“Why should I believe you?!”
Zhang Han was holding a fire axe, looking coldly at Wang Ye: “From beginning to end, the pace has been entirely under your control.”
“You said to chop up those freaky things, and we chopped them up too.”
“And now you’re saying we have a problem?!”
“Now I’m starting to suspect that the problem lies with you!”
As Zhang Han spoke, he turned around and stared fixedly at Wang Ye, his eyes full of wariness.
Wang Qiang and Liu Qian fell silent, not saying a word.
But they remained vigilant, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.
“Heh heh...”
“You’ve grown very quickly...”
Wang Ye laughed softly and said to Zhang Han.
Zhang Han's expression changed sharply. Somewhat gloomily he said, "What do you mean by that?!"
"Of course..."
"I meant it as a compliment to you."
Wang Ye's cool voice echoed in the air. His figure disappeared in an instant, reappearing behind Zhang Han at an extremely fast speed. He raised the axe in his hand and swung it at Zhang Han's back.
Blood splattered...
Staining Wang Ye's face red.
Zhang Han turned around, glaring resentfully at Wang Ye. Using his remaining strength, he said to Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, "He...is the ghost. Hurry...run."
Having said that, Zhang Han collapsed heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.
"You!"
Liu Qian's eyes flickered slightly. She instinctively took a step back, eyeing Wang Ye warily as the bones in her throat moved slightly.
"Heh heh..."
"Still quite fond of acting, aren't you..."
Wang Ye sneered coldly, his eyes full of chill. He lifted the axe and hacked down on Zhang Han's body again.
But Zhang Han's corpse didn't move at all. Blood slowly oozed from his body, trickling onto the floor.
Wang Qiang's brows furrowed slightly. He clenched the axe in his hand tightly, his skin subtly turning translucent and crystalline.
Wang Ye glanced at Liu Qian and Wang Qiang, then laughed lightly and said, "If your judgment is only at this level, I really have to wonder about Zhang ZiLiang's discernment."
Wang Qiang's gaze flickered slightly. After a long pause, he suddenly laughed, "We've never mentioned Zhang ZiLiang's name in business. I believe you."
Having said that, Wang Qiang tossed his axe to the ground and stood at a distance, saying nothing more.
Liu Qian heaved a faint sigh of relief, a smile reappearing on her face as she looked deeply at Wang Ye.
"Now, do you still have the interest to keep up this act?" Wang Ye said coldly, looking at Zhang Han's corpse lying on the ground.
Suddenly, the corpse got up in an extremely twisted posture that completely defied bodily mechanics. Its head spun around to face the direction of its back, glaring resentfully at Wang Ye.
"Damn it all."
"Damn it all to hell."
Zhang Han's face gradually twisted into a hideous mask, blood flowing steadily down his forehead, his eye sockets bulging out.
In the next moment, as if swinging a golf club, Wang Ye forcefully smashed the blunt backside of the axe into Zhang Han's head, knocking him face down on the ground again.
"Trying to scare me?"
"Without your doppelganger, you're nothing but a worthless coward!"
"I bet you infiltrated the city disguised as a human."
As he spoke, a rope stained with spots of blood appeared in Wang Ye's hand. He bound it tightly around Zhang Han.
Zhang Han roared furiously until the ropes were completely wrapped around him. His gaze gradually turned numb and vacant, like a stone statue.
"It's done. Time to clock off."
Looking at the fading ghost realm, Wang Ye smiled at Wang Qiang and Liu Qian.
Of course, his smile didn't look very harmonious, drenched in blood as he was.
Liu Qian unconsciously shuddered and moved farther away from Wang Ye.
Wang Qiang felt a chill run through his body, his scalp tingling. This thing that had nearly wiped out their entire team - Wang Ye had disposed of it so easily?
And it seemed...
Wang Ye hadn't even used his abilities at all, they had no idea what his powers were.
At best they could guess that his physical capabilities were extremely strong...
No longer paying any attention to Wang Qiang and Liu Qian standing stunned, Wang Ye walked out of the mall with the ghost in tow, as if out for a stroll.
As Wang Ye appeared, a group of investigators rushed forward to begin clean-up work.
But upon seeing Wang Ye clearly, all their expressions instantly tensed up, turning serious as they frantically retreated.
Guns were swiftly aimed at Wang Ye's body.
It seemed that if Wang Ye made any untoward moves, they would open fire without hesitation.
Drenched in blood with a strong bloody stench emanating from him, anyone would unquestionably believe he was a ghost if he claimed to be one now.
Seeing the investigators' reaction, Wang Ye couldn't help but smile wryly.
"I'm Wang Ye from Logistical Support. The supernatural incident has been resolved. I'm covered in blood, you can proceed with clean-up."
Wang Ye looked at the many investigators and said helplessly.
Then, to prove his identity, he tossed out his work pass.
Fortunately, Zhang ZiLiang had sent someone to deliver the newly made pass a few days ago, otherwise it would have been hard to explain.
An investigator captain solemnly accepted the ID, scrutinizing it for a long time before finally heaving a sigh of relief. "Stand down. He's one of us."
The investigator captain turned to Wang Ye and saluted sharply, "Thank you for your hard work!"
"Thank you for your hard work!"
The investigators looked at Wang Ye respectfully and saluted in unison.
Frontline paranormals who dealt with supernatural incidents commanded the investigators' utmost respect.
Wang Ye sighed inwardly as he solemnly handed the binding rope over to the investigator captain, repeatedly emphasizing this ghost's abilities and urging him to handle it with care.
Although the supernatural incident appeared to have been easily resolved this time, Wang Ye knew...
If this ghost had made it to the city center and truly began to spread...it would have been nothing short of catastrophic.
There was no estimating how many lives would have been lost.
Moreover, trying to trace the ghost back to its origin would be a fool's errand.
But confinement was not his concern. If the ghost escaped even now, it would only prove the incompetence of the Heaven's Mandate organization.
...
Seeing the blood covering Wang Ye, the investigators' gazes were filled with respect.
One look was enough to know Wang Ye had gone through a life-and-death struggle. This time had clearly not been easy for him.
Then, equally drenched in blood, Wang Qiang and Liu Qian walked out.
After confirming no other survivors, the investigators surged in...
And rushed back out in sheer horror after barely 10 seconds. Some of the younger women even threw up.
Then the sounds of vomiting rose.
The overpowering stench of blood and rotting corpses...
And also...
Headless corpses filling the entire mall...
This place was like hell.
Wang Ye was like a devil emerged from hell...
They looked at Wang Ye complexly as he drank water nearby, unable to imagine how this man could remain so composed after experiencing it all.
Moreover...he could even still drink water.
Just then, a phone rang...
] [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.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
