With the first person to "eat the crab" taking the plunge, a clamor arose behind Qi Yuan as people jostled to get to the door, eager to enter and secure advantageous positions.
This was a wish, after all.
Although the path to wishing for more wishes had been blocked, a single wish could still accomplish quite a lot.
They weren't going to be as foolish as the previous batches, directly wishing to become the strongest human in the world, with money, wealth, and status all falling into their laps.
Brother Liang thought these people had gone mad, unable to even see the "final interpretation of wishes belongs to the amusement park" clause at the bottom of the contract.
Fatty held the contract, scratching his head. "Maybe I shouldn't go in? If we're the last two left, it wouldn't be right for brothers to fight each other."
"There won't be any fighting. This game won't end normally," Brother Liang said, looking thoughtfully in Qi Yuan's direction.
Qi Yuan's clone entering the amusement park turned to look in the direction of his other clone. The two areas were connected, making it easy to locate his position.
The other clone nodded, indicating he could see as well. He immediately dispelled the clone state, transmitting the information back to the main body.
Let the game proceed normally on this side, ensuring the clone who signed the contract wouldn't be targeted. The rest would be left to the main body.
Qi Yuan's clone in the amusement park felt temporarily at ease and fully entered the park.
He sensed the domain's position shifting, and when it stopped, he found himself in the staff break room.
On the table lay a piece of paper covered in dense writing.
[Rule 1: If you're in the mirror maze and see your reflection behaving inconsistently with your actions, don't panic. Look directly at it and don't avert your gaze, no matter what it does.
Rule 2: If you enter the haunted house...
Rule n: ...]
Overall, the rules covered most areas, allowing ordinary people to trap those with abilities, adding some intrigue to the game.
This monster was quite up-to-date, Qi Yuan thought as he placed the note back on the table.
He recalled an online comment: if you're carrying a large number of firearms, please disregard all of the above rules.
Although he didn't have firearms, he was pretty close.
He left the break room and surveyed the entire domain.
In just this short time, he noticed that quite a few participants had already started fighting.
These monsters watched like overlords observing ants battling each other. A game with such an easily predictable outcome would lose its appeal. They not only established mechanisms for ordinary people to counter those with abilities but also deliberately concentrated the participants to make it easier for them to gang up on the strong ones first.
Qi Yuan saw Fatty being dragged along by Brother Liang as they ran frantically. Behind them was a group of people... or rather, greedy beasts consumed by desire.
Fatty's voice, distorted by the wind, called out, "Brother Liang, why aren't we fighting back?"
"The Patrol Team is watching. Just say if you want to go to prison."
"Even if the king himself came, we'd still be acting in self-defense. Who's the Patrol Team?"
Fatty's face was full of guilt, but he immediately straightened up, his fat legs moving much faster than before.
"That middle-aged man. He's not interested in wishes, nor is he surprised by the Divine Amusement Park, but he's still eager to enter. He must know something and came for that reason. With his demeanor, his family wouldn't be desperate enough to participate in this game. I'm more inclined to think he's a member of the Patrol Team," Brother Liang explained.
Fatty was on the verge of tears. "Brother Liang, why didn't you say so earlier! I tricked someone when I came in. I hope they're okay."
"The middle-aged uncle will probably go straight to confront the amusement park owner or investigate the internal situation. The chances of him seeing what happened are very low."
He didn't see it, but he heard it, and you even ran right up to me.
Qi Yuan made this sarcastic remark to himself as he focused his attention on the thoughts coming from above.
"Who will win... that fleshy one looks good..."
"I bet wrong last time and barely got to eat anything. This time I'll make it all back with interest!"
"Judging by strength, that human who entered first is more likely to win. But I'd rather see him killed by ordinary people. He reeks of that detestable ability-user smell, must have killed quite a few monsters."
"These new monsters really don't understand the rules. Still asking me who to bet on?"
"Are humans really this stupid? Just for a little sweetness, they'll fight each other to the death. Learned something new."
The monsters greedily watched the battling humans, a scene that seemed somewhat comical to Qi Yuan. They considered themselves high and mighty, organizing betting pools and mocking human stupidity, yet they too couldn't control their instincts.
Humans and monsters are both puppets of desire, so I must become a god, hehe!
Suddenly, Qi Yuan felt a familiar connection beside him. He turned his head and, sure enough, it was his main body.
Not only that, but he had brought several clones with him.
Apart from slight differences in form, the clones were uniformly disguised in black cloaks.
They were the same person, and upon seeing this scene, they immediately understood the main body's plan.
If monsters could have a group fight, it was only fair that they could too.
With so many enemies, it greatly reduced the difficulty of mental projection, just like those four monsters in Shen City, hindering each other.
This way, without the need for nested illusions, they could clear all domains in one go.
"I'll lay low," Qi Yuan heard a clone say, and he nodded.
Then, he looked up towards the sky, his eyes changing from light brown to brilliant gold in the blink of an eye.
The entire domain was under the control of monsters with contract abilities. If it hadn't noticed anything, it was probably dead.
The two sides locked eyes, and several thoughts rang out simultaneously.
"Wait! Isn't that the Golden Eyes?"
"How is he here?!"
"It's over! It's Qi Yuan!"
"Damn this contract, now we're all going to die here!"
"Who is it? Everyone looks so panicked, he must be a powerful ability user."
There's actually a monster that doesn't know me? Am I not standing tall enough?
Facing several monsters, Qi Yuan commented on their thoughts with a good mood. A great name strikes fear into people's hearts, and he had thoroughly experienced this firsthand.
Thinking back to his initial nervousness when facing the spider monster, and now not needing to say a word before the monsters automatically handed over their experience cards.
As he showed off more, he became increasingly adept at it.
However, these monsters' imagination was too weak. The experience cards they gave were far inferior to those from the two SS-rank monsters who were about to advance. After all, their strength was limited, as was their vision.
He needed to give them a hand.
"This place is interesting," Qi Yuan glanced at them, as if talking to himself, as he paced around the amusement park. "Humans on this field are just like monsters, hunting their own kind."
Although he appeared relaxed, turning his back on a group of monsters made him feel a bit uneasy.
The monsters shuddered as his gaze swept over them, none daring to speak.
That curse monster was much stronger than them, yet it couldn't escape Qi Yuan's clutches. They feared drawing his interest, forced to act like clowns, entertaining this human over and over again.
But they harbored hope in their hearts, thinking that perhaps they could win with their numbers, and that they would step on the corpses of other monsters to enjoy the body of the strongest human.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
