"Brother, I'll head back first. Let's go home together after school."
"Sure." Ye Chuan responded, watching his so-called "cheap little sister" head downstairs to her own classroom.
In a daze, he thought he caught a glimpse of something blood-red, but it vanished in an instant.
"..." Ye Chuan rubbed his eyes, keeping his expression neutral.
When he turned around, however, he noticed fearful gazes peeking through the classroom windows—something he hadn’t expected.
What’s the meaning of this?
The other players looked at Ye Chuan as if he were a monster—now they finally understood why he could confront the principal without consequences.
He was a monster! One of their kind!
Otherwise, how could he calmly embrace that writhing mass of red flesh and tentacles?
Most couldn’t even get close, let alone reach out and hug it.
In their eyes, Ye Chuan had already been categorized as one of the grotesque creatures—an enemy, not a fellow player.
"Good thing I didn’t go say hello," Tian Xiaotian thought from a distance. That wasn’t the expert she remembered—or maybe it wasn’t even him anymore.
The Ye Chuan she knew could make monsters explode with a single glance. There was no way he’d hug one.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
She had considered calling out their secret code to confirm his identity, but now she abandoned the idea entirely.
Ye Chuan ignored the other players. His goal was to find the basement or the lab, but since he didn’t know the way, he started wandering aimlessly.
The school wasn’t small, but since he was looking for a basement, he naturally headed to the first floor.
After circling the hallway, though, he found no stairs or elevators leading downward.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, with no one in sight.
A casual glance into the first-floor classrooms revealed rows of students sitting motionless, their faces blank like lifeless dolls.
As Ye Chuan wandered, the live comments from unseen observers exploded—
[Was that red thing just now a monster? Never seen it in this dungeon before.]
[Probably a variant. Gotta respect this guy for keeping his cool and hugging it, though.]
[The spawn points have rules—you’ve gotta play your role in the "family," or you’re dead.]
[I’ll give him credit. Hope he lasts a little longer.]
[No chance. If you’re not back in class within a minute of the bell, it’s a guaranteed death flag.]
[How many bullets does that revolver even have? Most monsters don’t care about bullets.]
...
Ye Chuan couldn’t see the barrage of comments from the "adventure world" outside, nor did he know about the existence of these observers. Even if he had, he wouldn’t have cared much.
Just don’t peek when I’m showering.
As he continued his search for the lab, a teacher passed by—a heavyset man with square-framed glasses, moving sluggishly.
"Student, class is about to start. Why aren’t you in your room?" he asked casually as they crossed paths.
"Yeah." Ye Chuan didn’t answer, simply walking ahead.
But after a few steps, he glanced back and noticed the teacher following at a fixed distance, eyes locked onto him.
Almost like he was waiting for something.
Ye Chuan mentally reviewed his actions. Had he triggered some rule?
Didn’t seem like it. If not, then the teacher was probably hoping he’d break one.
Ding-dong, ding-ding, ding-dong-ding~
The school bell blared through the hallway speakers.
The sharp chime shattered the silence, followed immediately by the sound of fabric tearing. Ye Chuan turned to see the teacher transforming into a monster.
His body swelled to twice its size, muscles writhing beneath his skin like living creatures. His pace quickened, teeth sharpening into fangs!
"Student, it’s time for class~" The monster’s voice trembled with barely contained glee. "Latecomers face punishment!"
As the creature closed in, Ye Chuan also sensed countless hidden eyes watching him—the feeling growing stronger by the second.
Whispers seemed to coil around his ears.
Expressionless, Ye Chuan raised his revolver and fired.
The gunshot echoed sharply through the hall, the bullet punching a bloody hole in the monster-teacher’s skull. Yet it kept coming, even flicking out a grotesquely long tongue that lashed through the air!
"STUDEEEEEEEEENT!!!!!!!!"
It lunged, but Ye Chuan sidestepped smoothly. The monster crashed into the wall with a metallic clang.
"Student, where are you going?"
"Student?"
At the same time, Ye Chuan realized the hallway was now packed with a dozen more teacher-monsters—each more horrifying than the last. One had a neck stretching meters long; another dragged itself forward on writhing tentacles where its legs should’ve been.
They closed in, tightening the space around him.
"Guess you can’t roam during class hours," Ye Chuan muttered, retreating swiftly.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Without hesitation, he emptied the revolver.
Bullets flew, but only one monster collapsed.
CRASH!
A classroom window shattered beside him, and a black tentacle shot out like lightning, smacking the revolver from his grip.
The gun skidded across the floor, landing far out of reach.
"Oops. I’m unarmed now."
"HE’S UNARMED!" The monsters surged forward in a frenzy.
But the moment they neared, Ye Chuan smirked—and pulled out a pitch-black bazooka.
"Psych. Never run out of weapons."
The air cannon charged, and in an instant, an invisible shockwave erupted, pulverizing the horde of monsters ahead.
Watching their remains melt into sludge, Ye Chuan strolled over to his revolver and picked it up.
The hallway fell silent again.
Kneeling, he rifled through the leftover monster skins for useful items.
"Huh?"
Finally, from one of the husks, he retrieved a small booklet.
[Rules for Teachers of the Silent Academy—]
1. Teachers must correct misbehaving students—by any means necessary.
2. The principal’s word is absolute.
3. The basement entrance is in the first-floor locker room. No students allowed.
4. We are all striving for long...
The rest of the text was torn away.
"At least there’s a useful clue." Ye Chuan pocketed the booklet—then froze.
The far end of the hallway was now packed with figures.
Dozens of teachers stood there, faces ghostly pale, lips curled into unnatural smiles.
Ye Chuan said nothing.
He raised a middle finger.
F you.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
