Boom!
The thunder roared.
In front of the Destiny Mental Hospital.
Qin Luo looked up at the suddenly darkened sky, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
Su Muwan felt the same.
She glanced at the sky, which seemed to mirror their mood, and then at Qin Luo's grave expression.
Gulp!
She swallowed hard.
Something's wrong, very wrong.
Under normal circumstances, doesn't this kind of situation usually mean something bad is about to happen?
No way, right?
Su Muwan lowered her head, her eyes trembling. Ever since her rebirth, everything had been smooth sailing for her.
This time... could it be that some kind of ridiculously tragic BAD END scenario is about to unfold?
Please, not that kind of thing!
"Miss, let's go in."
Qin Luo walked up to the gate and pushed open the iron door. Strangely, Teng Ao, the Dragon King who was supposed to be guarding the entrance, was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, right."
Su Muwan snapped out of her thoughts and quickly followed him.
Inside the Destiny Mental Hospital.
Unlike the first time they had come here, the once dilapidated and dim hospital lobby now looked as if it had been completely renovated, bright and transparent.
"You're here."
Doctor Ya's lazy voice drifted over.
She emerged from a small room.
Her expression was calm and indifferent, as if she had known Qin Luo would come.
Qin Luo nodded. "You knew we were coming?"
"Hmm... it was about time, wasn't it?"
Doctor Ya yawned, glancing at Su Muwan beside Qin Luo with a hint of something unreadable in her eyes.
Then she said, "Are you two together now?"
Su Muwan blinked, then moved closer to Qin Luo, clearing her throat as she said, "So what if we are?"
"What do you mean, 'so what'?"
Doctor Ya seemed to have a headache at this point. She scratched her head while looking at Qin Luo and muttered, "I already told you not to get emotionally involved with people from this world."
"Now... sigh."
Qin Luo frowned at her words. "What do you mean by that?"
"What exactly is the Destiny Mental Hospital for? Is it just a place to contain people like the Dragon King, who are chosen by destiny?"
"And why can't I get emotionally involved with people from this world?"
Su Muwan also snapped back to reality, clutching Qin Luo's arm as she shouted, "Hey! Dark circles lady! What are you saying with all this weird stuff?"
"Why are you trying to make Qin Luo break up with me?"
...When did I say anything about breaking up?
Doctor Ya sighed softly. She waved her hand and started walking forward. "Since things have come to this, follow me."
"I hope you can handle the truth."
The... truth?
Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged glances.
Is there really some kind of secret?
Su Muwan grew even more nervous. She tightly held onto Qin Luo's arm, looking up at him with panicked eyes. "This is bad, Qin Luo. I've read novels like this before!"
"What?"
Qin Luo was confused.
Seeing Qin Luo's clueless expression, Su Muwan couldn't help but feel exasperated. She explained, "You know, that kind of story!"
"Where the male and female leads are doing just fine in the early and middle parts, and then suddenly the author throws in some tragic twist!"
"Some kind of bitter, heart-wrenching plot device that forces the leads to break up or go through some kind of hardship!"
"Look at that dark circles lady!!"
Su Muwan clenched her fists, looking as if she had already figured out the truth, and cried out in despair, "The truth we're about to see is definitely something terrible that will force us apart!"
"It's definitely going to be some kind of ridiculous twist where we have no choice but to separate!!!"
As Qin Luo listened, he couldn't help but laugh. "Miss, you've been reading too many novels, haven't you?"
"Hey! You're being so rude! Isn't this exactly like the kind of plot you see in novels? You just haven't read enough of them!"
Su Muwan protested.
"Are you two coming or not?"
Doctor Ya stopped walking and turned back to ask, looking exasperated.
"Ahem, coming!"
As they moved forward.
The two followed Doctor Ya to a ward marked with the number 【1】.
"This is..."
Qin Luo and Su Muwan looked up.
Isn't this the room where Xiao Tian, the Dragon King, was originally staying?
The door was closed.
Doctor Ya walked up and turned the handle. Before fully opening the door, she turned to Qin Luo and said, "Before I show you the truth, Qin Luo, I need to remind you of one thing."
"What is it?"
"After you see the truth, you will be completely bound by the cause and effect of this matter. You must fulfill your duty as the director of the Destiny Mental Hospital."
"??"
Qin Luo slowly typed two question marks in his mind.
Before Qin Luo could react.
The door was pushed open.
The two of them peeked inside.
There was no exaggerated scene as they had imagined.
Just a simple, clean room.
A brand-new bed, a dining table, a chair, and a TV that was currently on.
"Dir... Director!"
Xiao Tian, the Dragon King, was wearing a hospital gown, sitting on a small chair eating lunch and watching TV.
When he saw Qin Luo, he immediately became excited and tried to stand up.
But it seemed as if some kind of force was restraining him, making it impossible for him to rise.
"Wait! Let me finish watching this show, and then I'll come play with you, Director!"
Xiao Tian quickly said, then turned back to continue watching TV.
Qin Luo looked at Doctor Ya, who had walked to the side, and twitched his lips. "Is this what you wanted us to see?"
"Of course not."
Doctor Ya shook her head, pointing at the TV. "If you want to know the answer, go and watch that TV."
Watch the TV...
Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged glances.
Just as Qin Luo was about to step forward.
Su Muwan grabbed him.
"Miss?"
Qin Luo turned to look at Su Muwan.
The latter took a deep breath and looked at Qin Luo seriously. "Qin Luo, this! This is clearly about to trigger a new plot!"
"By then, you and I will definitely get dragged into something huge!"
"Are we really going to watch?"
Qin Luo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Miss, sometimes you can be a bit chuuni, but what you say does make sense."
"But..."
He took a step forward toward the TV. "Since we're already here, how can we not watch it?"
"Hey! Who's chuuni?!"
Su Muwan's face turned red as she tugged at Qin Luo. "No! If we watch it, we're definitely going to trigger a bad ending!"
"That's why I said, since we're already here!"
Qin Luo dragged Su Muwan forward.
["You good-for-nothing! This ten million is all thanks to Miss Wang! What does a lazy bum like you have to do with it!"]
"No... huh?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo both froze.
Without hesitation, they quickly ran over to the TV.
And what they saw made them freeze in place.
On the TV screen was a familiar scene.
It seemed to be a banquet.
And the person being slapped in the face... was none other than Xiao Tian!!!
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
