What the f**k?
He's alive!?
A zombie, huh!
The police officer's eyes widened in disbelief.
He could barely believe what he was seeing.
The knife was stabbed right into his heart.
The man was lying motionless on the ground.
Yet with a flash from the flashlight on his phone, he came back to life?
Not only did he come back to life, he was full of energy.
He cursed without even pausing for breath.
In that moment, the officer suddenly had a thought.
Maybe...he was the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?
But just then, the man with the knife stabbed in his chest looked at the smiling 'extra' in front of him, baffled.
"Psycho!"
He was extremely frustrated.
The script the director had given didn't have this scene at all.
His role was to play a dead body.
No lines, no movement, it was the easiest role imaginable.
Who would've thought some nutjob would suddenly come over
and pry open his eyes without a word.
He shone the flashlight on his phone right into his eyeballs.
The bright light shining directly into his eyes really hurt, it was excruciating.
It left his brain buzzing.
At first he endured it so as not to disrupt filming,
although it really hurt, he didn't move an inch.
But who the hell could have imagined.
That the guy would just keep on shining it, and was preparing for a second round?
Was he trying to blind him!?
After cursing and venting for a bit.
The extra suddenly realized.
The director didn't seem to have called cut on this scene yet.
Because of his outburst, they'd have to reshoot the scene.
Looks like he wouldn't get a lunchbox today...what a shame.
He slapped his face in frustration and said:
"Bro, next scene when you shine your light on me, don't do it for so long, I really can't take it! I'm playing a dead body, not really dead, who shines a light like that? You almost blinded me."
"Huh?" The officer was confused.
What was the situation?
Seeing the officer's expression, the extra was even more annoyed.
"Piss off, just looking at you is annoying!"
Having said that, the extra left the kitchen.
The moment he stepped out of the kitchen, he immediately put on an apologetic expression: "Director, sorry, I...where's the director?"
Director???
The police were baffled.
What director?
And this guy had a fruit knife stabbed in his chest, yet he was jumping around like nothing happened?
Everyone in the villa, including the police, the scammers, and the extras, were confused.
They looked at each other, bewildered.
They desperately needed someone to explain
exactly what was going on here.
The atmosphere in the villa suddenly became strange.
After over ten seconds.
One of the extras asked: "Where's the director? Why hasn't he called cut?"
Police: "???"
Criminals: "???"
What was he talking about? What director?
After another ten seconds or so.
One of the officers said into his earpiece: "Captain Zhang, I think these people's mental state is not quite right, do you think we should prepare to drug test them..."
Outside remotely commanding and overseeing the operation, Captain Zhang frowned.
"Mental state not quite right? What are the specific symptoms?"
"That guy has a fruit knife stabbed in his chest but is still jumping around, saying he's looking for some...director, he probably thinks he's filming a movie!"
"Filming a movie?" Captain Zhang repeated.
He instinctively felt something was off here.
But he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
After all, he'd never encountered such a bizarre situation before.
Who could have a knife stabbed in their chest and still be jumping around so lively?
At that moment, Han Fei was by Captain Zhang's side.
So he heard Captain Zhang's words loud and clear.
Han Fei's face immediately darkened.
Without thinking, he knew this must be some nonsense Xu Mo had stirred up.
Han Fei was all too familiar with Xu Mo's tricks!
"Captain Zhang, those people are probably extras hired by Xu Mo. He definitely tricked them into thinking he was the director and gave them a script to follow. Tell your officers to not worry about the extras for now, hurry and arrest the scammers, and while you're at it, help catch Xu Mo too if possible."
Because this time, they were truly cracking down on criminals.
Han Fei couldn't barge in himself, so all he could do was offer his analysis.
Captain Zhang, who had already sensed something off about this situation, instantly understood after hearing Han Fei's words.
Even without Han Fei's reminder, after thinking about it some more he would have figured it out.
Although the situation was a bit strange, if you thought it through logically it made sense.
The reason Han Fei was able to realize what was going on slightly faster than Captain Zhang was simply because Han Fei was more familiar with Xu Mo.
The very next second.
Captain Zhang's voice transmitted into every officer's earpiece.
"Everyone listen up, the two groups of people in the villa right now, one group are extras hired by Xu Mo who know nothing, the other group are the real scammers. Don't worry about the extras, focus on apprehending the scammers first, and catch Xu Mo for me while you're at it!"
After Captain Zhang's explanation, the officers immediately understood.
"Received!"
"Script...director..." Wang Yue mumbled to herself.
By now, Wang Yue had also roughly figured out what was going on.
All that nonsense about chopping someone up and feeding them to dogs, it was all fake.
It was Xu Mo who had hired actors to put on a show for them!
She had felt something was off from the start.
Because these people in black suits didn't give her the impression of ruthless killers.
On the contrary, they seemed to be acting.
But even if she had this suspicion initially.
Wang Yue didn't dare to gamble.
After all, you only have one life.
If she gambled right, fine.
But if she gambled wrong.
She really might end up chopped up and fed to dogs.
However, after piecing together everything she had just witnessed and analyzing it.
Wang Yue realized.
These people really weren't ruthless killers!
They were goddamn actors hired by Xu Mo!
Realizing she had been tricked again, Wang Yue was furious.
She couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it! We've been played, these people are all actors hired by that bastard Xu Mo! Son of a b*tch, I better not see him again!"
After Wang Yue said this, the scammers also instantly understood. One by one they stood up.
The bald guy scratched his shiny, reflective head.
He was so angry he didn't know where to vent.
"What the f**k! Tricking me!? Where's Xu Mo? I'll chop him up and feed him to dogs today!"
The extras: "???"
How did things get so out of hand?
This wasn't in our script!
Seeing the scammers get up,
the police immediately trained their guns on them.
"Don't move, all of you squat down with your hands on your head!"
But to their surprise, the scammers who had been so cooperative just a moment ago were now entirely uncooperative.
The bald brute coldly laughed.
"Heh, still putting on an act for us?"
"You're threatening your daddy with a broken water gun?"
"Squat down and put my hands on my head? I'll put my hands on your motherf**king balls!"
"If you've got the guts, then shoot, let's see what your gun's loaded with."
"I bet your gun isn't even loaded with bullets."

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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?!