Going out.
The Mute Academy.
As usual, Ye Chuan followed his younger sister to the academy. Boarding the bus, his gaze swept across the seats, only to find no one else on board.
The absence of people was the biggest problem. No matter how bright the sunlight outside was, the interior of the bus still felt eerily cold. Ye Chuan glanced toward the driver’s seat.
The driver’s back was turned, but his arms were a sickly grayish-white.
"Brother?" The white-haired girl beside him leaned closer.
"Ah, it’s nothing." Ye Chuan sat down with his sister, who immediately snuggled up to him, pressing herself against his side—he even shifted slightly to make it easier for her to cling to him.
"Brother~"
"Hmm?"
"Can you… not go looking for the basement?" Her voice carried a pleading tone.
"Why?"
"It’s not safe there. You just need to stay with me. We can be together forever…" Her words seemed to carry an obvious implication.
If he stayed with her, he’d be safe.
"No." Ye Chuan refused.
"Ah…"
Ye Chuan wasn’t worried about danger—after all, if he died, he’d just return to the real world.
But who would compensate him for losing a legendary-tier item?
Right now, his goal was to tear this dungeon world apart, dig three feet into the ground if he had to, just to get his hands on that red question mark.
He didn’t know what its effects were, but since it was mentioned alongside the Chaos Undying Body and the Holy Grail, how weak could it be?
"……" Hearing his refusal, his sister’s eyes dimmed with disappointment. She glanced around before finally tugging at his sleeve in silence.
Arriving at the academy gates, students filed inside one after another.
Their faces remained expressionless, their movements stiff and uniform as they entered the school.
[Growth]
The stone plaque above the entrance still hung there. Though Ye Chuan didn’t understand what the word had to do with the Mute Academy, the red characters looked as if they had been painted in blood.
"Brother, I’m going to class." His sister’s mood was low, and she seemed reluctant to let go. "Brother… can we still go home together this afternoon?"
"Sure."
"Okay, it’s a promise then." She smiled. "Brother, don’t wander off."
"Mm." Ye Chuan nodded as she skipped away happily.
This scene, however, sent chills down the spines of the players entering the school behind him—they watched in horror as Ye Chuan chatted and laughed with what appeared to be an unidentified mass of flesh.
"That guy… really is a monster." Even Tian Xiaotian had to admit it. Despite the daylight, the sight made her skin crawl.
But why did he look so much like that legendary player she remembered?
Could it just be a coincidence?
"……" If not for the fact that her items were restricted, Tian Xiaotian would’ve tossed a gold bar at him to test the waters.
But experience told her it was better to avoid trouble than invite it. If she caught his attention, her life could be over.
"Let’s go. We shouldn’t be late."
"Right." Tian Xiaotian and her companion exchanged a glance before heading to their classroom.
After parting with his sister, Ye Chuan also returned to class.
……
Lunch break.
Ye Chuan immediately made his way to the school field. Now that he knew the basement was here, he was determined to find out what was inside.
Even if he couldn’t enter, his Magic Glasses would let him see something.
But as he walked toward the field, his actions drew the attention of many.
Even the live chat began scrolling—
[What’s he doing at the field? Does he know where the basement is?]
[Probably. This player’s going for the basement clues.]
[Hehehe, what lies ahead is hell. If he dares to go in, he’ll trigger the Mute Academy’s second phase.]
[The earlier insta-kill traps could be dodged, but the basement is a guaranteed death.]
[And here I thought this guy had potential. Turns out he’s just another idiot who doesn’t understand the rules.]
[Last time someone triggered the second phase, didn’t it wipe out all the players?]
[Yeah. Better to just survive till day seven.]
To the observers, Ye Chuan’s trip to the field was no different from a death sentence. But unaware of this, he arrived at the field without hesitation.
It was lunchtime. Ye Chuan circled around to the back of the bleachers and finally spotted the locker room.
"Interesting. Found it at last."
The locker room door was locked, an ominous, rotting stench seeping from within.
"Click." With a flick of his wrist, Ye Chuan summoned his revolver.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" A rapid series of shots shattered the lock into pieces.
"Crrk!"
He yanked the door open.
Inside was pitch black—no lights, no windows, just a few rusted lockers that looked like they’d spew out monsters if opened.
Ye Chuan silently put on his Magic Glasses. When he looked again, several of the lockers glowed red.
"An ambush?" A smirk curled his lips as he raised his gun and fired.
After the gunfire subsided, the locker doors swung open, and several deflated skins slumped out—monsters that had been lying in wait.
"Hmm." After confirming the area was clear, he was about to step inside when a voice froze him in place.
"Student, what are you doing?"
Ye Chuan turned to see a familiar old man glaring at him.
The principal!
"Lunch break is for resting. What are you doing here?" The principal took a step forward. Despite his short stature, his presence was overwhelming.
"I wanted to jog during lunch, so I came to change clothes." Ye Chuan forced a smile.
"Do you know what’s inside?" The principal stepped closer, his skin straining as if it couldn’t contain his body, tearing sounds faintly audible.
Ye Chuan could tell—this monster was nothing like the ones he’d faced yesterday.
Silently, he prepared to blast the principal with his Air Cannon.
"Brother!"
A voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned to see a gray-haired girl sprinting toward him, frantic enough that she hadn’t even noticed one of her shoes had fallen off.
"Principal, my brother just got lost! He didn’t mean to wander off!" She stepped between Ye Chuan and the principal.
"……" The principal’s swollen body shrank back to normal.
He stared at the girl for a long moment before slowly turning away.
"Rest during lunch. Don’t wander around."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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!
