A hint of a smile crept into the female voice.
"The reward for completing your [Hunter] mission this time has been issued in advance."
Wait.
What did she mean by "issued in advance"?
Zhu Yan hadn't received anything!
Was this [Carnival Paradise] trying to cheat him out of his reward?
"Player, you are in danger," the female voice suddenly warned sternly.
Zhu Yan hurriedly looked back and side to side, but there was nothing there.
"The police department used special methods to discover your traces in the supermarket," the female voice explained cheerfully, causing Zhu Yan's just-relaxed heart to leap into his throat again.
He had deleted the supermarket's surveillance footage.
So was this method of discovering his traces an item, or a player's ability?
"Because you are a [Hunter], we have temporarily decided to grant you a special privilege."
"The reward [Mosaic] has been issued. Its function is to obscure your face in special recordings."
"The number of [Hunters] is currently limited, so [Carnival Paradise] has chosen to provide maximum protection."
"Just this once, it won't happen again!"
Zhu Yan remembered.
Right, that was true.
He had been using Zhu Zeyu's face in the supermarket.
He had thought deleting the footage would make everything fine...
Zhu Yan's face darkened.
A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.
Next time he did something bad, he would just use his original appearance.
Meanwhile, in Anwu City.
Inside the police station.
The spacious video room was laid with a soft black carpet, and at the very front of the room was a large display screen.
On the screen, a video of an interrogation room transmitted from Bailu City was playing.
Inside the interrogation room sat two strangely designed restraint chairs.
The chairs had clearly been modified by a player using an ability; they were carved with winding patterns, with faint blue light flowing through the lines.
Chen Zhaoxing and Xu Tongguang were sitting quite obediently in the chairs.
A player in a black uniform was resting his right index finger on Chen Zhaoxing's wrist, his other hand raised high with the palm facing outward.
A clear three-dimensional holographic image was projected into the center of the room. It showed the scene of "Feng Yaozu" smiling faintly at the mentally broken Wang Lanhua and Li Mei!
"The ability [Source Tracing] allows one to look back at the environment and surrounding events of any person or object. The current time limit is 24 hours."
A middle-aged man in his early thirties stood in the darkness, looking solemnly at the footage on the screen.
"Xiao Guan, what do you think?"
Guan En glanced at the man's expression and answered incredibly naturally.
"Director Jin, I think it's a mixed bag."
"The good news is that we can confirm the identity of the serial killer who caused the previous unrest."
Guan En frowned slightly, recalling the two names from the files.
"—Feng Qiang and his son Feng Yaozu are already dead."
"The supermarket surveillance was deleted, but based on the traced memories of other witnesses, we can conclude that the two died right there in the supermarket."
"Feng Yaozu's time of death was even before he entered the supermarket."
The traced scene was silent.
But Guan En still remembered the shock that those silent processes had brought him.
Terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
After just a few days of not seeing him, that person had become much more ruthless than before, and only his penchant for playing tricks on people hadn't changed at all.
It was just unknown why that person's face was covered by a thick mosaic.
Even his hairstyle couldn't be seen clearly!
Director Jin snorted through his nose, though not directed at Guan En.
He followed up on Guan En's words, "The bad news is that the abilities have been transferred. He used some unknown method to take those two people's abilities!"
Guan En turned his head to glance at him.
Even in the dim lighting, he could tell that Director Jin's expression was very ugly; the man's eyelids drooped slightly, and the muscles around his lips were taut.
Guan En naturally knew the crux of the matter.
He discreetly glanced at the three-star epaulets on Director Jin's uniform, mentally comparing them to the pitiful single star on his own shoulder.
Ultimately, he still put on a fair and objective expression, lowering his voice to reply.
"Director Jin, I know there is an instance dungeon next month where it's said you can plunder other people's abilities."
Director Jin tilted his head slightly. "Oh?"
Guan En said, "Director, how about letting Jin Rongxu go with me? I'll help him get MVP."
He looked at the projection in the center of the room, his eyes dark and unreadable.
Director Jin didn't notice and nodded.
"Three abilities are indeed not many. Xiao Guan, help him clear next month's instance first."
"After the instance is cleared, we still need to find a way to track down that person."
Director Jin scrutinized the face covered by the thick mosaic in the projection, showing no expression.
But Guan En knew that a flash of greed must have crossed his eyes.
"Leaving this person out there is too dangerous. Especially since it's highly likely he participated in the instance and entered [Xishan University]."
"Right, [Xishan University] opens tomorrow. Make a trip there and directly take the freshmen who cleared the instance this time to open an account."
Director Jin frowned slightly, specifically instructing, "If anyone is unwilling to go, don't show any abnormal reaction. Just jot down their name."
Past records indicated that this person had most likely already opened an account—
No, he definitely had already opened an account.
Instances had already descended on a massive scale in Bailu City and Anwu City, and order was in chaos.
Originally, Zhu Yan's case could have been set aside for a while, because everyone now had more pressing matters to attend to.
But, as luck would have it, he took those two abilities.
The two abilities that Director Jin had his eyes on!
Director Jin turned around and patted Guan En's shoulder, his hand landing squarely over that four-pointed star.
"You are young, your future can be limitless."
...
Zhu Yan had already happily boarded the [Monster Tram].
He finally received the message Yang Zhanbai had sent early in the morning, saying the next instance would open in seven days.
They would have a few days to rest and prepare, and [Xishan University] had even prepared some kind of "orientation program" for them.
An orientation program at this kind of school was definitely nothing good, but the rest days were absolutely necessary.
Zhu Yan was going to the [Hall of Mourning] to sell his skin.
Then, he would head back to the school to check out the cafeteria, fill his stomach that had been starving all day, and get a few good days of rest.
"Sir, would you like something to drink?"
The gentle voice of a voodoo doll suddenly rang out.
Zhu Yan pulled up his hood, hiding his hands under the table. "No need."
Feng Qiang's ring contained many things, among them a few [Hall of Mourning] cards from who knows where.
The assets in two of the cards hadn't been transferred yet, and Zhu Yan was using his ability [I Must Take This Advantage] to continuously rub the two cards.
He had to admit, this ability was frankly a bit overpowered.
The notification chimes of arriving funds kept ringing in his head, making Zhu Yan burst with joy.
"50 Bone Gold Coins received."
"70 Bone Gold Coins received."
"20 Bone Gold Coins received..."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
【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.”
