Click~
Stepping through the main gate of the psychiatric hospital.
"Hakilo, you bastard..."
A weary voice drifted faintly from the corridor.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan turned to look.
There stood Doctor Ya, leaning against the wall as she shuffled forward, the hem of her white coat dragging a winding trail of blood behind her.
Her dark circles seemed even deeper than before, strands of medical gauze tangled in her disheveled hair, making her look like a living corpse that had crawled out of the morgue.
Qin Luo noticed her right hand, gripping a scalpel, was trembling slightly.
"Uh..." Su Muwan tightened her grip on Qin Luo's arm and whispered, "Qin Luo, is she about to die...?"
"And why did she call you 'Hakilo'? Do they even have TikTok in a place like this?"
Honestly...
Every time they came to the psychiatric hospital, this doctor always looked half-dead.
Doctor Ya ignored Su Muwan's snark.
Instead, she suddenly stopped in front of them, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the soles of Qin Luo's feet. "This time... fifteen... no... twenty-two..."
"You locked them in your shadow?"
Hearing this, Qin Luo gave Doctor Ya—whose condition seemed even worse than before—a strange look. "Let’s set aside that weird nickname for now."
"More importantly, how do you always know exactly how many people I bring with me?"
With that, he snapped his fingers.
Snap!
Darkness dripped from the ceiling like ink, pooling on the floor into a swirling vortex.
Twenty-two figures bound in shadowy chains emerged from the abyss, golden marks of destiny flickering on their foreheads.
Among them were previous T0 protagonists like Lu Hongshen.
Some of their marks burned like the morning sun, while others were dimmer.
The only thing they all shared was that their marks of destiny were entwined and sealed by shadowy tendrils.
Su Muwan blinked.
Then—
Her pupils trembled violently.
Wait, what?
She knew Qin Luo had gone out to capture "Chosen Ones," but—
Seriously?!
How were there so many?!
Did he catch all of these in just one night?!
Then... what was the point of her own breakdown in her past life?!
Good lord...
Was this the difference between humans and monsters?!
Meanwhile...
"Indomitable Body Legacy, protagonist... Chen Yan. Starting Over as a Losing Tycoon, protagonist... Young Master Wang..."
"One Choice a Day Leads Me to the Pinnacle of Life, protagonist... Lin Jiu..."
Doctor Ya recited each name one by one before her scalpel suddenly pointed at a cold-eyed woman with her eyes closed. She sighed softly.
Rubbing her messy hair in frustration, she muttered, "Even a protagonist with this level of fortune... and you caught her at this point in time?"
"Peerless Sword Saint, protagonist—Xue Wuchen."
The moment the tip of the scalpel pointed at her, the woman’s azure-blue eyes snapped open.
The shadowy collar around her neck shattered instantly, and countless golden threads erupted from her pupils!
Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.
He lifted his hand slightly.
Hum!
The woman froze, unable to move.
[When the desire to strike manifests, all targets of the slap immediately lose all ability to resist.]
Qin Luo glanced at Doctor Ya. "What’s so special about this one?"
As he spoke, he checked her fortune index—1,540,000.
One million five hundred forty thousand?!
Damn, that’s high.
He had originally planned to collect all the fortune and transfer it to the young miss, but now, seeing Xue Wuchen’s absurdly high fortune, he couldn’t help but wonder—how much bad luck could this erase for her?
Doctor Ya shook her head. "This one’s fortune has already met the minimum threshold to become a... pawn."
She stepped forward and stood in front of the girl.
Squelch.
Her scalpel pierced precisely between the girl’s brows, crimson runes crawling along the blade.
The golden threads suddenly reversed direction, wrapping around the girl herself and cocooning her in layers.
Qin Luo didn’t understand. He tilted his head. "Minimum threshold to become a pawn?"
"Doctor Granny, your mental state seems even worse than before. What are you talking about?"
Doctor Ya: "?"
Why did everyone keep talking to her like this?
She took a deep breath, maintaining a deadpan expression as she met Qin Luo’s clueless gaze. Finally, she sighed. "Let me explain everything, one thing at a time."
