Looking at the rising popularity points, Chen Guan nodded to himself.
Not bad. An Changqing was indeed the best camera lens, no, the best friend.
God An is so generous!
He gave a slight nod toward An Changqing as a response.
Yin Chen looked at the ashen-faced Wei Zhe, the anger in his heart having long dissipated, leaving only a sense of dullness.
He shook his head, feeling a bit ridiculous about his earlier impulsiveness. Arguing with this kind of person really lowered the class of his own team.
With his level of strength, why would he, Yin Chen, need to explain anything to a defeated opponent? Aside from that fierce god next door, he was the strongest.
Hong Yuan was even more direct. Carrying her giant axe, she spat in Wei Zhe's direction. The sound wasn't loud, but it was highly insulting.
Wei Zhe's body swayed. He felt the thousands of gazes around him piercing into his body like needles.
There was pity, mockery, and disdain.
He wanted to say a few tough words to save face, but found his throat dry, unable to squeeze out a single syllable.
His nails dug deeply into his palms.
Alright, whether there was cheating or not will naturally be investigated by specialists. Will the cadets who raised objections please step down first.
The elusive Instructor Jing suddenly appeared. With his command, the crowd began to move again. A few instructors stepped forward and walked toward Wei Zhe and his dazed team members.
Let's go, don't just stand here. An instructor pushed Wei Zhe impatiently.
As he passed by Chen Guan, Wei Zhe's footsteps nailed to the spot.
He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring viciously at Chen Guan, and then sweeping maliciously toward An Changqing, who was talking to his teammates not far away.
An Changqing frowned and looked over, his gaze carrying an inquiry: Chen Guan, do you need help?
Chen Guan shook his head and spat out only two words: No need.
The smile on Wei Zhe's face deepened, while the resentment in his eyes sank to the bottom. He said no more and was pushed into the crowd by the instructors.
An Changqing walked up to Chen Guan, looked in the direction Wei Zhe had disappeared, and said softly, That kind of person probably won't let this go easily.
He wasn't the best at judging character, but he wasn't blind either. This gave An Changqing a bit of a headache; why were there such troublesome and annoying people everywhere he went?
Just a mad dog, Chen Guan's tone was flat. No matter how loud it barks, it's still a dog.
An Changqing gave the person beside him a surprised look, seemingly taken aback that he could say such a thing.
Unfortunately, before he could get a clear look, the other party had already turned around and walked away in the opposite direction.
...
Night fell.
The clamor of the camp's central square was blocked out by the canvas of the tents, leaving only a vague buzzing sound.
Chen Guan sat alone on the top of the highest tent, his legs dangling over the edge, the black coffin on his back blending into the night.
The night wind blew the stray hairs on his forehead. He didn't even lift an eyelid, his gaze still locked onto the translucent panel in front of him.
On the panel, the popularity points jumped at a frantic speed, eventually slowing down to stop at a specific number.
Current Popularity Points: 512580
Brother Coffin, don't stay all by yourself, it breaks my heart to see.
True strongmen are always lonely.
God An's words just now really won over fans, this is the sweet content of a powerhouse alliance!
He scanned those words of sympathy and admiration. Now, he was one step closer to awakening the main body.
...
Midnight.
Thud!
A heavy, muffled boom came from the sky.
What was that noise?!
Is the... is the ground shaking?
In the distance, the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, forged entirely from demon-suppressing stone, had a crack exploding outward from the middle of its body, tearing the tower wall apart.
Look! It's the tower... it's the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons! A cadet with good eyesight pointed at the high tower, his voice trembling out of tune. It... it cracked!
Even ordinary cadets knew just how many important things were sealed inside the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons.
Demonic aura rolled up the rubble and shot straight into the sky, dyeing half the night sky black like splashed ink.
The piercing alarm had only rung for half a second before it was forcibly snuffed out by an overwhelming fluctuation.
The screens of all electronic devices flashed a few times and then went completely black.
All equipment is dead! Communications are cut off too!
My god... what is in that crack...
Countless cadets rushed out of their dormitories half-dressed. As soon as they looked up, they saw pairs of inhuman eyes slowly opening within the ever-expanding rift.
Help... my... my legs are weak... A cadet who was closer felt his legs give way and collapsed onto the ground, his crotch rapidly turning wet. That pressure... is so heavy...
A tyrannical aura spilled out from the tower, pressing heavily on everyone's heart.
Don't panic! Prepare to face the enemy!
Long Ao's roar exploded amidst the chaos. His red hair stood on end, the muscles all over his body bulging like an enraged lion, trying to use his roar to stabilize the collapsing situation.
His words were drowned out by an even greater commotion.
A claw! That claw is reaching out!
From the crack in the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, a giant claw covered in green scales reached out. As if tearing a piece of scrap paper, it easily ripped open the indestructible black iron tower wall.
Panic was completely ignited.
Ah!
Run! Run away!
Countless people screamed and cried, the string of reason completely snapping as they fled out of the camp without looking back.
In the tide of humanity that had completely dissolved into a chaotic mess, the figure carrying the black coffin stood out like a firmly nailed stake.
Chen Guan did not run.
He didn't even listen to the commotion on Long Ao's side, and he ignored the stream of people crying and fleeing around him.
He just stood there, looking up, quietly watching the collapsing high tower and the terrifying aura awakening within it that made the world change color.
White Tiger had said long ago that there was a mole.
Now it seemed the mole had made their move.
Then, it was time for him to move too.
Without a moment's hesitation, he turned and stepped forward.
He didn't follow the crowd to escape; instead, going against that wave of survival, he walked step by step toward the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons that was unleashing death.
From the Black Wind Ruins, to Jiangcheng, then to Huaqing, and now the Northern Frontier.
If White Tiger had made all those moves and helped him step by step to get to where he was today just so he would die in this place, he didn't believe it.
All along, there had been an invisible pair of giant hands pushing him forward.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
