[Evacuation Successful!]
[Value of Supplies Carried: 318832]
"Hehe, I grabbed another two small golds!"
Mu Yawen happily returned to the Secret Service from Zero Dam, joyfully moving the small golds and purples from his backpack into the warehouse.
He wasn't very good at the gun-fu gameplay promoted in "Operation Xianyuan Continent".
Fortunately, there was a body cultivator character that perfectly suited his taste, Deep Blue.
This character, who charged around with a shield, made Mu Yawen very happy. Every day, he immersed himself in scavenging for trash in Zero Dam, living a very leisurely life.
At this moment, his accumulated warehouse value had reached thirty-seven million.
For someone who had only been in the illusion realm for half a month, this was considered a considerable fortune.
Mu Yawen had a small goal in the illusion realm, and that was to first earn a hundred million!
"One, two, three..."
Mu Yawen counted on his fingers, silently calculating how much longer it would take to earn that many spirit stones, when he suddenly saw a team invitation.
Mu Yawen didn't think much of it and accepted. Zhou Yue's figure appeared in his team.
"Junior Brother Mu, where is Old Zhong? Why haven't I seen him for two days?"
"Senior Brother Zhong was called by the Great Elder yesterday to execute an emergency mission in the secret realm. Perhaps he can't enter the illusion realm from within the secret realm?"
"I see..."
Zhou Yue nodded.
He was bankrupt.
Strictly speaking, he was bankrupt yet again.
"Operation Xianyuan Continent" would equally punish every player, even experts like Zhou Yue.
In his previous life, when Lu Ze played "Delta Force", he complained crazily like all netizens about a game on his computer where the better your skills, the worse your experience.
But when it was his turn to be the lead designer...
Hey, it feels pretty good.
There was no helping it, he had to earn Demonic Path Points.
The income from emotional points was no worse than that from kills, so naturally, he couldn't let the players have it too easy.
Especially highly skilled players like Zhou Yue.
Generally speaking, they were die-hard fans of the illusion realm and wouldn't easily quit, so they could be tortured to death.
On the contrary, he couldn't be too harsh on those casual rat-like players.
Those kinds of players were the most ruthless when it came to quitting the game.
"Senior Brother Zhou, do you want to go to the Dam with me? I often hear Senior Brother Zhong say you can't beat Said, I'll protect you!"
Mu Yawen patted his chest and said confidently.
"Don't listen to Old Zhong's nonsense..."
Zhou Yue's face darkened.
He had stopped liking the Dam a long time ago.
Being poor was one aspect, but the main reason was being solo-killed by Said too many times.
It was strange to say, but that Said looked clumsy when he met Zhong Yi, yet when he met Zhou Yue, he was like an earthly immortal, and he even carried a familiar aura.
But right now, it seemed he had to go to the Dam.
Because he couldn't even pull out top-secret combat gear, becoming a veritable bankrupt soldier.
"Junior Brother Mu, do you usually run the Normal Dam?"
Zhou Yue glanced at the map. The difficulty was actually [Normal], which made him somewhat curious.
"Yeah, the people you meet in the Normal Dam are a bit more interesting."
Mu Yawen chuckled and changed into a standard normal-grade set.
"Alright then."
Zhou Yue nodded and followed suit, changing into the [Handyman Disciple Standard Set].
He hadn't used this thing for almost a month.
...
Five minutes later.
Watching a Weilong brush past him and listening to the continuous explosions from all directions, Zhou Yue couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Junior Brother Mu... are the matches you usually play like this too?"
Zhou Yue was completely baffled.
If Junior Brother Mu hadn't stopped him, he would have almost directly shot the Weilong that brushed past them.
Zhou Yue suppressed the urge in his heart to kill the opponent, watched the Weilong leave, and then started rummaging through a small spirit gathering station to see if there were any containers to loot.
"Loot? The Ascension Box hasn't been looted? Let me have a taste!"
Zhou Yue's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward.
"Two slots? What could it be? Could it be for crafting spirit bullets... Holy crap?? Junior Brother Mu, did you snatch my item???"
"No, I didn't..."
