Zhao Manqi was feeling very frustrated, and she could only hide at home, not going out.
Fang Zhiyi was also very frustrated. Every time he tried to get close to the female lead, he would be warned by the sound of muffled thunder.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Was this world's natural order so protective of the female lead?
What nonsense!
But then, his eyes lit up as he thought of a new idea.
Xiuniang was a lonely ghost who couldn't be reincarnated. Fortunately, the property left by her ancestors was still there, so she had a temporary place to stay. However, starting a few years ago, people would always run over in the middle of the night, holding glowing objects and looking around. She was naturally timid and could only hide every time.
Over time, Xiuniang got used to it. Sometimes when those people came in and talked to the strange objects in their hands, she would also lean in to look. Some characters she didn't recognize; they seemed different from what she learned in her previous life, but after seeing them a lot, she could understand the meaning.
But the person who came the other day was a bit strange. As usual, Xiuniang wanted to leave some traces for these people called "streamers" to help with their explanations. She always found it very amusing to listen to them talking nonsense with a serious face.
But that person was different. Xiuniang always felt that person seemed to be able to see her, so that day she just hurriedly left a footprint and hid.
It wouldn't be good to be seen.
The quiet house received guests again after a few days. A little bald man walked in at midnight, holding a phone.
"Brothers, this is the place Fang Zhiyi came to before. I will retrace Fang Zhiyi's steps and uncover the mysteries for you one by one."
Many people in his livestream room were spamming.
"Streamer, you're awesome."
"Are you also going to Yuying Middle School?"
"Following first."
The bald man grinned, watching the rising follower count. He would never go to that place; he was just using it as an excuse to gain followers! Even if he went, he definitely wouldn't be like that previous fool; he'd at least bring a whole crew!
"Previously, Fang Zhiyi discovered the footprint right here," the bald man zoomed in with his camera. "Look! The footprint is gone!"
People in the livestream room exclaimed in surprise.
The bald man pondered for a moment and analyzed, "Looking at it this way, there's one possibility."
"Tell us!"
"What possibility could there be? Someone else wiped it off?"
Having built up enough suspense, the bald man said, "That is, Fang Zhiyi faked it!"
He glanced at the now boiling livestream room and continued, "He probably came here beforehand to scout the location and created a fake to grab your attention. This is quite common in the streaming industry." The bald man paused, "But he's already dead, so let's just leave it at that."
He had planned this before coming. He would start by debunking fakes. He wasn't afraid of people cursing him; that's exactly how he made a living!
But his words offended Xiuniang, who was peeking around nearby. Xiuniang, with her hands behind her back, was watching his livestream. When she heard that the person who came last time had died, she felt a bit sorry. But hearing this person say the footprint she left was fake made Xiuniang anxious. After all, she was just a young girl when she died and still had a bit of a spoiled temper.
Xiuniang suddenly stood in front of the bald man, pointing at his nose. "You're talking nonsense!"
But the bald man couldn't see her at all.
Xiuniang truly didn't know how to curse. She struggled for a long time, her face turning even paler, but couldn't utter a single word.
Then she got a bit angry. When angry, she thought of a way: shake the small tree nearby to scare this streamer. But just as her hand touched the tree, a hand grabbed her collar and yanked her back.
Xiuniang was stunned for a few seconds, then saw a somewhat familiar face.
"Ah! A ghost!"
Fang Zhiyi looked at the struggling Xiuniang and sighed. "Says the one who is a ghost herself."
Xiuniang paused. "Oh, right. You are... a streamer?"
Fang Zhiyi corrected, "I was, when alive."
"You... how did you become a ghost? Why did you come here?" Xiuniang fired off questions like a machine gun. "Do you want me to help you fulfill a wish? Ah! Do you want to force me to marry you???"
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "What kind of nonsense is all this?"
Xiuniang said with an innocent face, "That's what those other streamers always said."
Fang Zhiyi understood. This was yet another confused ghost who had been misled.
"I need you to help me with something."
Xiuniang looked at the bald man chatting with his fans, then looked at Fang Zhiyi, thought for two seconds, and nodded in agreement.
Fang Zhiyi was a bit surprised. "Aren't you going to ask what the help is?"
Xiuniang shook her head. "Anyway, I'm tired of watching livestreams. I want to go see something else. But can you take me out?"
As an earth-bound spirit, she couldn't leave this place.
But that wasn't a problem for Fang Zhiyi.
Half an hour later.
"See that house? The one with the lights on." Fang Zhiyi, floating in mid-air, pointed at a distant window. Overhead, there was a faint rumble of thunder.
Xiuniang was already dazzled. She never imagined the city could be so bright at night! And there were such tall, tall buildings!
"Hey?"
Xiuniang snapped back to attention. "Ah? Oh, what?"
Fang Zhiyi pointed in that direction again. "See it?"
Xiuniang nodded.
"Go over and take a look."
Xiuniang obediently floated towards it, looking around as she went.
Suddenly, a crack of thunder exploded overhead. Xiuniang didn't react in time, only feeling herself being pulled. When she came to her senses, she was already far away.
"What happened?" she asked, bewildered.
Fang Zhiyi, however, narrowed his eyes, staring into the distance.
"Fine, fine, playing it like this, huh?" It seemed that sending a ghost to mess with the female lead wouldn't work either.
But then, his eyes lit up again. Fang Zhiyi pulled Xiuniang and left the place.
At this moment, Zhao Manqi was nervously hugging a stuffed toy, looking at the refined man in a white shirt before her.
"Who are you?"
The man looked at her. "Didn't you summon me here?" He walked over to the table, his fingers tracing over the crooked ghost-summoning talisman the female lead had drawn.
Zhao Manqi widened her eyes. "You're a ghost??"
"Yes. My name is Shen Yan." Shen Yan looked at the notes Zhao Manqi had written. Having just lost his old haunt, he suddenly had a new idea.
Although different from the original plot, Zhao Manqi still met Shen Yan. The slight difference was that Shen Yan's approach carried some other purpose.
Zhao Manqi suddenly remembered. "You are! I saw you in a livestream! You're the ghost from that school!"
Shen Yan looked at her. "Yes."
"Why are you here?" Zhao Manqi mustered her courage to ask. "Are you here to kill me?"
Shen Yan inexplicably found her a bit noisy, but still patiently said, "I don't kill women." He glanced at Zhao Manqi. "Especially beautiful women who can't even tie up a chicken." Shen Yan thought no girl disliked being called beautiful.
But it was as if a certain switch had been flipped in Zhao Manqi.
"What are you talking about? Women are weak and can't tie up a chicken? You think men are so great? Don't think women are just objects! I can't stand men like you!"
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."
] [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!"
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.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
