Inside the Qi's Villa,
Qi Yuan lounged in the living room on the first floor, savoring the long-lost feeling of staying at home.
His younger brother wielded a broomstick, performing a chaotic stick technique with no rhyme or reason. The words "huh" and "ha" continually escaped his lips.
Qi Yuan lifted his eyelids, unable to see any trace of his younger brother's impressive skills.
After dealing with the monster yesterday, he used his domain to transport the affected citizens back to the ground, returned the key to Xue Shizong, and went back home.
Before returning home, Qi Yuan was worried about whether his mother and younger brother would be affected.
When he arrived home, he saw that all the curtains were drawn shut, and his mother was happily making desserts.
Meanwhile, his younger brother was still deeply immersed in his homework, shifting his posture every few seconds as if the chair had thorns.
Upon seeing him return, his mother poked her head out of the kitchen.
"You're back! There are monsters outside, so I had to make desserts to pass the time. Would you like to taste them, Xiao Yuan?"
"... "
Qi Yuan: Another day of worrying about the absent-mindedness of his family.
Clap!
A stick lightly tapped the seat next to Qi Yuan, snapping him out of his wandering thoughts.
He looked up and sure enough, it was his younger brother.
His younger brother swung the broomstick, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his expression excited.
"Brother, come and witness my stick technique, let's have a little spar!"
Qi Yuan glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.
Was he the type of person who bullies children?
Of course--
Yes!
Qi Yuan defeated his younger brother with a single hand while he sat on the sofa, leaving him devastated and huddled in the corner, tears flowing.
"Ding--"
One message after another appeared on his phone, and they were exactly the kind of messages Qi Yuan didn't want to see.
[Shi Jianwen: Jiang Wenyin told me, Brother Yuan, are you secretly an S-class esper?]
[Shi Jianwen: Are you a member of the Dark Nine Seats?]
[Shi Jianwen: I promise not to disclose it! It won't affect your hidden identity.]
I don't believe you!
Qi Yuan sighed again, looking at the elderly person on his phone.
If he dared to make up stories, tomorrow's headline would be about him.
#The Dark Nine Seats Member is Actually Him!#
#Counting the Big Shots around You, Perhaps They Are Members of the Dark Nine Seats#
Qi Yuan selected an emoji package to respond casually, resolutely not typing a single word to the other party.
Denying it would be concealing his identity, admitting it would be showing his cards, no matter how he responded, it would be wrong.
After sending the message, he opened the messages sent by others.
[Lv Cheng: Brother Yuan? I'm coming to Shen City...]
[Gao Changze: Brother Yuan, what should we do next?]
[Xue Shiyun: Sorry to bother you, Brother, but can you help me with raising the level of my esper certificate to S-class?]
Qi Yuan couldn't help but inwardly comment when he saw the last message.
What's wrong with these two siblings?
Why does the brother ask on behalf of the sister, and the sister ask on behalf of the brother?
Is upgrading the esper certificate such a difficult topic to bring up?
Although he had his comments, he still had a favorable impression of the kind-hearted Xue siblings and replied, "I have no problem" to them.
[Shen City Branch President: We are planning a celebration banquet. Will you come?]
[Qi Yuan: No, thank you.]
Being surrounded by a group of people, taking turns flattering him, was akin to being socially dead, as he had deeply experienced yesterday.
Sigh...
The principal had no plans to let him graduate early, and there were no entrepreneurs crying and begging to give him money for protection, nor did any officials contact him.
Is the world going crazy, or have the citizens of Shen City not spread the news?
Qi Yuan speculated that this was a reasonable assumption since his supernatural ability remained at the peak of the A-level without any progress.
The effect of performing a pantomime was terrible, not as impactful as a live broadcast from Qipan City.
And how could ordinary people understand what S-level, SS-level meant...
Just as Qi Yuan was considering joining Qi Ao's self-isolation group in the corner, a message from Yi Shi popped up.
[Yi Shi: They plan to send someone to communicate with you. Would you like to meet them?]
Qi Yuan's pupils dilated, and he sat up straight in excitement.
Finally, the wait was over!
His fingers swiftly tapped the screen, afraid that he would be retracted if he was one second late.
[Qi Yuan: I'm available anytime.]
Yi Shi seemed to be waiting by the phone for a reply, and the response came quickly.
[Yi Shi: Okay, I'll report to them.]
After a few minutes, a new message came.
[Yi Shi: Is tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock convenient?]
[Qi Yuan: That works.]
Qi Yuan hesitated for two seconds and then sent another message.
[Qi Yuan: How are the S-level supernatural beings doing?]
[Yi Shi: They're fine, at least no life-threatening situations.]
...
The next afternoon,
Qi Yuan took Yi Shi's car and arrived at the Duty Bureau. He followed Yi Shi into a conference room.
Inside the conference room, a woman with short hair was sitting.
She had an outstanding temperament and a tall figure, indicating a military background.
When she heard someone enter, the woman with short hair stood up and greeted, "Mr. Qi Yuan, I'm Su Ke."
Yi Shi led him to the conference room and left first.
Qi Yuan nodded and sat down as indicated by Su Ke.
After some brief pleasantries, Su Ke went straight to the point, "Mr. Qi Yuan, do you know that the current strongest supernatural being in Dragon Country, Qi Yunzheng, is your uncle?"
"I know."
Qi Yuan's gaze remained calm as he looked at Su Ke.
Having awakened his telepathic ability for many years, unless his mother also didn't know, it was impossible for him to be unaware of his background.
But there was nothing much to say about his background. It was nothing more than his father climbing up the ranks and abandoning his wife and child, ruthlessly silencing them.
The matter involved his uncle's family, and his aunt was somewhat displeased with it. To avoid further implicating his family, his mother acted as bait and diverted attention, buying time for others to escape Jidu.
Even if his uncle successfully avenged them and drove the Liu Family out of Jidu, his mother couldn't bring herself to go back and see her family.
Su Ke was slightly surprised. According to the information, Qi Yunlan divorced before Qi Yuan was due to be born.
After the divorce, she changed her name and lived alone with her child, drifting to other cities until settling in Qipan City.
It was unexpected that Qi Yunlan was willing to tell her child about this unpleasant past, which was beyond Su Ke's expectations.
However, this way, she wouldn't need to provide too much explanation.
"Mr. Qi Yunzheng has been in a coma since the day before yesterday. Upon examination, we speculate that it is a self-repair hibernation caused by the assimilation and subsequent forced detachment from the domain of abilities, and we cannot determine the awakening time."
"Meanwhile, we are in the process of negotiating a joint cleansing plan with other countries, and we need an SS-level superhuman to support the operation."
"Therefore, we would like to ask for your help."
Su Ke said these words with some uneasiness, unsure if Qi Yuan would be willing to be labeled officially.
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."
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!"
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...
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?”
