What kind of "friend with benefits"?
An Yi was a bit puzzled.
Hongtian replied indifferently, "That voice actress streamer girl I introduced you to before, the one from Yunzhou."
"Cut the nonsense, leave it to Yan Zhi."
As An Yi spoke, his fingers swiped through the chat history.
When he saw the photo, his expression turned grave.
"Let’s go. Since we’ve stumbled upon this, might as well lend a hand."
An Yi quickly typed a message.
1.81m Handsome Youth: What do those people look like?
Lulu: They look like demons—bull heads, horse faces, like monsters!
Reading the text, An Yi’s eyes sharpened.
Shapeshifting demon beasts?
1.81m Handsome Youth: Where are they?
Lulu: High-tech District, Yunzhou City.
"Little Ming, Da Hong, let’s move!"
An Yi pocketed his phone and sprinted toward the parking lot.
He hotwired an abandoned car and sped out of the lot.
"Ahhh, nothing beats the taste of humans!"
A young man—his face otherwise ordinary—suddenly split open a horrifying maw, devouring the face of an old man lying on the ground.
Blood and flesh splattered grotesquely.
He had endured for far too long!
With their departure imminent, the primal instincts buried deep within him could no longer be suppressed.
He greedily sucked at the blood, gnawing on the old man’s bones with a sickening crunch.
The law of demon beasts had no rules—only the strong devouring the weak.
To him, humans were no different from livestock meant for slaughter.
"Old Hei, don’t get too reckless. Two is enough. Any more, and Lord Chixiao won’t let it slide," warned a shorter young man beside him.
Old Hei tossed aside the mangled corpse of the old man and snapped, "This damn landlord was always scheming, finding ways to screw me over. If I didn’t eat him before leaving, I’d never sleep easy!"
Normally, they blended into the city as ordinary humans.
And in the past, this man had exploited him relentlessly.
The shorter youth sighed. "You’ve already eaten him. Let’s just go."
"That old man reeked of decay. No, I need someone fresher to satisfy me!"
Old Hei’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light.
His true form was that of a crocodile.
"Who else do you want to eat?" the shorter youth asked helplessly.
He really didn’t want any more trouble.
If they jeopardized Lord Chixiao’s plans, death would be their only atonement.
Old Hei licked the blood from his lips and grinned. "Remember that chubby girl upstairs?"
The shorter youth nodded. "Oh, the one with the sweet voice? You even said she’d be a knockout if she lost weight."
"Plump, tender, juicy—I’ve been craving her for ages," Old Hei murmured.
The shorter youth’s mouth watered. He wiped his lips and cursed, "Damn it, now you’ve got me hungry too! Fine, but this is the last one, got it?"
"Deal. I’ll knock on her door."
"Same as always—the moment she opens it, we tear her apart!"
Under the staircase, Lulu hid in terror.
She never imagined the guy living downstairs was a monster!
Once, she’d naively thought his lingering stares meant he liked her.
It had given her a shred of comfort, a hope that even a plus-sized girl like her could find love.
But now…
"Lulu! You home?"
Old Hei knocked on the door.
Beside him, the shorter youth was already salivating.
This rundown neighborhood had no surveillance.
And most of the young people living here had no family to speak of.
Some could vanish for months before anyone noticed.
Tears streamed down Lulu’s face as she crouched in the shadows beneath the stairs, too terrified to make a sound.
She could only frantically message her few online friends, begging them to call the authorities.
"Where is she? Damn it!"
"Let’s just go. We’ll try another day."
"No! If I don’t eat her, I won’t sleep a wink! That girl’s meat is top-tier—so soft, so tender!"
Old Hei slumped in frustration.
Then, his nostrils flared.
His eyes glowed eerily.
"Wait… she’s here."
"Da Huang, you smell that? Human flesh… so fragrant."
Old Hei dropped to all fours, sniffing like a bloodhound, inching closer to the space beneath the stairs.
"I smell it."
"The scent of prey!"
Old Hei’s eyes blazed with hunger.
Lulu’s soul nearly fled her body in terror.
THUD!
A foot slammed onto Old Hei’s head, crushing his face into the concrete.
CRACK!
Blood gushed from his nose.
A tooth snapped off.
"W-Who are you?!"
The shorter youth trembled as he watched his partner writhe under the stranger’s boot.
An Yi grinned, pressing down harder.
"You were looking for human meat, right? Well, here I am."
"Get off!"
Old Hei suddenly bucked, breaking free with a roll before bolting out of the hallway.
The shorter youth followed, realizing their prey had turned predator.
"Oho? Not just small fry, huh?"
An Yi narrowed his eyes, a murderous glint flashing within.
He didn’t give chase. Instead, he crouched and peered under the stairs.
"Come out. They’re gone."
Lulu didn’t respond, her eyes wide with fear.
She’d just witnessed the landlord being eaten alive.
Trusting anyone now was impossible.
"I’m really human," An Yi sighed.
Seeing her shivering, he reached in and pulled her out.
"P-Please don’t eat me!" she sobbed.
"It’s me—1.81m Handsome Youth," An Yi said firmly.
Lulu’s tears overflowed as she threw herself into his arms.
"It’s really you! I thought I’d never see you again!"
He was her first love—even if it was just online.
"Don’t be scared. I’m here now."
Lulu looked up, sniffling.
"…Are you really 1.81 meters tall?"
An Yi’s smile froze.
A vein throbbed on his forehead.
That was his pride and joy!
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?!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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!
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.
