The moment the wet wipe covered in glue touched the toad's eye, it began to groan and squeal.
"My eyes! What is this?"
"A wet wipe," Zhu Yan said.
He had poured out a whole bottle of glue. Now, half of the liquid glue was smeared over the toad's left eye, while the other half, crystal clear, wrapped around the wet wipe and was slowly dripping down.
Zhu Yan quickly slapped this wet wipe over the toad's right eye, pulled out another fresh wet wipe, and used it to cover the toad's left eye.
With this, the toad's field of vision turned completely white.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Frog."
Zhu Yan stood up from the ground and roughly wiped the outside of the toad's nostrils, scraping off the chili seeds along with the mucus.
"I remember buying something like eyewash at the [Demon Department Store]. Let me go get it."
He took a large step to the door and silently pushed it open. "Wait for me a moment, Mr. Frog."
The toad felt its eyes turn icy cold; the texture was very strange.
This stuff didn't have the slight stinging sensation of capsaicin; poured over its eyes, it actually felt like nothing at all.
It was just that its vision had turned pure white again.
Zhu Yan had already retreated to the corridor outside the glass door.
With a thought, he activated [Roleplay] and dashed wildly down the hallway!
The toad raised its claws and snatched the wet wipes covering its eyes.
"Who gave you permission to cover my eyes?! You ungrateful, lowly thing—damn it! What is this?!"
One end of the glue stuck to the wet wipes, and the other end stuck to the toad's eyes, stretching out into a long string.
The toad tried to rub its eyes with its claws, but the more it rubbed, the worse it got.
The glue completely blurred the toad's vision; it could only see a scattered blur of colored lights.
No.
This isn't right!
The toad sniffed its claws.
The smell of glue and alcohol, mixed with the lingering spicy scent, drilled into its nasal cavity, startling it into jumping up from the ground.
"Glue?! You dare smear glue into my eyes!"
The toad lifted its heavy head and sniffed the air desperately.
The air was filled with the stench of a low-level demon.
Besides that, there was also... there was also...
The toad twitched its nose, and its entire body froze.
It was certain it wasn't mistaken.
In the air, there was the fresh scent of a human player!
Furthermore, this scent was very familiar to it.
It was the level-seven player it had been yearning to eat!
That [Hunter]!
"A player?!" it yelled hoarsely. "How could there be a player?!"
The toad's expression changed. Its huge mouth immediately fell, and its scarlet tongue curled outward maliciously.
It continuously sniffed the surrounding air, and after a dozen seconds, it finally confirmed a fact.
The smell of the glue highly overlapped with the stench of the demon cloak, accompanied by a fragrant meaty scent.
The three scents intertwined, but they were all fresh, as if they had abruptly appeared in the middle of its shop just a few minutes ago.
It matched.
This was that player!
The player who bought the spray from it to cover his own scent!
But how could he turn into a [Demon]?
No.
Rather, how dared he turn into a [Demon] to trick it?!
"Despicable!!" The toad's furious voice tore through the silent air of the corridor. "Despicable! I will kill you!"
The toad violently twisted its body toward the glass door.
It yanked the door open, crouched on the ground, and leaped out!
Meanwhile.
Zhu Yan had already found room 30188.
The corridor had four corners, and it was located at one of the turns, sandwiched between two fragile dormitory doors.
The room's door was a heavy brass door, with the numbers 30188 clearly engraved in the middle.
"Kill you! I'll kill you!"
The toad's roaring echoed from far to near, accompanied by the faint tremors of a heavy object landing and the squelching sound of mucus hitting the obsidian tiles.
Zhu Yan quickly checked his [Roleplay] and, facing the brass door, shouted the door-opening command with perfect pronunciation.
"Croak, croak."
He stared intently at the brass door while taking another step forward, quickly spraying the last bit of the spray onto his body.
Click.
The brass door abruptly caved inward.
Accompanied by an even more piercing cracking sound, the door split into two from the middle.
Not far away, the toad's hopping stopped, accompanied by rough, phlegmy panting.
"What was that sound?"
It asked alertly, its voice traveling from afar, carrying a trace of trembling.
"Why did the door open?!"
The next second, the toad's hopping sound resumed, much faster this time.
"My door!"
Zhu Yan peeked out and deliberately shouted at a volume the toad could hear: "I want to go back to my dorm!"
This was a fake dorm-return command; the real command they had set was "Keep Safe."
However, this command was like shouting "Sword, come!" in a cultivation novel—it could create a false impression for the enemy.
"No—!"
The toad realized something.
It had installed a dorm door for this level-7 player, who had spent 200 bone coins to buy an item from it.
It remembered that as long as the command was shouted, the player could be teleported back to the dorm anytime, anywhere.
This "I want to go back to my dorm" was obviously the command set by that player!
He had clearly succeeded and run off with the key!
The toad let out a shrill scream.
"My key!! Thief, stop right there!"
Zhu Yan took a step and hid in a concealed spot.
The next second, a scarlet tongue struck the spot where he had just been at lightning speed, disappointingly curling up nothing but air.
"My key!"
The toad bounded past him, and Zhu Yan's ears ached from the deafening shout.
The toad slapped the brass door that had been cracked open, letting out a hiss that was half-crying and half-angry.
"How could he open the door?! How could he open the door!"
If that player had a way to open the first door, he would have a way to open the second.
Or, just like he had said when he was hypocritically wiping its eyes—
His ability allowed him to snatch the key from a distance!
The toad panicked.
It immediately opened its mouth wide, dug out a giant golden key from under its tongue, and fumbled around looking for the keyhole.
Zhu Yan, three meters away, immediately and silently shifted his position, standing diagonally behind the toad.
The toad's eyes were plastered with glue. The glue was half-dry and slightly stringy.
Good, it couldn't see anything in this state.
Zhu Yan activated his ability [Telekinesis].
The moment the door opened, he would instantly snatch the key fragment inside!
It finally jammed the key into the lock, and that teeth-grinding clicking sound rang out again.
Zhu Yan held his breath, his hands trembling slightly, his heart in his throat.
He stared intently at the widening gap of the door, but the toad was even more anxious than he was.
When the door was only half open, it couldn't wait to pounce inside, looking up at the chip floating in the center of the room.
The chip was spinning continuously within a halo of light. The toad raised a claw, pulled off some dried glue strings, and barely managed to make out its shadow.
It breathed a sigh of relief, then raised its snout and sniffed the air.
Still there.
It was really still there!
Its treasure was not lost!
"The key fragment! My fragment!"
The toad cried out in wild ecstasy, bursting into loud laughter.
"I knew it—hahahaha! That coward ran away! Ran away!"
Zhu Yan locked onto the direction and reached out to grab it.
He felt an icy fragment fall precisely into his palm. Immediately after, a female voice prompt, sounding like a heavenly melody, chimed in his ears.
"Congratulations, you have obtained Key Fragment No. 1. Please..."
Zhu Yan's heart pounded fiercely. He barely heard the rest of what the female voice had to say.
But now was not the time to get excited.
He had to escape this dangerous place as quickly as possible!
"Keep me safe!" Zhu Yan hurriedly whispered.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
