Twenty minutes later.
“Glasses Guy” stood in the center of Dorm 106, his face pale purple, satisfied with his handiwork.
The black-rimmed glasses on his nose were already shattered, covered in dust and grease; his right arm was bent backward at an impossible angle, clearly snapped clean off.
Obviously, this body had suffered violent struggle and impact before death.
On the floor lay three new bodies in various poses.
Some faced down, others had their legs twisted, as if they had collapsed mid-stride while trying to flee.
“Glasses Guy” let out a long, comfortable sigh.
White mist instantly enveloped these bodies, and they almost immediately stood up in eerie postures, as if invisible strings were jerking their limp limbs and waists.
A few seconds later.
The room full of “people” stared at each other, then all spoke in unison with a shared sigh.
“Ah, now this is right.”
“This is the real me!”
“Xing Chong” cleared his throat: “I was the first, so let me be the boss.”
He looked up at the grimy ceiling, a stiff smile cracking his lips.
“Too bad, bodies frozen to death are just terrible for making expressions.”
“Broadcast, are you there?”
The female voice sounded promptly.
“Hello, horror creature. May I ask what you need?”
“Xing Chong” twisted his neck.
“I have a special form. I want to apply for the night game on the floor where the Hunter is.”
His tone was polite: “Is that allowed?”
The female voice paused for two seconds.
Then, it replied mechanically, “Allowed, dear horror creature!”
“Tonight’s night game will begin in 4 hours and 20 minutes. There will be one game for every six floors, 18 games in total.”
“Xing Chong” laughed, his frostbitten voice a bit hoarse.
“Six floors?”
He turned to the “people” standing in the room.
“How many of us here look like living people?”
Several “players” obediently raised their hands.
“One, two, three, four... eight total!”
“Eight people, one per floor, can cover eight floors!”
The female voice chimed in appropriately, “Eight floors!”
“Xing Chong” didn’t respond.
The female voice quickly adjusted, shifting back to a cheerful, light tone.
“Okay, dear horror creature.”
“Please note that because the night game on the Hunter’s floor is special, you’ll need to cooperate with other horror creatures.”
“Xing Chong” cracked a satisfied smile.
Cooperating with other horror creatures—that was exactly what he wanted.
These bodies were all too weak; going up against that Hunter alone was completely unrealistic.
But pretending to be normal players, causing confusion, and letting stronger horror creatures take the lead? That was a whole different story.
Everything would be much easier!
“I’ll explain my intentions,” he said coldly.
The female voice paused subtly, then continued mechanically.
“The broadcast cannot directly tell you the specific floor change commands; that’s the Office’s job.”
“However, the floors you need to head to are 40 to 46.”
“This game does not provide any transportation besides floor change passwords, including elevators and lifts.”
“Please proceed promptly to the main entrance, use the horror creature safety passage, and arrive at the designated floors on time.”
“Repeat, please...”
“Got it!” “Xing Chong” cut it off irritably. “So wordy!”
The female voice corrected, “Who could be as wordy as eight mouths?”
“Xing Chong” looked at his eight puppets, wanted to curse more, but the female voice had already vanished.
He smoothed his hair, and the eight bodies swayed unsteadily, marching out in orderly fashion.
“Xing Chong” and “Glasses Guy” looked too gruesome and too obvious dead.
Better leave these two bodies behind.
...
Tap, tap.
Warm darkness enveloped Zhu Yan’s mind.
He reluctantly shifted his sleeping position, drowsily and groggily continuing to sleep.
Tap, tap.
It sounded like someone walking...
Was there a leak somewhere, water dripping down?
Zhu Yan thought hazily, unclear images flickering through his mind like a lantern show.
He still wanted to sleep.
Anyway, that sound still seemed far away; he could sleep a bit more.
Zhu Yan stubbornly kept his eyes closed, dozing for a few more minutes.
Tap, tap.
This time, the sound was quite close.
But it didn’t matter—the 14th-level door would hold.
Zhu Yan thought drowsily, pulling the blanket over his head.
Tap, tap.
The sound seemed right outside the door.
It was like the click of leather-soled shoes on cement.
It sounded as if someone had walked all the way here and stopped at their dorm door.
“Stupid horror creature,” Zhu Yan muttered blearily. “I need to sleep.”
Tap, tap.
The sound came again, but this time it faded away, obviously leaving.
Good, great, he could keep sleeping.
Zhu Yan thought hazily.
But soon—maybe a dozen seconds later—a vague, sobbing cry completely woke him up!
“Someone save me!” It was a girl’s voice.
She must have been crying loudly, because despite the door’s excellent soundproofing, Zhu Yan could still barely make out what she said.
“Someone save me, I really need help! I need it!”
Bang bang bang bang!
It was a frantic, violent pounding on the door, mixing with the girl’s cries, eerily piercing the silence of the night—the corridor in this copy.
“A horror creature keeps following me! Help! Please!”
The girl sobbed uncontrollably, the pounding moving from near to far, never-ending.
This person seemed to have no set target, just knocking on every door she could in sheer panic.
“Help! Help me!”
In the darkness, the rustle of a blanket being thrown aside sounded.
“Is that a horror creature? Hey, anyone awake?”
That was Xu Tongguang’s voice.
The light switched on, and Qin Yang’s tone was already trembling.
“I can hear it a little, the door blocks too much noise. Get up, big shots, the game seems to have started.”
“Been awake for a while,” Yang Zhanbai said calmly. “I made a group, and it’s already blowing up. Zhu Zeyu, stop sleeping.”
Damn it.
Zhu Yan wore a pained expression.
Qi Yinming said, “I’m awake too. What about Chen Zhaoxing?”
“Making a pink cockroach,” Xu Tongguang replied, sounding resigned.
Zhu Yan had no choice but to prop himself up on his bed, pull out his phone, and check the “already blowing up” group messages Yang Zhanbai mentioned.
Looking at it, he found Yang Zhanbai had added him to a group called “43rd Floor Survivors” thirty minutes ago, which already had over a hundred members.
Right now, the group was indeed buzzing.
“Sounds like a girl. Guys, can we open this door?”
“Trolls stay away. If you’ve survived this long, you should know whether this door opens.”
"From now on, I will designate the night game as having begun."
"By the way, before this girl showed up, did any of you hear strange footsteps?"
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…
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.”
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?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
