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."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
