In the blink of an eye, Wu Xiong's arrogant air of returning to his own turf vanished.
He felt that fear of his life being controlled by others once again.
Especially facing this clown with sunken green eyes, crimson lips, and a pale face, Wu Xiong felt that aside from the doctor surnamed Lu, there was no one more terrifying than him in this world.
Wu Xiong felt that at this moment, his pants were definitely wet again.
But when he looked down, they weren't.
Then he suddenly remembered that he had switched to a different body.
At that instant, a flash of enlightenment flickered through Wu Xiong's mind. He looked at the clown in front of him, forced out a smile, and said, "Hey~"
Then he pointed to his own figure, "Now, I'm also one of the people at your clinic! I'm so happy, hehe!"
The clown tilted his head down, his green sunken eyes rolled upwards, and that gaze sent shivers down Wu Xiong's spine.
At that moment, a chilling sensation arose from behind Wu Xiong, accompanied by the faint sound of a child crying.
Wu Xiong turned around to see a pale blue mist clinging to his back, within which seemed to be a ghostly face grinning at him...
Huang Ming, dressed in an old-fashioned suit, walked up from behind Wu Xiong, adjusting his hat.
"Mr. Wu, could you please do us a small favor..."
Wu Xiong trembled, saying, "Help, help, I'll definitely help, you say, you say..."
Huang Ming said softly, "We've come to facilitate the cooperation between both parties—"
Huang Ming was interrupted mid-sentence when he saw the clown opposite wave his finger.
"Facilitate cooperation, my ass. We're here to take something, you promised to give the thing to the one surnamed Lu."
A glimmer of realization flashed in Huang Ming's eyes, and he immediately corrected himself, "Oh yes, we've come to borrow something. Don't worry, we'll definitely return it."
The clown nodded, "Yes, we'll definitely return it."
Wu Xiong stuttered, "I be-believe..."
...
Since Huang Ming and the clown were both infected, they could not enter Su Jing through normal procedures.
So, boom!!
Amid a roaring explosion of fire, that checkpoint was blown sky-high.
Late that night, boom!!
Another violent explosion sounded from the Starlight Group's warehouse, a towering column of fire shooting into the night sky!
The entire Starlight Group warehouse complex erupted with blaring alarms, and on-duty security and capable individuals rushed to the scene!
However, when they arrived, they found that aside from the blown-open doors, not a single item was missing from the warehouse!
While everyone was scratching their heads, in the shadowy corner behind the warehouse, Huang Ming and the clown stood side by side against the wall.
The clown looked unwell, while Huang Ming appeared nonchalant, even humming a tune.
The clown glanced at him, "Monster hunter, you've finally seen me make a fool of myself. Aren't you feeling smug now?"
Huang Ming stifled a laugh, "No, I really am not."
The clown: "Then why are you laughing?"
This time, Huang Ming couldn't hold it in, "I'm laughing at how we're both illiterate, not realizing that thing was a complete set of equipment, with quite a large size. We couldn't have carried it away even if we wanted to! Hahaha!"
"It's been so long since I've laughed at my own stupidity! Hahaha!"
The clown: "..."
After laughing for a while, Huang Ming said in a low voice, "It seems this matter won't be accomplished anytime soon. Why don't we take a long-term approach?"
The clown didn't respond, recalling the time Lu Yuan had called him.
Beep—
What a coincidence, at that moment the clown's phone received a message.
He opened it to see a photo.
At Lu Yuan's clinic, on the flagpole plaza that was previously bare, a scarecrow now hung from the pole.
After a stunned two seconds, the clown put his phone away without a word. "We can't take a long-term approach."
"If we plan for the long-term now, the one surnamed Lu will plan for the long-term against us when we return."
With that, the clown headed out of the warehouse area.
"You wait for me at the border between S District and X District. Get on the road first, I'll send you the exact location on the way."
"What about you?"
"I'm going to kidnap the CEO of Starlight Group and make him load the equipment onto a truck for you directly."
Huang Ming: "..."
"Yeah, you're the professional when it comes to this kind of thing."
...
Soon after, Huang Ming drove out of Su Jing through another checkpoint.
Naturally, this process was accompanied by another "boom" of a tremendous explosion and soaring flames.
Less than an hour after Huang Ming left Su Jing, boom!!
A burst of fire erupted in a park next to a villa district somewhere within Su Jing...
Since it was a rather sensitive area where only the wealthy elite of Su Jing lived, a large contingent of Inspection Bureau mercenaries quickly assembled.
The mercenaries then began searching the nearby villa district, causing quite a chaotic scene that even led to several clashes between the Inspection Bureau mercenaries and private security guards.
Amid this chaos, the wife of the Starlight Group CEO called the Inspection Bureau, saying her husband had suddenly gone missing.
However, the Inspection Bureau ignored her, as this was an almost monthly occurrence.
By the next morning, that Starlight Group CEO would automatically reappear, reeking of unfamiliar women's perfume.
Almost the entire Su Jing upper class knew that the Starlight Group CEO had a voracious appetite.
So, the CEO's wife, a still elegant beauty, threw a tantrum.
She summoned all her household guards, "Go! All of you go! Heaven on Cloud, Good Phoenix Comes! What was that other one?"
A guard whispered, "Madam, it's Dream Weaver, the new place that opened last month. That's where we found the CEO during lunch last time."
"Oh right! Go to those three places! Split up! Record everything!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
The guards were accustomed to this, so they headed out without further ado.
After everyone left, the still elegant beauty returned to her bedroom and leisurely lounged on the bed.
She knew that even with all those guards deployed, they wouldn't be able to bring her dead-beat husband back until at least tonight.
Only at daybreak would the guards dare disturb her boss's indulgence.
However, the lady wasn't upset, because she had her own indulgences.
The villa's undercover security guards - two Level 4 capable individuals.
With bodies as fit as any, far superior to her dead-beat husband!
Her husband liked to play outside, so she played at home. From that perspective, neither was at a disadvantage.
In the upper class, wasn't the relationship between men and women just about playing around?
This was normal.
But this time, the norm seemed to have encountered a slight hiccup.
The lady waited for a while, but her indulgence didn't show up.
She picked up the intercom by the bedside and said, "What are you two doing? Hurry up!"
Yet the intercom remained silent.
Time ticked by, and suddenly the lady grew anxious.
She had just realized that in this huge villa, there was no one else present.
"You, you two, hurry over here..."
"I, I'm not feeling well today, so just, just take it easy..."
"Even if you don't want to exert yourselves, at least come keep me company!"
No matter what the lady said, the only sound from the intercom was the crackle of static, without a single human voice.
The lady huddled on the bed, not daring to move.
After who knows how long, suddenly!
The lady heard... a noise coming from under the bed.
It sounded like something heavy was being dragged along.
In an instant, the lady felt that her already silent bedroom had become even more still.
The dragging sound from under the bed grew increasingly distinct.
Thump!
Suddenly, it seemed like something had struck the bed frame!
The woman was so terrified that she almost screamed out loud!
But she didn't. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands.
Now the woman was certain that there was something under her bed.
Whoosh—
A chilling gust of cold wind blew towards the back of her head. She hugged the blanket tightly, wanting to bury her head in it.
But at that moment, a pale hand grabbed her blanket.
A low, eerie voice sounded almost next to the woman's ear.
"Madam, don't look under the bed, hehe hehe..."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"