It stared blankly at the well for a moment, a trace of confusion showing on its heavily wrinkled face.
"Getting old..." Just as it turned back around, it found a face appearing right in front of its own, less than a centimeter away!
Even it was startled into a shiver: "You..."
"Hello."
Granny Yin froze, looking the person in front of her up and down. This was a living human, but why wasn't he afraid when he saw her?
Immediately after, she felt her entire body being lifted up by someone!
"No, no, no, no, no!" Her hands and feet flailed wildly. "You, what are you doing!"
Answering her was Fang Zhiyi's almost morbid smile. At this moment, he had already allowed that foul aura to circulate within his body. Sure enough, the nonsense written by that old fox was somewhat useful.
The bamboo basket on Granny Yin's back suddenly popped open; it seemed something was about to come out.
Almost simultaneously, a massive fist smashed into Granny Yin's face, causing her face to sway violently. Why could this person hit her? No, that aura just now... was the person in front of her of the same kind?
A look of confusion appeared on Fang Zhiyi's face: "Oh?" This thing could really take a beating. "What's that thing behind you?"
"Hahahaha, that is, that is my grandson. To think you dared to provoke me... He will tear you into eight pieces..."
Fang Zhiyi's gaze met the head poking out of the bamboo basket. He couldn't see clearly what it was. Fang Zhiyi only felt that he really wanted to beat someone up right now, of course, beating up a supernatural anomaly was fine too.
Granny Yin never expected to actually feel pain, and severe pain at that. In her furious rage, she continued to spit out harsh words. However, after making eye contact with Fang Zhiyi for a brief moment, the lid of the bamboo basket closed back up.
Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "What happened to your grandson?"
Granny Yin panicked a little: "Grandson! Come out quickly! Hurry! Take this guy and..."
The bamboo basket was unnaturally quiet.
"Let me ask you, how many people have you killed?"
Granny Yin's face was full of malice: "This entire village was my grandson's rations..."
"Bang!"
She felt as if her brain had flown a distance away. By the time she came to her senses, Fang Zhiyi's fist was close to her face once again.
"In that case... I'll just have to deal with you first," Fang Zhiyi said, enunciating every word. Granny Yin's face was filled with terror. Just what kind of monster was this?
The thick fog dispersed, and the long-lost sunlight shone down. The gloomy and cold aura that had permeated the air also faded away.
Seeing the thick fog in the village dissipate, the team members who had been waiting nervously outside rushed in one after another. Only Shen Yue remained preoccupied with heavy thoughts; the village was unnaturally quiet.
Suddenly, a teenage boy's crying could be heard. Everyone grew tense. At the entrance of a dilapidated courtyard, a boy was crying while holding a woman's corpse.
While Li Fei and the others were on guard, Zhou Hao had already approached: "Kid, are you alright?"
"He's literally holding a corpse and crying, and you're asking if he's alright." Zhao Lei's word count had increased.
The boy slowly raised his head, looking at the person in front of him, and then looked at Li Fei and the others not far away.
"Don't be afraid, we are Guardians, we are here to save you." Zhou Hao looked at the boy's state and sighed. These anomalies were too ruthless.
The boy stared blankly at the people in front of him, then his expression suddenly turned fierce: "Why are you only arriving now! You still have the nerve to call yourselves Guardians! If you had come a little earlier, my mom wouldn't have died!"
The sudden accusation left everyone stunned.
"Kid, don't say that. We rushed over as soon as we got the news. In this day and age, do you think we can just take an airplane here? We all ran here on our own two legs," Li Fei said.
The boy's eyes were bloodshot: "It's all your fault, you're the ones who got my mom killed! And the people in the village! They clearly..."
Zhou Hao couldn't bear it: "Alright, alright, stop crying. Let us help you bury your mom first, okay?"
"Get lost! I don't need your pity, you bunch of murderers..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Li Fei and the others felt their vision blur as a figure sped past.
Immediately after, the figure threw out a round object, which smashed right into the boy's face. With a bang, blood splattered everywhere, like a firework exploding.
"To think there was another anomaly!" Fang Zhiyi stood with his hands on his hips. "Good thing I got here fast!"
The boy slowly collapsed, already devoid of life.
"An anomaly?" Li Fei looked at his captain in astonishment.
The others also looked confused, glancing back and forth between the boy and Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi looked incredibly righteous, if it weren't for the black blood still smeared on his face.
"Why do I feel like the captain just wanted to kill him," Li Fei muttered. Shen Yue quickly interrupted his muttering: "Captain, are you alright?"
Fang Zhiyi turned to look at them and smiled: "I'm fine, not a scratch on me." He had already figured out the pattern of his powers and was currently overjoyed.
However, the very next moment, a sudden bolt of explosive lightning struck down. Caught completely off guard, Fang Zhiyi was engulfed by the heavenly thunder.
"Fuck, no one said I'd get struck by lightning for doing this..." Fang Zhiyi's entire body was smoking. He could clearly feel that foul aura within his body darting around wildly, seemingly trying to awaken him.
Just as he fell, a familiar shadow floated up unsteadily and forcefully withstood the second bolt of lightning.
A third bolt, a fourth bolt.
"How about we just cremate him this time?"
"A burial is more decent."
"The boss has such terrible luck. He finally got rid of those two annoying pests, only to get struck by lightning!"
"Is it because the boss killed that kid..."
"Shut up, that was an anomaly."
"Uh..."
Muffled conversations rang in Fang Zhiyi's ears. He tried hard to open his eyes, and then Little Hei's voice came from beside his ear.
"Holy shit, you're way too fierce. You just smashed the protagonist to death?"
"Protagonist? You... you didn't even give me the plot, how was I supposed to know who the protagonist is!"
Little Hei looked guilty: "I didn't give you the plot? I remember I gave it to you..."
Although Fang Zhiyi didn't open his eyes, Little Hei's tentacles transmitted the plot right into his brain.
This world was just like the original host's memories, but the plot provided by Little Hei was much more comprehensive. Against this backdrop, the surviving humans were still fighting for power. Although they were Guardians, there was still a hierarchy among them.
After Lin Wanxing joined the original host's squad, she would show off her overly saintly behavior from time to time. However, the original host was different from Fang Zhiyi; he only wanted to protect his squad, keeping them from dying at the hands of anomalies as much as possible, and preventing them from becoming sacrifices in the power struggle. He strove to survive in this narrow gap.
When facing that Face Spirit, Fang Zhiyi still suffered heavy injuries and was simultaneously infected by the Face Spirit's anomalous aura. However, he stubbornly held on and didn't collapse until reinforcements arrived.
Only Shen Yue knew his secret, but Shen Yue chose to hide it for him.
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."
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...
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
