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."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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 the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
