Fuck.
Zhu Yan let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, giving Carnival Paradise a thumbs-up for the first time.
Damn it, if he had reported his main account ID, HatersAreGay, wouldn't he be dead right now?
His wounds no longer itched or hurt. Zhu Yan looked down and saw that no scars were left behind either.
He propped himself up to sit, only to see Yang Zhanbai staring at him in shock, his facial expression frozen in disbelief.
"Dead, it's dead?" he asked foolishly. "The Alpha Wolf is dead?"
It felt exactly like a dream.
If it weren't for the incredibly realistic cold touch of the potion bottle in his hand, Yang Zhanbai would have genuinely thought he had gone mad.
How long had it been?
A few minutes?
A dozen minutes?
He had just stood in a daze by the acid pool, not even hearing a single sound.
And then, the broadcast announced that Zhu Zeyu had secured those 48 hours for all players!
"Yes." Zhu Yan was already standing up, casually pulling Yang Zhanbai to his feet.
"Keep this item a secret for me, thanks. I want to keep it to myself, but I can spare you a bottle."
In truth, parting with even one bottle for Yang Zhanbai made his heart ache.
Level ten, it was level ten!
How many more instances would he have to complete before he could reach level ten?
The difficulty of these instances would never be low; this item was practically his lifesaver!
Looking at the very much alive Zhu Yan, Yang Zhanbai snapped back to reality, a much greater wave of joy surging in his heart.
"We won!" Yang Zhanbai punched the air fiercely and burst into hearty laughter.
"Why would I take a share of the item you risked your life for?" He patted Zhu Yan heavily on the shoulder, wiping away the tears that brimmed in his eyes.
"Damn it, are you kidding me? I can pay you for it. If anyone dares to touch your items, I'll beat them to death!"
Holy shit.
Zhu Yan looked at Yang Zhanbai with newfound respect.
So straightforward and tactful!
He quickly squatted in front of the cardboard box and stuffed the small bottles into his pockets.
For every one bottle he pocketed, he reached deep into the box and stealthily slipped five into his storage ring.
By the time both his pockets were stuffed full, the box was completely empty.
The float parked itself once again at the edge of the corridor. The two of them made their way up past the bar and returned to David's Kitchen.
Outside, the sky had already brightened.
It was no longer the deep blue dusk from before, but a glaringly bright daytime, similar to a cloudy day!
The Hovering Clock was still flickering on the horizon, maintaining its eerie smiling face. The difference was that its once rolling eyes remained firmly shut, no longer watching the players below.
The moment he pushed open the restaurant doors, a wave of sound immediately drowned Zhu Yan.
The cheers of the players who had just survived a disaster nearly lifted the roof off, mixed with sobs of tears of joy and off-key shouts.
"Ahhh! Zhu Zeyu!"
"The master is back! We survived!"
A crowd of people swarmed up to him all at once. Someone gave him a tight hug; others, showing no disgust at the bloodstains on his hands, gripped his hands tightly and shook them up and down.
"Master, my name is... please carry me!"
Qi Yinming squeezed through and gave Zhu Yan a huge hug as well.
"That's wonderful, congratulations." He smiled with restraint, though his eyes were full of joy.
"Let me treat everyone. The sky outside is already bright; let's have a meal before we go!"
More accurately, Zhu Yan was almost numb from being hugged by the crowd.
Worried that the items in his pockets were unsafe, he simply took advantage of the chaos to store them all into his ring.
Suddenly becoming an outstanding player sought after by everyone, Zhu Yan was genuinely a bit unaccustomed to it.
Waiting with difficulty for this wave of enthusiasm to cool down slightly, he finally curled the corners of his mouth and forced out a smile.
"Um, the instance isn't over yet," Zhu Yan said. "Everyone should leave after eating, or just pack the food and take it with you. Let's not dilly-dally."
There was a reason he said this.
Firstly, it was based on his experience in the Cat and Mouse Game instance.
Right now, it was certain that they couldn't go to the Alpha Wolf's residence, because the track leading there had to pass through the acid pool, and no one could survive in there.
Therefore, they could only walk slowly from the outside.
In the Cat and Mouse Game, the path that Guan En took five minutes to run, Zhu Yan had spent probably forty minutes running.
What if this instance was the same?
Secondly, he hadn't forgotten the Hunter mission.
The instance still had 48 hours before it ended, and every 24 hours, he had to figure out a way to harvest the lives of five people!
This being the case, he definitely couldn't afford to delay in David's Kitchen for too long.
"Hahaha, as expected of a master." In the crowd, someone joked with a laugh. "This kind of mindset is enough for me to learn from for a lifetime."
Qi Yinming smiled. "That works too. I'll go let Officer Guan know. We might as well take the food with us, pack it up, and hit the road."
...
Inside the police station.
Looking at the message sent by Qi Yinming on the Player Forum, the taut string in Guan En's mind gently relaxed.
He fell back into the soft backrest of his leather chair, only then realizing with a start that his back was completely cold with sweat.
Damn it, it's good that there are still people alive.
It's good that the Alpha Wolf was killed!
Guan En looked at the ceiling and let out a long sigh of relief, drawing his colleague beside him to turn around.
"Little Guan, what's wrong?"
He sighed, his facial expression very solemn.
"Don't be anxious. Sigh, this is how the world will be from now on. Keep working on it. You haven't seen those people in the logistics department responsible for comforting the parents; every single one of them is already overwhelmed."
Guan En wasn't anxious; instead, he felt a long-lost sense of relief.
He had originally worried that the trap set by the real Hunter would end up unmanageable.
Now it was fine. The moment Zhu Zeyu killed the Alpha Wolf, everything was easily resolved.
What was even better was that whether that "real, fixed Hunter" existed or not had become complicated and confusing because of the Alpha Wolf's death.
Even if they did exist, compared to the achievement of "players clearing the instance rapidly within a day and obtaining 48 hours of daylight," it seemed inconsequential.
Based on Guan En's understanding of the police station, it was hard to say whether the station would continue to investigate this matter.
If they didn't investigate, his guilt and psychological burden towards "that person" would instantly decrease by a lot.
Good job, Zhu Zeyu.
Guan En memorized this name, a bit of gratitude sprouting in his heart.
A pretty good new player, who had indirectly done him a huge favor.
He would do his best to recommend this person to join Human Alliance Department Nine!
Compared to the outside world, the information and resources of Human Alliance Department Nine were much more abundant.
There was absolutely no reason for Zhu Zeyu to be unwilling!
"They are already about to clear the instance," Guan En said to his colleague, beginning to type away on his computer.
"A new player killed the Alpha Wolf. Notify the leadership and arrange for backup as soon as possible."
His colleague froze.
"Holy shit?!"
He hadn't misheard, had he?
"Y-y-you... what did you say?!"
His colleague abruptly stood up and quickly walked over to Guan En's side.
"Fuck, what new player is this badass?!"
"Quick, quick, quick, report the name! Report the profile!"
"The organization needs to cultivate talents like this!"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

【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.)

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.”

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.