A figure composed of yellow specks of light stood quietly atop the tallest building in Sixiang City.
Chen Miemie looked down at the city below, his eyes scanning the surrounding fog and anomalies like a radar.
To upgrade Mystery from 1.99 to 2, he only needed a material dropped by any anomaly.
Following the principle of proximity, he found his first anomaly in the south of the city.
He could spot this anomaly thanks to his current gaze, which cascaded down like moonlight.
It was an anomaly only the size of a palm.
It looked a bit like a dwarf from a fairy tale, but shrunk down several times.
Chen Miemie grabbed the little dwarf in his hand.
"What are you doing? What do you want? Go away, I don't like you!" the dwarf yelled.
Chen Miemie was curious. Usually, anomalies would just kill people they didn't like. This one actually just told him to go away?
He squeezed his fingers slightly.
The dwarf immediately gave in: "Spare me, great hero!"
"Oh, you actually know how to beg for mercy. Tell me, what kind of anomaly are you?"
"Reporting to the yellow light man, I am a Typo Sprite, and my name is Cuocuo."
"A Typo Sprite? What do you do?"
"I usually like to lie on the tips of writers' pens and quietly move their fingers, making harmless but very ridiculous typos appear in their manuscripts. Hehe, typos, I love typos the most~"
Chen Miemie was furious: "Aha! You little rascal, that is an absolutely heinous crime! What have you done recently? Confess!"
"I... I just came out of the last writer's study. I secretly changed 'loose' to 'lose', 'their' to 'there', and 'affect' to 'effect'..."
"Stop! You fiend, your crimes are too numerous to record! I will punish you in the name of the moon!"
"Wait, I protest!" the dwarf panicked.
"On what grounds do you protest?"
"You are not a writer, what right do you have to punish me?"
Smack. He thumped the dwarf on the head.
"I am not a writer, but I am a reader. I am the biggest victim of your evil deeds."
"Well, I don't deserve to die for that, do I? Can you let me off the hook? At worst, next time someone makes a typo, I'll correct it for them?"
Chen Miemie looked down at the little creature in his palm, full of majesty: "Can you keep your word?"
"Yes, yes, I can."
"Alright, I'll trust you this once. You can go."
As soon as the dwarf Cuocuo was freed, it darted into the fog and disappeared in an instant.
Chen Miemie let the pitiful little guy go.
He continued to search for the next anomaly.
Near the Paradise Building, a new victim of an anomaly appeared.
It was a piece of white cloth floating in the air.
There were a few black holes on the cloth, which were its eyes, nose, and mouth.
Chen Miemie quietly approached it, ready to strike.
Unexpectedly, it went straight through the wall and appeared on the other side.
"Ah, a ghost!" Chen Miemie screamed.
"Ah, a ghost!" the anomaly also screamed.
After screaming at each other twice, they stared at one another.
Chen Miemie realized the other party was even more cowardly than he was, and his confidence immediately surged: "What are you yelling about?"
"It was because you yelled 'there's a ghost', you scared me."
"Hmph, as an anomaly, you are actually afraid of ghosts. Aren't you ashamed? Speak, what kind are you?"
"I am a ghost."
Chen Miemie: ......
"You are a ghost yourself, and you're afraid of ghosts?"
"Yes, I am a Cowardly Ghost. I am most afraid of meeting other ghosts. I am often scared by my own sudden appearances, and then I try to run away through walls, but unfortunately, I can't escape my own tracking."
"You have a sickness, you need to get that treated. Forget it, you can go."
Chen Miemie wasn't very interested.
He couldn't even be bothered to bully a ghost that was afraid of itself.
Of course, he wouldn't admit that the real reason he let this anomaly go was that he was very happy there was a creature in the world even more afraid of ghosts than he was. He was no longer the most cowardly one.
"What's going on? Why are all the ones I meet tonight such puny weaklings? Can't I get a more ferocious one?" Chen Miemie muttered as he moved between the buildings.
"Ah! Someone's dead!" a scream came from ahead.
Following the sound, Chen Miemie arrived in front of a newly appeared patch of fog.
A red and black butterfly as large as a small car hovered in the air. Several people were lying on the ground, covered in blood.
Chen Miemie walked up to the butterfly.
"Come down."
The butterfly was pulled to the ground by an invisible force, completely dazed by the fall.
Chen Miemie walked past the people lying around one by one.
There seemed to be a lot of blood at the scene, and the screams were loud, but no one had actually died.
"How did you all get hurt? Nobody is dead here."
These people also knew that the glowing man asking the question was the key to their survival, so they scrambled to provide information.
The first was a fashionably dressed lady: "The butterfly said the left side of my tattooed eyebrows was too dense, so it dug out a piece of flesh from my brow bone."
The second was a young man: "The butterfly said my middle-parted hair wasn't parted exactly from the center, so it ripped off all my hair."
The third was a middle-aged man with a square face. He couldn't even stand up, and his face was the palest: "That damn butterfly... It couldn't find any problems with my face, so it actually said my balls weren't centered, and gave me..."
Hiss. Everyone at the scene gasped in horror.
Chen Miemie felt the pain just looking at the square-faced man.
The butterfly that had been pulled to the ground finally struggled to get up. Its terrifying bug eyes stared at Chen Miemie:
"Interesting. You actually dare to provoke me, the Symmetry Butterfly, on your own initiative."
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] [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!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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?!
