The anti-qi coating data was handed over by Jiang Che, while the Equality Device, after several rounds of negotiations, ultimately remained in his possession. However, once manufactured, it could only be supplied to the official authorities of Dragon Country. This essentially tied it directly to the Dragon Country government.
As for the price Dragon Country offered, it was naturally an astronomical sum Jiang Che couldn’t refuse. It was foreseeable that in the future, these Equality Devices would appear in police stations big and small across Dragon Country. Once the numbers scaled up, the profits would undoubtedly be substantial!
Over at Qiangsheng Group, work had already begun in full swing, with employees putting in overtime to get things moving.
...
Upon returning to the Jiang residence—
"Jiang Che!!! Where have you been this time?"
Yu Wan'er perked up sharply, her sixth sense as a girl telling her... Jiang Che had definitely been up to no good during his absence.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Stop sniffing my clothes! Are you a dog or something?"
Yu Wan'er had pounced on Jiang Che, pinning him to the couch as she sniffed him with her petite nose.
Then, her brows furrowed. "As I thought... you smell like another woman. You’ve been flirting with someone else again, haven’t you?"
The little loli narrowed her eyes slightly. "This scent... it’s some kind of perfume, something light and elegant. Must be an older sister type? Sister Gu and Sister Leng don’t wear this kind of fragrance, so it has to be someone else!"
Jiang Che was stunned. "Damn, are you actually a dog? Identifying people by scent now?"
Yu Wan'er gritted her teeth, her gaze filled with disdain as she looked at him. "Ugh, men are all the same—filthy, fickle trash."
She tried to get up and leave, but Jiang Che yanked her back into his arms.
"Yu Wan'er, have I not disciplined you enough lately? Getting bold, are we?"
His voice carried a chilling edge, making Yu Wan'er instinctively clamp her legs together.
"Yu Wan'er, if you’re this jealous... does that mean you’ve already fallen for me? Love born from time spent together?"
Yu Wan'er’s face flushed red, but she pursed her lips. "Hmph! If it weren’t for the fact that you’re still somewhat useful, I’d have dumped you ages ago."
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. This little girl had indeed changed quite a bit—she was gradually coming to terms with her own feelings.
"Alright, I know what you’re craving. We’ll deal with that tonight. Go call Yao Yao and the others down."
He gave Yu Wan'er’s petite backside a light pat before letting her go.
Her face still flushed, she scurried away.
Jiang Che’s gaze deepened. Ever since his system upgraded, the world’s landscape had subtly shifted toward an unknown direction.
For instance, the increasing number of rogue martial artists was a clear signal—it was as if the entire world’s structure had evolved alongside his system’s upgrade!
While there was no so-called "spiritual revival," many ordinary people had spontaneously awakened as martial artists.
To ensure the safety of the girls around him, he had to be cautious and equip them with more trump cards.
[Villain Aura: The host can bestow Villain Aura upon anyone, making them immune to all protagonist aura effects, including abilities like mind-reading or X-ray vision.]
[Price: 1000 points.]
This Villain Aura was an excellent tool—he had to equip every girl around him with it.
Through Chen Hao, Jiang Che had learned that within the Chosen Ones Association, there were a few members whose abilities weren’t particularly strong but were downright annoying.
Some could forcibly hypnotize, others had X-ray vision, and a few could even hear people’s thoughts.
Other abilities weren’t a big deal, but the one with X-ray vision had to be dealt with immediately. Jiang Che refused to let some creep ogle his women with that kind of power.
So, the Villain Aura was a must—one for each of them!
As for the guy with X-ray vision, Jiang Che was already preparing to send him on his way.
What way? The winding path up Brokeback Mountain.
......
"Achoo—!"
Yang Ming suddenly sneezed. "Who’s talking about me? It’s not Chen Hao, is it? I need to stay far away from that guy... he’s already gotten one person killed this month."
Within the Chosen Ones Association, he was nothing more than a marginal figure, with an ability as simple as X-ray vision.
Before joining the association, he had been an arrogant young man, thinking his X-ray vision made him invincible!
But after entering the Chosen Ones Association, he was humbled.
His prized X-ray vision was utterly worthless in the face of system-powered heavyweights. His main role was being dispatched to various branches to gamble on stones or games, raking in insane profits.
In just three years, he had earned the headquarters hundreds of billions, and his own wealth had skyrocketed as well.
Life was good!
Just then, a voice drifted into his ears. "Brother Yang, mind taking me along on your next mission?"
Yang Ming instantly broke out in goosebumps—that ghostly voice was unforgettable.
The association’s walking disaster... Chen Hao!
In just one month since joining, he had already gotten one teammate killed. Every Chosen One who teamed up with him ended up maimed or crippled in some horrific way.
"No, no, no! You’re my elder brother—stay away from me!"
Yang Ming had been brainwashed via hypnosis and didn’t know about Chen Hao’s cursed system, but that didn’t stop him from fearing the man.
"Brother Yang, I haven’t had any missions lately. Let me tag along with you. Heard your ability is X-ray vision, hehehe~~~" Chen Hao’s grin grew increasingly perverted.
That’s right—the headquarters hadn’t assigned him any tasks, but you are my mission!
His cursed system had recently issued him an S-rank mission: Blind Yang Ming’s eyes. Reward: 500,000 curse points.
That’s why he had set his sights on Yang Ming. He had to pull this off—500,000 points was no joke.
The way Chen Hao looked at Yang Ming practically glowed.
As if to say: Brother, you smell delicious!
...
"Wear these rings at all times—they might save your lives one day."
Jiang Che solemnly handed out rings, each forged from "Impeccable Defense," to every one of his women and also equipped them with Villain Aura.
"Save our lives?" Ye Mengyao tilted her head, eyeing the ring now on her ring finger.
At first, she had been thrilled, thinking it was a proposal ring!
But even if it wasn’t, she could pretend it was. Wearing it on her ring finger meant she was a married woman now—heehee!
"Exactly. In a life-or-death crisis, it’ll protect you and teleport you straight to my side."
Jiang Che’s words stunned the girls once again.
"Wow, that’s amazing!" Qin Qiaoqiao and Qiangwei were Jiang Che’s devoted fans—they’d believe anything he said!
But Shen Yu was shocked all over again. As a staunch believer in science, she had once thought everything in the world could be explained rationally. Yet ever since Jiang Che appeared, her worldview had been shattered by his... overwhelming presence.
The reason she had moved into the Jiang family villa was to study Jiang Che, but the more she learned, the more enigmatic he became.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
