Hong Yuan patted the shell of the Mystic Turtle. "However, you're not in good shape today, there's still blood on your forehead. Let's make an appointment. Three days from now, after you've recovered your spirit, I'll have it show you those glowing characters again."
"As for money, precious metals, or holy healing medicines, those are all worldly possessions. I don't want them, no."
Su Yuehe took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from her chin. She understood what Hong Yuan meant and readily agreed, "Alright, three days it is."
The deal was thus struck under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Hong Yuan's words blew into the ears of everyone present.
No money, no precious metals, and no holy healing medicines; just purely happy to help others.
It sounded generous, but paired with Hong Yuan's gleaming eyes and rubbing fingers, anyone who believed her would be a fool.
An Changqing sighed, silently took out his phone, and opened Green Bubble.
"Student Hong Yuan, you can make a list of your needs and send it to me, I'll help collect them."
Hong Yuan cleared her throat and fished out a crumpled little notebook.
"Actually, it's not much. My axe is badly worn, so I need twenty pounds of Deep Sea Black Gold, fifty Thundercloud Crystal Cores, and..."
She looked up at the sky, counting on her fingers. "Give me ten pounds of high-strength titanium alloy, plus two hundred recovery potions to drink as daily beverages."
The surrounding freshmen listening with pricked ears gasped.
These are worldly possessions? This is called not wanting money? This is more ruthless than kidnapping someone and demanding a ransom.
Twenty pounds of Deep Sea Black Gold was a strategic-level rare material, priceless and unavailable even on the black market.
Yin Chen directly turned his head away, looking as if he didn't know her.
Although to those two it certainly wouldn't be considered an exorbitant demand, Hong Yuan's blatant extortion was truly too embarrassing. As Hong Yuan's classmate, he felt his face burning with shame.
Transfer! He couldn't stay in this Magic City Academy anymore!
An Changqing stared at the list, his fingers pausing on the communicator's screen.
With his financial resources, buying these things would cost an arm and a leg, but the most important thing was that they were incredibly hard to collect.
Su Yuehe, however, didn't even blink.
"Fine. Tomorrow afternoon, these materials will be piled up in your dorm right on time."
She didn't hesitate at all. This deal was a guaranteed profit for her; the value of the ancient demon script far exceeded a few pieces of metal.
Things that were priceless and unavailable were actually the easiest for her to obtain. As long as she wanted them, plenty of people would willingly offer them to her.
Hong Yuan grinned from ear to ear, smiling so wide her eyes narrowed into slits. She generously lifted the Mystic Turtle over her head and shook it.
"A pleasure doing business, big patron!"
The Mystic Turtle, treated as a cash cow, had all four legs pointing at the sky, its beady eyes full of despair.
Instructor Black Crow stood on the high platform, picked up a megaphone, and roared, "Have you seen enough?! Those with injuries, roll over to the infirmary! Those who aren't exchanging items, go back to your dorms! Those who want to exchange items, go to logistics yourselves! Dismissed immediately!"
The crowd scattered like birds and beasts.
Chen Guan and the other two turned and walked toward the logistics department. They were going to claim their rewards; it was time to cash in all those points they had accumulated.
Along the way, Hong Yuan hummed an off-key song, wearing the Mystic Turtle on her head like a hat.
"Chen Guan, Yin Chen, we've completely struck it rich this time."
Hong Yuan patted her chest. "With the sponsorship of that little rich girl Su Yuehe, my broken axe can finally get a massive upgrade."
Chen Guan didn't reply. He was looking at the data continuously jumping across his retina.
Pushing open the doors to the Logistics Department, the director saw the three of them walk in and nearly dropped the thermos in his hand.
"You three... here is your points exchange list."
The director pulled a tablet from his drawer and handed it to Yin Chen, who was at the front. "You can pick whatever you want from this catalog. Don't be shy, choose whatever you like, just don't empty out our bottom-of-the-barrel strategic reserves."
Yin Chen took the tablet, his slender fingers swiping rapidly across the screen.
"I want a hundred of these Frost Crystals, and one Polar Storm Scroll."
He was wealthy; the Yin family's warehouses were piled high with all sorts of precious medicinal herbs. But wealth was all he had. For some things, money wasn't enough; you needed power and authority.
Hong Yuan snatched the tablet away, specifically tapping on heavy, massive, high-density metals.
Chen Guan stepped forward. He didn't need conventional resources, nor did his scythe need another upgrade. He only needed something that could feed back into his true body.
"This one." After a brief glance, Chen Guan tapped an icon in the corner of the screen.
The Logistics director leaned closer to the screen and got a clear look at the icon Chen Guan had selected.
His face, which had been blooming with a smile, instantly fell. He pushed up the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, repeatedly confirming the information on the screen.
It was a black crystal.
"Student Chen, are you sure you want this?" the director asked, typing on his keyboard to pull up the item's detailed file.
"This thing is called a Withered Source Stone. It was dug out of a high-level ruin three years ago. Its hardness is extremely high, even high-energy laser cutters can't slice through it. It has no energy fluctuations and cannot channel spiritual power. It just takes up space in the warehouse. It's priced this way purely because it came from a high-level ruin and is very hard, but in reality, it's just a useless rock that can't be cut."
Hong Yuan peeked at the screen.
She placed the tablet on the desk. "You're trading for a broken rock to smash walnuts with?"
Yin Chen didn't say much. History had already proven that Chen Guan always had his reasons for the things he did.
Chen Guan withdrew his hand.
"Just this." His answer was extremely brief.
Seeing Chen Guan's firm attitude, the director shook his head.
"Alright, you're in first place, so you're the boss." The director tapped on his keyboard a few times and printed out a collection slip. "Go to the warehouse to pick up your goods. But let me warn you right now, once you confirm the pickup, there are absolutely no returns or exchanges."
The three of them received their respective supplies at the Logistics Department's warehouse.
Chen Guan held a palm-sized lead box in his hand. Inside the box was the black crystal known as the Withered Source Stone.
He hadn't chosen it at random; he just suddenly made a connection.
The Withered Source Stone came from the Black Wind Ruins, belonging to the same era and the same civilization as the Black Wind Relic Site that Chen Guan had visited before.
Back when he was at the Black Wind Relic Site, he felt that the black wind there didn't seem to reject him. It had an instinctual affinity for his gray energy.
Therefore, Chen Guan speculated that the power within him might have some connection to the Black Wind Relic Site.
And now, this Withered Source Stone from the Black Wind Ruins showed no reaction to ordinary spiritual power, so could it perhaps react to his gray energy?
After all, his gray energy was neither pure spiritual power nor pure mental energy.
Even if it wasn't, and the final conclusion was that the Withered Source Stone really could only be used to smash walnuts, it didn't matter much. There truly wasn't anything in the warehouse that he desperately needed.
Rather than exchanging for things that could be bought with ordinary gold and silver, he might as well take this bottom-of-the-barrel rock.
If his guess was correct, he was about to hit the jackpot.
With this thought in mind, Chen Guan pushed open the door to his single dorm room.
The cheetah flicked its tail and followed him inside. It obediently lay down next to the doormat by the entrance, resting its massive head on its front paws.
As a Tier-5 demonic beast, its perception far exceeded that of an ordinary human. Right now, inside this room, it didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
There was an aura in this room that compelled it to submit.
It was as if something truly terrifying had stayed here.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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!
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.
