"Burp~"
"Burp~"
In the dilapidated city under the night sky, a grim, half-human-sized three-headed dog roamed the empty streets.
Two of the dog's heads were already full and satisfied, constantly burping after a good meal.
The third head, however, was still hungry and unsatisfied, resembling a withered eggplant.
With no one on the streets, the three-headed dog made circles upon circles.
Before long, the three heads started conversing in their unique language.
"Hey, Second Brother, how about we call it a day and find a place to take a nap? I'm tired."
"I want to take a nap too. Ask Third Brother."
"No way! I may be full, but I haven't had enough of the taste!"
"Third Brother, as long as our bellies are full, the pleasure of the mouth is not important!"
"Then why were you two licking away just now?"
"Wasn't that the first time we saw those two-legged creatures walking upright? Ha! Look, there's a creature!"
Suddenly, as the three-headed dog roamed the deserted streets, it leaped and disappeared into the ruins of an abandoned building by the roadside.
At the street corner ahead, illuminated by the faint light of a street lamp, a young man with a slender figure walked slowly, even though he was wearing a white coat.
The young man was Lu Yuan.
With his left hand in the pocket of his white coat and his right hand naturally hanging down, he dragged something that seemed quite heavy along the middle of the road.
Not long ago, Lu Yuan had just finished dinner when he suddenly caught a whiff of the scent of blood permeating the air, signaling the presence of a monster in the urban area.
This ability of Lu Yuan's came from a young lady who had once performed double eyelid surgery on him. That young lady possessed a keen sense of smell.
In that moment, Lu Yuan, who had been reminiscing about the skills of the nurse, suddenly felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood...
In his previous life, Lu Yuan had been interested in human organs, so he enrolled in a medical university.
In this life, ordinary human organs no longer piqued Lu Yuan's interest. Instead, he turned his attention to the various spiritual and monstrous beasts that emerged with the revival of spiritual energy.
Of course, he was also very willing to set aside a bit of his interest for those warriors with special abilities.
And now, on Lu Yuan's right hand, a three-headed dog, as tall as a person, had become a dead dog. Lu Yuan dragged it along the ground, leaving behind a long trail of bloodstains.
Lu Yuan planned to drag this thing back to the clinic and study it thoroughly.
In other words, he planned to dissect it.
As Lu Yuan grew closer, the three-headed dog hiding by the roadside murmured to each other in low voices, "This creature actually has a pretty face!"
"Looks strong, and there's meat on its body!"
"Wait, what is that thing it's dragging?"
"It's so ugly! All black, and it has three heads! It looks like a dog, huh?"
"Boss, that thing looks like you!"
"Nonsense! It looks like Second Brother!"
"It's practically a replica of Third Brother!"
"He's coming!"
"Attack! Bite this weakling to death!"
"Woof~"
The three-headed dog darted out from the roadside with a fierce gust of bloodthirstiness, without even greeting, heading straight for Lu Yuan!
Immersed in the scent of blood permeating the air, Lu Yuan stood still with a twisted smile on his face.
"It seems you've also tasted human flesh, little darling. My apologies for that."
Swish—
Three-headed dogs lunged at Lu Yuan, about to pounce on him, when suddenly, a flash of silver disappeared into the darkness of the night!
"Woof~"
The middle head among the three dogs let out a feeble whimper as a gleaming long blade, resembling a willow leaf, pierced its forehead!
Leisurely, Lu Yuan put on a mask and his gaze fell upon the three dog corpses. There was a hint of intoxication in his eyes. "Don't be afraid, little darling!"
"Woof!"
...
An hour later, Lu Yuan dragged the two dead dogs back to his clinic.
Standing in front of the main building of his clinic, Lu Yuan frowned.
The entrance to the main building of the clinic was wide open, violently destroyed from the inside.
There was only one person with such a target—Zhang San.
First, Lu Yuan dragged the two dead dogs into an operating room at the end of the second floor. It was called an operating room, but in fact, it was Lu Yuan's dissecting room, also known as the autopsy room. It had its own elevator that led directly to the underground freezer.
Dropping the two dead dogs, Lu Yuan took a deep breath. He could be certain that at this moment, he was the only living person in his clinic.
A possibility crossed Lu Yuan's mind, instantly causing a sickening smile to appear behind his mask.
"Heh heh, trying to skip out on paying the remainder of my surgery fee? My friend, that's not a wise decision..."
...
Under the cover of night, Zhang San ran towards the central area of this dilapidated city, utterly lost and tormented.
The city where he currently resided was called Yun City, a small city within the X-27 Region.
