The old woman looked completely embarrassed. No, you...
Fang Zhiyi nodded repeatedly. I know the rules. Come on, let's go to my house to get the money!
The man who had walked over quickly reached out to help his old mother up, looking at Fang Zhiyi with uncertainty.
Let's go! Let's pull off another one! Fang Zhiyi was clearly a bit excited, the kind of excitement one gets from running into an old acquaintance.
For a moment, the two of them almost thought Fang Zhiyi was part of their gang.
No, no, forget it. I'll just sit here for a while longer. You go on home first, child. The old woman plopped back down on her rear.
Why?
The man sighed. Kid, no one tries to scam the same family twice. Besides, you don't even have any money... Just hurry up and leave.
Fang Zhiyi frowned. Are you looking down on me or my family?
No, no, no! You're so young, why are you trying to help people up? Hurry up and go to school!
I insist on helping you up.
Hey? Hey? The old woman was shocked. What kind of brat spends all day trying to help old ladies up for no reason?
They weren't stupid. Once was enough. If they did it again, not only would the police get suspicious, but if that fat guy crushed them solidly one more time, they'd be dead!
And so, the three of them started pulling and tugging at each other on the street.
Eventually, the old woman grabbed her son and ran away as fast as she could. However, they didn't expect that as soon as they changed locations, this kid would follow them like a lingering ghost.
For an entire day, Fang Zhiyi trailed behind them, absolutely determined to help the old woman up, while the old woman was absolutely determined not to let him.
We were wrong, okay? We quit! We're going back to our hometown tomorrow! The man was on the verge of tears. What kind of world was this? Who falls for a scam once and then rushes back for a second time?
Taking advantage of a moment when Fang Zhiyi wasn't paying attention, he dragged his old mother into a taxi and fled.
Fang Zhiyi felt a bit disappointed. Don't they say strangers the first time, friends the second? I was hoping they could scam some more and split the cut with me.
Little Hei commented, You're really dreaming.
What else can I do? How am I supposed to face the apocalypse without a single dime? Thinking of those mutants, Fang Zhiyi still felt a bit of dread. With their speed and power, even he couldn't guarantee his survival.
I'll just have to think of something, Fang Zhiyi sighed.
Fang Zhiyi didn't cause any trouble that day, nor did he even go home for dinner. It wasn't until the evening that Fang Jianshu found out Fang Zhiyi had eaten at a restaurant outside their residential complex using his name.
This infuriated him, but when he turned his head, he saw Fang Zhiyi holding a white porcelain cup. With a slight squeeze, cracks appeared on the cup, and then it shattered all over the floor.
Would those mutants survive this kind of blow?
Little Hei thought for a moment and nodded. This apocalypse is more terrifying than any before. Localized damage won't be enough to kill them.
Fang Jianshu didn't know what Fang Zhiyi was thinking. He just stared at the cup crushed by bare hands. Hesitantly, he picked one up himself and squeezed with all his might, but the cup didn't budge.
Alarm bells rang in Fang Jianshu's mind.
He hadn't paid attention to his eldest son for far too long. When did he become so terrifying?
Was he really possessed?
Aside from his apprehension, Fang Chengci was completely terrified of Fang Zhiyi. When Fang Zhiyi barged straight into his room and started rummaging around, he didn't dare utter a single word.
Fang Zhiyi was also a bit surprised. The money this guy had lying around was much more than his entire net worth!
The original owner of this body really was treated like a stray.
The Fang family fell into a bizarre atmosphere. The previously lawless Fang Chengci became much more well-behaved, while Fang Zhiyi started acting recklessly, looking exactly as if he had been possessed by his younger brother.
But the Fang parents couldn't do anything about him. As soon as he stepped out the door, he reverted to being that polite, good child. The neighbors and the shop owners at the complex gate all liked him.
The most crucial thing was that he kept taking things outside under Fang Jianshu's name. With just a few words, he could make people sympathize with his situation. Everyone knew the Fang family played favorites, but they hadn't expected it to be this bad. Even if Fang Jianshu tried to explain, all he got were eye rolls from the crowd.
Sometimes people are just like that; they only want to believe what they want to believe, Fang Zhiyi shook his head. Of course, you can't blame me... I didn't have a choice.
He was only doing a few things now: farming goodwill outside, beating up Fang Chengci at home, and occasionally doing some good deeds, like bringing a mother and daughter who had been swindled out of their money home for dinner, or taking beggars home to make his parents give them money.
Over time, Fang Jianshu couldn't take it anymore.
Take it! Let me tell you, this is all the money you get! Sign this agreement right now!
He threw down a severance agreement to cut off their father-son relationship, which already had his signature on it.
Originally, he had planned to make Fang Zhiyi work for a few more years to support his younger brother, but now, it seemed this Fang Zhiyi had turned into a chaotic demon. If he let him continue wreaking havoc, the Fang family would be ruined!
Even though Mother Fang objected, he resolutely made the decision.
Fang Zhiyi cheerfully signed his name, while Fang Jianshu gnashed his teeth. Don't you regret this later! You won't get a single piece of this house in the future!
Fang Zhiyi knew the score perfectly well. I'm afraid you never planned to give me a single piece from the very beginning, right? Stop pretending.
Before Fang Jianshu could speak, he dragged his luggage out of his room and swaggered away.
Of course, when faced with the neighbors' inquiries, Fang Zhiyi sadly revealed the fact that he had been kicked out of his home.
This completely ruined the Fang family's reputation.
That guy has been reborn! Little Hei suddenly perked up.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. The timing is quite perfect...
Ah! Ah! Flailing his arms wildly, Meng Bufan suddenly sat up in bed, his entire face heavily contorted. But when he saw the scene before him, he instantly froze on the spot.
The terrifying mutants were gone. Was he... in his own room?
He instinctively picked up his phone to check. When he saw the time on the screen, Meng Bufan's eyes instantly widened.
After a long while, he began to laugh maniacally.
I've been reborn! I've been reborn!!!
The neighbors downstairs were badly startled.
What crazy fit is that kid upstairs throwing again?
I don't know, ignore him. He doesn't even have a proper job. I heard he just stays home watching cartoons all day.
His brain must be rotting from watching all that.
After his ecstasy subsided, Meng Bufan forced himself to calm down. He tried hard to recall the exact time the apocalypse arrived in his past life, then picked up a calendar and circled that day heavily with a red pen.
There are still three months, he muttered to himself. Thinking of his experiences in the apocalypse, Meng Bufan grew a bit excited. You all look down on me? Hmph, this time I'll let you know who the real Chosen One is.
He often read various novels and watched anime; whoever gets to be reborn is definitely the main character!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
