But just as the two were talking, Fang Zhiyi walked out from behind them, still looking as leisurely as ever. He lifted his foot and walked toward the stairwell. Some people saw him, their eyes darting around, unsure of what they were thinking. Others let their gazes sweep back and forth over the tightly shut doors of the apartments on this floor, as if making some kind of resolution.
Chen Rui didn't know what Fang Zhiyi was going to do. He hesitated for a moment, instructed Li Duo to close the door, and quickly followed him.
Their interactions over the past few days made him feel that Fang Zhiyi wasn't a bad person. He just had slightly higher standards for food; otherwise, he was a very casual and easygoing guy.
"Don't go looking for trouble, young man. Be careful not to bring disaster upon yourself," an old man kindly reminded him.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "Thanks a lot, sir. Have you eaten yet?"
The old man was taken aback. "I've eaten. I'm old and can't eat much, just a few bites will do."
Fang Zhiyi nodded, his feet still not stopping.
Downstairs, people were constantly running upstairs with their families in tow. Only Fang Zhiyi was walking down with a relaxed look on his face. Chen Rui followed behind him, feeling like his heart was about to pound out of his chest.
Many people looked at Fang Zhiyi, wondering what this young man was up to. Did he really have to go see what the commotion was about?
Soon, Fang Zhiyi disappeared from their sight.
"Hubby, we don't have much food left either, and the relief grain hasn't been distributed lately..." a woman muttered.
The man glanced at the daughter in her arms, his eyes turning fierce. "If worse comes to worst, we'll just do what they do..."
Several people around them looked over, clearly harboring the same thoughts.
"We're just doing it for a bite to eat, not to murder anyone for their money. Even if they look into it later, it won't be a big deal."
He seemed to be saying this to the people around him, but also to himself.
However, a sudden scream from the stairwell startled everyone.
"Who told you that you could just rob people in my territory?" Fang Zhiyi was currently stepping on a man's chest. Beside him, three other men were rolling on the ground in pain.
Chen Rui was dumbfounded. He had wanted to persuade Fang Zhiyi to mind his own business, but who knew Fang Zhiyi would just walk in and start fighting without a word? Those agitated robbers were easily taken down by him, and the crisp sound of breaking bones gave Chen Rui goosebumps all over his body.
A woman with disheveled hair was currently hugging her husband and cowering in the corner. She thought everything was over, but unexpectedly, a young man had suddenly appeared to save them.
"We really couldn't hold on anymore... If we could survive, who would want to be a robber!" a man cried and begged for mercy.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him. "Do you have a wife and kids?"
"Yes, yes," the man replied.
"Hmm..." Fang Zhiyi pondered for a moment. "That's good then. Otherwise, I'd be worried no one would burn joss paper for you in the future."
"Wh-what did you say?"
By now, some people had gathered at the door. The commotion just now had made many people curious, and emboldened by their numbers, they had flocked over. Seeing the scene before them, everyone was a bit shocked.
"F**k you, you little brat, just you wait! I'll remember you!" The bald man being stepped on by Fang Zhiyi was still cursing. As soon as he spoke, the smell of cheap liquor wafted out.
Fang Zhiyi looked at him. "Why should I wait?" The next moment, he simply bent down, grabbed the man's hair, and dragged him toward the balcony. The man struggled continuously, and the tough words in his mouth gradually turned into pleas for mercy.
But Fang Zhiyi didn't stop. Right in front of everyone, he threw the bald man over the edge. The scene was dead silent, and many people covered their mouths.
The man who had been thrown down was a Laizi. It was said that he had kicked his own parents out. He usually drank and gambled, and had a terrible relationship with his neighbors.
Little did they know, this Laizi would have been the first person to commit murder in the future. In the apocalyptic environment, he would have found his sense of purpose.
But it was fine now; he wouldn't need to keep searching.
Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands, as if he hadn't done anything just now. "I'm announcing something. From now on, this building is under my control."
He looked around at everyone. "Of course, anyone who objects can step forward now."
"How... how could you kill someone!" a woman stepped forward and accused him.
Little Hei crossed his arms. "Impressive."
Before Fang Zhiyi could speak, Chen Rui opened his mouth. "Lady, why didn't we see you when they were breaking in and robbing people just now? Now you're jumping out?"
"We can leave it to the police to handle their robbery! What right do you have to kill someone?" The woman directly counted Chen Rui as one of the murderers. "We don't need people like you in our building! You can't stay here!"
Chen Rui was infuriated. Although Fang Zhiyi's actions were a bit extreme, he was still saving people!
"Tell me, everyone, am I right? We won't live with murderers!" The woman felt she was completely justified, her face even flushing red. "Kick them out!"
Just as her voice fell, Fang Zhiyi grabbed her by the neck. His movements were extremely fast. Just like before, he dragged her straight to the edge of the balcony and casually tossed her down. A splash was heard. Fang Zhiyi nodded in satisfaction and turned his head back around. "Does anyone else think she was right?"
The crowd was horrified. The Fang Zhiyi before them had suddenly become an extremely dangerous existence. No one was willing to step forward and speak up.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at the other three men lying on the ground. "I'll give you a chance. Within an hour, I want to see all the residents of this building on the eighteenth floor. I don't care if you have to beg or invite them. If you fail to do so, you can go down and keep those two company." He paused. "You can also tell them what I did. I believe anyone who hasn't lost their mind will make the right choice."
He walked toward the door, and the crowd blocking the doorway parted on their own to make a path.
Chen Rui was somewhat terrified, just keeping his head down and quickly following behind him.
Not everyone showed up, but that was within Fang Zhiyi's expectations. Perhaps some people were afraid of him now, and others, like the original owner of his body, didn't dare to trust outsiders. It was all very normal. He opened the door to his own apartment and ushered the representatives of each household inside.
Everyone looked at the young man before them with some suspicion. Did they say he killed two people? Was it? No, it was one; it seemed that woman had been fished out of the water.
That was until Fang Zhiyi took out a hand-drawn map.
"Everyone knows the situation outside right now. Just waiting for rescue probably isn't realistic. There are so many victims, so we need to save ourselves," Fang Zhiyi said matter-of-factly. "Over the past few days, I've carefully observed the water levels outside and some of the surrounding landmarks, and I've roughly figured out a few places that might have supplies."
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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.
