Chen Miemie really liked his good friend Liu Bo, who was practically a human encyclopedia for him.
With a friend like this, he could avoid at least ten months of detours in this new world.
"What Anomalies? You mean monsters?"
"Of course not, who's afraid of monsters? The Anomalies that emerge from the fog have completely unfixed strengths, forms, and abilities. Every single one is unique."
"Are you saying that if we run into one, we're dead for sure?"
"Not necessarily. Anomalies are all different, not just in abilities, but also in habits. Some aren't very aggressive. As long as you don't do anything stupid, it might just snatch the potato chips right out of your hand."
"Let me just ask quietly, what percentage of them are the non-aggressive kind?"
"There's no data. Anyway, as far as we humans are concerned, the loss of control over our own life and death is unacceptable."
"True, it's better to stay far away."
"Ordinary people can hide at home every day, but we can't." Liu Bo sighed.
A strand of hair stood straight up on Chen Miemie's head like an exclamation mark.
"Why can't we hide?"
"Because we are graduating students. Chen Miemie, do you know what the graduation exam entails?"
"You know in advance? What is it?"
"In 100 cities around the world, the exam content is the same every year." For the first time, a timid expression appeared on Liu Bo's face. "On the Day of No Tomorrow, you have to stay alone in the fog for a full day."
"After that day, if you survive and haven't gone mad, you graduate."
Chen Miemie and Liu Bo stayed at school until six-thirty in the evening. They had dinner in the cafeteria before leaving the school gates and heading their separate ways home.
Stepping out of the large warehouse-like structure, he looked up and, sure enough, saw a crescent red moon.
Chen Miemie had harvested a wealth of information and was in a good mood. He muttered to the sky, "A blood-red moon isn't so bad. By the way, where is my system, the standard equipment for transmigrators? System? Sys? Where are you?"
He was just calling out casually, not expecting an actual response.
[Hello, Chen Miemie.]
Just as he boarded the matchbox-like bus, a line of red text appeared out of thin air in the void before Chen Miemie's eyes.
He looked around, but the surrounding passengers didn't seem to notice it.
[Don't worry, only you can see what I say. If you think it in your heart, I can hear it.]
Chen Miemie immediately got excited and started typing in his mind: 'Are you a system that will let me slaughter everything in my path?'
[System? If you mean something that can help you, then yes, I am.]
'What's your function? Hurry up and introduce yourself.'
[Me? I can bestow blessings upon you.]
'What's the use of a blessing?'
[Hold on, let me think. Oh, right, blessings can grant your body Immortality to quickly recover from injuries; it can also grant Berserk, enhancing your strength and speed; and also, it can grant Erosion, where if you bite someone, you can make them obey you.]
'Immortality? Compared to last night, is the effect about the same?'
[I don't know anything about last night.]
'That's true, you weren't here last night. Let me ask another way, what's the maximum damage this Immortality can let me endure?'
[You are very special. Your body can almost completely bear the maximum amount of Immortality I can give you. Right now, your Immortality level is nine.]
Chen Miemie was a newbie and didn't really know what level nine Immortality meant.
'I'll give you a name. Your words are all blood-red, so I'll call you Xiao Hong from now on.'
[That sounds awful. No.]
'Hmm? Then what do you want to be called?'
[Call me Xiao Hong.]
'That's the exact same pronunciation, isn't it? It is the exact same pronunciation!'
[It's different. Xiao Hong sounds better.]
'Alright, Xiao Hong it is. Xiao Hong, give me a system quest.'
[What is a quest?]
'As a system cheat, you're being a bit unprofessional. A quest is when you tell me to do something, I do it successfully, and then you give me good stuff that's useful to me.'
[I can just give you useful good stuff directly. You don't need to do anything.]
'You're that good to me?'
Chen Miemie felt a bit guilty. This was too good to be true, making him feel like a pie had dropped from the sky, but with a trap inside.
[Of course, we're super close, we're great friends.]
'Alright, I believe you. Open my personal status panel.'
[Personal status panel?]
'No way, Boss Xiao Hong, are you up to this? How come you don't even have basic functions? It's just displaying the data metrics for my various abilities.'
[Oh, let me design one.]
[Chen Miemie (Xiao Hong's Blessed Edition) Mystery Degree: 0.99 Immortality: 9, Abilities: Moonlight, Self-Healing, Berserk, Erosion Infection, Witch's Luck]
Chen Miemie wasn't very satisfied with this overly simplistic panel, but Xiao Hong was very obedient, and he didn't want to bully her.
'Alright, this will do for now. Wait! What kind of ability is Witch's Luck?'
Chen Miemie knew that the first one, Moonlight, was his own innate special ability, while Self-Healing, Berserk, and Erosion Infection were blessings from Xiao Hong.
He wasn't too sure about this Witch's Luck. Judging from the word "Witch", it might be related to his witch mother, Chen Miaomiao.
[I ran an analysis. This ability is also a blessing from the outside. It roughly improves your luck, making it easier for you to make advantageous choices when faced with trade-offs.]
'Sounds pretty good.'
Chen Miemie once again lowered his suspicions towards Chen Miaomiao.
Luck was something invisible and intangible, but its power dimension was very high.
It made absolutely no sense for a powerful adoptive mother to bestow such a blessing upon him, only to then send an assassin to kill him.
Could it be one of Chen Miaomiao's enemies trying to sow discord?
In the end, it was because he currently had too little information and was too weak, which made an assassination attempt so complicated.
If he was temporarily stuck in a dead end, it was better to set it aside for now, change directions, and focus on improving his own strength first. After all, this was a world with supernatural abilities.
If he had enough strength, he could handle any changes by remaining unchanged.
Chen Miemie shook his head and got off the bus.
It goes without saying what kind of psychological struggle he went through just to climb up to the 18th floor.
Anyway, once he got home and locked the door, he collapsed on the sofa for over ten minutes before his legs finally stopped feeling like jelly.
On the night of the Rainbow Moon, the light source inside the house still came from the moons painted on the various ceilings, except that on Rainbow Moon nights, they emitted a matching pale red glow.
He came back after taking a nice, relaxing bath in the large bathtub.
He found three consecutive messages on his watch.
The first message.
Time: 20:29
Sender: Liu Bo
Content: My son Chen Miemie, remember your father's words well. After midnight, it will be the Day of No Tomorrow. For the entirety of tomorrow, watches won't receive messages. Absolutely do not go outside under any circumstances. Don't make any loud noises at home, and no matter what sounds you hear outside the doors or windows, ignore them! Reply when you receive this.
The second message.
Time: 20:36
Sender: Yue Junyang
Content: According to the investigation, the last message sent by [King Kong] before his death was at 3:30 PM yesterday. The content was, "Arrived at the designated location, target to be protected not yet found."
Third message.
Time: 8:53 PM
Sender: Loli Teacher
Content: You better listen to me, kid. If you dare to step outside tomorrow, I will break your legs.
"Hmm? No messages can be received all day on the [Day Without Tomorrow]? That is really not good news."
Chen Miemie replied to them one by one, confirming that he had received the messages.
Lying in bed, right up until he fell asleep, Chen Miemie's mind kept wandering:
"When people in this world hide in their homes on every [Day Without Tomorrow], what exactly do they do? And what in the world actually happens on a [Day Without Tomorrow]?"
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
