"What's going on? I heard the game is going down for maintenance for an hour tonight?"
"Seems like some nasty bug popped up that needs fixing."
"No way." Soon, every player in the game received the announcement about the one-hour maintenance. But even just an hour felt unbearable—like having ants crawling all over them.
Over in Nolan Village, the Sky Eagle Guild got the news too.
"Maintenance? At this crucial moment? I was just about to go hunt some skeleton monsters!" Su Qiao had already geared up and gathered a team of over a thousand players—
Not to deal with Ye Chuan, but to take on the Skeleton Guards.
Skeleton Guards had predictable attack patterns and guaranteed a legendary equipment drop every time.
Might as well treat them like raid bosses—they respawned quickly anyway.
"Yeah, one hour. Something about fixing a bug."
"Fine, fine. It's just an hour."
Though unhappy, Su Qiao logged off after hearing it’d only be a short downtime.
When maintenance began, all remaining players were forcibly kicked out, leaving only the game’s native inhabitants behind.
And right at the entrance of Nasker’s Catacombs—
A towering pillar of light erupted.
From within it, a figure slowly emerged.
"Ha! I refuse to believe this boss is as tough as they say!" The figure was a heavyset man, every piece of his gear gleaming with golden light—each one a top-tier epic item!
Not only were their stats absurd, but they were also enhanced to +31!
This was the admin equipping himself!
"Come on, let’s see just how strong this bugged monster really is." The man raised his shield and sword, striding into Nasker’s Catacombs.
Just then, a rustling came from a nearby grave mound—a skeletal creature lunged at him.
The man instantly blocked with his shield, and the moment they clashed, golden light flared, obliterating the skeleton instantly.
"Tch, scared the hell outta me—suddenly popping up like that." The man chuckled, then confidently pressed forward.
Nothing could stop him now. Even when monsters touched him, they were instantly shredded by his counter-damage.
Finally, he reached the Skeleton Guard.
"How the hell does a measly level 15 mob get this big?" Shaking his head at the towering undead, he stepped closer—triggering its aggression.
"ROOOAR!!!" The Skeleton Guard opened with a deafening roar.
Terrifying shockwaves rippled outward, but the words "IMMUNE" floated above the man’s head.
"This gear negates most debuffs. You won’t knock me back." Grinning, he leaped high and smashed his shield down onto the Skeleton Guard’s skull!
CRACK! The sound of shattering bone echoed as the Skeleton Guard’s head was crushed under the impact.
The massive corpse collapsed, dissolving into dark energy.
"Won’t even take an hour—I’ll clear this whole place in thirty minutes!" The man pushed deeper. His target wasn’t this Skeleton Guard, nor did he care about its legendary drops.
The real boss waiting inside was what he wanted.
After cutting through corridors and swatting aside more mobs, he finally reached the central hall.
A figure sat atop a throne.
The moment their eyes met, the man barked, "Hey! How the hell did you turn into a level 60+ boss?!"
The skeletal king rested its chin on one hand—though it lacked a face, its posture radiated amusement.
Because Ye Chuan was busy studying the man’s dazzling golden gear.
"Interesting. How’d you get your hands on that gear?" Ye Chuan rose slowly as he spoke.
"Oh?" The man tapped his sword against his shield, surprised the boss responded. "You’ll find out soon enough!"
"Shield Charge!"
Golden light erupted around him as he shot forward like a freight train, shield aimed straight at Ye Chuan!
Shield Charge forced a 10-meter dash, ignored crowd control, and stunned anything it hit for seconds.
But the admin’s gear amplified it—1000% more range, plus a 30-second stun duration.
Yet his plan failed instantly. Ye Chuan blinked away, reappearing far in a distant corner.
The man crashed into the throne, smashing it to splinters.
"You’re not a normal player, are you?" Ye Chuan’s question froze the man in place.
Monsters didn’t use the term "player." To natives, players were either "Outlanders" or, more derogatorily, "Undying" or "Calamities."
Hearing Ye Chuan say "player," the man’s eyes widened. "You’re a player?!"
Or a virus?
"Just a skeleton, really." Ye Chuan didn’t hesitate—he opened with Cognitive Corruption.
Instantly, dozens of "IMMUNE" markers flooded the man’s status bar.
"Huh?" Ye Chuan blinked in surprise.
Both were stunned. Each "IMMUNE" represented a blocked debuff—meaning Ye Chuan had just tried to inflict dozens at once.
What kind of nonsense was this?
"You—you—" Before the man could finish, Ye Chuan snapped out of it. Cognitive Corruption was supposed to be unblockable.
Had he encountered another conceptual-tier ability?
"No, maybe my skill level’s too low." Ye Chuan raised his hand again. "Cognitive Corruption."
Another wave of "IMMUNE" markers.
"Cognitive Corruption."
More immunity spam.
"HAHAHAHA! Useless! My necklace grants absolute debuff immunity—unless you outlevel me!" The man laughed wildly as the text continued to flood his screen.
And his sword could one-shot Ye Chuan anyway.
"Cognitive Corruption."
"Cognitive Corruption."
The immunity markers multiplied until they engulfed the man entirely, blocking his vision.
"Enough!" Annoyed, the man decided to end this farce and delete Ye Chuan’s bugged existence.
But the moment he took a step—his body locked up.
"What’s… this?"
Crack. A fissure split his immunity necklace. Then—snap—it shattered.
"Cognitive Corruption." Ye Chuan grinned. "My concept overrules yours."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
