"Name."
"Zhou Ke."
"Age."
"17."
The short, stout police officer across from him looked up and frowned.
"Tell the truth!"
"I really am 17..." Zhou Ke replied innocently.
"Bullshit!" The officer slammed the table. "You're definitely 18!"
The tall, thin officer beside him intervened.
"Hey now, let's keep it professional."
Then, with a friendly smile, he asked, "Young man, if your parents knew you broke the law, wouldn’t they be heartbroken?"
"My parents are dead."
The two officers froze for a second.
"...Sorry."
The stout officer cleared his throat. "Let’s talk about why you used your [supernatural ability]."
Zhou Ke blinked.
"What do you mean?"
"Playing dumb, huh?" The stout officer tapped the table with his pen.
"Someone reported that you conjured coins and a phone out of thin air in front of countless [commoners], and even caused a city-wide blackout for five seconds!"
Commoners...
The term sounded odd at first, but in this world, it was perfectly normal.
Zhou Ke was a transmigrator. He had crossed over from Earth to this world as a child.
However, the technological level and environment here were almost identical to Earth.
The only difference was that Dragon Country’s political system was a monarchy with nobles—kings, aristocrats, and commoners.
Commoners were poor, while nobles were divided into tiers—the high nobles held power and wealth, while the lower nobles were only slightly better off than commoners.
"Not just commoners—that woman in red had an LV bag. She must’ve been a noble..."
"That’s not the point! The point is you used a supernatural ability!!"
"Ah, first of all, I appreciate the compliment on my magic skills. But let me clarify—it was all fake."
"Fake?" The two officers exchanged glances.
"Exactly! When I 'conjured' the coin, I’d already hidden one in my palm and placed it behind the phone..."
Zhou Ke grew excited as he explained the mechanics behind his tricks:
"And the phone I threw into the river was a dummy. The real one was slipped back into her bag..."
"As for the blackout and the building’s light show, I bribed an electrician. Cost me a fortune... Tsk tsk, hurts just thinking about it..."
Pfft.
The tall officer let out a laugh.
Zhou Ke frowned. "What’s so funny?"
"I thought of something happy."
Pfft.
The stout officer couldn’t hold back either.
"And you?"
He covered his mouth.
"My wife just had a baby."
"I’m not joking here!"
The officers instantly regained their composure, faces stern again.
"Mr. Zhou, let’s cut to the chase."
"You’ve violated Article One of the [Noble Code]: No displaying magic in front of commoners!"
"But I am a commoner..."
"Nonsense! You’re clearly a student from [Dragon Kingdom Noble School]!"
"I’m really not a noble, let alone able to afford that school..."
No matter how much Zhou Ke protested, the officers stubbornly insisted he had used magic.
"Fine, fine. How much’s the fine?" Zhou Ke sighed, as if dealing with people who refused to listen.
"No fine." The officers exchanged another glance before uttering a single word:
"Death penalty."
"Excuse me?"
Zhou Ke thought he misheard. "Seriously? For a magic show?"
"And this supernatural ability stuff—I genuinely don’t get it!"
"Forget it. I’m outta here. Later, officers!"
Zhou Ke stood up, raised his hands, and shook the silver cuffs as if trying to break free.
The stout officer immediately reached to grab him.
The next second—
Snap!
The cuffs slipped off Zhou Ke’s wrists and clamped onto the officer’s hands instead!
Zhou Ke put on an innocent face.
"Oops, my bad. How’d they end up on you?"
"You—!"
The officer nearly lost his temper, but instead, he closed his eyes and muttered a strange incantation:
"[Diamond] shapes all things, severing the mundane in [two]!"
Diamond... what the hell?
Before Zhou Ke could process it—
Crack.
The cuffs split cleanly in half.
Now it was Zhou Ke’s turn to be stunned.
Wait, you’re for real?
A weird chant and the cuffs just... broke?
Zhou Ke had used a hidden wire to pick the lock earlier, then relied on momentum to transfer the cuffs to the officer.
But this guy didn’t use any tools at all!
Zhou Ke sat back down. "So you’re in the business too? What’s your trick—where’d you hide the wire?"
The officer looked baffled. "What business? I used a supernatural ability. Here, this [Divine Card]."
He pulled out a [playing card] from his wallet.
Two of Diamonds.
"A playing card can break handcuffs?"
"Why not? This is the Two of Diamonds’ exclusive ability: Splits any object in two!"
"The gods bestowed it on me when I turned [18]. Ah, good times..." The officer suddenly realized:
"Wait, don’t you have one too?"
Zhou Ke spread his empty hands. "I’ve got nothing."
"You didn’t receive a Divine Card on your 18th birthday?"
"I told you, I’m only 17..."
The officers shared another look.
"So when’s your birthday?"
Zhou Ke checked his watch:
"5..."
"Five days? Happy early birthday."
"4..."
"Huh?"
"3... 2... 1!"
Beep beep beep—
The clock struck midnight.
Zhou Ke was officially 18.
BOOM!!!
His entire body erupted in radiant light!
A strange sensation surged through him, as if something powerful stirred within.
In an instant, his palm began to glow.
A blinding flash—
A [playing card] materialized midair, slowly rotating.
Zhou Ke caught it, and the light faded.
What is this?
He examined the card in his hand.
Wasn’t this just the [Joker] from a deck of cards?
The back was intricately patterned, while the front bore the image of a jester.
In the corners were the letters—"JOKER."
Suddenly, a sharp voice echoed in his mind.
[Divine Card: JOKER (Unique)]
[Ability: Wields the powers of all other cards!]
[Activation Condition: Concealment.]
[Condition met. Ability activated automatically!]
[Randomly selecting another ability...]
The card in his hand rapidly transformed, settling on a new design.
This one depicted a stern king, with club symbols in the corners and the letter "K."
[King of Clubs]
[Ability: Alters the probability of events.]
[Note: After use, this card reverts to JOKER.]
The two officers gaped at Zhou Ke, utterly speechless.
"So this ‘Divine Card’ you mentioned—is it this?" Zhou Ke waved the King of Clubs.
The officers snapped out of their daze. "You... really just turned 18?"
Zhou Ke pulled out his ID card and handed it to the two officers.
"Genuine as they come."
The next second—
"Our deepest apologies for the inconvenience!"
Both policemen bowed in unison.
They escorted Zhou Ke to the police station entrance.
"Young man, feel free to visit again!"
Zhou Ke waved with a polite smile while thinking to himself: What a joke.
...
After half an hour of walking through the dimly lit streets, he finally reached home.
Staring at his shabby little apartment, Zhou Ke sighed.
"Why did I have to transmigrate into some broke commoner’s body a decade ago instead of a noble…?"
He reached into his pocket for the keys.
?
His fingers brushed against a small slip of paper.
It carried a faint trace of perfume.
Written in elegant red ink were a few striking words—
[Tomorrow, I’ll come for you.]
Zhou Ke frowned.
The scent lingered on the note.
"This fragrance… Could it be that woman in red?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
] [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!"
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?!
