Ye Qingya remained silent for seven or eight seconds on the other end of the phone, then responded, "Alright, I got it. I'll have the Intelligent Brain cancel real-time location monitoring on you."
"But you should be careful from now on. Contact me anytime if you need anything. I'll help you."
Yan Dongxu felt that this girl wasn't bad, "Thank you too. I'll say the same to you, feel free to contact me anytime you need help."
Ye Qingya chuckled, "That's for sure. You're now a formidable spatial ability user. It's an honor to be friends with you."
Yan Dongxu suddenly realized and asked directly, "You knew I awakened my spatial ability a long time ago, didn't you?"
Ye Qingya lightly murmured in agreement.
"We've had many instances here showing abnormalities in your trajectory."
"We recorded the entire battle between you and Du Sen from White Moon's satellite, you're quite impressive."
Yan Dongxu: "..."
After hanging up the phone, he began meditating in the room.
For some reason, after sitting for a while, he always felt uneasy.
Thoughts of Mu Xiaoxiao whom he had met today, and the gate of hell she summoned, kept flashing through his mind.
He took the leftover red wine to the bedroom, took a few sips, trying to calm himself down.
Suddenly, he sensed a figure within a kilometer radius.
It was Mu Xiaoxiao.
Mu Xiaoxiao stood calmly on the street, waving towards the direction of his house, as if inviting him over.
Yan Dongxu stared at her, wanting to ignore her.
But when Mu Xiaoxiao moved forward again, the ground suddenly cracked, and lava rolled in the cracks, like a land of hell.
He dared not continue to ignore it, and teleported in front of Mu Xiaoxiao.
With spatial ability shielding, he felt immense danger.
Mu Xiaoxiao took out a black iron plate from her pocket, stained with dried black blood.
"Join us."
This was the first time Yan Dongxu heard Mu Xiaoxiao speak.
Her voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion, matching her cold and expressionless face perfectly.
"Do you want me to join Death Coffin?" Yan Dongxu was very surprised, wondering what this was all about?
Death Coffin should consider him an enemy, after all, the deaths of the two Ten Generals were related to him.
Instead of seeking revenge, they offered an olive branch. What does this mean?
The iron plate was thrown over, and Yan Dongxu caught it steadily.
Then Mu Xiaoxiao turned and left.
"I... don't like you!" Before Mu Xiaoxiao disappeared, she said lightly.
Leaving Yan Dongxu puzzled.
"Do I care if you like me? I don't even like you." He threw the iron plate onto the nearby grass.
He didn't want to have any dealings with Death Coffin.
After teleporting back to the house, he prepared to continue meditating.
But when he glanced at the table, he was astonished to find that the black iron plate he had just thrown away appeared on the table.
He used spatial ability to sense the location where he had just thrown the iron plate and found that the iron plate was indeed gone.
What the hell?
Playing teleportation right under his nose?
He threw the iron plate out of the window again.
Under his observation, Yan Dongxu noticed that when the iron token was about to touch the ground, a fiery red spatial channel appeared, sucking the token away. Then, a flash of red light on his bed and the token reappeared there.
Yan Dongxu was internally shocked, suspecting it was Mu Xiaoxiao's doing.
Could it be that girl also possesses spatial abilities?
"No one can desecrate the Token of Coffin three times. If you wish to die, feel free to try," a cold male voice appeared beside him.
Yan Dongxu was startled, using his spatial abilities to check, but found no one in the room.
"Stop looking, you won't find me!"
The man's voice vanished, making Yan Dongxu's hair stand on end.
He realized that the two individuals who appeared today were the ruthless characters of the Death Coffin.
He was unsure how many more such individuals were associated with the Death Coffin, which was indeed terrifying.
Yan Dongxu's figure flashed, appearing on Zhao Yunyun's bed.
As soon as he appeared, he felt something pressing against his lower body.
Looking down, he saw a surgical knife resting on his "brother."
"Sis, don't mess around! I didn't mean that, don't misunderstand," Yan Dongxu was sweating cold, immediately taking out the Token of Coffin and waving it in front of Zhao Yunyun.
Upon seeing the token, Zhao Yunyun's expression changed.
She put away the surgical knife, getting up solemnly. "Where did you get this thing from?"
Yan Dongxu recounted his experience just now.
After listening, Zhao Yunyun gasped.
"Do you know what this thing represents?"
"I have no idea!"
"The Token of Coffin is only held by the Ten Generals. Possessing it allows one to deploy members of the Death Coffin to do their bidding. Of course, except for the Ten Generals and the Coffin Masters."
"What? That's powerful?" Yan Dongxu was a little dumbfounded.
Doesn't that mean he now has the power of the Ten Generals of the Death Coffin?
"With the Token of Coffin in your hands, the Superhuman Alliance will probably have a headache. At least they won't trust you as much, and might even arrest you and throw you into the Forbidden Chamber."
"What I can be sure of is that you've been caught in the struggle between the Superhuman Alliance and the Death Coffin," Zhao Yunyun explained.
Yan Dongxu more or less understood Zhao Yunyun's meaning.
Now the Death Coffin has given him this broken token, which is equivalent to tarnishing his reputation. Even the Superhuman Alliance won't trust him.
As a spatial ability user, unable to be obtained by the Death Coffin, the Superhuman Alliance won't be able to get it either.
This move is indeed very sinister.
But the good news is that the Death Coffin won't bother him for a while.
After all, there's a hint of alliance, and it's impossible to send someone to kill him again.
This is also one of the few good news.
"The voice of the man you mentioned earlier might be the mysterious shadow of the Death Coffin."
"I've only heard of this person. There are rumors that he lives in a two-dimensional space, not in the same dimension as us. He's a terrifying killer. Uncle De should know more about the shadow."
Zhao Yunyun is very familiar with the circle of superhumans, after all, she has been in contact with it early on.
Yan Dongxu decided to ask Uncle De tomorrow morning.
Two-dimensional space is too creepy. Is that person named Shadow a painting?
"Sorry to disturb you, you keep sleeping, I'll head back first," Yan Dongxu said, bidding goodnight.
But he was suddenly caught by Zhao Yunyun.
"Since you're here, why leave? Doesn't big sister's presence soothe you?"
Zhao Yunyun said with a mesmerizing gaze, kicking off the blanket to reveal her long, fair legs.
"Big sis, stop fooling around! You're not like that in my heart!"
Yan Dongxu nervously swallowed, attempting to teleport back to his own bedroom using his spatial ability.
However, to his astonishment, his ability malfunctioned.
"Heh, feeling powerless without your ability? Turning into an ordinary person? Don't worry, big sis will be gentle," Zhao Yunyun smirked.
Yan Dongxu felt his consciousness gradually fading, realizing he must have fallen victim to Zhao Yunyun's poison, a true venomous beauty.
'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.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!
