Jin Rongxu was stunned.
The hand clamped around him had already released its grip. Ma Dong, the military doctor, and the “pot lid”—all three of them—were charging stiffly forward, just like every other [Walking Corpse].
Only one [Walking Corpse] remained behind—
It had crushed that heart, and its blood-soaked hands continued clawing into Li Panlong’s viscera.
Yet “Li Panlong” still wore an unconcerned smile. The [Walking Corpse] was cursing him incoherently, but he seemed delighted, as though he were listening to music.
“My son! My son has to be alive! Give me back my son! Give him back to me!”
Jin Rongxu’s mind went blank.
He couldn’t make sense of the scene before him.
What was going on?
Had Li Panlong been killed?
Then who was this Li Panlong?
Weren’t they told that the [Hunter] was here too? Where was the [Hunter]?
Jin Rongxu felt something sticky on his skin. He raised a hand and wiped it across his forehead, finding it drenched in cold sweat.
Amid the screenful of scarlet letters, there was nothing but Li Panlong’s bloody chunks of innards and a monster that had descended into complete madness.
Under the pitch-black sky, between the blurred plants on either side, Jin Rongxu saw no sign of Zhu Zeyu.
He narrowed his eyes and gripped the writhing lump of flesh in his hand.
Whatever. The creature in front of him wasn’t very high-level.
At worst, he could simply go on a killing spree!
As for clearing the instance, there were plenty of ways to do that.
Even if the prophet had made a mistake this time and Zhu Zeyu died, he could still offer the [Hunter] some benefits and see if he could extract any information from it!
…
Hidden inside Li Panlong’s body, Zhu Yan silently estimated the time.
He was waiting for the [Walking Corpses] to break through the basement door and realize that something was wrong.
That way, he wouldn’t even need to say a word to achieve his goal of intimidation.
Jin Rongxu was still standing there in a daze, his face actually frightened deathly pale.
Zhu Yan truly didn’t want him to learn the secret of the [Nightmare Book].
Once he knew, and took the information back to the [Human Alliance], who knew what kind of trouble it might cause?
Bang!
Zhu Yan heard the faint, distant sound of someone pounding on a door. The corners of his mouth lifted even higher.
Everything was proceeding just as [Fog] had said when it threatened the players back then.
They could harm the body it used, but that couldn’t harm it.
They could hurt Li Panlong, but they couldn’t hurt Zhu Yan, who was hiding inside Li Panlong.
Another part of [Fog] was drifting through the air. At any moment, it could descend and burrow into the puppet “Zhu Zeyu”!
“I did lock the door,” Zhu Yan said lightly. “Big sis, with so many shells at your disposal, don’t tell me you still haven’t managed to break through after all this time?”
…
Inside the basement.
The wooden door was fragile to begin with. Ma Dong—the strongest of them—stepped forward and began throwing punches and kicks. In just a few seconds, the door had been torn open.
It hurriedly reached out, ripped away the warped wooden slats, ducked down, and stepped inside.
At the garden entrance.
The [Walking Corpse] abruptly froze. One hand was still tugging on one of Li Panlong’s lungs, but it stopped moving.
It could see what another shell was seeing—
Inside the screening room, foul-smelling blood slurry had congealed on the floor.
Li Daochang’s corpse lay sprawled in the middle, while his head had been casually kicked into a corner to face the wall.
The clothing on the corpse’s back had been slashed open—or rather, the entire back of the corpse had vanished.
It was clear that whoever had removed the skin had possessed terrible knife skills. They had obviously cut away flesh along with the skin, and the meat beneath had been carved unevenly, thick in some places and thin in others.
Li Daochang’s white spine and ribs were faintly visible beneath the rotting, green-tinged muscle.
“…The tattoo?”
“Ma Dong”’s expression darkened.
At the same time, the [Walking Corpse] lifted its head and stared at Zhu Yan, its expression frighteningly grim.
A chill suddenly flooded the entire space, the cold invading every inch of “Li Panlong’s” body.
Even Jin Rongxu, some distance away, shuddered violently!
He retreated farther, his eyes darting nervously from side to side, afraid that another deadly threat might leap out from some dark corner.
The tattoo.
What was this tattoo?
Why was there so much he didn’t know?
Zhu Yan smiled and said, “Ah, I forgot to tell you, ma’am.”
“I cut the tattoo off. You should know very well where the memorial tablet is.”
“You—”
“Show a little more respect.” Zhu Yan blinked once more. “I’ll give you some time to think it over. Will you surrender and let me out yourself, or should I kill you and walk out?”
The [Walking Corpse] broke down.
A sharp shriek spilled from its throat once again, but this time, the gunshot came first.
A bullet cleanly pierced the [Walking Corpse]’s throat, and it collapsed on the spot, looking no different from an ordinary corpse.
“I know you’re all in the basement.” “Li Panlong” kicked it once. “Take your time and think it over.”
In any case, he already had the ashes and the [Nightmare Book] in hand. Zhu Yan had nothing to worry about as far as his [Hunter] mission was concerned.
That left only one item on his to-do list.
He continued manipulating Li Panlong’s mutilated body and slowly turned toward Jin Rongxu.
“Oh my,” Zhu Yan said with a wide grin at Jin Rongxu’s pale face. “I’m guessing this is—”
Before he could finish, the lump of flesh Jin Rongxu was holding suddenly took root in his flesh and began writhing rapidly.
Across from him, “Li Panlong” reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air, causing Jin Rongxu to let out a scream of agony.
“Ah—!”
“Captain Jin of the [Human Alliance].”
Zhu Yan finished the sentence.
Jin Rongxu clutched his hand as blood poured between his fingers.
That damn [Hunter] had just used the ability [Telekinesis] to forcibly rip away the monster tissue he had intended to transplant!
Damn it.
Jin Rongxu clenched his teeth and bent down to pick up the fallen military knife.
“Li Panlong” had already collapsed in the distance, replaced by a thick cloud of fog.
It rapidly condensed into the shape of a cloaked human figure. One sharply jointed hand held a standard-issue pistol, its black muzzle aimed directly at his stomach.
“I heard that…”
The [Hunter]’s voice was still young, carrying the distinctive magnetic quality of an adolescent boy.
Jin Rongxu felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but when he listened closely, it seemed completely unfamiliar again.
He heard the rustling of plants. Someone was pushing through the greenery and sprinting rapidly toward them.
“If you shoot someone in the stomach, their gastric juices will slowly eat away at their internal organs.”
The [Hunter] spoke with complete seriousness.
Zhu Zeyu would arrive in a few seconds.
He had to get the timing exactly right. He absolutely, absolutely couldn’t let his guard down…
“For a useless piece of trash like you—someone with no abilities of your own who can only rely on a [Hunter] to carry you through instances—you deserve—”
“Captain!” Zhu Zeyu shouted.
The gunman had to look startled, and Zhu Yan manipulated “Zhu Zeyu” into sprinting toward Jin Rongxu.
“Captain, watch out—”
The trigger was pulled, and Zhu Zeyu stepped squarely in front of Jin Rongxu.
The bullet pierced him.
In that instant, the pain stabbed through Zhu Yan’s mind.
He felt Zhu Zeyu’s hand seize his cloak with perfect precision, and then his form suddenly dispersed into the air.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
