flashed toward him!
“That’s too much! Who threw a flashbang in my face!” Su Ze grimaced, covering his eyes as tears streamed down his face.
For a moment, he thought he saw a shiny, reflective bald head!
Not sure, let’s check again!
He peeked through his fingers toward the source of the reflection.
Ding—!
“Damn it!”
Su Ze was now bawling.
He was sure now—it was a freaking glowing bald head.
“Crow! Check over there, something’s come in!” Su Ze pointed blindly toward the glowing spot, his eyes still shut.
He had no idea what that thing was, but he wasn’t about to open his eyes to find out!
Mo Ziang’s dance came to a halt as he finished a spinning maneuver, bowing as if concluding a performance.
Then, he turned to look in the direction Su Ze had pointed.
Ding—!
“Ahhhh!”
The scene turned cartoonish as Mo Ziang burst into tears, covering his face with one hand and pointing at the glowing bald head with the other. “A bald head! A huge glowing bald head!”
“Sir, do not panic,” Mo Ziang felt his hand being grabbed by Xuanyuan Jin, who spoke in a calm voice. “I have checked the surroundings and found no such glowing bald head.”
“Really? Did it disappear?” Mo Ziang wiped his tears, believing Xuanyuan Jin, and opened his eyes.
Weng—!
“Ahhhh!”
A dazzling white light struck his retinas!
“I’m blind! I’m blind!” Mo Ziang fell to the ground, rolling around in agony.
He hadn’t seen what it was—just a flash of light brighter than the sun!
“Sir! Sir, are you okay?” Xuanyuan Jin panicked, unsure of what to do as he watched Mo Ziang writhing on the floor.
“What’s going on?”
Hearing Mo Ziang’s screams, Su Ze also panicked and instinctively opened his eyes.
Ding—!
“Damn it!” Su Ze cursed.
“We’re surrounded!” Su Ze shouted.
He was on the verge of a breakdown. He remembered the bald head wasn’t near Mo Ziang earlier!
Mo Ziang’s screams were too pitiful, and Su Ze, despite the discomfort, tried to open his eyes to save him.
Ding—!
Ding—!
Ding—!
After being hit by multiple flashes, Su Ze’s eyes were red and swollen. Save him? How the hell was he supposed to do that?
Even with his eyes closed, he couldn’t help anyone!
Ding—!!
Tears streaming down his face, Su Ze pulled out the straight sword from his case and swung it blindly!
The last flash had helped him pinpoint the bald head’s location!
“Damn it! What are you doing?” Xuanyuan Jin’s shocked voice rang out beside him.
“Get out of the way! Don’t block me from chopping this bald head!” Su Ze thought Xuanyuan Jin was just standing too close to the bald head and didn’t think much of it.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!” Xuanyuan Jin sprinted around the room, with Su Ze chasing after him, swinging his sword wildly.
“You said you were chopping the bald head… damn it!” Xuanyuan Jin arched his back, narrowly avoiding Su Ze’s sneaky stab aimed at his rear.
“That was way too precise! Almost went in white and came out yellow!” Xuanyuan Jin roared.
“Isn’t that normal?” Su Ze sounded confused but didn’t stop swinging. Stab a bald head, and the blade comes out yellow, right?
“Are you insane?”
“I don’t mind you chopping the bald head, but you’re chopping… damn it!” Xuanyuan Jin yelped, twisting his hips to dodge a stab from Mo Ziang, who had recovered and joined the fight, aiming for his left buttock!
Ding—!
Tears streaming down his face, Su Ze once again locked onto the glowing bald head’s position!
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
