The incident of the fissures had been brewing for several days before the situation in various countries finally stabilized. Special research teams were formed to investigate the causes behind these mysterious rifts.
The corpses of the monsters were also taken for study, and rumors suggested that the military had captured numerous live specimens—all to understand how these otherworldly creatures differed from known species and how they had arrived in this world.
Today, Ye Chuan received a call from Wang Yanran.
At the moment, he was playing video games with Lan Xiaoke. When his phone rang, he answered without hesitation. "Hello?"
"Ye Chuan, are you home? Can you come to the Superhuman Alliance?" Wang Yanran's voice came through the line.
"The Superhuman Alliance?" Ye Chuan wasn't particularly interested. "What's this about?"
"It's regarding the fissures. If possible, it'd be best if you came."
Hearing it was related to the fissures, Ye Chuan considered it. It wasn’t entirely out of the question—after all, he was curious about how those rifts had appeared in the first place.
Moreover, based on his own speculation, the monsters emerging from the fissures would likely grow stronger over time, possibly even developing unique abilities.
"Send a car for me."
"I'm already at your doorstep."
Ye Chuan: "..."
If she was right outside, why call?
"Xiaoke, open the door." He patted Lan Xiaoke’s thigh.
"Huh?" Lan Xiaoke reluctantly set down her controller and floated over to the door.
Passing by the kitchen, she saw Luo Xi—wearing an apron, her hair tied in a high ponytail—teaching Bai Qianshuang cooking techniques. After staying at Ye Chuan’s place for a few days, Luo Xi had learned about the ghostly roommate. Though initially frightened, a brief conversation had reassured her that Lan Xiaoke wasn’t malicious—just a girl who had tragically choked to death on instant noodles.
The thought made Luo Xi feel a little sorry for her.
Still, Luo Xi couldn’t actually see Lan Xiaoke—she could only vaguely sense her presence, a side effect of her recent exposure to spiritual energy.
When Lan Xiaoke opened the door, Wang Yanran stood outside, greeting them before stepping inside. "Ye Chuan."
"How long have you been here?"
"Just arrived." Wang Yanran seemed impatient. "Can we leave now?"
Realizing she might have sounded too eager, she quickly apologized. "Sorry."
"It's fine." Ye Chuan stood up. "Let me change first."
"Alright."
While waiting, Wang Yanran noticed Luo Xi and Bai Qianshuang.
"Hello, Wang Yanran." Luo Xi had learned about Wang Yanran’s status as a superhuman, but she treated her no differently.
"Hi."
"Where are you taking Chuan? Will he be back for dinner?" Luo Xi asked curiously.
Wang Yanran hesitated for a moment, but considering Luo Xi was Ye Chuan’s girlfriend, she briefly explained the Superhuman Alliance.
"So, an alliance of superpowered martial artists? I guess there’s still so much I don’t know about this world." Luo Xi had once believed supernatural abilities didn’t exist, only to discover not only were superhumans numerous, but they even had an organized regulatory body.
"Have a seat, watch some TV," Luo Xi offered.
"Ah, no need."
"Come on, standing like that isn’t comfortable."
Reluctantly, Wang Yanran sat on the sofa, while Lan Xiaoke scooted over to the other side.
A ghost hunter and a ghost—sitting together awkwardly.
Unable to bear the silence, Lan Xiaoke grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
A music program was playing, the lyrics drifting through the room:
"That day’s melancholy, melancholy~"
"That day’s loneliness, loneliness~"
Lan Xiaoke frowned at the screen. "What kind of lyrics are these? Might as well sing, ‘That day’s livestream, livestream~’"
"Agreed," Wang Yanran said, the rare moment of shared opinion easing the tension.
After a while, Ye Chuan emerged in fresh clothes. "Let’s go."
"Alright."
After saying goodbye to Luo Xi and the others, Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran left, settling into the car.
As the vehicle rolled onto the road, Ye Chuan lowered the window, taking in the view outside—
The asphalt was webbed with cracks,
Twisted rebar jutted from the ground like broken ribs,
Streetlights leaned crookedly into deformed manholes,
And shattered glass from storefronts lay scattered like jagged icicles.
Everywhere bore the scars of the monsters’ rampage. Yet, in just a few days, order had been restored—Ye Chuan couldn’t help but admire his country’s efficiency in crisis response.
Strangely, some shops had people outside playing cards or chess, as if nothing had changed.
Were they too relaxed?
"This time, the number of monsters was overwhelming. Before, fissures were just isolated incidents," Wang Yanran remarked.
Fortunately, the damage wasn’t catastrophic—just repairs for roads and buildings would take time.
"True. It seems like fissures appeared worldwide. The monsters in uninhabited zones still haven’t been cleared," Ye Chuan said. While urban areas were safe, the wilderness remained overrun.
Clearly, the outside world was no longer secure.
"Superhumans have stepped into the public eye now, so the Alliance is forming monster-hunting squads," Wang Yanran explained.
"What about the military?"
"They’re stretched thin. Both the military and superhumans need to act together."
"I see."
Hours passed. As Ye Chuan observed the ruined streets, the car suddenly stopped.
"What’s wrong?"
"Fallen trees are blocking the road ahead."
Ye Chuan looked forward—a row of massive uprooted trees lay across the path, impassable for vehicles.
"Road-clearing crews are understaffed," Wang Yanran said. With the entire city damaged, priority went to critical areas.
"Just a few trees." Ye Chuan extended his spiritual sense, then stored the entire pile into his spatial inventory.
In the blink of an eye, the trees vanished, leaving Wang Yanran stunned.
"Let’s keep going." Ye Chuan’s voice snapped her back to reality. "Ah—right."
Though burning with curiosity, Wang Yanran held back her questions.
After all, being around Ye Chuan, she had grown accustomed to being amazed.
] [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!"
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!
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?!
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】
