A police car with blue and white markings roared down the wide road, sounding its siren all the way.
The other vehicles made way when they saw the patrol car coming, stopping at the side of the road.
The drivers craned their necks to watch the patrol car drive away, some taking out their phones to take pictures of the back of the car to post on social media, while others called their friends and relatives in concern. Still others began reading the hot news reports from the city.
Those who lived near where the patrol car was headed still remained oblivious, continuing on with their peaceful daily lives.
"Viewers, it sounds like there's a siren up ahead! Let's go take a look," said Zhou Hai.
Zhou Hai was a big and burly man with a booming voice.
He held up his phone, turning the camera slowly around to give a view of his surroundings, before fixing it on the road up ahead for a few seconds to make sure the livestream viewers could see. Then he turned it back to point at himself.
He was standing among rows of residential towers, with people coming and going about their business. There were also cars parked by the roadsides that took up much of the already narrow passageways.
As Zhou Hai interacted with his livestream viewers, he couldn't help wondering to himself.
He hoped it wasn't too powerful a monster, otherwise even an E-class superhuman like himself could be in mortal danger just from being at the scene.
The viewers thought differently though. They watched superhuman livestreams to see monster battles - the more chaotic the better.
Comments flew quickly across the livestream:
[Wow, it can't be a Dimensional Intrusion if the patrol team was dispatched. Must be Class C or higher monster!]
[Not necessarily, patrol gets sent out for anything that appears in the city.]
[The probability is tiny though. For a low-class monster to sneak into the city without getting detected by the patrol squads, at least Class C.]
[Haven't you guys read the news reports about the monster pet scandal in the next city recently?]
[I just read up on the news. *sucks teeth*...what were those people thinking?]
[We'll know once the streamer gets there. I bet it's Class C.]
Zhou Hai carefully squeezed through crowds of seniors waiting outside the supermarket for discounted groceries before picking up his pace.
He read the viewers comments guessing the monster levels and joined in hyping things up, casually changing the stream title to something more clickbaity at the same time.
"Once we get past this crowd, I'll use my powers to get to the scene quickly. Take your guesses now on what level you think the monster is. If lots of you guess right, I'll do a 188 RMB giveaway later," said Zhou Hai.
Zhou Hai's superpower was superspeed. While not as flashy as superpowers focused on attacking, it was a perfect match for his job as a streamer.
He could easily carry his camera right up close to film monster battles, and also retreat quickly if needed.
With the streamer's encouragement, the commenters grew even more unhinged.
[I bet Class E. If I win I'll do my homework.]
[You just don't wanna do your homework, don't you?]
[I bet it's Hand Class S! If I win I'll go see King Yama! (doge)]
Class S...betting on something impossible just to say you'd go see King Yama if you won? Zhou Hai had to laugh. Most of his viewers were locals. If a real Class S showed up it'd send them all to see King Yama together.
Comments filled up the screen and viewer numbers kept climbing. Soon the stream was trending hard.
Seeing the hype building, Zhou Hai stopped wasting time and activated his powers, dashing off towards where the patrol car was headed.
Before long, he arrived at his destination. As usual, he panned his phone camera around to show the surroundings.
Similar to where he'd come from, it was just after work hours so rows of lifeless looking office workers were trickling out from the residential blocks. They massaged their shoulders and shuffled around with dead fish eyes.
Some were carrying bags of meat and vegetables, having just returned from shopping at the noisy wet market nearby.
A day's work had numbed their senses. Seeing the police car parked outside their compound, it took a while for them to react.
By instinct they halted in their tracks first. Then realizing something was up, they hurriedly called home.
Zhou Hai recorded all this with his phone camera, before showing his superpower license to the officers guarding the area to get in.
The livestream commenters were more lively than Zhou Hai. While he was traveling they started madly spamming comments.
[Oh no, could there be monster hoarders even in our city?]
[How dare you accuse? Monsters eat humans, it's common sense! Of course residential areas would be monster buffets!]
[Why are you comparing yourselves to food?!]
[I'm actually laughing like a mouse here!]
Upon entering the residential area, Zhou Hai became extremely alert despite only being one level below the suspected Class C monster.
Superhumans and monsters have power levels from SABCDE. Every two levels is considered a separate tier, with DE as low tier, going up accordingly, mid tier, then high tier.
An untrained non-combat E-class would be no different from a normal human. But an E-class monster could easily overpower an E-class superhuman in sheer physical ability alone.
Not to mention they were only guessing Class C. No telling if it might be an even higher class monster.
"Show some support with free gifts for your streamer who's risking his life to show you all this! Just what level is this monster? Big bro Zhou will take you to go find out!"
They called him "Lao Zhou" which sounded like the word for waves, but the commenters insisted on intentionally calling him the homophone "Lao Lang" or big bro wolf instead. After a long time Zhou Hai just gave in.
Hey, it helped earn money...
Zhou Hai cautiously ventured deeper into the residential area. The camera slowly panned forwards as the viewers finally stopped their merrymaking for now.
The narrow, dim corridors between blocks were oppressive. Zhou Hai's footsteps echoed sharply against the concrete ground.
[Oh no, I'm feeling a bit nervous now!]
[Nervous already? I'm not a scaredy cat, I've seen A-class before through the screen!]
[You mean you've only seen an A-class monster through the screen right?]
[Hahaha, no need to point that out!]
Beyond what his phone camera could show, Zhou Hai turned his attention to the congregation of uniformed people up ahead. This was the protective barrier of the city - the Patrol Team.
Zhou Hai quickened his steps to get closer to them, while still remembering to hype things up.
"Hey look, there's the Patrol Team up ahead. Means the monster must be near them. Uhh...just wanna make clear your big bro here isn't getting closer for the hunky uncles' fanservice or to leech off their sense of security! Definitely not."
[We understand, we understand!]
[So shy!]
[What shy, he's just being truthful!]
[Who cares about the uncles, gimme cute girls!]
Seeing the comments, Zhou Hai searched for a bit before pointing his camera at one of the female Patrol Team members.
Among them, a young woman with her hair tied in a ponytail exuded a clear, stern aura. She directed the scene energetically, currently holding a radio and saying something inaudible from too far away.
Her pretty features didn't detract whatsoever from her impressive height and commanding presence. No one on scene doubted her competency.
Sensing someone approaching to film her, her sharp gaze swept over. After confirming the person wasn't a threat she continued directing the scene.
[Daaamn, sis I'm available!]
[Sis can consider me, bro here is also available!]
[Good lord, I tripped on my pants right after entering stream!]
[Stop looking at the babe, streamer look above!]
Seeing this comment, Zhou Hai hurriedly tilted his head up while adjusting his camera.
A giant spider was crouched in the shadows above. Six single eyes stared quietly at the people below. Most unnerving were the two biggest eyes, which were closed, looking extremely similar to human eyes instead of a normal spider's.
Its eight legs were also drastically different from regular spiders, shaped almost exactly like human arms and hands instead.

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?"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”