The Bible says that after Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, they gave birth to two sons, Cain and Abel.
Cain was in charge of growing vegetables, while Abel was responsible for raising livestock.
Once when the two brothers were making offerings to God, Cain only offered some fresh vegetables, while Abel offered delicious lamb. God preferred Abel's offering, which made Cain jealous. Eventually, Cain killed his younger brother Abel with a stone.
None of this escaped God's eyes. God called Cain to stand before him and asked where Abel had gone.
Cain lied that he didn't know. God was angry and cursed Cain, banishing his descendants to wander unable to walk in the light!
Some theologians believe that from then on, Cain was driven out of the Garden of Eden and became a monster that lived by sucking human blood. His descendants have lived in haunted castles ever since, and whenever they appeared, they would whip up a horrific vampire legend across Europe.
Wang Dali said, "Damn, Yangzi, you've even read the Bible?"
I shook my head. "I haven't read the Bible. I saw this legend in another book."
Huang Xiaotao sneered. "How interesting. The birthplace of a bloodsucker turned out to be a place for worshipping God, how ironic."
The nun said, "Ms. Police Officer, you can't talk like that. There is light and darkness, God and the devil are like two sides of the same coin. Besides, the child has been reformed through the principal's education."
"That boy hasn't reformed at all. Just a few days ago, he sucked a woman completely dry of blood..."
Wang Dali blurted out. Huang Xiaotao glared at him. The nun asked in shock, "Is this true?"
Huang Xiaotao had to hem and haw, "We're still investigating this case. There's no conclusion yet on who the murderer is."
The nun made the sign of the cross over her chest and murmured, "May the Lord forgive his sins."
The nun led us to an office door and knocked. A man's voice came from inside, "Come in!"
The nun opened the door, "Principal, these people are from the police station. They've come to investigate some matters."
Right across from the door was a desk where a man in his fifties or sixties with graying temples and wearing glasses sat typing away. There were many books on the desk, most of which were Bibles.
The principal stood up and greeted us, "The room's a mess, please take a seat anywhere. Sister, please make our guests some tea."
Wang Dali seemed to have heard something and muttered under his breath, "Sister Rong?"
I nudged him with my elbow to signal him not to speak recklessly. Sister is how nuns are addressed here, not like the sisters in Princess Pearl.
Huang Xiaotao briefly explained why we were here. The principal nodded. "I do remember this child! His name is Baiye. In fact, I gave him this name. Bai means his pale complexion, and Ye indicates his preference for living in the dark. Baiye had quite a pitiful background. It's said his mother was a pr-stitute, but he was too young then to remember what his mother looked like or her name. Due to her profession, his mother abandoned him. For a long time, Baiye was very depressed and rarely interacted with other children."
"A pr-stitute?" Huang Xiaotao was slightly surprised.
It seemed Baiye specifically targeted pr-stitutes for a reason.
"Principal, do you know where Baiye went afterwards?" I asked.
The principal shook his head. "I don't know. There's been no news of him since he ran away. I was very worried about him at the time and sent people everywhere to look for him."
I asked, "What do the orphans who leave here do for a living afterwards?"
The principal replied, "We teach them some basic knowledge, equivalent to nine years of compulsory education, so they can have a skill to support themselves as adults. Of course, some orphans also choose to stay and serve God when they grow up."
I saw the principal's office furnishings were very simple and complimented, "It's really benefiting society for you to run an orphanage like this!"
The principal smiled. "You flatter me. To be honest, I was an orphan when I was little too. It's the Lord's grace that allowed me to survive. I want to devote my whole life to repay God! The first few years after the orphanage opened were quite difficult, but it gradually got much better with government funding, donations from all walks of life, and occasional help from children who left the orphanage."
We thanked him and left without even drinking the tea. As we were leaving, I suddenly recalled something and asked the principal, "By the way, have you seen Baiye recently?"
When I asked this, I activated the Abyssal Eyes to observe the principal's reaction. The principal was slightly startled, then calmly answered, "No!"
"Alright, thank you!" I nodded.
After leaving the orphanage, Huang Xiaotao asked me, "How did you guess there would be clues at the orphanage?"
"I didn't really guess, just hedging my bets." I said.
"Hedging bets?" Huang Xiaotao was a little confused.
"Baiye has a strange appearance and the bizarre habit of sucking blood. Which parents wouldn't be scared to death giving birth to a child like this? So I figured there were two possibilities. One is that the parents took him to every big hospital seeking medical advice. The other is that they simply abandoned him." I explained slowly.
"So you thought if there were no clues at the hospitals, there must be clues at the orphanage?" Huang Xiaotao caught on quickly.
"That's right!"
When we left the orphanage, I kept thinking about the principal's reaction earlier. People have some subtle reactions when lying that are hard to notice in psychology called microexpressions, like eyebrow twitching, eyes not focusing, lips tightening.
When I asked the principal that question just now, he definitely had some abnormal reactions. I wasn't sure if he was lying or just startled by my suddenly changed eye color, since I hadn't used this move before.
Huang Xiaotao saw me staring at the orphanage and asked, "Song Yang, what's wrong?"
"Come, let's do a little test."
After saying that, I suddenly activated the Abyssal Eyes, startling the other two. Wang Dali asked, "Yangzi, why did your eyes change color again? Do you know some evil magic?"
"Dali, did you masturbate this week?" I asked right off the bat.
Wang Dali stared wide-eyed in shock. "Why are you asking this?"
"Yes or no?" I pressed.
"No! How could I possibly do something so indecent?"
I retracted the Abyssal Eyes and said, "You're lying."
Wang Dali's face turned red. Masturbation wasn't a big deal, but admitting it in front of Huang Xiaotao was too embarrassing. He grumbled, "Song Yang, you're messing with me! Why did you have to expose my flaws?"
"Sorry, I'll buy you ice cream later to make up for it."
I explained that I was testing the microexpressions people have when lying. Wang Dali had exaggerated reactions while the principal remained calm, yet the two of them had some identical brief behaviors - flared nostrils, contracted pupils, slightly reddened ears. These reactions were fleeting, but didn't escape my Abyssal Eyes.
Through this test, I was certain the principal had lied. He had definitely seen Baiye recently!
Huang Xiaotao turned pale with fright. "I knew it. The more saintly someone pretends to be, the less trustworthy they are! Song Yang, should we go back and question him thoroughly?"
"I don't think there's much point. He's hiding it for a reason, and we don't have a search warrant anyway. I suggest leaving a few officers here to keep watch on him for now, no need to startle the snake in the grass." I thought about it and said.
"Alright, let's do that!" Huang Xiaotao suddenly asked, "By the way, what does 'masturbate' mean?"
"It means..." I couldn't help but consider how to answer. I was a little surprised Huang Xiaotao didn't even know this. But it wasn't that strange since she'd never had a boyfriend. Girls who haven't dated probably don't hear this word much.
"It's a game, the latest mobile game!" Wang Dali quickly explained. "We guys love playing it!"

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?!

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

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.”

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...