Time passed quickly.
Zhong Yi and the other two had been wandering around the hills all day.
Although they didn’t have a clear plan, whenever they saw a tree, they chopped it; whenever they spotted a strangely colored rock, they dug it up; whenever they encountered small animals, they hit them...
Everything felt fresh and exciting.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yue was having a rough time.
Ever since he saw a nest of squids underwater that one time, he had basically given up.
His hunger level had dropped to zero, and his health was stuck at the last sliver, refusing to go any lower.
He couldn’t die.
But his hunger slowed his swimming speed, making him swim sluggishly.
Listening to the cheerful voices coming from the team chat, Zhou Yue felt nothing but bitterness.
“Old Zhou, why don’t you just quit and rejoin? When you come back in, choose to spawn with us,” Zhong Yi suggested, showing a bit of kindness.
“Hmph, as if! I’m Zhou Yue—what disasters haven’t I been through? This little hardship means nothing! Just wait until I get ashore and start developing; I won’t be any slower than you guys!”
That damn man’s competitive spirit flared up again.
Although Zhou Yue had spent the whole day swimming with the seawater, he had already gained some understanding of the world on land from the team chat.
Isn’t it just about chopping wood, mining rocks, and gathering food?
Since materials drop 100%, he was confident he could keep up with the others!
“Alright, alright. When you get ashore, just give us your coordinates so we can find you,” Zhong Yi said without pushing further.
For them, the concept of coordinates was still new.
Lu Ze hadn’t explained much in the game, but it was easy enough to grasp.
By moving east, south, west, north, and even up and down, Zhong Yi quickly figured out the usefulness of the three numbers.
By now, the sky was gradually darkening.
A message appeared in the sky:
【Night is approaching; danger is drawing near.】
【Please find a suitable shelter before darkness falls!】
“Night is dangerous? Mu junior brother, Zhou junior sister, should we gather up?” Zhong Yi, always cautious, proposed.
“What’s there to fear? If there really are demonic beasts, I’ll just use them for practice!” Mu Yawen said confidently.
“I don’t think so. How strong could the monsters here be?” Zhou Qiaoling agreed.
“Alright… what about Old Zhou?” Zhong Yi asked.
“I...”
Zhou Yue’s mouth twitched.
“There’s nothing around me but seawater! Where the hell can I hide…”
In short, none of the four took the coming night seriously.
The style of *Minecraft* really made it hard for them to imagine any terrifying creatures.
Soon, darkness fell.
Among the four, Zhong Yi was the most cautious.
He crafted four torches and held them in his hands.
Under the pitch-black night sky, he soon spotted a greenish zombie.
“Wish I could plant some pea shooters right now...”
He smiled faintly, switching the torch to his off-hand and drawing his stone sword, ready to fight.
But soon, he sensed something was wrong.
The number of zombies...
Was quite a lot!
A quick glance revealed at least a dozen.
Further away, there seemed to be skeleton archers as well.
“Damn it!”
Zhong Yi cursed under his breath and turned to run.
But just as he spun around, he gasped sharply—
Behind him were even more zombies and bone demons!
There was even a gigantic, black humanoid monster with glowing purple eyes!
“Damn it!!!”
At the same time, Mu Yawen and Zhou Qiaoling also sent back news.
“Body cultivators are so weak in this world!!!”
“What the hell, why am I getting bitten by spiders while I’m up in a tree?!”
……
……
Resistance was futile.
In this spiritual energy awakening mode, the monsters were far more numerous than in the normal mode.
And as time passed, these monsters only grew stronger.
On the very first day, all players were complete rookies—no iron armor, no houses, not even the faintest idea about the ‘dig three, fill one’ technique.
Naturally, they were nothing more than monster food.
Before long,
the three of them simultaneously respawned at the original starting point.
They exchanged glances, but before they could even start complaining, they realized the place was already swarmed by zombies.
“Senior Brother Zhong, the three of us together—let’s fight them off!!”
Mu Yawen showed not a shred of fear, ready to jump back into the fray right after respawning.
“Fine… my ass!! Where’s my weapon???”
Zhong Yi was about to agree, but then noticed his inventory was completely empty.
“My stuff’s gone too!”
Zhou Qiaoling covered her mouth, heart aching.
