"Hey, want to team up?"
"Take me with you."
Zhang Kai listened to Wang Ye's calm voice and was stunned for a moment.
Was it the kid from the corner just now?
He didn't look away after all. He was indeed an interesting guy.
But...
"Now you know it's safe to stand by my side and keep a calm mindset. That's pretty good,"
Zhang Kai looked at him appreciatively and said.
"But in the end, you're just an ordinary person! In this situation, you can't do anything."
"If I were you, I would quietly go back to the corner. After all, no one can figure out the killing rules of this supernatural event. Being in a crowd at least reduces the death rate,"
It was rare for Zhang Kai to say so much to an ordinary person.
After all, it was rare for an ordinary person to remain so calm in the face of a supernatural event.
If he were an esper, he might really be able to help.
Zhang Kai couldn't help feeling regretful.
"First of all, as long as you figure out the ghost's killing rules, even ordinary people have a chance to survive, right?"
"And if there is really a crisis, I believe you will also need a cannon fodder to help you test the ghost's abilities,"
Wang Ye's expression did not change at all as he spoke calmly.
After all, he had seen too many supernatural events in his previous life.
But now his physique was inferior to that of his previous life after all. If it wasn't forced, Wang Ye really didn't want to get involved in this incident, let alone be Zhang Kai's so-called cannon fodder.
Zhang Kai's eyebrows were deeply furrowed as he looked seriously at the boy in front of him.
He didn't expect this boy to know so much about the supernatural that he even took the initiative to offer his help to test it out.
Zhang Kai fell into thought.
Just then, the air gradually became oppressive. The temperature in the entire school building dropped.
The classroom ceilings, which were rotten for some reason, were dripping red droplets that kept falling to the classroom floor.
"It looks like this ghost can alter the real environment."
"Magnetic field coverage unknown."
"Original position unknown."
"No one has died so far, rule out random killings for now."
"Killing method unknown."
"But based on the number of surviving students in the classroom, the killing efficiency is not high."
"Temporarily estimated as Level D, no objections right."
Wang Ye frowned slightly, sensing the temperature and environmental changes, subconsciously organizing data and information, and said slowly.
These habits were honed time and time again at knifepoint in his previous life.
Zhang Kai took a deep look at Wang Ye, his green eyes flickering, and no longer hesitated.
"Stay close to me."
After saying that, Zhang Kai pushed open the classroom door decisively and walked out.
As if he had guessed Zhang Kai would agree, Wang Ye's expression did not change. He silently followed Zhang Kai and maintained a distance of half a meter behind him.
The people in the classroom became even more panicked in the darkness.
The sobs grew louder until they finally broke down crying.
In the darkness, a strange smiling face emerged faintly on the wall at some point.
It looked as if it was painted with blood.
The corridor was also filled with darkness and fear permeated invisibly.
Many students and teachers from other classes rushed out to the corridor in panic, looking around everywhere.
"A bunch of trash,"
Zhang Kai seemed to have expected this scene and sneered, the green glow in his eyes became more vigorous as he kept looking around.
After a long time, Zhang Kai seemed to have determined his target and walked towards the stairs.
From beginning to end, Zhang Kai did not say another word to Wang Ye.
Wang Ye was full of mystery in Zhang Kai's eyes, but after all he was just an ordinary person. If he couldn't even keep up, the so-called help would become a joke.
In the darkness, Wang Ye could no longer see his surroundings clearly. The only light was the faint green glow in Zhang Kai's eyes.
But oddly...
No matter how crowded the people ahead, Wang Ye always seemed to sense it in advance, find gaps, and slip through, maintaining his position half a meter behind Zhang Kai.
However, Wang Ye's expression was no longer calm, slightly frowning.
In this situation, these students were still wandering around the corridor, making noises, even gathering together.
In Wang Ye's opinion, this was no different from seeking death.
The ghost's killing rules were still unknown. So many people gathering together, some were bound to meet the requirements.
If someone in the crowd died causing panic, it would only lead to greater chaos and more deaths.
If this ghost could grow stronger...
Then these people would be providing it nourishment invisibly, making containing it even more troublesome.
This was also why Zhang Kai called them trash and useless.
However, this kind of situation only occurred in the initial revival of the horror. In the era when Wang Ye died, it had improved a lot. Ordinary people also knew how to survive.
It's just...
This was achieved through countless bloody lessons.
Of course, Wang Ye believed the main reason was that those idiots had already died.
Of those who experienced supernatural events again and again and still survived, most had some brains.
Soon, Zhang Kai stepped past the crowd and stood at the entrance to the stairs.
The stairs had disappeared somehow, leaving only darkness.
It was as if taking another step forward would plunge into endless abyss.
Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Kai frowned slightly, and the green glow in his eyes flashed again.
But his face also turned a little pale soon after.
"I suggest you don't use your abilities too frequently,"
"Doing so will only accelerate the decay of your bodily functions,"
"After all, even ordinary people can think of solutions in this situation."
Wang Ye's voice sounded faintly behind Zhang Kai.
Zhang Kai was startled and looked back.
He found that Wang Ye was still able to follow precisely half a meter behind him even in the dark. He subconsciously took Wang Ye's words more seriously.
Wang Ye had become a little more mysterious in his heart as well.
"The source cannot be confirmed now."
"My abilities can trace some trails."
"But it stopped here."
"What do you think we should do?"
Even Zhang Kai himself didn't realize when he had started consulting Wang Ye's opinion.
"Ghosts can alter magnetic fields and affect reality."
"We don't know if the stairs are altered by the magnetic field or just an illusion."
"If it's just an illusion, it means the ghost's level is not high."
"But if the stairs really disappeared, then this supernatural event will be more troublesome."
Wang Ye said thoughtfully.
"The test method is simple. The magnetic field formed by ghosts can alter and invade almost everything."
"But one thing doesn't work."
Zhang Kai pondered for a moment, as if grasping Wang Ye's intention.
"You mean...gold?"

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.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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)