After Chen Miemie left.
Regaining control of their bodies, the three of them slumped onto the public benches in the service hall, completely disregarding their image.
After recovering for quite a while.
Director Wang spoke cautiously, "Councilors, who was that just now?"
Commander Sun patted his shoulder. "You saw no one tonight, and you will speak of this to no one in the future, understood?"
"Un... understood!"
President An followed up with instructions, "Apply the highest level of encryption to that new society. From now on, do not handle anything related to that society on your own; contact me or Old Sun directly."
"Yes!"
"Alright, continue with your shift."
The two councilors walked out of the hall.
President An could no longer maintain the last bit of calm on his face. "Unbeatable?"
Commander Sun nodded, his face pale. "And inescapable."
"That power was?"
"No need for wishful thinking, it's the Eternal Moon."
"So, our Sixiang City really is the first to be targeted by a new kin of the Eternal Moon... With that kind of tier, we're doomed."
"No, I think it's exactly the opposite."
"How so?"
"If they really wanted to attack, why would they come and go through the procedures to establish a society? They are greeting us, showing that they are also on the side of order and are willing to join our orderly system."
President An was highly suspicious. "You're just imagining things, aren't you."
"Our core has been destroyed, and we are at our weakest right now. If they don't make a move during this time, it means they definitely won't in the future. We need to speed up the repairs."
"We are already doing our best. Originally estimated at three weeks, but at the current pace, we might finish a day or two early."
"The early stages are naturally fast; the real danger starts in the final 10 days. By then, people from other cities will have arrived, and they won't just sit and watch us fix it."
"What about reinforcements from other human cities?"
"Also on the way."
Chen Miemie walked down the street holding the society documents for [Eternal Moon], feeling absolutely delighted.
As for alarming the two councilors?
That was unavoidable.
[Eternal Moon] would be a society composed of anomalies. As long as they took action, they couldn't stay hidden, and the city's leaders would know immediately anyway.
As long as it didn't connect back to Chen Miemie, he would just let [Eternal Moon] build its reputation.
"Right now, Joker is the only one who knows. I have to find a way to make him truly join the crew."
Chen Miemie flew in the air, overlooking the entire Sixiang City.
Under the illumination of the Eternal Moon, several areas were still shrouded in drifting mist.
"This is outrageous. With me here, how dare they act so recklessly."
At the first patch of mist, Chen Miemie encountered a new anomaly.
This anomaly was a blade of grass.
The grass was rooted in a flowerpot, growing at an absolute 90-degree angle, its branches and leaves branching out as precisely as a protractor.
This grass had already strangled all other plants nearby.
Chen Miemie's appearance prompted it to move again.
The spreading grass wrapped around Chen Miemie.
The grass did not attack immediately; instead, it let out intermittent whispers.
"Measuring... angle 85 degrees... not vertical."
Chen Miemie asked, "What do you mean?"
"Huh? You can actually hear me speak."
"Yeah, I can hear you. Why are you wrapping me up?"
"I am the Absolutely Vertical Grass. To me, growth must be orderly. All living things must grow vertically, or else I will help correct them."
"How am I not vertical? Is there any basis for your 85 degrees?"
"Hmph, my body is the most accurate measuring tool. Huh? Why can't I correct you?"
"A mere blade of grass. You have so little mystery, how could you possibly strangle me?"
"Oh, you're really strong. You are the 7th existence I've met that I couldn't correct."
"Stop talking nonsense and don't run around. This is my territory. Go back to the mist obediently and wait to leave together when the mist disperses, or I'll kill you."
"Oh, alright."
The little grass returned to the mist with its flowerpot.
Letting it go might mean it would continue to "correct" others in the future, causing quite a few killings, but Chen Miemie wasn't the type to take on karma for no reason.
There were millions of anomalies in this world; one more or one less made no difference. What did the destruction caused by anomalies have to do with him, Chen Miemie?
Speaking of which, his true form was the ultimate patron of a new anomaly race.
In Chen Miemie's eyes, the Absolutely Vertical Grass, being a plant, was inconvenient to move and not very useful.
