"Big Boss, we've arrived. Just ahead is the Ninth Safe Zone!"
Led by a local guide, Chen Yi and Ye Ancai finally reached the outskirts of this world's human settlement.
Of course, the two could have entered directly—after all, there was nothing on this continent capable of stopping them from bulldozing their way through!
But that would have been too arrogant. They were here to explore, not to destroy. If they scared off the hidden 'Key to the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Realm,' finding it again would be a hassle!
As they approached the Ninth Safe Zone, a refreshing breeze greeted them. The towering defensive walls were faintly lined with greenery, exuding an atmosphere of vitality and thriving life.
Entry into the safe zone was strictly regulated, requiring not only blood tests but also a series of identity verifications to prevent high-level E'Mo—intelligent demonic entities—from infiltrating and causing chaos.
Naturally, none of this posed any challenge for Chen Yi and Ye Ancai.
The two strolled through the security checkpoint as casually as if returning home, while the third-tier superhuman guards remained oblivious to their presence—utterly unaware!
Only Liu Bi and Dai Yuanshan could see them, leaving the pair momentarily stunned before being swiftly apprehended by sharp-eyed guards who suspected they were infected with the E'Mo virus!
Despite their desperate protests, the guards trusted their own eyes like an infallible ruler.
They immediately dragged the two off to the advanced inspection channel for verification.
Meanwhile...
Inside the safe zone, Chen Yi and Ye Ancai felt as if they had truly returned home!
This place was a world apart from the ruins outside!
Clean asphalt roads stretched before them, vehicles powered by special energy sources glided silently past, and bustling streets teemed with people in T-shirts, white shirts, pleated skirts, and floral shorts paired with flip-flops...
An AI server at a milk tea shop beckoned customers with a sweet synthetic voice, while in this highly advanced technological setting, elderly artisans still manned stalls crafting sugar figurines.
Holographic projections shimmered outside subway stations, and people could summon smart operating systems with a mere gesture—playing games, watching movies, or listening to music anytime, anywhere...
Where was the apocalypse in all this? If not for the man-eating E'Mo outside, this could easily be mistaken for a highly developed technological world!
The strange yet familiar sensation left both Chen Yi and Ye Ancai momentarily dazed.
"Ding dong~ Hey there, friends! Why just stand around looking lost? Need any help?"
At that moment, an intelligent trash bin seemed to detect their presence and greeted them with a voice prompt directed at the air.
"Hey, this is kinda fun!" Ye Ancai's interest was piqued. He fished out a useless but top-grade spirit stone from his pocket and stuffed it into the trash bin's "mouth."
"Ding! Thank you for your contribution... Zzzzt—Unable to process. Detected as high-grade energy ore. Please check if you've made a disposal error?"
The smart trash bin shuddered before spitting the spirit stone back out.
"Hah, it won't even take it! Let me see what else it can do..." Ye Ancai grinned, retrieving the spirit stone before tinkering with the bin. Discovering it could connect to the local network, he instantly lit up like a five-thousand-year-old child.
Understandable—before his transmigration to the Moyun Continent (where he'd died from overwork), he'd been a hardcore internet addict. He'd missed this feeling for ages.
The chat groups back home were monotonous, limited to discussions about cultivation. Without gossip columns, forums, or torrent sites, he'd been deprived of the thrill of surfing the web.
Even Chen Yi couldn't resist copying a random passerby's smart terminal to browse through various feeds.
[Hope Forum]
[Pinned Post: "Alert! Updated List of Infected Characteristics"]
[Hot Post 1: "Shocking! What the School Beauty of Superhuman Academy Was Doing Before Awakening!"]
[Hot Post 2: "Anyone Else Hearing That Mysterious Broadcast at 11 PM Every Night?"]
[Hot Post 3: "Looking for Friends? Drop Your Info Below—Love Might Be Just Around the Corner!"]
[...]
Just as Chen Yi and Ye Ancai were engrossed in their browsing...
Liu Bi and Dai Yuanshan, having undergone advanced testing, finally caught up.
"Alright, enough scrolling. Time to get down to business!"
"Okaaay~~"
Chen Yi pocketed the smart terminal without hesitation, while Ye Ancai reluctantly released the trash bin.
Though both could instantly comprehend everything in the world, that was like wolfing down a meal—akin to Zhu Bajie eating the Ginseng Fruit without tasting it. Only by savoring each detail could they truly appreciate the brilliance of netizens' wild ideas, finding them increasingly fascinating.
Still, this was merely seasoning for their mundane lives—a quick indulgence was enough. The real mission took priority!
"Kid, don't worry if you can't remember the tattoo parlor's location. Later, I'll activate your tattoo. Just follow your instincts, got it?" Chen Yi said calmly, eyeing Dai Yuanshan.
"Got it!" Dai Yuanshan nodded solemnly, his eyes flashing with both eagerness and hesitation.
He longed to see that sweet-smelling tattoo artist sister again... but feared what this big boss might do to her.
A dilemma.
But there was no choice.
This big boss had saved both his leader and himself!
Sorry, sweet tattoo sister... my leader comes first. I'm about to betray you...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
