Listening to the gasps of the people around him, Fang Zhiyi's eyes also widened. Mo Xuan had actually gained the recognition of three gods, something that had never happened before in history.
At that moment, Fang Zhiyi suddenly had a strange feeling. He even felt that Mo Xuan was the child of destiny, as if the whole world would revolve around him.
To be honest, he was unconvinced in his heart. He had worked so hard, but...
When it was Fang Zhiyi's turn, he walked onto the stage, silently reciting the names of each god in his heart, and bowed devoutly before their statues. The final result was exactly as most people expected—no god responded to him.
Fang Zhiyi slowly walked down the stage. No one looked at him, no one mocked him, and no one comforted him. He was like a transparent person, as if someone like him truly deserved such an ending.
"Brother, it's alright! From now on, you can hang out with me!" A voice awakened the bewildered Fang Zhiyi. He raised his head and saw Mo Xuan. At this moment, Mo Xuan had two girls clinging to his side: one was the campus belle, and the other was Fang Zhiyi's former crush.
"Thank you, I'm fine. I just want to go home." Fang Zhiyi shook his head. It turned out that his earnestness and hard work were nothing but a joke. He remembered a teacher once telling him that a successful person is made of ninety-nine percent sweat and one percent luck. Now he understood that it should actually be ninety-nine percent luck.
He had studied every subject diligently, he had devoutly believed in the gods, he had so wholeheartedly harbored a crush on that girl... Everything, all of it, was no match for a person like Mo Xuan. He was like a natural-born protagonist. The things Fang Zhiyi risked his life for but still couldn't obtain, Mo Xuan could always get simply by reaching out his hand.
Fang Zhiyi returned home. His parents were very happy to see him back and specially cooked a table of food that wasn't particularly lavish. At this moment, Fang Zhiyi let it go. He felt that what his parents had said from the very beginning was right—living a plain and ordinary life was quite good too.
He would learn how to be a repairman from his father, earn money through his own abilities, and in the future, he would meet a girl suitable for him, then get married and have children...
However, his peaceful days did not last long. One day, while Fang Zhiyi was heading to another district for house repairs, he suddenly heard a broadcast announcing that ability users were carrying out a sweeping operation in his home area. The reason was that followers of an evil god had infiltrated the neighborhood.
A bad premonition rose in Fang Zhiyi's heart.
But he was blocked outside the quarantine line. He could not afford to offend those ability users, much less cross that police line.
When the crisis was lifted, he was the first to rush in, only to see that a huge hole had been blasted into his dilapidated house. At this time, the staff were dragging out the civilians who had been caught up in the battle.
Yes, dragging.
He saw his parents. They had already become charred corpses.
"Dad! Mom!" Fang Zhiyi rushed forward madly, but the staff frowned and stopped him.
"Stop making a scene. We'll apply for compensation for you later. Go over there, get a number tag, and wait to claim the bodies!"
He stood there, devastated and lost, until he saw a familiar and exhausted figure.
"They were really cunning, actually hiding in a residential building."
"It was our captain who was decisive, directly using his ultimate move."
"With so many civilians around, how could he!" Mo Xuan was obviously very angry.
"Shh... Stop talking, Captain." Someone stopped him from complaining further.
At this moment, Mo Xuan noticed Fang Zhiyi. He was a bit surprised: "Fang Zhiyi!" He trotted over and reached out to pat Fang Zhiyi's shoulder. "Long time no see! I tried looking for you but you never replied. You live here? That scene just now, tsk tsk. What's wrong with you?"
He followed Fang Zhiyi's gaze and saw the two corpses thrown to the side. Immediately, Mo Xuan understood, and he became very angry: "How do you guys do your jobs? Is this how you treat the remains of the victims?!!"
His furious shout immediately made the previously cold staff become enthusiastic. Fang Zhiyi once again received his care. His parents were properly buried, and a larger compensation than what others received was placed into his hands.
Mo Xuan still maintained the appearance of a good older brother: "If you have any problems, come find me anytime! My condolences!" He wanted to say something else, but looking at Fang Zhiyi, he only wore a face full of helplessness.
An urgent order arrived, and Mo Xuan could only leave in a hurry.
"Captain, you are truly loyal to your friends."
"Being so close to ordinary people, Captain, I just can't see through you..."
Their voices faded away, but Fang Zhiyi's eyes gradually grew dark.
On this day, the protagonist Mo Xuan's most difficult opponent was born. That night, Fang Zhiyi knelt before his parents' graves for the entire night. When dawn broke, he stood up and walked towards the Northern Territory, the gathering place of the evil god's followers.
Without hesitation, he abandoned all his previous beliefs and devoted himself to the evil god. The evil god was not stingy with his power; Fang Zhiyi's desperate desire for revenge pleased him greatly.
Thus, Fang Zhiyi became a hidden chess piece buried in the royal capital.
However, this hidden chess piece failed to detonate in the end. Sensing that something was wrong with him, Mo Xuan easily broke through the siege that Fang Zhiyi thought was unsolvable. Then, Mo Xuan wanted to help Fang Zhiyi, in his own way.
Fang Zhiyi smiled miserably and shook his head: "Hypocrite."
Even though Mo Xuan tried to save his life, Fang Zhiyi was still executed. Standing in opposition to the gods, it was impossible for him to have even a sliver of a chance to survive.
"Hiss... A villain? This type is quite rare." Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and examined himself. His clothes were quite old. An open book lay before him, and he merely glanced casually at its contents, which were nothing more than the history and names of the gods.
Little Hei crossed his arms: "What happens next is even more interesting. This Mo Xuan actually received the blessings of twelve gods and attained immortality. At first, he was very satisfied with his immortality, but later he realized something was wrong. The women in his harem grew old and died one by one, yet he remained unchanged. The long years gradually twisted his mind, and he eventually became a tyrant." Little Hei gestured, "The kind who would casually rip out someone's kidney and eat it raw."
Fang Zhiyi asked with great interest: "The protagonist's retribution?"
"It might be a bit more complicated than that. Later, another young hero rose up and, after going through countless hardships and dangers, finally killed this tyrant and liberated the world."
"Let me guess, this protagonist was also schemed against by those so-called gods, right?"
Little Hei looked surprised: "I thought I could show off a bit."
"You underestimate who you're talking to." Fang Zhiyi pointed his finger at a sentence in the book before him.
Those who believe in the gods shall forever receive their protection.
"Looking at my clothes and the surrounding environment, the industrial level of this world is not high. That's normal, too. After all, in a world where abilities can be used, who would bother researching industry? The book mentions the history of the gods, and the absolute prerequisite for gaining their favor is to believe in them. Therefore, ninety-nine point nine percent of the people in this world must have absolute faith in the gods."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