Although it could be kept at home as a potted plant to serve as a layer of defense, the main issue was that this little grass had low intelligence and OCD. It gave off a feeling of unreliability in crucial moments, leading him to ultimately give up on it.
Currently, there were a total of seven patches of mist in Sixiang City.
Chen Miemie searched them one by one. In the first six patches of mist, he encountered two other anomalies.
The first was too ugly, and the second had limited usefulness, so he chased both away.
The final patch of mist.
A new anomaly appeared.
It was a sedan chair.
A living sedan chair.
The sedan opened its mouth and invited him to sit inside.
"Are you a proper sedan chair? Once I get in, you won't eat me, right?" Chen Miemie wasn't easily fooled.
"As long as you agree to one condition, I can take you anywhere within a 9999-meter radius."
"That's not very good. Why can't you go over 10,000 meters?"
"I'm a sedan chair, I run on legs. Too far and I get tired."
"How's your speed? Will you get stuck in traffic?"
"I'm about as fast as the cars here. I usually don't get stuck, but if I encounter a place a sedan chair can't pass, I'll get stuck there too."
"Is the ride bumpy?"
"Come sit and you'll know."
"Alright, take me to the South District Building."
"Alrighty! Destination is 4 kilometers away. Please get in."
Chen Miemie sat inside the sedan chair. Lifting the curtain on the side window, he could still see the scenery outside.
"Sit tight, we're setting off."
With the call to "set off."
Two sedan bearers dressed in black martial attire appeared out of thin air at the front and back of the sedan, lifted it up, and began to travel.
"Wait, there are actually people carrying the sedan!"
"Of course. I'm a sedan chair, I don't have wheels. How can I move forward without anyone carrying me?"
"Where did these two bearers come from?"
"They are also a part of me."
"Must be hard on you. No wonder you don't take orders over 10,000 meters."
The sedan chair was really fast. The 4-kilometer journey only took ten minutes.
"We've arrived."
"Oh, thanks. The ride wasn't bumpy at all. I'll look for you next time I go mountain climbing."
Sedan chair: ......
Be a decent human, will you.
"It's time to pay the fare for the ride."
"What do you want?"
"Your left ear and all the teeth on your upper jaw."
"Can we negotiate?" Chen Miemie tried to bargain.
"It's all hard-earned compensation. No bargaining."
"If you do this, who will ever look for you again?"
"No one ever rides a second time anyway."
"Deal. Come take them yourself. If you can get them, that's your skill."
The inside of the sedan cabin went pitch black.
The sedan chair's power began to activate.
One minute.
Three minutes.
Five minutes.
Chen Miemie got a bit impatient. "Are you done yet? I have things to do."
"I can't do anything to you. Just go."
"How can I do that? If word gets out, people will say Chen Miemie takes free rides on tyrant sedans."
"Then what can be done? My power sinks like a stone in the ocean the moment it touches you."
"How about this? You give yourself to me. If you belong to my family, then it won't be considered riding a sedan chair without paying."
"You want me to follow you?"
"Yes, you've seen my strength. Following me has a promising future."
"What are the benefits?"
"The benefits might not be many, but if you don't agree, I'll dismantle you."
"Alright, I agree."
"Hmm, what is your full name?"
"I am the [Sedan Chair of Contract]."
"Good, Sedan Chair of Contract, are you willing to follow me?"
"I am willing."
[Invitation of the Moon] completed.
The entire sedan chair was enveloped in yellow moonlight.
When the light dissipated, the body of the sedan chair had changed from pitch-black to light yellow, and the two sedan bearers had also changed into new clothes, wearing yellow riding jackets.
"Whoa, I changed color!"
Chen Miemie was also very satisfied. With this change in color, the aura was completely different, transforming from a rustic village sedan chair into an imperial royal sedan chair.
Overjoyed at gaining a new general, Chen Miemie was in a great mood.
He immediately started making empty promises.
"Sedan chair, don't worry. Just put up with it for one night for now. Tomorrow, I'll buy you a parking spot downstairs."

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.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"