It turned out that all this time, what Wang Ye relied on to survive was not his abilities or the post office.
It was that reckless, gangster-like temperament that made him willing to risk his life.
He had almost lost it...
In the next second, the withered fruit turned into a huge surge of energy that swept over Wang Ye's body instantaneously.
With a muffled boom, Wang Ye painfully knelt on the ground.
His skin exploded in an instant, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering as blood splattered everywhere.
That wave of energy was overbearingly arrogant, forcibly baptizing every cell and muscle in his body.
When it reached his arms, a red colored energy kept swirling around Wang Ye's hands, full of hostility towards the energy that came from the fruit.
But strangely, Wang Ye felt a sense of disdain emanating from this energy.
Yes, disdain.
Disdain towards the red energy.
In the next second, the overbearing energy suddenly clashed, and the red energy on his hands vanished like the evanescent white snow.
His abilities...were gone.
Wang Ye clearly felt that the abilities in his hands had disappeared.
No...that can't be right.
Ordinary people would not have a terrifying body like his.
Although he wasn't very clear, through the comparison with his fight against King Kong, Wang Ye guessed that with just the flesh from his three awakenings, he was probably already stronger than himself.
Wang Ye did not have much time to think.
In the next second, amidst the immense pain, Wang Ye completely passed out.
Blood slowly flowed down his body, dripping onto the floor.
Inside his body, the sound of shattering bones still continued to echo. And his skin kept splitting open, exposing the bones inside.
Energy endlessly surged and roiled within Wang Ye's body.
With his current bodily functions, he still could not control such massive amounts of energy.
At most five minutes, and his body would explode from the impact of the energy.
But then...
The door silently opened.
Zhou Han walked in with her long hair fluttering without wind.
Xiao Si, who had been motionless, suddenly stirred.
The last order Wang Ye gave her was to attack any outsider who entered the room.
Hmph! Get back!
A magnificent aura suddenly emanated from within Zhou Han's body. On her fair arms, the prayer beads gave off a dazzling radiance.
The bronze nail between Xiao Si's eyebrows shook violently as she stood guard in front of Zhou Han.
I'm here to save him!
Seeing Xiao Si's actions, Zhou Han's expression changed slightly as she shouted,
Xiao Si refused to budge an inch.
I really don't know if you're trying to get him killed.
Zhou Han looked somewhat helpless, and ultimately chose to give up, heavily slamming the door as she left Wang Ye's room.
The unconscious Wang Ye let out a muffled groan amidst the intense pain wracking his body.
After a long while...
A wisp of black flames suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop.
Then, his cracked skin slowly began to heal.
His breathing also gradually steadied.
As time passed, the pallor on Wang Ye's face turned ruddy again.
The withered skin on his body also regained vitality.
In the living room, one could even faintly hear the powerful beating of Wang Ye's heart.
Suddenly, Wang Ye opened his eyes and sat up from the floor.
Silently sensing the changes in his body, Wang Ye sank into thought.
When he had lost consciousness, he clearly felt that his body could no longer withstand that terrifying energy. At that moment, he knew that he had lost the gamble and was prepared to die.
But strangely, another kind of energy had entered his body.
The two energies gradually merged within him, and the domineering feeling also faded away as the energy turned gentle.
It seemed...
Something must have happened after he passed out.
Wang Ye silently glanced at Xiao Si.
Sure enough...something was off...
The piece of paper he had left on Xiao Si's shoulder had fallen onto the ground at some point.
He really was fortunate. Wang Ye laughed mockingly to himself and lightly clenched his fist, sensing the tremendous power within his body.
With his current bodily functions, a second awakener probably could not withstand a single punch from him at all.
Although each awakening exponentially boosted his bodily functions, without having truly fought against someone at the third awakening, he could not be certain of his own strength.
However...
His abilities were gone.
Wang Ye silently looked at his hands.
Indeed, that familiar sensation of his abilities had vanished...
But still, this change...he could not determine if it was good or bad.
Nevertheless...
He had become much stronger.
After changing into a new set of clothes and taking a shower, looking at the risen sun, a trace of a smile appeared on Wang Ye's lips.
In this world, just being able to live...and see the sunlight of the next day, was already the greatest fortune.
In the next two days, Wang Ye found a secluded place to continuously adapt to his strengthened body, running all kinds of tests.
The final data greatly satisfied Wang Ye.
Perhaps...this was the correct path humanity should be taking...
Of course, he had received several calls from Zhang Xiao during this time, formally inviting Wang Ye to visit her lab.
Wang Ye rejected them all without the slightest hesitation.
How was this any different from the Feast at Hong Gate!
Lazily basking in the sun was already a rare enjoyment for Wang Ye.
Until Zhang ZiLiang's call came in.
The city of Lin'an...
Was likely to be razed.
Zhang ZiLiang's heavy voice rang out over the phone.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
