"That is because the appearance of the others followed a pattern. They constantly fed me negative emotions. My parents' selfless devotion made me feel guilty, while the others constantly beat me down, reminding me that I was a burden... Only your appearance had no pattern... It was too easy to guess."
The doctor did not show much surprise. "You and your little pet have caused far too much trouble... You are all sinners."
Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Zhiyi grabbed the pen holder on the desk and hurled it at him. The doctor raised his arm to block it. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged several blows. Fang Zhiyi was slightly alarmed; this man of unknown origin was incredibly formidable.
But suddenly, the doctor stopped his movements. "It's a pity. Although I really want to, with my current abilities, I truly cannot kill you directly. Your soul is far tougher than it was before. It is a shame. If you had been willing to join us from the very beginning, perhaps your ending would have been much better."
Fang Zhiyi frowned. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over his head, and the surrounding environment began to distort. The office shattered and restructured itself, transforming into the room he was most familiar with. His mother's calls faintly drifted into his ears.
"You can wake up once, twice, but... you will remain here forever, until you voluntarily end your own life."
"You motherf—"
"Zhiyi? Zhiyi, come out and eat!" Fang Zhiyi only felt his mind plunge into chaos. His previously clear perception was clouded once more, and his eyes grew somewhat dull.
However, the sound of something tearing through the air brought his blurred consciousness back to clarity.
Fang Zhiyi saw the blurry doctor solidify once again, and his gaze was fixed right behind Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi also felt a gust of air sweeping in from behind him. He abruptly turned his head, only to feel a layer of softness press against his lips. Fang Zhiyi widened his eyes, staring at the pair of phoenix eyes that were mere inches away.
Holy crap, was I just kissed by force?
In a mere instant, the person who kissed him drifted past him. The sword in her hand trembled, and a wave of sword aura gradually expanded, pointing straight at the unidentified doctor!
"How troublesome. Miss Yue, are you sure you want to do this?" The man's smile froze.
"I warned you. Whoever touches him, I kill."
As she spoke, the sword aura slashed right through the doctor's head, and his skull slid down along the clean cut.
"What a pity..." Even though his head slipped off, he did not die, but continued speaking. "Yue Anyao, don't forget, you also signed a contract with it..."
Following his death, that body, along with the desk and chairs, rapidly decayed. The entire space began to collapse. Without hesitation, Yue Anyao grabbed Fang Zhiyi and retreated. She looked back at Fang Zhiyi, her eyes carrying an indescribable emotion. She opened her mouth to say something, but Fang Zhiyi couldn't hear it.
But he saw with his own eyes as countless threads abruptly appeared and entangled Yue Anyao's body.
Yue Anyao tried to resist, but it was entirely futile.
Fang Zhiyi subconsciously reached out to pull her back, but those threads violently yanked her backward. Yue Anyao gradually disappeared into the chaos, but she suddenly bared her teeth and gave Fang Zhiyi a bright, radiant smile.
"Anyao?" Fang Zhiyi suddenly sat up from the hospital bed.
A young nurse playing on her phone nearby was startled. Her phone had died, and it just so happened that Fang Zhiyi's ward had a power outlet.
"Doctor! Doctor! The comatose patient is awake!"
Fang Zhiyi's parents rushed over. They looked at the awakened Fang Zhiyi with faces full of joy, while Fang Zhiyi felt a bit dazed.
"Dad, Mom! Where is Yue Anyao?"
"Yue Anyao? Who is that?" Mother Fang looked at Fang Zhiyi in confusion, while Father Fang turned his head and immediately called for the doctor.
"You finally woke up, don't scare your father and me!"
Fang Zhiyi froze in place.
The following events seemed like something he had already experienced once: observation, discharge, rehabilitation training... His family hadn't sold their house, and his relatives came to visit him. Though they were nagging, they all cared very much.
Fang Zhiyi even wondered if he was still trapped in an illusion.
But when Mother Fang impatiently told him to stop staying at home all day being an eyesore, the stone in Fang Zhiyi's heart finally dropped.
"By the way, Mom, how much did my hospitalization cost?"
