"Hehe, I unloaded another batch of expired medicine. That idiot insisted on buying it." Grey Dog found Fang Zhiyi, beaming with excitement.
Fang Zhiyi warned him, "You have to sign a contract for every transaction. Don't let them sue you for fraud later."
"Signed, it's signed! I always keep your words in mind!" Grey Dog looked as if he would go through fire and water for Fang Zhiyi. He could never have imagined how this kid's mind could be so full of twists and turns. When he helped his old mother back then, was it all for today?
"Uh, brother, what are you looking at?" Grey Dog craned his neck to look at Fang Zhiyi's phone. Fang Zhiyi didn't hide it: "I made some money, so I'm going on a trip."
"As you should, as you should," Grey Dog nodded repeatedly.
Fang Zhiyi instructed, "We'll stop playing with him from now on. He shouldn't have much money left anyway."
"Alright, then we'll..."
"Do you still want to keep running scams?"
Grey Dog froze for a moment, then hesitated before saying, "I've thought about it. I'll take my mother back to our hometown..."
"To run scams in your hometown?"
"No, can we move past the scamming thing?"
"Wait for me to come back. Take a break for a while. During this time, list out and organize all the industries you've come into contact with; they will all be resources in the future." Fang Zhiyi reached out and patted his shoulder. "You're willing to risk it all, you just lack a good platform. Trust me, you can earn a lot more than you do from scamming."
"Can we please stop bringing up the scams... Hey? I'll wait for you to come back then!" Grey Dog watched Fang Zhiyi walk away, feeling as though he had just met his noble benefactor.
Fang Zhiyi didn't expect to run into Meng Bufan again. At this moment, Meng Bufan was fully prepared, just waiting for the apocalypse to arrive. He was standing comfortably by the street eating an ice cream, looking Fang Zhiyi up and down when he saw him.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his tone far from polite.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "Going on a trip abroad. I should thank you for buying my canned goods earlier."
Meng Bufan almost burst out laughing. The apocalypse was right around the corner, and Fang Zhiyi was going on a trip abroad? Foreign countries would turn into a living hell just the same, wouldn't they? He suddenly felt a bit of pity. If Fang Zhiyi had used the money he took from him to buy supplies, he might have been able to survive for a little while. Who knew this guy was so clueless.
It was no wonder. After all, he wasn't a reincarnated protagonist like himself.
He waved his hand dismissively, and Fang Zhiyi walked away.
"Dad, I have to be with her!" a blonde, blue-eyed boy yelled into the phone, then viciously smashed it to pieces.
The girl beside him was very beautiful, her eyes full of charm. "York, will you always be with me?"
"Of course, I'd give up everything for you! If that stubborn old man won't listen to me, I'll just never go home!" York hugged the girl, completely ignoring the fact that they had several friends right beside them.
While the two were being intimate, an access card fell out, catching the girl's attention.
"What is this?"
York looked entirely unconcerned. "An access card for my dad's lab. It's a spare."
A short-haired boy nearby leaned in. "Oh, I know about this lab. I heard that place used to be haunted."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. My grandmother said a lot of slaves died there back in the day."
The bored young people, fueled by alcohol and hallucinogens, quickly decided to go check it out. York was a bit hesitant, but facing his girlfriend Lucia's expectant gaze, he gritted his teeth. "Let's go!"
The group got into their car and sped toward the lab located in the suburbs.
They cheered all the way, even terrifying some late-night pedestrians into dodging out of their way in a panic. The gang found this highly amusing.
After arriving at the location, they faced a dilemma. There were guards here, and getting in wouldn't be easy. Just as York was saying he knew a hidden passage, the short-haired boy from earlier was pleasantly surprised to find that the guards were not at the gate.
York was a bit confused; the guards here were supposed to be on duty twenty-four hours a day.
But his friends, who were already high, didn't care about that and walked straight through the main gate. York tried to talk them out of it, but was provoked when a companion called him a coward. He immediately marched to the very front.
At worst, he would just get a scolding from his dad anyway.
However, the further they went inside, the more things felt wrong. The guards at every door had vanished.
This eerie atmosphere made York vigilant.
The exterior of the lab was an older building, but once inside, they discovered a massive underground tunnel had been excavated. Following the tunnel in, the novel environment made the young people incredibly excited.
"Should we just go back?" someone asked with a bit of concern, but at this point, York declared, "Whoever leaves is a coward!"
Lucia linked her arm with his, which undoubtedly gave him tremendous courage.
They walked all the way to the end, where the door was left ajar. They didn't even need to use the access card.
Lucia pushed the door wide open. She was somewhat shocked by the complex instruments inside, and every young person who followed her in had a look of sheer wonder on their face.
At this moment, a row of iron cages leaning against the wall caught Lucia's attention.
"Oh my god, they actually use little animals for experiments!" Her compassion overflowed, completely oblivious to the abnormal condition of the animals in the cages. York stayed right by her side; it was his first time inside the lab too.
The short-haired boy spotted a sealed test tube. The liquid inside was very strange, floating up and down as if it were alive. He reached out to grab it.
The sudden appearance of a voice stopped their movements.
"I've been waiting all night. You're finally here."
It was a young man with an Eastern face. He had been sitting in the corner, staring at them the whole time.
"Who are you?"
"Hold on, let me switch languages..." Fang Zhiyi pondered for a moment. "Forget it, anyway, you guys..."
Before he could finish, Little Hei shouted, "Holy crap! It fell!"
The test tube the short-haired boy was reaching for actually fell over on its own. Fang Zhiyi moved with lightning speed, sprinting out the door, and then locked the heavy gate the exact moment the test tube shattered.
His actions terrified the young people. They all rushed to the door, pounding on it while screaming profanities.
"Sorry, it seems your god isn't protecting you..." Fang Zhiyi slowly backed away. He raised a button in his hand and pressed it without hesitation.
A massive explosion swept through the laboratory. Even the virus meant to bring about the apocalypse couldn't survive the intense heat.
Covered in dirt and ash, Fang Zhiyi climbed up the stairs. "No one told me the blast would be this huge..."
"Hurry up and praise me!" Little Hei stood tall with his chest puffed out. "If it weren't for me, could you have come up with a way to stop the apocalypse directly?"
"Praise you... Do you know how much effort it took to get all the way in here?" Fang Zhiyi wiped his face haphazardly. "Of course, if an apocalypse caused by these idiots can be solved, it should be solved. Otherwise, how many people would die? Even though I'm not a good person, but... huh?"
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.
