"Ding! System Mission: 【Black on Black】
Mission Reward: 【Eye of Perception】
Evil Power +10!"
The silver moon hung like a disc in the sky, and a cold wind howled.
On the rooftop of a skyscraper, An Yi sat on the edge, twirling a dagger in his hand with dazzling skill. Hearing the system's voice echo in his mind, a look of disdain appeared on his handsome face.
"Only 10 points of Evil Power? So damn stingy!"
Gazing at the bustling traffic below, An Yi casually put away the dagger.
Among the sea of people, one figure stood out—a man running frantically, clearly panicked.
A smirk curled on An Yi's lips as he leapt off the rooftop!
His tall figure, illuminated by the moonlight, looked eerily captivating.
7 PM.
The last traces of the sunset in the western sky faded, and the silver moon had already risen in the east.
The night in Jiangbei City was just beginning.
"Move! Get out of the way!"
A scar-faced man with a fierce expression, clutching a high-end women's handbag, barreled through the night market.
With his burly and imposing build, he knocked over two people, drawing a chorus of curses!
Feeling the bag in his hands, the scar-faced man was overjoyed.
What luck! It's not easy to snatch something from the rich. This bag's a luxury brand—worth at least a hundred grand!
Thud!
At the corner, a young man seemingly appeared out of nowhere and collided head-on with him.
The scar-faced man stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.
"Looking to die, huh? Are you blind or what?!"
The scar-faced man roared, his face twisted with rage.
"Sorry, didn't see you!" The young man who bumped into him pressed down his baseball cap and apologized.
Glaring at the boy with hatred, the scar-faced man turned and ran into a dark alley.
On any other day, he would've beaten the kid senseless, knocking out three of his teeth and leaving him bloodied!
After a few steps, the scar-faced man suddenly realized his hands were empty.
Where's the bag?!
"Damn it, that kid was fishy!"
Furious and terrified, the scar-faced man turned around, ready to go back and break the kid's legs!
But as he rushed out of the alley, he was met with a stunning figure in a white trench coat.
A cold, beautiful woman with a captivating figure stood there, holding a silver whip, her arms crossed as if waiting for him.
Behind her were a group of people also dressed in white uniforms.
"Law enforcers! I'm done for!"
The scar-faced man's face turned pale, and he collapsed to his knees in fear.
He had only stolen a bag—how did he end up attracting so many law enforcers?
At the end of the night market alley.
"Tissues, lipstick, earphones, hand cream, and... a pack of oversized band-aids?!"
An Yi rummaged through the bag, scoffing. "What kind of stuff is this? I knew it—such a small bag can't hold much. This guy had the nerve to steal this? Pathetic!"
As he continued searching, An Yi suddenly froze.
It was a student ID. He quickly held it up to the streetlight, examining it closely.
"Donghai University student ID... Qin Yao. Damn, she's even an alumnus. Wow, this girl's stunning!"
An Yi stared at the photo of the beautiful girl on the ID, noticing a small extra photo tucked inside the wallet.
Ding! A light system notification chimed in his mind.
"Ding! 【Black on Black】 mission complete! Evil Power +10, reward 【Eye of Perception】!"
Curious, An Yi opened the skill description for the Eye of Perception.
【Eye of Perception (Active Skill)】:
Skill Description: Perceives Destiny Value!
Cooldown: None!
After reading the description, An Yi was puzzled but decided to try it out.
In the night market, numbers began to float above everyone's heads.
60!
73!
55!
"What the hell is this for?!"
An Yi felt the skill was useless—another trick from this lousy system!
"Where should I allocate these 10 points of Evil Power..."
An Yi stared at his attribute panel for a long time before finally deciding to invest all 10 points into his skills.
【Cloud-Stealing Hand Lv3】
Skill Description: Theft!
Even after having learned the skill for a month, An Yi couldn't help but marvel at it.
See? Such a simple and straightforward skill description!
His other two skills were 【Basic Dagger Mastery Lv1】 and 【Combat Mastery Lv1】.
There wasn't much to say about those.
He hadn't used the dagger on anyone yet, but after mastering it, he could carve watermelons and radishes like a pro.
He hadn't been in many fights, but Combat Mastery was his core skill for getting stronger, so...
He decided to dump all 10 points into Cloud-Stealing Hand.
"Ding! Congratulations, host. Skill 【Cloud-Stealing Hand】 has reached Lv4!"
Satisfied, An Yi closed the system panel.
The system was called the Rogue System!
A year ago, when the system first attached itself to him, An Yi thought his life was about to take off—marrying a rich beauty and reaching the pinnacle of success!
But who knew this damn system would constantly push him into shady, underhanded schemes!
If he had followed the system's tasks obediently, he would've been rotting in prison by now!
Looking at the white bag in his hand, An Yi smiled wryly.
Even though he was bound to the Rogue System, he was still a good person at heart!
...
Law Enforcement Bureau.
Yan Zhi directed two enforcers as they escorted the scar-faced man out, her beautiful face showing clear frustration.
They had set up a trap all day, only to catch this small fry?!
"Captain Yan, should we continue the operation to capture the Night Emperor?"
One of the enforcers saluted nervously, addressing Yan Zhi.
Yan Zhi's delicate face turned icy, her hands clenching unconsciously. "Continue!"
This guy, codenamed "Night Emperor," might be an unknown small-time player, but his name was ridiculously flashy and arrogant!
Like a fly buzzing around, he kept taunting the law enforcers!
"Captain Yan, do we really need to go through all this trouble..."
The reporting enforcer spoke timidly.
"Do you know how dangerous this guy is? Can you guarantee he's harmless?"
Yan Zhi's cold eyes narrowed, her brows furrowed in anger. "This little bastard keeps pulling stunts right under our noses! Our Jiangbei Law Enforcement Bureau is becoming a laughingstock in the industry, don't you realize that?!"
This "Night Emperor" had already appeared six times!
They hadn't even come close to catching him—they didn't even have a single clue! The codename was something the guy had left behind himself!
Yan Zhi took a deep breath, gritting her teeth in frustration. "Stand down! Everyone here, write a 5,000-word self-criticism!"
"Captain Yan! The bag's back!"
An enforcer pointed at the entrance.
Yan Zhi's face darkened as she picked up the white designer bag hanging on the gate.
The scar-faced man had confessed that the bag had been snatched by a kid in a baseball cap. Could it be...
"Captain Yan, there's also a note!"
Another enforcer reminded her.
Yan Zhi glanced at the note, her beautiful face turning as dark as storm clouds.
It was him!!!
On the note, a line of text read:
"Returned by the Night Emperor, the honest finder!"
The damage was minimal, but the insult was maximum!
They had set up a trap and waited for hours to catch him.
But not only did this guy waltz into their headquarters, he even returned the stolen goods!
This was a slap in the face—a blatant, humiliating slap!
Crack!
Yan Zhi's delicate hand gripped the iron gate, bending it with sheer strength!
The enforcer beside her gulped nervously.
"C-Captain Yan, p-please calm down!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