"Because... you seem different from all the previous Cleaners and Final Villains."
Qin Luo blinked. "Previous Cleaners? You mean I had predecessors?"
Su Muwan also blinked. "Previous Final Villains? You mean I had villain predecessors?"
Doctor Ya didn’t explain what had happened to their so-called "predecessors."
Instead, she said, "I didn’t expect you to encounter a Chosen One of this caliber so soon."
"But who knew you’d go this far?"
Su Muwan interjected, "Hold on, when Qin Luo was doing this, I was still sleeping like a baby."
Doctor Ya: "......"
Qin Luo was even more confused. "Wait, stop being cryptic. Didn’t you tell us we needed to capture ninety-nine Chosen Ones?"
(Refer to Chapter 400.)
Su Muwan nodded. "Yeah, and you said once we finished, the world would go back to normal."
"Then Qin Luo and I could live happily ever after."
(Refer to Chapter 400.)
"I only said that to buy time. And I never said that last part."
Doctor Ya’s expression didn’t change.
"??"
"Buy time x2?"
Qin Luo and Su Muwan froze, then spoke in unison: "Buy time for what?"
"To give you time to grow stronger."
Since things had already come this far, Doctor Ya had no choice but to explain. "Remember what I told you before?"
"That the reason this world is overrun with Chosen Ones is because the Heavenly Dao went mad for unknown reasons, causing the world to collapse?"
Qin Luo nodded. "Yeah, and?"
Doctor Ya continued, "Think of this world as a polluted fish tank, and you, Qin Luo, are the Cleaner."
"Restoring the correct flow of fate is like filtering out the pollution in the water."
"That way, the shattered Heavenly Dao can gradually repair itself."
"But..."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Xueqi! Don’t steal my lollipop!"
"Long Long! What’s your problem?! I was saving this for Brother Wang Yong!"
"Wahh, Xueqi, don’t be like this. We just finished watching TV—we should go help Miss Shangguan sort out her newly developed man-eating carnivorous flowers!"
"Senior Brother! Stop being such a pushover!"
Pat pat pat pat!
A group of patients stampeded past.
Then—
Doctor Ya pointed expressionlessly at the courtyard full of lunatics. "They’ve replayed their original scripts countless times."
"But they still can’t return to normal."
Qin Luo thought for a second. "So... what if they watch it countless more times?"
Su Muwan nodded in agreement. "Great idea!"
"??"
"Watching it a hundred more times won’t do shit! Do you think their current fates are normal?!"
Doctor Ya felt like she was about to faint from anger—or rather, she hadn’t expected her emotions to flare up this intensely.
After all, she was technically one of the incarnations of the Heavenly Dao’s will.
Qin Luo: "..."
Su Muwan: "..."
The two of them glanced at the now-idiotic Dragon King, the feminized Medicine Immortal, and the one who loved stealing others’ belongings... Oh, wait, that guy had always been a thief.
In short.
"So, you’re saying..." Qin Luo pointed at himself. "It’s my fault?"
Su Muwan was moved. For once, Qin Luo hadn’t shifted the blame onto her.
"Under normal circumstances, yes, I’d blame you. But since you’re also the cleaner I chose, there’s no point in blaming you."
"If we really have to blame someone, blame the biggest villain in this world."
Su Muwan: "Hey?"
Shaking her head, Doctor Ya refocused. "Back to the main topic."
"The Heavenly Dao has gone mad, splitting into countless fragments of its will. Some of these corrupted fragments gave birth to [Malignances]—you’ve already encountered them, right?"
Qin Luo nodded. "Already cleaned them up."
The moment he said that, Doctor Ya replied flatly, "No. As things stand, they can’t be fully eradicated."
"Because..."
Qin Luo cut her off, pointing at the sky as if he’d seen through everything. "Because there’s something else up there, secretly dropping more Malignances?"
Doctor Ya looked at him in surprise. "You’re smarter than I thought."
Qin Luo shrugged. "Well, it’s pretty much that kind of plot."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
