In opposition to the righteous organization stands the leader of the villainous organization, the Stolen Operator. To fill the massive void left by both leaders' non-intervention, he had to supplement the setting, leading to the emergence of strange elements.
[Stolen Operator: Forcibly steals world energy using degraded Common Operators (i.e., monsters or human subordinates?). Worlds on the brink of collapse are easier to steal energy from.]
[Additional notes:
1. Agreement: Both sides agree not to intervene directly, only indirectly influencing events. (Note: The Common Operator is wary of the Stolen Operator destroying the world during moments of weakness, while the Stolen Operator fears the Common Operator might abandon their role and use deep connections to drain the world's energy, causing a mutual loss scenario. They've reached a temporary agreement.)
(The grand finale will depend on circumstances. If sufficient power is obtained, a world domination plot will unfold, with the Common Operator emerging victorious. If energy is insufficient, the Common Operator will be temporarily suppressed, leading to a stalemate as this generation of those in the know passes away...)
2. Monsters are created by the Stolen Operator fusing with human spirits (Inspiration: C-class and above monsters possess human characteristics and intelligence)
3. ...]
The second additional note is crossed out, with a small annotation written below:
[Things that can be fact-checked are unpredictable. Scientists from any country might suddenly make breakthroughs, easily exposing flaws. Temporarily keep the monster creation process vague.]
Holy smoke!
Qi Yuan clearly remembered that the idea for the second monster origin came from setting up a premonitory dream when he ran out of inspiration, aiming to gain ideas for crafting the villain organization.
Now that parts of the inspiration from the premonitory dream had been confirmed, he felt uneasy about the contents of his notebook.
He couldn't predict whether using different setting words for each premonitory dream would cause discrepancies...
Moreover, while information was incomplete, Qi Yuan had also incorporated words like fabrication, construction, and hypothesis.
The initial inspiration might not have been accurate, and he had derived different versions from certain points. He could no longer remember how many versions there were or what the original inspiration was...
Ever since he gained the ability to create duplicates, he had been living multiple days in one.
Events from a few days ago felt like they had happened weeks ago.
Qi Yuan opened his notebook, rubbing the pages between his thumb and forefinger, trying to sort out his tangled thoughts.
There was no need to take all the settings as truth. It was possible that the premonitory dream had provided such inspiration because he had gathered enough information...
No, whether it was true or false didn't matter.
As long as he was strong enough, he could turn even truths into falsehoods, using them as stepping stones for his villainous organization.
With this realization, his tense nerves relaxed slightly, and his goals became clearer.
Trying to understand or overthink matters with too much missing information would only waste time. He should focus on his areas of expertise, exploring the limits of his superpowers.
After all, his self-imposed goal wasn't to become an omniscient god. High intelligence wasn't his defining trait.
If he became strong enough, verifying his guesses would be much simpler than it was now. Losing sight of priorities was a cardinal sin.
Having sorted out his thoughts, Qi Yuan closed the notebook and tucked it back into his spatial storage.
He slowly made his way downstairs to provide investigative directions to the two people waiting for "Orange" at the original location.
Halfway down, Qi Yuan suddenly realized: was this the reason for his calm demeanor in the premonitory dream?
Indeed, just like in the dream, although he had noticed, he couldn't summon the interest to change the outcome.
His arrival immediately caught the attention of Gao Changze and Yin Qingran, who stood up to greet him.
"Brother Yuan, how did it go?" Gao Changze asked, approaching first.
"...These are my conjectures," Qi Yuan told them the information consolidated from his dream, picked up the monster control device from the table, and examined what types of supernatural items were needed to compose such a device.
"You can investigate the former sponsors of Nanwu Orphanage. You might find something there. As for the orphanage director's diary I mentioned earlier, I remember the local Duty Bureau cooperated with the research institute, but its exact whereabouts are unclear. You can ask Pang Team Leader about it."
The cooperation with the research institute was his speculation. Qi Yuan remembered seeing discussions on a forum about Nanwu Orphanage, debating whether the fusion realm was a phenomenon produced by the overlap of current and past timelines.
At that time, the research institute would certainly not have overlooked such an important item as the diary.
Gao Changze listened in amazement. How were all these disparate clues connected?
Although it sounded reasonable, there was no evidence to prove...
How did they suddenly jump to investigating Nanwu Orphanage?
But after a moment's consideration, he gave up trying to understand.
The trail had gone cold anyway, and looking into it wouldn't affect other matters. What if they did find something?
This was a lead provided by Brother Yuan, after all.
Compared to Gao Changze, Yin Qingran was much calmer. She had witnessed the Qi family's powerful information gathering abilities multiple times. The information Qi Yuan had provided her so far had never been wrong.
She guessed that perhaps it wasn't that there was no evidence, but that Qi Yuan didn't want to expose certain information to them. Otherwise, he could have just told them his conjectures instead of asking them to investigate Nanwu Orphanage.
However, Yin Qingran was still shocked. To be able to investigate such secrets, the Qi family's intelligence network must be terrifyingly extensive.
She was still too weak...
Otherwise, she could trade with Qi Yuan for information.
Yin Qingran took a deep breath and adjusted her mindset. Qi Yuan had already provided enough help. If her revenge relied solely on others' assistance, she might as well give up.
Others' goodwill wasn't a reason for her to push her luck.
"I understand. Thank you!" Yin Qingran thanked him earnestly, gesturing for Gao Changze to bring out something.
Gao Changze understood and took out a paper document from his spatial storage, handing it to Qi Yuan.
"This is the financial report of the Superpower Affairs Office for last... I mean, this year. You can take a look when you have time. The profit share has been transferred to your account."
Huh?!!
Caught off guard by the sudden payment, Qi Yuan was dumbfounded.
Yin Qingran said sincerely, "I know you don't need this small amount of money, but if it weren't for your behind-the-scenes help, we wouldn't have been able to start our business so smoothly."
When did I help?
If it was about lending his reputation to open the office, giving him a share of the money would make sense, but he couldn't remember helping them at all.
Qi Yuan looked at them suspiciously.
Yin Qingran, feeling his gaze, sat up straight: "Rest assured, we absolutely haven't used your name."
If Gao Changze had said this, he wouldn't have believed it, but Yin Qingran...
After a few seconds of thought, Qi Yuan suddenly understood. They had promised not to use his name back then, so this explanation was just an excuse to give him money.
As a manager with no capital investment, no actual management, and no resource support, Yin Qingran could only use the excuse of behind-the-scenes assistance.
Look at this, what a high-quality ~~leek~~ (crossed out) subordinate!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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.
