Meanwhile, on the other side.
Below the initial platform, on the plain where the three starter pals lived.
Zhou Yue was holding a wooden stick, fiercely brawling with a swarm of Mischievous Cats.
"Let you be greedy! Let you have a bottomless stomach! Let you be addicted to laziness!!!"
Zhou Yue didn't even summon a Pal, just swung the wooden stick at the Mischievous Cats' heads, not even using Pal Spheres.
He felt that seeing Mischievous Cats now filled him with irritation, nearly becoming a mental demon.
Even though he was killing Pals, Zhou Yue actually felt no guilt about it.
If it were another illusion, like the Phantom Alliance's "King of Beasts," a one-sided massacre would have made Zhou Yue feel somewhat uneasy.
But Palworld was different.
Palworld's art style was uniquely charming and cute, carrying a hint of fairy tale and dreaminess.
Whether Pal or human, when taking damage, there wasn't even any blood spray—only some very amusing reactions.
Even when a Pal died, it simply closed its eyes and stuck out its tongue, as if it had drunk itself silly.
So no matter how much one bullied the Pals, players never really felt strong guilt; instead, they found it entertaining.
Of course, there was only one situation that caused guilt.
That was the meat cleaver.
But Zhou Yue hadn't degenerated to that level yet.
"I'll hit, I'll hit! I'll beat you to death, you wicked cat!!!"
"Hit hit hit hit hit!"
"Awesome!!!"
Zhou Yue vented wildly. Seeing the plains around him covered with pink Mischievous Cats lying everywhere, he couldn't help but shout in delight.
"Ah, I can sleep well tonight, and now I can go capture Pals with peace of mind..."
Zhou Yue shouted with satisfaction, turning around and heading toward the extraction point.
In his field of vision, an enormous pink figure suddenly appeared.
A Mischievous Cat.
A giant Mischievous Cat, half a head taller than Zhou Yue.
Around it flickered sparkling glints, periodically emitting shimmering sound effects.
Its level was a staggering 18.
Zhou Yue's eyes went wide. After a long pause, he stiffly opened the squad voice channel.
"Holy crap!! Lao Zhong, there's a huge freaking Mischievous Cat here..."
"Okay, okay, I know. You found a giant rough Pal Egg and hatched a giant Mischievous Cat, right? As expected of you, Lao Zhou. From now on, you should change your name to Demon Lord of Mischievous Cats."
"Pfft! Why are you being so sarcastic... I genuinely saw a real Mischievous Cat! It's bigger than me, and it's glowing!!!"
Zhou Yue was overjoyed.
These novel discoveries were usually things they described in the voice channel. This time, it was rare for him to be the explorer, and he was in a great mood.
"Huh? Are you serious? Or did those Mischievous Cats drive you crazy? "
"Nonsense! I feel like this Mischievous Cat is not ordinary. I'll catch it and show you later!"
"Alright. You don't need backup, do you? You should be able to..."
"Stop stop stop! Lao Zhong, shut up!!!"
Zhou Yue reacted quickly and cut him off, then promptly closed the squad voice channel, afraid that Zhong Yi would interfere.
"What's there to be nervous about, really..."
On the other side, Zhong Yi, who was getting closer to the volcano, curled his lips and muttered:
"It's just a Mischievous Cat. How could Lao Zhou not beat it?"
...
Zhou Yue looked at the sparkling Mischievous Cat and swallowed hard.
"Whatever. Even if you're high-level and huge, you're still just a Mischievous Cat."
Zhou Yue returned the Pal Sphere he had already pulled out to his waist.
"Since I just made a vow to personally wipe out the Mischievous Cats today... I naturally have to keep it."
With that, he switched back to the wooden stick he'd used to hit the Mischievous Cats earlier, and grinned with confidence.
"Come on! Watch me beat you!!!"
Zhou Yue struck first, swinging his stick down. A [-21] indicator instantly appeared on the glowing Mischievous Cat's forehead.
"Heh, getting tanky, huh?"
Zhou Yue raised an eyebrow.
His stat allocation was just as Zhong Yi had guessed—he'd put most of his points into attack.
The glowing Mischievous Cat in front of him had higher stats, plus a level advantage, so its health bar barely moved.
But Zhou Yue showed no fear.
"As long as it takes damage, even if it's a divine beast..."
"I'll kill it too!"
Zhou Yue instantly entered battle mode, glaring sharply at the Mischievous Cat's movements.
Each species of Pal had roughly the same combat moves and habits.
Zhou Yue wasn't just blindly slaughtering Mischievous Cats; he'd memorized their attack patterns and skills.
"Oh? That expression... is it about to use Meow Meow Punch?"
Zhou Yue chuckled, stopping his assault and rolling to the side to dodge.
The Mischievous Cat's rushing attack, swinging its arms, was easily evaded.
"That motion... it's about to fire an Air Bullet?"
After landing a few hits, Zhou Yue casually rolled back again, lightly dodging the Mischievous Cat's second round of attacks.
At this moment, he could only lament—if only Zhong Yi and the other two were behind him watching all these amazing moves, instead of him admiring them solo.
Thinking this, he attacked while reopening the squad voice channel.
"Lao Zhong, this Mischievous Cat is too weak. Its skills can't even hit me!"
Zhou Yue sighed dramatically, feigning disappointment.
"Invincibility is such loneliness."
"Nonsense! It's just a Mischievous Cat. What decent skills could it have?"
Zhong Yi replied with an annoyed tone.
"What???"
As if a trigger had been flipped in his memory, Zhou Yue instinctively felt something was wrong.
But looking at the Mischievous Cat's harmless face, he figured he was just overthinking.
"Better end this soon..."
Just as Zhou Yue was about to attack again.
The Mischievous Cat suddenly stopped still, a small purple-black energy orb gathering on its forehead.
"I..."
Zhou Yue took a deep breath, about to flee.
The next second, a fierce, fast, and powerful purple-black energy beam instantly pierced through his chest.
[-189]
[-323]
[-221]
...
A barrage of damage numbers blazed above his head. His health bar drained like a burst dam.
[Mischievous Cat killed Undying Resolve!]
"Lao Zhong, I curse you #$%@#%...@!#"
...
A Shiny Pal was a variant of Pals.
It had a larger body, glowed with shiny effects, always carried the [Rare] trait, and had a chance of possessing a high-tier skill.
Clearly, the Mischievous Cat Zhou Yue encountered was a Shiny Pal carrying a high-tier skill.
Zhou Yue respawned at the base camp, looking dejected.
"No way! That Mischievous Cat is seriously tough. I have to catch it..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Qiaoling's figure suddenly appeared at the camp.
"Bro, save me!"
"Save you? I just came back from the dead—"
" No time to explain, RUN!!!"
"???"
Zhou Yue dumbfoundedly turned around, only to see a group of level 40 militia soldiers wielding spears, charging straight at them...
"You're framing your own brother!!"
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.
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."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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...
