The sudden commotion quickly spread across the internet.
Upon receiving the news, countries around the world instinctively looked to the horizon, trying to figure out what Qi Yuan was up to.
Yu Anhe sat in his office, facing the expectant gazes of others, and waved them off, "Don't even think about it. Do you really think you're the big shot here?"
He knew his subordinates didn't necessarily represent him, but were those politicians treating them like fools?
Reality isn't like a sect where the strongest becomes the leader. Good people might be willing to step back, but that doesn't mean they enjoy being pointed at with a gun.
The conflict between Superhumans and ordinary people, some might have meddled in it.
Now they dare to target Qi Yuan? How arrogant can they be?
They claim they won't interfere, just want to understand.
Who do we think we are?!
Do they really think Qi Yuan doesn't know what's going on in his office?
If he doesn't speak up, it's because he doesn't want to.
"But... what about international image and relations?"
Yu Anhe shooed them away like flies, "Deal with it however you want! This matter is settled, don't bother me."
...
On the other side, Qi Yuan's pitch-black eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, looked particularly eerie, though no one noticed.
A sizable black hole was pulling everything around it, including the debris of buildings smashed by a giant beast, and them...
"What is this thing, capable of sucking in consciousness!"
The Elder was shocked. If he hadn't already separated from his body, his expression would certainly be quite lively now.
Seeing his clansmen's forms being distorted by the suction, he quickly erected a barrier instead of gathering Spatial Element.
"Interesting, an invader who can manipulate the power of our world."
The Old Man's avatar stroked his beard and said.
What the avatar could sense, Qi Yuan could too. Based on the feedback, he had a rough idea of the reason.
These invaders carried a chaotic force.
Just as the Elder was about to warn his clansmen not to be careless, the Old Man's next words instantly heightened his danger assessment.
"However, the will of the world is not something that can be easily bypassed. We can temporarily transcend the world's constraints."
The Old Man looked calm and composed, "The subordinates of the Stolen Operator are still people of our world, so the Great Operator hasn't opened permissions. But you are from another world."
The Elder's mind was racing, "So, you're saying your true strength isn't against the masked ones? Are we just outsiders?"
"Why waste words with them, attack," a cold female voice rang out. She held a ball of light in her hand, gently waved it, and the light shot through the night sky like a meteor, heading towards the colorful mists.
Inspired by her lead, others also moved, their actions large enough to give the invaders ample time to dodge.
The invaders quickly mobilized the surrounding elements to defend and evade the attacks.
Soon, they realized something was amiss.
The power was far stronger than they had known.
The high-end combatants of this world were more inclined to clean up monsters. Except for psychic Superhumans, they shouldn't have been able to harm them.
That light not only wasn't blocked but pierced through the Dark Element they summoned, heading straight for them.
The light grazed several mists, annihilating all the invaders it touched.
It was then that the invaders truly panicked.
"How could this be!"
Qi Yuan hovered in the air, taking in the invaders' reactions below, his mind filled with two words.
Is that it?
Although Qi Yuan knew that only he could casually crush these people. Without the rules he added that were effective against consciousness, these invaders were highly damaging and difficult to hit, a nightmare for ordinary people. It was like a ghost's dimensional reduction attack on ordinary people.
Qi Yuan used magic to defeat magic, which was naturally much simpler.
But he felt he had been deceived.
However, these people's sizes were far smaller than the giant figure he had seen, so keeping a live one was necessary.
His gaze deepened; if he was to keep one, it would be the most rational and intelligent one, the so-called Elder.
Thanks to the Ancient God Cult hiding in the suburbs, where there were almost no living people, they could act freely.
The Elder had no idea he was being targeted and organized a counterattack.
The air around them became moist, water vapor clinging to their clothes, and countless Water Elements were mobilized.
Clouds covered the moonlight, lightning flashed in the clouds, and a man-made storm was brewing in this part of the world.
Boom—
With countless giant lightning bolts falling, the sky was illuminated by countless flashes of lightning, making it hard to open one's eyes.
The sky seemed like a shattered jar, with water pouring down from it, the rain so heavy it was beyond a downpour, like being under a waterfall.
The Water Element washed over the land and returned to the sky, forming a circular flow without spilling out.
This was the result of their control.
Their reasons for awakening Superpowers were different from those of the people here; they didn't form domains to deal with monsters but pursued greater destructive power.
With just this move, Qi Yuan concluded that they indeed had the right to be arrogant.
Human Superpower domains couldn't cover as wide an area as monsters, and no one in the current global combat force could stop them.
Although this move also covered themselves, as consciousness entities, they wouldn't be harmed.
What a bunch of dogs!
Ah, I'm a dog too, so it's fine...
The Old Man's avatar had mentioned modifying permissions and the avatar's ability to harm consciousness entities. The Elder, thinking deeply, quickly deduced that the Great Operator at least had the ability to temporarily change world permissions.
So, Qi Yuan appreciated smart people the most.
He waved his hand, adding that lightning could affect consciousness entities to the world's permissions.
Such a good thing, guests should also enjoy it.
After collectively summoning lightning and Water Elements, the Elder handed over command to his subordinates and needed some time to create a spatial rift.
The news from the Fallen and Luo countries circled around, and they barely learned the details.
The Elder guessed that the connection between the Stolen Operator and his subordinates was a fragile space created by humans. He needed some time to create a spatial rift.
The Spatial Element continued to gather, and the experienced Elder at one point sensed danger, but before he could react, the "pain" transmitted by consciousness made him want to howl in agony, and his subordinates had already started wailing.
A memory almost forgotten surfaced; this was the pain caused by lightning to the body.
"Great Operator!!!"

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?"

] [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!"

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."