Zhao Chenyang lowered his head: "The system told me that earning a large amount of points could help revive her. I believed it because their methods were beyond my comprehension... Master, you too?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "That 'large amount of points' is me."
"Ah?"
Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes: "Ah, my ass! You came here without knowing anything?"
"Little Hei!"
Little Hei nodded: "I see it."
In the next moment, Zhao Chenyang saw a dark shadow suddenly emerge behind his master. The shadow extended a tentacle at lightning speed, stabbing toward his system. Before he could even react, the tentacle dragged out a small, round mechanical device.
"Master? What is this?" Zhao Chenyang panicked.
Fang Zhiyi smacked him: "You're the worst disciple I’ve ever taken on! And you dare talk about love? Her soul is trapped, and you’re still playing the devoted lover?"
Zhao Chenyang froze, then slowly raised his head in disbelief, locking eyes with the floating girl beside him.
The girl trembled slightly: "A-Yang..."
"Little Li!"
"A-Yang..."
"Enough, shut up," Fang Zhiyi cut them off.
"Since I’ve intervened, we don’t have much time. Listen carefully." Fang Zhiyi glanced at the male lead in the distance, who was deep in thought as he watched his companions being strung up and whipped.
"In the original plot, these two worlds merging couldn’t be undone. The only solution lies with the male lead."
Zhao Chenyang nodded, then added, "Master, he’s my disciple now."
Fang Zhiyi nearly kicked him: "You—fine, whatever. It’s his fate... He must guard the boundary between the supernatural world and the human world. In exchange, he’ll gain immortality, but it’ll be a painful existence."
Zhao Chenyang lowered his head.
When he first saw Li Dong, though he knew he was the male lead, he also saw a reflection of his younger self. To condemn such a vibrant young man to guard the passage between worlds?
"But since you took him as your disciple, how can you, as his master, let him bear this burden?" Fang Zhiyi continued.
"?" Zhao Chenyang looked up.
"Your system’s gone now. You get what I mean?"
Zhao Chenyang’s eyes slowly lit up.
"You, Little Li, right?"
The girl bowed to Fang Zhiyi, who waved her off. Not bad—this disciple’s wife was decent.
"I’ve researched it. The energy from the supernatural world can restore this girl’s physical form... but you’d have to stay there." Fang Zhiyi studied his disciple’s expression.
Zhao Chenyang jumped up: "Then it’s settled!"
Fang Zhiyi startled: "Settled, my ass! Do you even know how to do it?"
Zhao Chenyang shook his head blankly.
Fang Zhiyi sighed: "Honestly, even I don’t know." His gaze shifted to Li Dong.
Li Dong, standing far away, suddenly felt a chill. He looked up at his master and the infamous violent maniac Fang Zhiyi. After a moment, he shrank his neck—something didn’t feel right.
Under Fang Zhiyi’s arrangements, the investigation team participated in several scripted scenarios, their performances leaving the supernatural beings utterly fascinated.
Though the team returned to the real world unharmed, everyone except Zhao Chenyang and Li Dong sported bruised faces. No matter how they were questioned, they refused to speak.
Years later, Li Dong, who had been following his master in battling supernatural threats, sensed the convergence point between the two worlds again. Eventually, he found the place from his dreams—the junction where the two worlds connected.
But his master seemed even more excited than he was, even volunteering to guard the spot himself.
Supernatural creatures occasionally appeared there, hostile toward the sudden human presence. But Zhao Chenyang remained calm—his master had taught him what to do.
"Just write down the worlds you’ve visited for them," Fang Zhiyi had said.
Zhao Chenyang didn’t fully understand, but he obeyed. Sure enough, the supernatural beings soon regarded him as a new storyteller. The supernatural company his master had contracted with quickly sought him out—they didn’t care if he was human, as long as he could make them money.
With these stories to consume, the supernatural beings lost interest in human games. Zhao Chenyang was clever—soon, he began adapting long romantic dramas, wuxia series, spy thrillers, and palace intrigue plots.
This led to a constant stream of supernatural visitors, their fanaticism surpassing even the fervor his master had once inspired.
Zhao Chenyang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Meanwhile, Li Dong stayed the course. With his master guarding the junction, he focused on severing the scattered connections between the two worlds to free his master. His original path was completely rewritten, forming a new storyline.
Two years later, he visited his master, who excitedly introduced him to his new "master’s wife"—a gentle girl. In the house hung a portrait of a man Li Dong didn’t recognize. His master called him "Grandmaster."
Li Dong told his master he had found a way to sever the two worlds.
It was the last time he saw his master, who chose to stay behind—for love, he said.
Li Dong didn’t understand, but after a kick to the rear from his master, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Years later, in a supernatural school:
"I solved it! I solved all of it!" A ghastly-faced female supernatural being shrieked.
The elderly supernatural teacher on the podium was even more ecstatic: "You finally solved it!"
"Quick, check if my answers are right!" The female being flailed. "I can graduate now!"
The teacher paused. "You could’ve graduated anytime."
The female being froze.
During the second phase of the supernatural invasion, Fang Zhiyi abandoned his usual tactics, adopting ruthless methods to win multiple trials. But in one confrontation, he was overwhelmed and corrupted by supernatural forces.
Li Lei, an American contestant, joined Dragon Nation, changing his name to Zhao Chenyang and leading the fight against the supernatural.
The following year, the supernatural trials gradually ceased, but supernatural beings still infiltrated the human world.
Zhao Chenyang led the investigation team deep into the supernatural world. No one knew what they encountered, but in the years that followed, supernatural activity dwindled until it vanished entirely.
Zhao Chenyang disappeared.
Li Dong, as his disciple, took up his master’s unfinished mission.
The era of the supernatural came to an end, and the beings faded from human memory.
—Excerpt from Blue Star History: The Supernatural Calamity (Required Reading)
"Mom, is this history real? What are supernatural beings?" a child asked.
The woman replied, "I’ve never seen one. Maybe it’s just ancient superstition? People back then were ignorant and superstitious, so they believed in strange things."
"Oh... Mom, can I watch TV after finishing my homework?"
The woman patted his head. "Yes, but no short dramas!"
"Why?"
"That's not for your eyes."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
host is extracting the Celestial Bone of the Destiny's Female Lead! The Destiny's Great Villain System has successfully bound!] Mo Tianxiao: "Destiny's Great Villain? Me?" Looking at the radiant Celestial Bone in his hand and the beautiful woman lying on the bed, Mo Tianxiao felt somewhat confused. How could he, a law-abiding citizen, become a villain? Mo Tianxiao: "Fine, villain it is then. With the system here, even a Chosen One isn't unbeatable." [Ding! Detected 18,653 Chosen Ones in this world. Please seize the destiny of all protagonists to become the true Destiny's Great Villain!] Mo Tianxiao: "Seize how many?! What kind of lousy great villain is this? I'm a perfectly good citizen!"
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
