"As expected, we have to wait until midnight,"
Wang Ye murmured as he looked at the abruptly appeared wooden door, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.
"I'm finally going to awaken my superpowers."
Ripples appeared in Wang Ye's calm heart for the first time, he was a little nervous, but soon calmed down again, pushed open the wooden door, and returned to the post office.
The front desk.
A pair of blood-red gloves were quietly placed on the front desk.
Beside the gloves, a familiar note floated up with a few lines of words on it.
"Wearing the gloves on your hands can awaken the superpowers in your hands."
"Next delivery time: seven days later."
Wang Ye nodded thoughtfully, "As expected, the interval between each mail delivery is seven days."
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye fixed his eyes on the gloves.
The dark red gloves had red lines on them that looked like human meridians, flickering with a faint red glow.
It seemed less like a glove and more like a flayed hand of bone and sinew.
Wang Ye's expression was solemn as he picked up the gloves in his hand.
Indeed, it had a fleshy texture, Wang Ye could even feel the meridians on the gloves vibrating at a frequency.
With a hint of determination in his eyes, Wang Ye put on the gloves without any hesitation.
The next second, the meridians on the gloves were like tiny needles, gently pricking Wang Ye's hands.
Then, the gloves emitted a faint red glow, the meridians gradually lit up, and Wang Ye's blood flowed along the meridians into the gloves and back to his hands, forming cycles.
Wang Ye's face instantly turned pale, the intense pain in his hands forced sweat out of Wang Ye's face.
Finally, Wang Ye couldn't help but roar in pain.
In this bizarre post office, only Wang Ye's roars continued to echo.
After half an hour, the pain in his hands finally gradually subsided and disappeared. Wang Ye was like a man fished out of the water, his clothes completely drenched.
Wang Ye shakily raised his hands, the gloves had disappeared at some point, and Wang Ye clearly felt that his hands were different from before.
It seemed...
After sensing it with his eyes closed for a while, Wang Ye suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"Three kinds of abilities?"
In most cases, after awakening a part of the body, most supernatural beings only had one ability.
A minority of gifted ones, like Zhang Kai, could have two.
Having three kinds was almost unheard of except for the most freakish prodigies.
After all, each additional ability greatly enhanced one's strength. Later on, many people who awakened three body parts still only had three abilities total.
Silently sensing the abilities in his hands, Wang Ye showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Finally...
When facing supernatural events in the future, he would have the confidence afforded by his own abilities. This was something that even the most superior martial arts could not replace.
Returning to his room, exhausted, Wang Ye fell asleep in bed.
...
Morning.
A phone ring woke Wang Ye up.
Seeing the phone number displayed on the screen, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
Zhou Han...
Choosing to answer, a familiar sweet voice came through.
"My dear receptionist, time to work~"
"Speak," Wang Ye quickly became alert, got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, and said lightly.
"As expected, still such a cold tone," Zhou Han's voice was full of grievance, making people instinctively want to pity her.
"But this time we'll be working together in person, finally I'll get the chance to twist your head off, hehe."
Seemingly thinking of something, Zhou Han's tone became excited, unable to hold back her laugh, although the sweet laughter contained a touch of gloom.
"I need information, address."
It looked like the supernatural event this time was going to be tricky, requiring the logistical staff to assist on-site.
Could it be...
This supernatural event can block phone signals and the like?
Wang Ye silently analyzed.
"Humph! File code: Crybaby Ghost."
"Go check the news yourself, I hate you! But you only have 30 minutes left, if you're late, I'll have plenty of reason to dismember you and reassemble you~ I'm really looking forward to it..."
This mad woman, Wang Ye frowned slightly, unhesitatingly hung up the phone, turned on the computer, plugged in the USB drive, and looked it up.
Sure enough, the latest information on the website's homepage was this so-called 'Crybaby Ghost'.
"Code name: Crybaby Ghost."
"Address: Candy Amusement Park, Shangjing City."
"Killing pattern: Unknown for now."
"Itself has a magnetic field that blocks signals, blankets the amusement park, and is accompanied by a maze fog. Ordinary investigators who enter will quickly get lost. Only faint crying can be heard."
"The amusement park happened to be under maintenance, with no visitors, but 52 staff members are trapped, number of deaths unknown."
Looking at the information on the computer, Wang Ye fell into thought.
"Ghost domain level 2..."
Currently still in the early stages after the end of the eternal night, everyone was relatively immature, and many levels were not yet defined.
But later, for such ghost domains, a clear ranking list had been drawn up.
Like the school building last time, with minor illusions that couldn't block signals, was just a level 1 ghost domain.
Ones that affected vision, cell phone signals, positioning, and had illusions, belonged to level 2.
As for the levels above, they were no longer something an ordinary person like Wang Ye could come in contact with.
"Candy amusement park."
Sighing, Wang Ye tied a rope around his waist, then tied a flaying knife stained with blood to his calf, and brought along a few nails made of gold, making sure he didn't forget anything. Then he set off for the target address.
In this horrifyingly revived era, all benefits came at a price.
When he obtained the corresponding rights, he would also take on the corresponding risks.
This was fair.
As Wang Ye walked out of the room, at the entrance of the residential complex, a black sedan was parked at the gate, and an investigator in uniform stood in front of the car.
Seeing Wang Ye's figure, the investigator stepped forward two steps, "Are you Wang Ye?"
Wang Ye nodded slightly.
"Please get in the car, I will brief you on the details in the car."
Then, the investigator opened the car door, after Wang Ye got in the car, the investigator closed the door and hurried to the driver's seat, starting the car.
"The supernatural event has been ongoing for 40 minutes now."
"Director Zhou Han is already on site."
"There are also two other supernatural beings who arrived at the same time."
"Three logistical staff."
"Previously twelve investigators went in to investigate, but after entering, the signals were lost and the positioning system failed."
"Bizarre crying can be heard from outside."
"The highways are blocked, there won't be traffic jams. We'll arrive in 20 minutes."
The investigator briefed Wang Ye on all the current information as concisely as possible while driving.
Wang Ye nodded slightly, looking at the blocked highway and the crowds of curious ordinary people on both sides of the highway. He closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and strove to get himself into optimal condition.
The investigator driving in front stopped talking and concentrated on driving.
] [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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
