Seeing that Man Man still had that dead, salted-fish look, acting like a dead snail that wasn't afraid of boiling water, Yi Feng knew that asking it was a waste of time.
Besides, it couldn't even speak; continuing to pester it would just be a waste of energy.
Glancing speechlessly at the little snail, Yi Feng ignored it.
Although he seemed not to care, in his heart, he was clearer than ever that the truth he knew was absolutely not as simple as his past impressions.
He was extraordinary now; not just anyone could withstand a slap from him. Yet, this damn snail was completely fine, and its speed was ridiculously fast...
This kind of existence was truly almost identical to what the system had introduced.
Involuntarily, Yi Feng thought of even more.
The various things gifted by the system, and the various existences around him...
And Lu Benwei, who had been there from the very beginning.
If he wasn't mistaken, this guy was highly likely playing dumb too!
To have the title of the strongest thug, he should have some real skills. At the very least, he absolutely wouldn't be so weak that he had no power to fight back in front of him.
This bastard had been deceiving him all along!
Thinking up to this point.
A sharp glint flashed in Yi Feng's eyes. His face darkened slightly as he downed the fine wine in his cup in one gulp.
Looking out into the distance from the tavern's windowsill, his vision became increasingly clear. The various prosperities of the bustling mortal world, the myriad states of sentient beings interwoven with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, were all taken in at a glance.
His gaze stretched endlessly toward the horizon, and his thoughts drifted further and further away.
Meanwhile.
Trillions of miles away from the small city, several figures appeared at the peak of the icy glacier.
By the snowy cliff, a group of black-robed figures all knelt down, bowing respectfully toward a figure standing with his hands behind his back. The leader truthfully reported everything he knew, looking somewhat apprehensive.
Reporting to Your Excellency...
We have been investigating everywhere recently, searching through countless secret realms and ancient clans, but we still haven't been able to find any news about the Lord of the Cloud Star. However, the Cloud Star is definitely the realm star of this galaxy. This is the result of our painstaking investigation, absolutely without any falsehood. We are willing to swear upon our souls!
After the nervous words fell, the group waited quietly for a few breaths.
Despite the snow filling the sky, they couldn't hear any extraneous sounds in their ears at this moment. The pressure on their bodies and minds continued to rise as they waited with full concentration for the instructions of the Lord before them, their faces showing a fawning and respectful demeanor.
In just a few breaths, everyone was so nervous that they felt like they were treading on thin ice.
The figure with his back to them never looked back, only faintly uttering a soft question.
Oh?
You investigated for days, and this is the only information you got?
Even though it was a soft remark, it felt like a ten-thousand-foot ice plain crashing down, startling everyone into bowing their heads and lowering their eyes. The black figures all trembled in unison.
Please forgive us, Your Excellency!
It's not that we are incompetent, but the Lord of the Cloud Star is simply too cunning!
We searched almost all the hidden places on the Cloud Star, not sparing any ancient clans, yet we still haven't found a single trace of information. We don't know where he is hiding; even the human cultivators of the Cloud Star have no news of him!
The leading black figure eagerly defended himself, but was interrupted by successive questions.
The Cloud Star is the realm star. This is something I knew long ago. Do I need your so-called verification? Stating it now, are you trying to claim credit?
First, you failed in your investigation, and then you shamelessly make excuses.
Do you even deserve to be considered the elites of our race?
Whoosh!
Whoosh!!!
As the soft words fell, a terrifying aura surged forward one after another, like rolling ocean waves, each layer higher than the last. The snowstorm before them became more than a hundred times fiercer.
The bodies of the several black figures seemed to be slashed by swords, suddenly revealing numerous scars!
Many of them were already trembling all over, blood mist flying about.
Even so.
No one dared to have the slightest complaint. The dozens of black figures were all dominated by fear, hastily prostrating and begging for mercy, their voices trembling uncontrollably!
Please forgive us, Your Excellency!
We have failed in our duties, please show mercy, Your Excellency!
This subordinate is willing to make up for my mistakes with merits; even if it costs my life, I will find the whereabouts of the Lord of the Cloud Star!
...
Amidst a flurry of terrified kowtowing, drops of blood splattered into the ice and snow, unexpectedly turning into thick smoke. Even the thousand-year-old ice began to melt, as if the bloodlines of these people were like supreme treasures.
Finally.
The terrifying Excellency, gazing afar with his hands behind his back, gently waved his hand and responded with some impatience.
Enough.
Now is a time when personnel are needed, so I will give you one chance.
The black figures repeatedly bowed as if granted a great amnesty, filled with the pleasant surprise of luckily surviving.
But even though myriad complex emotions were revealed.
When the deep voice rang out again, no one dared to make a sound to disturb him!
That Lord of the Cloud Star hides very deeply and indeed has some tricks. With your meager abilities, continuing the investigation would likely be useless...
Since that is the case, you shall disguise yourselves as subordinates of the Lord of the Cloud Star, slaughtering and destroying everywhere. Take this opportunity to confuse the public. I refuse to believe that when the Lord of the Cloud Star's reputation is completely ruined, he can still continue to hide!
As soon as these words came out.
The group of black figures trembled in shock, and their extremely reverent voices echoed continuously!
This is truly a brilliant plan!
Your Excellency is wise!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