Before Zhou Yue could clearly see what the two-slot item was, it disappeared. He withdrew his divine sense search in confusion.
Then he saw a goofy-looking Wasp Medic standing in front of the Ascension Box.
The next moment, the Wasp Medic threw a [Dancing Songstress] on the ground and pointed at it.
That look of disgust seemed to be complaining about Zhou Yue's terrible luck for pulling out a small blue item.
"You freaking...!!!"
Zhou Yue was instantly infuriated and drew his gun in a flash.
Unexpectedly, not only did the other party not run, but they swayed their head from side to side, exchanging a secret signal with Mu Yawen.
The two of them threw a small purple item to each other and then went their separate ways. This scene left Zhou Yue dumbfounded.
"Junior Brother Mu, is the Normal Dam always like this?"
"Yeah."
"You meet, shake your heads, and everything is fine? You can even scavenge for things together?"
"Of course."
"You guys don't have any other thoughts?"
"How could we?"
Mu Yawen looked at Zhou Yue in bewilderment.
"In the Normal Dam, everyone has their own things to busy themselves with."
"..."
...
Fifteen minutes later.
At the evacuation point behind the Wanderer's Hall.
"Senior Brother Zhou, how much did you loot?"
"Two hundred and thirty thousand."
"That little? Here, take these."
Mu Yawen was not stingy at all. He threw out all the small golds and purples from his bag, and there was even a red [Rolex Gold Bracelet].
The small purples that Zhou Yue used to look down upon in the Top-Secret mode had actually become rare supplies.
"Junior Brother Mu, you..."
Looking at the [Dancing Songstress] and [Concubine's Earrings] in his backpack, Zhou Yue felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
When he used to play with Zhou Qiaoling, when had he ever received such treatment?
"It's fine, Senior Brother Zhou. I'll just slowly save up later!"
Mu Yawen smiled foolishly.
Returning to the Secret Service, Zhou Yue processed the supplies and ended up with a full seven hundred thousand spirit stones.
This was enough to meet the threshold for entering the Top-Secret mode.
His eyes burned with passion, and he looked at Mu Yawen as if possessed.
"Junior Brother Mu, I heard you want to save up a hundred million spirit stones?"
"Yeah."
"This Normal Dam is so poor, when will you ever save up enough?"
"It doesn't matter... I can bring out three to five hundred thousand a match. As long as I run another two or three hundred matches, I'll..."
Before Mu Yawen could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Zhou Yue.
"I know a place that's dripping with wealth! The ground is full of big reds, and small golds aren't even worthy of entering your backpack. You can easily evacuate with millions!"
Mu Yawen's eyes instantly went straight. "There's such a place???"
"Of course!"
Zhou Yue guided him patiently.
"You gear me up, and I'll take you to see it... I guarantee you'll take off!! A hundred million spirit stones is just a matter of three days!"
Looking at Zhou Yue's burning gaze, Mu Yawen nodded hastily.
He rummaged through the warehouse for a long time and dug out a level-six heavy armor that he had never used, the [Crimson War God Armor], and put it on.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I'm geared up. What's that place called?"
"The Top-Secret Ascension Base!"
...
...
Three days later.
Zhong Yi, who had just finished executing his mission in the secret realm, did one thing the moment he stepped out: he took out his Illusion Realm Tower and eagerly entered "Operation Xianyuan Continent".
"Not crafting spirit bullets in the Secret Service for five days, I've suffered a massive loss..."
"Crap! I haven't even claimed my daily sign-in reward... Dammit! When are these secret realms finally going to get internet access?"
"Huh? Junior Brother Mu is inviting me?"
Seeing Mu Yawen's invitation, Zhong Yi joined the team without hesitation.
As soon as he entered the party, he saw Mu Yawen completely stripped of gear and radiating an aura of absolute poverty, staring at Zhong Yi with the bloodshot eyes of a desperate gambler.
"Senior Brother Zhong, I know a spot. The loot there is incredibly juicy. We can extract with a million every single run, so you..."
Zhong Yi froze for a moment.
"You bastard Old Zhou! Give me back my innocent Junior Brother Mu!!!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
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."
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."
