A four-story building with streaked spray-painted walls stood before them. At the entrance, a group of strong men gathered in small clusters, smoking and chatting around a bonfire.
The entire building belonged to the Tiger Gang, serving as their local branch in this district. They maintained a daily presence of over fifty personnel, the majority of whom were Enhanced Series ability users. After all, among the various abilities, only a few belonged to the Enhanced Series and enjoyed certain rights.
It could be said that the foundation of society was composed of these Enhanced Series ability users, although there were some outstanding abilities, there were also many low-ranked ability users.
In the human world, mediocrity was the norm.
Li Changan stood at a corner not far away, able to discern the approximate number of people inside the building by listening to the sounds and movements. Although he was not a Perception Series ability user, he could gauge the situation through the voices and activities within the building.
A forced breakthrough was impossible. Not to mention whether he had the ability, engaging in a bloody fight on the streets would undoubtedly attract the attention of patrol troops in no time.
Becoming a wanted criminal of the Empire was not his intention.
However, dealing with these kinds of people was not a new experience for Li Changan. He had his unique methods.
As he approached the entrance, Li Changan was stopped.
A strong man extended his rock-like, ash-white arm to block Li Changan's path, frowning. "Kid, don't you know where this place is?"
"I'm looking for your boss," Li Changan raised his head, his gaze icy and chilling. "Remove your hand."
"Don't be so arrogant," the strong man coldly snorted. "Not just anyone can meet our boss. Get lost!"
Li Changan tilted his head slightly and smiled. "You think an Enhanced Series ability user can be so arrogant in front of me?"
In the next moment, a dagger sliced across the strong man's shoulder, circling around his arm before severing it completely. As the arm fell to the ground, the strong man's wail of agony just began to escape his lips.
"Who's next?" Li Changan surveyed his surroundings. His ruthless and terrifying display of power intimidated the onlookers. When faced with these street-smart individuals, nothing inspired more fear than strength and brutality.
Leaning against the wall near the door stood a tall, thin man who had been silently observing. Only when Li Changan's gaze turned towards him did he smile faintly and approach.
"Chen Xue, how should I address you, brother?" Chen Xue extended his hand towards Li Changan. "My brother here lacks manners, please forgive him."
"You don't have the qualifications to know my name," Li Changan arrogantly retorted, boldly rejecting Chen Xue's face.
Chen Xue furrowed his brows slightly, but remained calm, continuing to smile. "Brother, do you want to meet our boss? I can take you there. Would it be convenient for you to tell me what you're here for?"
"I'm here to discuss a business deal on behalf of our young master," Li Changan delivered the prepared lines.
With his current strength, he couldn't earn the respect of the Tiger Gang, but if he presented himself as a servant despite his abilities, it would be enough to capture their attention.
The key to bluffing wasn't the tiger, it was that at the very least, you had to be a fox!
As expected, Chen Xue couldn't conceal his surprise on his face and couldn't help but ask, "May I ask which young master you're referring to?"
"Wow, you sure talk a lot," squinted Li Changan. "Do you think you're qualified to know the name of my young master? Consider yourself lucky that I don't enjoy killing the weak."
Provoked time and time again, even a clay figure could get angry. Chen Xue's lean body seemed to inflate like a balloon, and he coldly replied, "Do you think I'm weak?"
"With some skill, but are you stronger than 'The Undertaker'?" Li Changan licked his lips, a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Chen Xue's face filled with horror as he took a step back, exclaiming, "You killed The Undertaker?"
Li Changan nodded. "Took the opportunity while buying things for the young master. Enough with the idle talk, come and prove that you're not weak."
"No more fighting, please!" Chen Xue hastily waved his hand. The place where The Undertaker died was their territory, and the information about the participants in the transaction belonged to the Tiger Gang. After The Undertaker's death was reported, Chen Xue personally handled it.
According to the description below, The Undertaker didn't even have a chance to react before being killed, and the young man who attacked him was dangerously close to S-level.
"Follow me, brother. I'll take you to meet the boss," Chen Xue said, understanding the danger. He didn't dare to act recklessly; he wasn't stronger than The Undertaker.
Li Changan shook his head in regret, sheathing his dagger and following behind Chen Xue towards the building.
By the way, thanks to The Undertaker. Who would have thought that killing that big idiot would bring unexpected surprises now?
Passing through the titanium alloy iron door, a nauseating stench that made Li Changan extremely uncomfortable emanated from inside. He was familiar with this smell, a mixture of blood, decay, tobacco, alcohol, and the foul odor left after intercourse.
The room inside was the same. Even on the ground floor, one could faintly hear the heart-wrenching screams of women and the heavy breathing of men, occasionally accompanied by the sound of rolling bottles.
"The boss is on the third floor. Follow me, brother," Chen Xue led the way, kicking aside the drunken subordinates.
Li Changan stopped in his tracks. "No rush. I seem to have spotted a woman who interests me. Do you mind if I take a closer look?"
A pervert? Well, that made it easier to deal with! Chen Xue laughed, "Of course, if you don't mind, I can have my men clean her up. You can take her away when you leave."
"All the women here are sold to us by the Tiger Gang. Brother, feel free to pick a few to take with you."
"That's great," Li Changan smiled, patting Chen Xue's shoulder. "Thank you in advance. But how about that one?"
Following Li Changan's pointed direction, Chen Xue turned his head and in the next moment, murderous intent enveloped him. He instinctively tried to unleash his extraordinary ability but suddenly found that it wouldn't respond.
In this brief moment of hesitation, a sharp dagger pierced through Chen Xue's neck, penetrating the intervertebral foramen.
Thud! The head fell to the ground, and Chen Xue's consciousness still lingered while everything else turned to dust.
"One down," Li Changan flicked the dagger, unnoticed in the dim light. Without a sound, someone had already met their demise.
In the dim light, Li Changan was like a hunting beast, choosing his prey.
Even those women who were pinned down by others couldn't escape their fate. There were people outside the door watching, and there weren't many people on the first floor to begin with. In less than ten minutes, blood had already spread across the floor.
"There are fewer people than I imagined." Li Changan took off his soaked shirt and raised his hand to turn off the lights.
The entire building plunged into darkness.
Treading on the sticky blood, Li Changan made his way upstairs.
This world has never shown him any kindness since he was born. From childhood to adulthood, apart from his family, all he received was disdain and humiliation.
No matter how good his grades were, without any special abilities, he was nothing but a waste. From a young age, he knew he didn't deserve kindness.
As he grew older, even the kindness from his family gradually faded away, until the appearance of Jiang Shuibu and Brother Lin pulled him back from the edge of depravity.
If he hadn't met these two people, Li Changan didn't know what he would have become. Perhaps a serial killer or a perverted member of an anti-social group.
It was only after meeting these two people that Li Changan realized that maybe there were people in this world who would treat him well, speak from their hearts, and advise him to face life.
Perhaps only these two people in the world would be kind to him.
Until he arrived in Luo City, first the restaurant owner, and then Wen Anran, Li Changan was learning to believe that his luck was getting better.
Maybe I am also worthy of someone's trust, worthy of being liked—this was the first time in his life that Li Changan had such a thought, and he himself didn't even notice the joy in his heart.
But now, that kindness has been destroyed, as if breaking a certain shackle in Li Changan's heart.
"I'll kill you all, bastards!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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?"
