Under Wang Ye's home, the woman with the bronze nail nailed to her head stood in the residential area, looking up with vacant eyes silently gazing at the window of Wang Ye's home.
Blood kept dripping down from her forehead.
The passersby around seemed to turn a blind eye to this.
For a long time...
She retracted her gaze and walked into the corridor of Wang Ye's building.
In the quiet stairwell, the sound of footsteps kept echoing...
With the low thuds, the woman appeared at Wang Ye's door and stopped.
The woman's somewhat vacant eyes flashed a trace of color, then quickly dimmed again without making any more sounds, like a lifeless body.
...
Inside the room, Wang Ye wearily sat on the sofa to rest.
In just two short weeks, too many things had happened, keeping his nerves tense all the time.
Taking out the Lei Yin fruit from his pocket, looking at the mysterious stripes covering the golden fruit, a flash of brightness appeared in Wang Ye's eyes.
"All effort will lead to reward."
A trace of satisfaction showed on Wang Ye's face. Then he gently bit into the Lei Yin fruit.
The next second, the Lei Yin fruit lit up with brilliant golden light, illuminating the entire room brightly...
Outside the door, strands of golden light spilled out, shining on the woman's body. The numb expression on the woman's face twisted slightly, a bizarre color flashing through her eyes.
Silent for a few seconds, the woman retreated two steps back, hiding outside the golden light, and stood motionless again.
Inside the room, Wang Ye felt a hot flow going down his throat.
Unlike the forced pouring in the post office, this energy was much milder, continuously flowing inside Wang Ye's body.
He could clearly feel his body's functions, just strengthened not long ago, enhancing again.
And his skin turned translucent and crystal clear, giving off faint golden light.
After a long time, the golden light gradually faded away. Wang Ye closed his eyes, sensing the changes inside his body, a trace of smile at the corners of his mouth.
Compared to before, his physical fitness had risen another level.
Clenching his fist, Wang Ye thought for a bit...
Now without using any abilities, he could probably match half a Yang Chen.
Each time an ability awakened, this energy would wash over his body once, achieving the strengthening effect. He had only awakened once, yet his body had been enhanced three times.
Wang Ye increasingly looked forward to the next awakening.
Just as Wang Ye could barely withstand the tiredness and was about to fall asleep, the phone rang.
Wang Ye frowned slightly, looking at Zhang ZiLiang's name somewhat helplessly.
"Hey, Wang Ye, come to headquarters, there's a meeting," Zhang ZiLiang's voice was as calm as ever.
Wang Ye said tiredly, "Does the logistics department's meeting need me to participate...I'm a bit tired today."
"It's headquarters' meeting."
Zhang ZiLiang paused for a few seconds, "Regarding team spots allocation."
...
Wang Ye breathed out slightly, massaging his temples, "Wait for me."
After speaking, Wang Ye hung up the phone, vigorously rubbed his face to invigorate himself, tidied up simply, and opened the door.
The moment this door opened...
Wang Ye was completely spirited. His entire person rapidly retreated backwards.
The hemp ropes had entwined his hands somehow without him noticing, the bloodstained bone knife tied between the ropes and his palms. His other hand radiated blood red light, a ghostly face surfacing on his palm, revealing an eerie smile.
In just three seconds, all hidden cards were revealed.
All because of where he was standing...
A woman was standing there.
A woman who should have been sealed.
Back then at 404, he had nailed that nail in with his own hands.
After Wang Ye's series of actions, the woman seemed unaware, standing stiffly in place, eyes vacant, the bronze nail still nailed to her forehead.
Wang Ye stood in place, silently confronting the woman.
Sweat kept dripping down his forehead, but Wang Ye didn't dare make any movements, his gaze fixed tightly on the woman.
Damn!
How did she get out!
Why did she come looking for him!
Wang Ye's mind involuntarily recalled when he left Shen Yuan residential area, the woman standing at the window watching him with resentful eyes.
That creepy feeling was still fresh in Wang Ye's memory.
As time passed slowly, the cold sweat had soaked Wang Ye's clothes, but the woman kept standing in place, keeping Wang Ye's heart suspended nervously.
And doubts gradually flashed through Wang Ye's eyes as he stared fixedly at the bronze nail.
The bronze nail was still firmly nailed into the woman's forehead.
"Could it be...she's still sealed?"
"But how did she appear at my door...using her consciousness?"
Wang Ye gradually figured it out in his mind, but couldn't confirm. To be safe, he took out his phone and called Zhou Han.
"Hey, come over, something's up."
Without waiting for Zhou Han to speak, Wang Ye decisively hung up, still watching the woman coldly.
Probably a few seconds later, the door across slammed open and Zhou Han rushed over angrily, "Wang Ye, what are you doing! You think I'm your maid?"
As Zhou Han came to the woman's side, Wang Ye's pupils slightly contracted, his gaze fixed tightly on the woman.
Seeing that the woman had no reaction at all, only then did he slowly relax, looking at Zhou Han, "Just wanted to introduce a new neighbor to you."
As he spoke, Wang Ye pointed at the woman.
Zhou Han reflexively looked over, then his hair instantly stood on end as he rapidly retreated backwards, leaning against the wall with five golden flying knives dancing in midair.
"Wang Ye, damn you!"
"You tricked me!"
Zhou Han kept his eyes on the woman while gnashing his teeth and cursing fiercely.
Five now huh?
The prayer beads really enhanced her psychic power it seems.
Wang Ye silently analyzed, then revealed an innocent expression, "I'm just introducing you to the new neighbor, to say hi."
As Wang Ye's voice fell, the woman stiffly turned around and looked at Zhou Han, raising her arm eerily and waving at Zhou Han with vacant eyes.
Wang Ye, Zhou Han silently watched this scene, both gasping.
Wang Ye was even more creeped out!
He had said to greet her, he didn't expect this woman...
To actually do it!
And Zhou Han was terrified that this woman actually listened to Wang Ye's words!
"I...I won't dissect you, can you make her stop looking at me?" Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye aggrievedly, a trace of fear in her eyes.
Wang Ye thought for a bit, "Take one step forward and look at me."
As his voice fell, the woman really took a step forward and turned her head, looking at Wang Ye vacantly.
What is going on!
Wang Ye's expression was solemn, his mind racing.
After a long time, a trace of madness flashed through his eyes.
He knew this woman was powerful! If he could control her, in the short term he would definitely gain Top Tier combat strength in Beijing City.
Although there might be some risks...
But...
Wang Ye had never been afraid to gamble.
Mad gambler Wang Ye...online!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] [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!"
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?!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
