Half an hour later.
The Clown carried the bald man, Xiao Yi supported the Level 2 Ability User, while a puddle of advancing water monitored the Three Star Ability User. Together, they returned to the East Suburb Medical College.
Because Liu Yuan had given advance notice, just five minutes after the three had left the scene, the Xia Group's people came over with mops, buckets, and the like to clean the area.
Some helpful neighbors came over to lend a hand in moving the bodies.
This was the advantage of fighting on home turf.
At the entrance of the medical college, The Clown and the others met Liu Yuan, who was carrying buns filled with pork and green onions and two cups of freshly ground soy milk.
Of course, there was the iconic milk tea.
At the sight of Liu Yuan, the Level 3 Ability User, who had been chased by three monsters, seemed to see a glimmer of hope in an instant.
He certainly didn't feel like he could run faster than the three monsters behind him, but he only needed to run faster than Liu Yuan.
In fact, this Level 3 Ability User had been puzzled all the way.
Why didn't the big zombie bite the Clown with face paint?
It was probably because zombies also cared about looks...
Looking at Liu Yuan ahead, the Level 3 Ability User empathized for a moment, comparing her in terms of looks, figure, and temperament. If he were a zombie, he would definitely not hesitate to bite her!
With this thought, the Level 3 Ability User felt even more like the goddess of light was beckoning to him.
Just as the group was about to meet, when the Level 3 Ability User was ready to sprint away –
"Swoosh–"
Liu Yuan took a sip of milk tea and pointed to the veranda in front of the clinic reception hall, saying, "Put your stuff there and go play in the back."
"Remember Dr. Lu's request, three days, don't leave the medical college grounds!"
The Level 3 Ability User, who was preparing to unleash his full strength, nearly tumbled to the ground with a somersault!
Why did the tone sound so familiar?
Wasn't this the way he usually spoke to those dumb mercenaries?
Listening to the accent, was this girl also a superior?!
But in the blink of an eye, the Level 3 Ability User made his own decision.
He exerted all his strength and charged towards the girl!
Since she was a superior, it would be even easier!
As long as I hold you hostage, I can survive, right?!
As for whether the girl would be an even more formidable presence...
The Level 3 Ability User had also considered this possibility, but in this situation, he had no other choice.
As the Ability User ran out, at that moment, behind him, The Clown, Xiao Yi, and the puddle on the ground all turned around in perfect sync.
The Clown: "My kind heart can't bear to witness the cruelty that's about to unfold."
Mr. Shui: "Whoosh!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
As he watched the girl in front of him getting closer and closer, the Level 3 Ability User's heart rose to his throat!
However, at this tense moment, he actually saw the girl leisurely take another sip of milk tea!
Instantly, the Level 3 Ability User's heart seemed to hang in the air thousands of feet above.
It was basically confirmed that the girl was either a fool or a... more terrifying presence.
But now he had no turning back, he could only charge forward recklessly.
Running harder under his feet, the three-tier ability users suddenly felt as if the space around them had solidified.
Generally speaking, ability users who gain their abilities after being reborn often have abilities that are related to certain quirks they develop after their rebirth.
Zhang Baobao's quirk is eating fragrant small steamed buns, which are a concentration of human essence, so her ability is sealing;
Lin Youyou likes to eat heart-shaped gummy candies, as the heart is the central hub of a person's blood circulation, so her ability is super-enhanced self-healing of the body;
And Liu Yuan likes to drink milk tea, with the biggest function of milk tea being thinking, so her ability is -
Telekinesis.
At this moment, the three-tier ability users felt as if the air around them had turned into real walls pressing in on them from all directions!
His foot was already raised high, but no matter how hard he tried, it just wouldn't come down!
Even his proud ability to control electricity couldn't be used!
Just as the three-tier ability user felt like he was in a frozen time and space, he saw the sweet-looking girl in front of him gently pull out the straw from the milk tea...
The plastic straw spun slowly in the delicate white fingers of the girl, exuding a hint of soft beauty that even the three-tier ability user could see.
Just as he was immersed in it, suddenly, the pointed end of the straw viciously stabbed towards the top of his head!
Splurt!
Crack!
The balance of intracranial and extracranial pressure was violently broken in a very short time, and a mixture of red and white matter splattered out through the plastic straw!
The three-tier ability user felt his world go dark.
Across from them.
The Clown: "Did you hear that, this sound... what a terrifying woman... the surname Lu never lacks for perversion."
Mr. Shui: "Splash!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
The Clown: "The last time I saw that woman, she could only use a steel pipe, now she can use a plastic straw, my god, this world is too scary."
Mr. Shui: "Splash!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
The Clown: "You two idiots."
"Roar!"
Splash!
The water splashed all over The Clown.
Next, Xiao Yi cheerfully threw the person under the eaves in front of the reception hall and ran towards the back of the clinic building.
Mr. Shui leisurely swam towards the pond behind the medical school.
The Clown, holding the bald head, did not leave after throwing the person under the eaves in the reception hall, imitating Liu Yuan's dragging a dead dog-like manner.
Liu Yuan glanced at him, took out an oversized nurse uniform from the changing room, and threw it to him.
"Clean yourself up when the walk is over."
The Clown impatiently nodded, "You're such a nagging woman!"
Putting on the nurse uniform, The Clown immediately squatted in front of the door of Lu Yuan's third operating room.
On the other side, after eating Liu Yuan's buns and soy milk, Lu Yuan finally stood at the door of the third operating room.
Facing The Clown's eager gaze, he kicked up, "Go lift that three-tier ability user onto the bed and bring him over to me."
The Clown's expression suddenly became solemn, and he slowly said, "Lu Yuan, I think you should show me more respect."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lu Yuan reached into the pocket of his white coat, holding a syringe between his fingers.
"Hiss—"
The Clown's face instantly fell, contorting into an exaggerated grimace. "Lu Yuan, can't you try a different trick?!"
Lu Yuan replied calmly, "I'm just a doctor, what evil intentions could I possibly have?"
The Clown's expression stiffened. "Dr. Lu, understood. I'll arrange for the body for your dissection."
Half an hour passed by in the blink of an eye.
"Do me a favor, please. Hang this in sequence for me in the cryogenic chamber on the basement floor, thanks."
With a nonchalant remark to the dumbfounded Clown beside him, Lu Yuan took his leave.
The Clown stared at the immaculate corpse before him, speechless.
"Damn this art, it never fails to stir up such excitement in me every time..."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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?"