Lu Yuan's clinic was located on the eastern edge of Yun City.
Ever since Zhang San visited Lu Yuan's freezer, which spanned thousands of square meters and housed neatly dissected frozen bodies, his heart had been pounding incessantly, as if someone had injected a bucket of chicken blood into it. It thumped and thumped, refusing to stop until it leaped out from his chest.
Thinking about the freezing chamber filled with the bodies of ability users with a coefficient of 0.8, and coincidentally finding out that he possessed the same ability, Zhang San couldn't help but wonder if he would end up hanging there if he woke up a little later...
The image of a deceased ability user with a coefficient of 0.8 appeared in Zhang San's mind once again. Their body had been meticulously dissected, leaving no room for doubt that with his coefficient of 0.6, his fate was equally grim.
While running, Zhang San frequently glanced back, fearing the appearance of the slender figure in a white coat.
Along the way, Zhang San contemplated where he could hide if that deranged doctor pursued him.
Initially, he intended to flee towards the outskirts of the city, but he quickly retraced his steps. Yun City was merely a small city with no complete defense system.
Even within the city at night, there was a possibility of encountering wandering beasts.
Being alone, running towards the city outskirts at this moment would be akin to courting death.
During this time of night, the streets were shrouded in darkness except for the dim lights of street lamps that appeared every few hundred meters.
Occasionally, the sight of a heavy motorcycle passing by would make Zhang San's heart race, causing every hair on his body to stand on end.
Suddenly, a piercing ringtone from his phone startled Zhang San, making him jump high in his place.
Upon seeing the caller's name, Zhang San immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't answer the call but rejected it outright, then hurriedly ran towards a crossroad up ahead.
Throughout the whole sprint, Zhang San was too preoccupied with fear to notice that his body had become significantly faster and more agile than before.
Two heavy motorcycles were parked by the roadside near the intersection, somewhat resembling off-road SUVs from the old days, but with additional combat features such as defensive steel plates and mounted machine gun ports.
As soon as Zhang San laid eyes on the two motorcycles, he dashed towards them as if he had reunited with a long-lost relative, finally smoke-rushing onto the back seat of the first motorcycle.
Once on the bike, Zhang San immediately turned to the two astonished men in front and said, "Drive fast! Get us out of here as quickly as possible!"
"..."
The two men upfront had no idea why Zhang San was in such a desperate hurry. One of them asked while revving the motorcycle, "Zhang San, did you take some kind of stimulant? Even when you were being chased by the Patrol Division before, you didn't run this fast..."
The other man glanced at the places where Zhang San's arm and leg had been severed before and asked, "Zhang San, how much did that surgery cost? The results look pretty good!"
Cost?
Upon hearing that word, Zhang San suddenly remembered that he still owed that deranged doctor 450,000 yuan!
Without hesitation, Zhang San quickly took out his phone and transferred the remaining payment to his private bank account.
Then, considering the door of his destroyed clinic, Zhang San immediately sent 500,000 yuan to Lu Yuan.
Trembling, Zhang San glanced in the direction he had just run from.
Sure enough, a car was slowly approaching him at an excruciatingly slow speed!
And the car was shaking, undoubtedly the work of that deranged doctor!
Only that deranged doctor could come up with such a high-end, slow-speed torture method, like a cat toying with a mouse!
Seeing this, Zhang San gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Head to the outskirts! No. 7 Pollution Source Area!"
The two men in the front seats looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. The driver said, "Zhang San, the No. 7 Pollution Source Area in the X-27 region is the most dangerous place. You just lost an arm and a leg there..."
Gasping for breath, Zhang San urgently said, "That's the only way to ensure that the deranged doctor won't catch up! Trust me, go fast!"
"We'll only stay on the outskirts, we won't go deep inside. Nobody's life will be in danger! But if you don't leave now, we're all doomed!"
The two men on the motorcycle exchanged glances. Among their mercenary team, Zhang San had always been known as the "Outlaw." He was fearless, be it in the sky or on the ground...
Today, what kind of god had they encountered to frighten him like this?

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

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!

] [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!"

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.”