She had just managed to find three iron ores and was secretly planning to craft herself a set of iron weapons.
“This is bad. You drop your items when you die!”
Zhong Yi slapped his head.
Although in the illusions they had played before, there was no such setting,
he recalled the competitive mode in *Xianjie Zhengba* where neutral creatures dropped equipment upon death, and it all made sense now.
“Ah!! Let’s fight them!!”
Mu Yawen didn’t hesitate.
She swung her fists and charged forward.
Zhong Yi and Zhou Qiaoling had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight alongside Mu Yawen.
The result? They died over and over again.
After repeated deaths, Zhong Yi started thinking about a strategy.
“Shelter… so blocks can block these monsters’ attacks…”
His mind raced.
Build a simple house?
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Obviously, there was no time for that.
Their backpacks were empty.
At a time like this, forget chopping trees—even digging dirt was impossible.
Zhong Yi stared at the dirt on the ground, suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration.
“Got it!!”
This time, he didn’t charge in with his fists.
Instead, he chose to smash the ground with his hammer.
Zhong Yi’s idea was simple—
dig out enough space for one person to fit inside, then block the top with dirt.
That way, they could perfectly hide from the monsters’ attacks!
“The character’s height is… two blocks! So I need to dig out three blocks!”
Zhong Yi’s plan was clear. He quickly dug out three blocks of dirt and leapt inside.
“As long as I cover the hole above my head—huh?”
Just as Zhong Yi was about to seal the hole overhead, a shadow jumped in and got stuck in the entrance.
“Senior Brother, what are you doing here?”
Mu Yawen lowered her head, looking a little silly but straightforward.
“…You go out first. The monsters are coming.”
“No!! You traitor who’s given up the fight!!”
“Just listen—ah, crap!! The zombies are really coming!!”
……
……
A whole lot of chaos.
After dying more than a dozen times, Zhong Yi finally figured out how to hide underground to take shelter and taught Mu Yawen and Zhou Qiaoling the method.
Once revived again, the three of them immediately started digging on the spot and jumped in together in perfect unison.
The barrage of bullets in the sky instantly burst into laughter.
“Hahaha! This is the first time I’ve seen Brother Zhong looking so miserable!”
“Feels like he’s digging his own grave.”
“What kind of monster forces two true disciples to hide like this?”
“This illusion is pretty interesting... but only during the daytime.”
“Can’t they cultivate? Fighting monsters empty-handed somehow feels lacking.”
“Sometimes it’s fun to experience a normal person’s life. Pretty amusing.”
“Where’s the spiritual energy revival? Let Brother Zhong train a bit!”
...
Zhong Yi and the others sat cramped in the pitch-black, narrow space, with the low growls of various monsters echoing above their heads.
They were packed close together, bored out of their minds.
After casually digging a few times each, they quickly connected their tunnels into a larger cave.
Seeing each other brought some sense of security.
“These monsters should leave by daytime. Let’s just wait here until dawn,” Zhong Yi suggested.
“But how do we know if it’s dawn?” Mu Yawen asked, puzzled.
“Simple. I’ll just knock open the dirt above my head and take a peek... Ow, damn it!”
As soon as Zhong Yi chipped away the dirt above, a zombie’s face suddenly pressed close, scaring him into slamming it shut again.
“Hahaha, are you guys idiots? Why don’t you just ask me?”
Zhou Yue, still adrift at sea, laughed heartily.
The harder the others struggled during the day, the more comfortable he was floating in the ocean.
Watching the other three die repeatedly while he lounged worry-free in the water made him feel on top of the world.
“Brother Zhou, you’re truly clever!” Zhong Yi exclaimed in admiration.
“Seems like the sea is safer at night. No monsters to threaten us at all.”
“Exactly! Exactly! Hahaha!” Zhou Yue chuckled.
He had suffered miserably all day, but now it was his time to gloat.
No sooner had he finished speaking than—
*Whoosh!*
A blue trident shot out of the deep sea, skimming past his scalp.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yue’s forehead as he looked down into the water.
Under the moonlight, the sea was crystal clear.
A three-headed drowned corpse, wielding a triple-pronged trident, was swimming toward him with murderous intent.
“I…”
Zhou Yue took a deep breath.
“Old Zhong, I swear, I thank you for your cursed mouth!!!”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
