Jin Rongxu stopped a few steps from the dressing room and refused to go any farther.
He pulled out a piece of some horrifying creature’s limb and pressed it against his body. The mass of tissue immediately began to stretch and lengthen, transforming into a slender, razor-sharp spike.
Zhu Zeyu, on the other hand, calmly walked into the dressing room and switched on the light.
The white light flickered, then steadied, illuminating the benches that had not yet been put away and a large box of unused costumes in the corner.
“There’s nothing here for now,” Zhu Zeyu said.
He cautiously walked over and nudged the box with his foot.
There were some very faint signs of erosion. The pixels of the blue gauze dress on top were blurry.
Only after seeing that nothing had happened to Zhu Zeyu did Jin Rongxu cautiously take another step forward.
Got you.
The corners of Zhu Zeyu’s lips curved up slightly, but his expression immediately returned to normal.
He stepped aside and watched Jin Rongxu enter the dressing room.
“Captain Jin.”
Zhu Zeyu manipulated Ma Dong’s [Walking Corpse] toward the doorway.
The creature had the most robust build of the three, making it perfectly suited to block the door completely.
It grasped the doorknob and slowly pulled the door shut.
At the same time, Zhu Zeyu pointed toward the box, watching Jin Rongxu’s fake knife with keen interest.
He trusted Dragonfly’s craftsmanship.
That knife would soon stop working.
“Take a look at this box. I think there’s something suspicious about it.”
Jin Rongxu was extremely nervous.
He had even pulled out the level-14 fake cloak belonging to the [Hunter] and draped it over himself, attempting to disguise himself as a [Demon].
“Captain Jin, look at the clothes on the top.”
Zhu Zeyu prompted him, retreating behind Jin Rongxu as he prepared to activate the replacement rule.
Jin Rongxu gripped the knife handle tightly.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent. All he could hear was his own somewhat labored breathing.
Under the pale white light, he saw it—
The blue gauze dress lay on top of the other clothes, every detail as if blurred beneath a layer of mosaic.
Half of it appeared three-dimensional, yet at the same time, it seemed incredibly flat.
If he had to describe it, it was like someone had used a low-resolution holographic projection to replace the original hem of the dress with a blurry image.
Was this the horrifying creature in the dungeon—or rather, was this the horrifying creature he was supposed to attack in the dressing room?
A cold laugh rumbled from Jin Rongxu’s throat.
He took two steps back, then thrust the sharp spike through the blue gauze dress with a wet pop.
Zhu Yan stood behind him, arms folded, watching the scene with leisurely composure.
The dressing-room door was already tightly closed.
In his right hand, Zhu Yan held the real level-13 saber, letting it swing casually back and forth.
Jin Rongxu stared at the blue dress. He stabbed through it again and again, hacking the hem into a tangled mess.
The wet popping sounds of the fabric being pierced continued for a full two minutes.
Only when the blurry dress had been completely reduced to scattered pieces of mosaic did Jin Rongxu stop, panting heavily.
“Damn it.”
He cursed, straightened up, and warily inspected the mirrors and everything else around him.
“Why do I feel like something’s wrong? This thing doesn’t seem like a horrifying creature. I can’t hear its thoughts.”
Zhu Zeyu’s wrist paused. The level-13 saber stopped swinging and came to rest in his palm.
At last, he could not hold back a low laugh. His delighted laughter made Jin Rongxu turn around.
“What are you laughing abou—”
Shk.
That was the sound of a blade slicing swiftly through flesh.
“Oh,” Zhu Zeyu said, tilting his head with a smile.
The sudden chill in his abdomen left Jin Rongxu momentarily stunned.
He stared at Zhu Zeyu, then lowered his head and saw an absurd sight.
It was a knife.
A knife identical to his own weapon had pierced straight through his abdomen.
The front half jutted out from his body, reflecting a cold gleam…and his own astonished face.
“You—”
“I know villains die because they talk too much.”
Zhu Zeyu activated the ability [Complaints].
Before Jin Rongxu could react, he swiftly pulled out the knife and cleanly severed the freshly grown limb of the horrifying creature!
“AAAHHHHHHHH—!”
The attack caught Jin Rongxu completely off guard. The violent pain made him cry out.
The sharp agony of having his abdomen pierced sent him dropping to his knees with a thud. Bright red blood dripped between the fingers clamped over his wound.
“Captain Jin, you’re pretty stupid. What made you think the [Hunter] would simply give you two items for free?”
The Hunter.
What Hunter?
Jin Rongxu laboriously raised his head and saw the young face smiling before him.
His own battered expression was reflected in the other man’s black eyes. An inexplicable fury instantly surged through him.
With difficulty, he forced a roar from his throat. His bloodshot eyes glared viciously at the [Walking Corpse] behind Zhu Zeyu.
“That’s enough! Kill him! Kill him!”
But Zhu Zeyu burst out laughing.
“Captain Jin, why isn’t your invincibility cheat working?”
He clapped his hands and manipulated the three [Walking Corpses] into twisting their necks a uniform 180 degrees.
The sight was horrifying—so horrifying that Jin Rongxu’s eyes widened, and even his pained, ragged breathing grew shallow.
“Oh, and it isn’t just your invincibility cheat.” Zhu Zeyu laughed. “Your mind reading doesn’t seem to be working either. Every answer you get is wrong. What a shame.”
“You…”
At this critical moment, Jin Rongxu seemed to have suddenly come to an understanding.
His field of vision held nothing but Zhu Zeyu’s smiling face—lively and vivid, yet carrying a trace of wickedness that did not belong to “Zhu Zeyu.”
“You’re not Zhu Zeyu… You…”
“I am.” Zhu Zeyu immediately cut him off. “Captain Jin, I am.”
Strange white mist began seeping from his skin, followed by more and more of it.
This time, the thick fog did not bother to conceal itself. It gathered beside Zhu Zeyu into a cloud, then slowly took on facial features and the beautiful outline of a body.
It was someone entirely different from Zhu Zeyu—
He smiled just like Zhu Zeyu, but Jin Rongxu was horrified to discover that no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember the man’s features.
“Captain Jin, look.” The man smiled at him as he spoke. “I am the Hunter, and I am Zhu Zeyu.”
As if possessed, Jin Rongxu’s gaze shifted slightly.
“Zhu Zeyu” was indeed still standing there, but his condition had changed completely from moments ago.
That mischievous, joyful smile remained on his face, but his entire body was rigid. His eyes did not blink, and even his fingers were stiff.
It was as if his vitality had been drained away in an instant. What stood before him was merely a lifelike and vivid…
An absurd thought suddenly sprang into Jin Rongxu’s mind.
“A puppet!”
He cried out, forgetting to cover his wound. With both bloodstained hands braced against the floor tiles, he scrambled backward.
“A puppet! You’ve been right beside me all along!”
“You’ve been pretending to be Zhu Zeyu this entire time… You tricked every one of us!”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
【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.)
