For a time, the NPCs in the city screamed and hid everywhere. Some of the smarter ones even started packing their belongings, getting ready to flee. At this moment, one could tell NPCs and players apart at a glance. The players looked around with dumbfounded expressions; after all, they had never seen a scene of NPCs fighting each other before. Some people, in order not to drop their equipment upon death, took off all their gear and squatted by the roadside in their underwear, pointing and gossiping.
"Oh, that one, see the one holding the scythe? I placed an order with her before! She's super fierce! She carried me, killing from south to north. I got my quest items and even picked up several rare ores along the way."
"Holy crap, is this demon really that fierce? When I went to take a bounty before, his attitude was super nice."
"Why are they attacking the city?"
Very soon, they knew why. Several vicious bosses charged into the headquarters of the Nine Heavens Guild. The defenseless players could only watch helplessly.
"Damn, your guild is on fire."
"Yeah."
"You're not going to help?"
"Why would I go? Didn't you see that the Brotherhood of the Four Seas is also burning?"
"Hiss... this is..."
And what was even stranger was that these bosses who charged into the city didn't attack the players on the streets, as if they had a premeditated goal.
At this time, Lin Han was also facing a formidable enemy. Nameless and Xiaorou were both by his side, followed by the guild members he had just recently recruited.
"So they can't keep acting anymore, huh! Monsters are monsters, they finally exposed their true nature!" While Lin Han gritted his teeth, he was also somewhat eager to try. He was quite confident in his current strength.
Right then, the vampire Lily walked past their door and even deliberately stopped to take a look.
"She's coming! Be careful!" Lin Han made preparations for battle.
"Can't smash the boss's house..." Lily muttered, then turned around and left.
Lin Han didn't hear her words. Seeing her leave, a different kind of emotion rose in his heart. Was the other party looking down on him?? But looking at his small guild, he still had to show some momentum.
"Hahahahaha, she's scared!"
His laughter spread out, and the few admirers following Lily outside looked at each other in dismay.
Just as White Cloud City's defense mechanism reacted, the monsters that originally had the upper hand suddenly retreated all at once, without the slightest hesitation.
The NPCs of White Cloud City were a bit bewildered. In the past, monster sieges were generally accompanied by slaughter and destruction, but this time... what exactly did they come here for?
The Nine Heavens Guild was destroyed, the Brotherhood of the Four Seas was destroyed, the Raging Flame Guild was destroyed, and the vice guild leader was crushed to death...
Everyone was totally confused. What on earth was the Demon Gallery doing?
However, a rumor began to spread within White Cloud City.
"Lin Han? Who is that?"
"Do we have a grudge against him?"
"You said you heard that vampire call him boss?"
In the temporary headquarters of the Brotherhood of the Four Seas, Young Master Yan smashed the medicine bottle in front of him with a punch. "This bastard's ego has inflated again, hasn't it? Does he really think I'll let him go just because he sent over some junk?"
When thousands of players surrounded Lin Han's base, Lin Han was still in a daze.
"Really, that headless guy came in and just dumped the equipment, then left right after." Xiaorou's face was also full of confusion.
"Lin Han! In order for your own guild to dominate, you actually found thugs to deal with us? Are you crazy, kid?" A questioning voice rang out, and then the main door was smashed open by angry players.
"This..." Lin Han suddenly came back to his senses. A frame-up! It was a frame-up again!
"Guild leaders, I didn't do such a thing! How, how could I have that much money?" Lin Han hurriedly explained.
"Oh, so you mean the Demon Gallery dispatched all their thugs just to frame you?" Young Master Yan laughed.
"Yes, yes, yes, how could I associate with them? I'm not that shameless!" Lin Han said.
Half of the people present darkened their faces. There were hardly any people here who hadn't associated with Fang Zhiyi and the other monsters. What did this Lin Han mean?
"Yo, that's quite a lot of equipment. It looks like your armor, Old Lu." A guild leader teased.
Old Lu looked at the glowing armor on top of the pile of equipment, his face turning green.
"They even settled the payment for you, and you still say it wasn't you?"
"It really wasn't me, they're framing me, big brothers!" Lin Han was truly anxious. He had finally managed to climb back up and didn't want to go back to his old days.
"Everyone, everyone, listen to me for a second." Young Master Yan stood out, and all eyes turned to him.
"This kid really doesn't have the money to hire the Demon Gallery to make a move," Young Master Yan said.
Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief and finally revealed a hint of a smile.
"But this kid is friends with the Demon Gallery's boss, Fang Zhiyi, that skeleton. Back then, he also used this excuse to trick me into getting killed by that boss." Young Master Yan pointed at the equipment on the ground. "Then all the equipment went to them. Today and that day... how similar are they?"
"This..." Lin Han was unable to defend himself.
"I heard that when this kid founded his guild, you guys from Nine Heavens snatched their base? And Raging Flame, you guys seem to have had a conflict with them when recruiting people?"
Once suspicion arose, all past minor disputes would become ironclad evidence.
Lin Han suddenly burst into curses. "F*ck XXXXX!" Then he turned around and ran. He knew he couldn't clear his name now! Although he didn't know what exactly that boss had done, someone was definitely stirring up trouble behind the scenes!
"Chase him!"
"Hack him to death!"
"Kill him every time we see him!"
Lin Han, who had finally seen some improvement in his situation, was once again reduced from a guild master to a wanted criminal.
After this city siege incident, the Demon Gallery Group issued recruitment notices once again. But this time, the recruitment was aimed at players, recruiting high-level solo players and lifestyle players who had an obvious preference for life skills. This news instantly detonated several nearby cities.
Putting everything else aside, being able to breach White Cloud City and then retreat calmly proved the power of the Demon Gallery Group. Furthermore, what was even more attractive was that the Demon Gallery Group offered tempting compensation packages.
Player guilds basically did not pay their players a salary; even if there was a salary, it was only for those high-level executives with positions. However, Fang Zhiyi was very generous. Facing the players who wanted to apply, he immediately offered excellent compensation.
This operation confused the bosses under his command, but many solo players were overjoyed. Playing games could actually make money! And it was a boss in the game paying them!
Relying on the power of money, Fang Zhiyi quickly pulled together a guild composed of players. At the same time, their scope of business received another upgrade. As the frequency of auctions decreased, although the volume of boosting orders increased, the unit price was no longer as high as it was at the beginning. However, with the joining of this batch of human players recruited by Fang Zhiyi, the business scope of the Demon Gallery Group expanded once again, leaving his several core underlings absolutely in awe of him.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
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."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
