Perhaps it was precisely because the nobles possessed the blessings of Divine Cards...
With the aid of supernatural abilities, they became elites in every industry, amassing vast fortunes?
While the commoners, unaware of the existence of supernatural abilities and devoid of Divine Cards, could only serve as beasts of burden, exploited by the nobility?
This thought sent a chill down his spine.
Zhou Ke still remembered how, just two days ago, he had been mistakenly arrested by the police on the charge of [using supernatural abilities in front of commoners].
So, the commoners were like livestock, kept in the dark, completely ignorant of the existence of supernatural abilities, left to be slaughtered by the nobles.
Zhou Ke sighed.
In just two short days, his worldview had undergone a seismic shift.
He had originally assumed that this world he had crossed into was no different from Earth, aside from its political system.
But the emergence of Divine Cards, supernatural abilities, magic schools, and assassins from the Skull Society forced Zhou Ke to admit how little he truly knew about this world.
Zhou Ke clenched his fist.
Fortunately, he had received his Divine Card on his 18th birthday, granting him access to the truth of this world.
As long as he could attend the Divine Card Academy, he would eventually become one of the nobles.
He refocused his attention on the journey ahead.
Last time, he had reached the school instantly through Professor Chen Yun's supernatural ability—teleportation.
But today, Zhou Ke had to make his own way there. Without the ability to teleport, he had no choice but to take the subway.
The subway station at 8 a.m. was packed to the brim, unbearably crowded. Zhou Ke couldn’t help but sigh.
Most nobles had private cars; in this world, the subway was generally reserved for commoners or minor nobles like Zhang Yang who had fallen on hard times.
As the train arrived, people surged forward, pushing and shoving to board.
Zhou Ke barely managed to squeeze onto the carriage with his nimble frame, only to find all the seats already taken.
Resigned, he stood swaying among the crowd.
"Ding dong. Next stop: East City Plaza."
This was a major station, and some passengers began filing out.
Zhou Ke was headed to the terminal, so he stayed put.
"Ah." In the sea of bodies, a soft figure bumped into him.
"Sorry." A clear, feminine voice came from behind.
Zhou Ke turned his head.
It was a girl with silver hair.
Sunlight streamed through the window, refracting into delicate halos on her silver locks.
Above her black mask, her fair skin peeked through, and her long lashes cast butterfly-wing shadows on her cheeks.
Her attire was understated yet elegant—clean, simple, and full of character.
She appeared to be around Zhou Ke’s age, carrying a red backpack, likely also heading to school.
After apologizing, she slightly closed her eyes, not looking in Zhou Ke’s direction.
Her silver hair was distinctive, and Zhou Ke immediately recognized her.
The girl from yesterday—the one with the Divine Card, the Queen of Spades.
Zhou Ke’s gaze shifted to her wrist—a silver bracelet engraved with intricate patterns.
On it was a peculiar emblem.
This emblem resembled the badges worn by Zhuang Xingyao and Ye Lingtian on their chests, though with slight differences.
It depicted a [Spade] pierced by a longsword.
He recalled Zhang Yang’s words.
Zhuang Xingyao and Ye Lingtian were both from the Four Great Noble Families, hence the badges.
This girl before him... was also one of the Four Great Nobles.
Zhou Ke frowned.
This subway was meant for commoners, with only the occasional minor noble down on their luck.
Why would someone like her be here, squeezing into a crowded train?
"Excuse me..." Zhou Ke attempted to strike up a conversation.
BOOM!!!
A violent tremor suddenly rocked the train.
Passengers looked around in confusion, murmuring:
"What’s happening? An earthquake?"
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the carriage.
A female passenger covered her mouth, pointing toward the end of the train, her voice trembling:
"There’s... there’s a monster on board!"
Zhou Ke followed her gaze.
In the last car of the train stood a figure cloaked in black, its face hidden beneath a hood.
At first glance, one might mistake it for an eccentric cosplayer.
But from its sleeves protruded not human hands, but dark, slimy, writhing tentacles.
Slowly, the humanoid creature spoke, its voice hollow and raspy:
"Resisters die."
"This concerns no one else. I am here to kill only one person."
With that, it began advancing toward Zhou Ke’s location.
"Hey, what’s your deal? Cosplaying?" A burly, muscular man stepped in its path. "This is a public space. Show some respect for order."
The creature paused, as if studying the man’s face.
Two seconds later, the same raspy voice replied:
"Non-target. Obstruction removed."
In an instant, one of its tentacles lashed out, striking the man with terrifying force.
Despite his imposing stature, the man was sent flying like a sheet of paper.
The sound of slimy mucus squelched beneath the creature’s cloak as the man crashed into the train’s railing, the stainless steel bars vibrating from the impact.
The man collapsed instantly, unconscious.
With the obstacle cleared, the creature resumed its approach.
The crowd erupted into panic, scrambling to flee the carriage.
Zhou Ke didn’t move.
He noticed the skull insignia embroidered on the creature’s black robes.
And he realized—the silver-haired girl hadn’t left either.
"It’s a killing monster from the Skull Society. Typically, they’re pre-programmed with the [target’s] characteristics, so they don’t kill indiscriminately."
"That’s why that commoner man isn’t dead."
The girl murmured under her breath:
"But precisely because of that, these [killing monsters] operate like machines—rigid and single-minded in their logic."
Zhou Ke exhaled softly.
He remembered yesterday’s second round of freshman trials.
That assassin had confidently declared that the Skull Society would send more killers after him.
Seeing this tentacled monstrosity, Zhou Ke had braced himself—he just hadn’t expected them to strike so soon.
He sighed and muttered:
"Hah. It must be here to kill..."
"It must be here to kill me," the silver-haired girl whispered.
???
Her quiet remark accidentally stole Zhou Ke’s line.
Zhou Ke shot her a sidelong glance.
Miss, aren’t you jumping to conclusions?
The girl remained oblivious to his look, her eyes locked onto the tentacled creature.
In the next moment, she swiftly drew her Divine Card.
Though her movements were fast, Zhou Ke caught a glimpse of the design—a black queen.
The Queen of Spades.
The girl chanted under her breath:
"Using a Divine Card in public is illegal... but this is an emergency!"
She then recited an incantation:
"[Spade] breaks armies, [Queen] forges divine arms."
Instantly, a pistol materialized in her hand.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Without hesitation, she fired at the monster.
The creature made no effort to dodge, taking the bullets head-on—yet it showed no sign of injury, continuing its relentless advance.
The girl's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. She quickly shook her head and was about to step forward when an arm suddenly blocked her path.
It was Zhou Ke who had reached out.
"Classmate, its target is me. Please don’t throw yourself into needless danger," Zhou Ke said softly, standing firmly in front of her.
The girl studied him up and down, hesitating before asking, "And you are...?"
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.
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...
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?"
