"Where is it this time?" Fang Zhiyi asked casually.
"Let you experience the warlord era..." Little Hei suddenly paused and then frowned.
Fang Zhiyi found it a bit amusing. This guy imitated all his expressions and actions.
"I'm afraid it has to be changed," Little Hei said.
"Huh?"
Little Hei didn't explain. He dragged Fang Zhiyi into the whirlpool.
Fang Zhiyi woke up on the sofa. Looking at the messy room and the beer bottles scattered around, he reached out and pressed his temples.
There was only one country on this continent, which was the Northern Country, and Fang Zhiyi lived in a border city of the Northern Country.
The original owner was a young hooligan. When he was young, his parents divorced and remarried respectively, and no one was willing to take care of him. He grew up with his grandma. After his grandma passed away, Fang Zhiyi dropped out of school and entered society early.
What could a child do? Naturally, he made some "friends" in society. Starting from hanging out with the "big brother", Fang Zhiyi stepped into the underworld.
He had just come of age. His original big brother got into a conflict with someone and was beaten into a cripple, so their group dispersed.
Fang Zhiyi didn't know how to do other things, so he found a new "job", which was to be a debt - collecting junior at a loan - sharking company. Although the income was not high, he could feed himself and didn't have a family to support. Plus, he lived in the old house left by his grandma, so Fang Zhiyi could barely make ends meet.
This community was very old. There was no elevator, and the only security guard had only five teeth.
However, Fang Zhiyi still knew how to find joy in hardship. For example, watching the dramas in the building he lived in was an entertainment program he quite looked forward to.
Their building was the most peculiar one in the whole community. He lived on the third floor. Opposite his door lived a young couple. The man was foppish, and the woman was sharp - tongued. Their income was not high, but they lived a so - called "refined life" all day long. They often piled the garbage outside the door and looked at everyone with a sense of superiority. Especially when they saw a hooligan like Fang Zhiyi without a proper job, the woman didn't even try to hide the contempt in her eyes.
On the fourth floor upstairs lived a retired couple. It was said that their children didn't want to take care of them. The two of them often played the old - age card. They wanted to pick up everything they saw and take it home. Whenever someone said something, they would immediately pat their thighs and shout things like "young people don't respect the elderly". Fang Zhiyi had seen these two old people steal the cartons and fruits that others put outside more than once, and he even ran into them pretending to be injured in a traffic accident.
The family living on the second floor downstairs was even more of a weirdo. There were four people in the family. The grandma was extremely domineering and had a loud voice. If anyone offended her, she could stand with her hands on her hips in the yard and scold the person for hours. She was a typical shrew. The couple was extremely timid, especially in front of their mother. They were submissive and showed a selfish kind of cowardice when they went out. They only considered themselves in everything. Fang Zhiyi thought it was because of their ten - year - old child, Wang Xiaoqiang. Fang Zhiyi heard from his hooligan circle that people like Wang Xiaoqiang were "super - males", with excessive energy and strong aggression. He caused trouble everywhere all day long. Almost all the children in the community had been bullied by him. When the parents of the victims came to the door, they all chose to back off because of the grandma's explosive temper.
It was said that he had been expelled from school. He shouted that he didn't want to go to school, and Grandma Wang indulged her grandson. So this kid was idle all day long, even more unreliable than Fang Zhiyi himself.
Fang Zhiyi heard that the people in the community secretly ranked a "villain list". The Wang family was ranked first, the old couple surnamed Gao was second, and the young couple was third. As for the fourth, when they saw him, they stopped talking, which made Fang Zhiyi a little annoyed.
Although he had tattoos and didn't have a proper job, he hardly ever got into conflicts with others. Maybe it was because he thought they were neighbors, or maybe he thought it was unnecessary. Fang Zhiyi was often just an onlooker.
Until that family moved in. The neighbors of the Wang family couldn't stand their domineering behavior anymore, so they chose to sell their house and leave. The houses in the old community were cheap. A family of three moved here. On the moving day, Fang Zhiyi just came back from collecting a debt. He saw this family of three. The male owner looked honest and honest, the woman was gentle and virtuous, and they also brought a daughter who looked like a delicate little dumpling. Judging from their accents, they were from other places. Fang Zhiyi thought the girl was cute and teased her for a while. The girl smiled sweetly, but when the hostess saw Fang Zhiyi, although she was polite, there was obvious caution in her eyes. Fang Zhiyi was used to it. He didn't know how long this family could stay.
But when he was walking up the stairs, the little girl behind him suddenly asked his name.
"Fang Zhiyi," Fang Zhiyi turned around. He was always patient with children.
The little girl smiled sweetly and reached out to hand him a lollipop. "Brother Fang, my name is Li Tiantian."
Fang Zhiyi was stunned for a long time. The girl's parents just watched and didn't stop her. Fang Zhiyi reached out to take the lollipop and smiled at the girl, then quickly walked up the stairs.
This family was quite different from the previous neighbors. They didn't talk much. They would pick up the garbage that the neighbors littered and throw it away. They were very polite to others. Even when facing the unreasonable Grandma Wang, they always smiled. Unlike others, they didn't have a prickly attitude. Every time Li Tiantian saw Fang Zhiyi, she would shout "Brother Fang" loudly and share her snacks with him. Fang Zhiyi always felt that something inside him was gradually softening.
One time, Fang Zhiyi came back drunk and vomited all over the corridor. In a daze, he thought that he would be scolded at the top of their voices by those idiots again tomorrow. Who would have thought that someone would come to support him. When he woke up again, he was lying in a strange room. A woman was holding a bowl of steaming soup, and Li Tiantian's whole family was looking at him.
Fang Zhiyi had an urge to cry, but he held it back. He hadn't cried for many years.
Since that day, he secretly hoped in his heart that this family could live here safely all the time. However, a change occurred. As an offline debt collector, his job was not complicated. He just went to stand there and intimidate people to urge them to pay back the money. But that day, his boss, Brother Dong, informed him that he had got into a conflict with someone and asked him to come quickly. Fang Zhiyi rushed there without stopping. As a hooligan, he still had to have this damned sense of loyalty, just like in the movies he liked to watch. When the boss called, the little brothers would rush forward one after another.
Brother Dong also valued him especially that day and even let him lead the team. For a moment, Fang Zhiyi felt like he was moving up in the world.
The conflict took place in an old factory. Different from usual, both sides used real weapons this time. In the chaos, Fang Zhiyi heard someone shout "Someone's dead!" He was stunned. When he came to his senses, he had already been pressed to the ground by the riot police who had rushed over.
Because a group fight had resulted in a fatality, the arrested individuals confessed that Fang Zhiyi was the ringleader. Fang Zhiyi remained true to his sense of loyalty and didn't reveal a single word about Brother Dong. As a result, he was charged with organizing a brawl that led to someone's death and sentenced to seven years in prison.
In prison, Fang Zhiyi behaved himself. He was never an arrogant person to begin with.
Due to his good attitude towards reform and his active participation in prison activities, he was granted a reduced sentence.

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."

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.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

] [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!"