A++!
The rating isn’t bad. Though it’s a bit pricey, after spending so much money, Ye Chuan doubted the performance would disappoint.
As he slapped the transformation device onto his waist, metallic whirring sounds echoed, and phantom images of armor pieces materialized over his body.
"Armor Fusion!" A deep voice rang out. Streaks of light flashed, and a set of golden armor enveloped Ye Chuan.
The helmet resembled a dragon’s head, with sharp horns extending from either side—angular and domineering. The visor was a deep crimson, exuding an aura of solemn authority.
The chest plate was also gold, with an energy circle pulsing like a shield. The shoulder guards were broad and imposing, adorned with raised dragon heads that radiated raw power.
"Is this… Golden Core-level strength?" Ye Chuan sensed the energy coursing through him. It felt slightly stronger than his own, yet not quite at the Golden Core stage.
But one thing was clear—it amplified all his physical stats.
The armor’s design was inspired by his memories of the Emperor Armor. Though not an exact replica, Ye Chuan turned in front of the mirror, thoroughly satisfied.
Kinda cool.
And the defense was maxed out.
No way—he had to test this armor’s capabilities at a rift.
Ye Chuan deactivated the transformation and stepped out of his room. Outside, only Lan Xiaoke was lounging around. Lately, she’d gotten hooked on binge-watching dramas, as if trying to make up for lost time.
Bai Qianshuang, meanwhile, was deep in cultivation, seemingly on the verge of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
As for Ke Ning, Ye Chuan hadn’t seen her in ages. According to Lan Xiaoke, she occasionally emerged to make instant noodles—just enough to stay alive—apparently engrossed in some research.
Ye Chuan checked the logs. Indeed, Ke Ning hadn’t rested in forever—even her chibi avatar sported dark circles.
Weirdly adorable.
Bai Qianshuang, on the other hand, was still meditating live on stream, raking in steady income.
Truly a once-in-a-generation physique built for leveling. Ye Chuan thought his own progress was insane, but Bai Qianshuang wasn’t far behind.
"Ye Chuan, you heading out?" Lan Xiaoke, curled up on the couch, eyed him curiously.
Lately, her outfits had gotten increasingly casual. After growing closer to Ye Chuan, she’d ditched the maid uniform entirely, opting for a simple tank top and hot shorts—full-on shut-in mode. Sometimes she’d giggle like an airhead at dumb videos on her phone.
Still, the outfit did her figure justice, so Ye Chuan didn’t bother commenting.
"Yeah, going out." Seeing her laziness, he waved. "Follow me."
Lan Xiaoke, engrossed in her show, blinked. "Ye Chuan, I’m kinda sick today. Think I have a fever."
"Fever?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow.
He pressed a hand to her forehead—ice-cold. Then he felt her bag—still chilly and hard to grasp.
"Let’s go." He pinched her cheek and hoisted her up with one arm.
"Wah—"
And just like that, Lan Xiaoke was dragged along.
"Where to?" she asked.
"The rift. Monster hunting." Ye Chuan pulled out his transformation device at the doorstep.
"Armor Fusion!" A mechanical voice announced as golden light erupted, encasing him in armor once more.
"?!" Lan Xiaoke’s eyes bulged beneath her white bangs. "Huh?! ↗"
"Pretty cool, right?" Ye Chuan flexed his wrist. His armor had unlimited transformations since it ran on his internal energy.
And thanks to the Holy Grail Lilith had given him, his mana regenerated infinitely.
In short, this armor could spam skills nonstop with zero cooldown.
"I want one too!" Lan Xiaoke’s eyes sparkled.
"Maybe if you behave." Ye Chuan scooped her up with one arm, then kicked off into the sky. The metallic wing-like thrusters on his back flared with blue flames, propelling them like a meteor toward their destination.
......
Mountaintop City, outskirts.
A ten-meter-tall spatial rift loomed over the barren hills. At the base stood over a hundred people—elite warriors from super-martial families, gathered to clear the rift of monsters.
"Hey, Zhang Chao, I heard Wang Yanran’s already a ninth-rank super-warrior. How are you still stuck at first rank?"
"Ninth rank, schminth rank. She’s got a big bro backing her. Not all of us are girls." Zhang Chao smirked and struck a pose. "Me? Zhang Chao, third-rank super-warrior. OK?"
"Third rank?" The other warriors looked surprised. "Damn, when’d you level up?"
"Didn’t you hear? The Wang family’s selling pills that boost cultivation speed. Three million a pop. My grandpa fed me ten, and bam—third rank. Plus, check out my skin. Smooth as hell." Zhang Chao pointed at his face.
"Ugh, gross. Dude, you’re disgusting."
Just then, another car pulled up nearby. A young woman with long, wavy hair stepped out, scanning the area before locking onto the massive rift atop the mountain.
"That’s the place?" murmured Wang Yanran.
She’d accepted the mission to clear this rift, but it was bigger than she’d imagined.
"Cousin, you’re a ninth-rank! You’ve got this!" A girl who looked like a younger version of Wang Yanran—Nuonuo—grinned beside her.
"Nuonuo, rifts are unpredictable. We can’t let our guard down." Wang Yanran sighed but still pinched her sister’s cheek affectionately.
"Yo, Yanran." A familiar voice called out. She turned to see Zhang Chao.
"‘Yanran’? It’s Wang Yanran to you." She crossed her arms, her tone icy. Proud by nature, she only softened around Ye Chuan.
If not for the alliance between their families, she might’ve slapped him already.
"Even more stuck-up after hitting ninth rank," Zhang Chao muttered, then gestured at the rift. "Monsters already pouring down. What’s the plan?"
"We’ll clear them from the outside inward." Wang Yanran assessed the gathered warriors before giving the order.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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?!
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