"How much... a lot, anyway. But, hey? Honey!"
Father Fang walked out of the bathroom. "What's wrong?"
"Speaking of the hospital expenses, do you remember if a doctor seemed to have paid the fees for our son?"
Father Fang frowned and thought for a moment. "Now that you mention it, there does seem to be such a thing."
"What do you mean 'seem to'? Such a big matter... but why can't I remember who it was?"
"I can't remember either. It feels like there was such a person, but also like there wasn't."
Mother Fang took Fang Zhiyi on a trip to the hospital just for this, but after asking around, there was no such doctor.
"Have you had any doctors who resigned or suddenly quit recently?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
"No, how could that be... Fang Zhiyi, I think you might need to come in for a few more checkups... Are you having hallucinations again?"
Looking at the doctor's smiling face, Fang Zhiyi quickly shook his head.
After confirming that this was indeed his original world, Fang Zhiyi also realized that it seemed that entity had completely erased Yue Anyao's existence.
Just because she saved him?
Why was Yue Anyao in this world? Fang Zhiyi wandered aimlessly down the street, his mind in total chaos. Yue Anyao was just one of the supporting characters he had met in the many worlds he had visited. As for why she was here, and why she saved him, that was her own choice. He had finally made it back with great difficulty; he didn't have to risk his life anymore...
Right, it was all her own doing. What did it have to do with me...
I still have my own life. A new life has just begun...
......
"Buddy, lend me some cash to spend." Someone suddenly spoke up, but in the next moment, this street-blocking petty thief took a vicious punch right to the face.
"It was all her own doing..."
The petty thief sat on the ground clutching his face, looking at the man in front of him in absolute terror. The expression on the man's face was twisted and terrifying, but... he was actually crying? You hit me, why the hell are you crying? Are you a psychopath?
Seeing this man stepping closer to him, the petty thief was so scared he hugged his head.
But Fang Zhiyi suddenly paused, as if he had sensed something. He turned his head and looked up at the sky.
At this moment, there were a few dark clouds in the sky. And behind the dark clouds, the complete canopy of the heavens was gradually being torn open by something. A massive rift simply appeared right there.
Immediately after, a gigantic eyeball appeared behind the rift. The eyeball darted around wildly, eventually fixing its gaze upon Fang Zhiyi.
"Hey, did you see that?" Fang Zhiyi grabbed the petty thief who was clutching his head. The petty thief looked in terror in the direction he pointed, but only saw a few clouds. He didn't understand what madness had taken over the person in front of him, and just held onto his head tightly.
A moment later, Fang Zhiyi let go of the guy in his hands, allowing him to turn tail and run for his life.
He stood there, staring straight into that eye.
"Why are you here? I thought you were dead."
"Are you kidding? That thing is no match for me!" Little Hei grumbled. "I just wanted to come and see how you were doing before I left. It would have been a hassle if I dropped you in the wrong place... But looking at you, who ticked you off?"
"Someone did tick me off."
"Who? No way, with your skills, is there still someone in this world who dares to mess with you? Damn, are you crying?"
Little Hei looked astonished.
Fang Zhiyi, crying?
Fang Zhiyi turned his face away.
Little Hei followed beside him, just like before.
"Don't worry. I don't have to run around anymore, and the transmigrators I've developed are pretty capable..."
Fang Zhiyi ignored it and started tidying up the room.
"You know I didn't throw you on purpose. The situation was critical back then... That's why I came specifically to give you a proper farewell..."
Fang Zhiyi began folding clothes.
"You can't bear to let me go, right? But you finally made it back, and it seems that pesky transmigrator is gone too. You should... hmm?"
Little Hei suddenly paused, confused. "Wait a minute, did you finish off that transmigrator? You're that fierce? Even without my help, you could..."
Fang Zhiyi's movements stopped.
He slowly turned his head. "Little Hei, is there anything you want to do?"
"Something I want to do? Eat more, and then just lie down... Why do you ask?" Little Hei looked at Fang Zhiyi's gaze, inexplicably feeling a bit creeped out.
"I'll help you."
"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."
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?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.
