"Curry sauce! Although it's a yellowish paste made of various aromatic seasoning plants with a peculiar smell, it may not be enough to drive away some animals that don't like it!"
"That makes sense."
Tang Xiaoguo pondered: "Perhaps it could evoke terrifying memories for them."
Lin Qianqian shook her head: "That seems like a stretch! Or why don't you sing a bride's wedding song, the groom isn't me! Let's see if they run away!"
"I don't even know that song..." Tang Xiaoguo sighed. "Come on, think of a sensible way to get rid of these disgusting creatures!"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "As fellow members of nature, animals have equal rights to survival as us. We need to find a way to coexist peacefully with them."
Lin Qianqian nodded: "Lu Zhe is so kind."
Tang Xiaoguo sighed: "Boss, is being kind enough? How do we get rid of them?"
"Why don't... I go talk to them!"
"Negotiate with Komodo dragons?"
"Yeah, from their orderly steps and friendly eyes, I can see they yearn for peace. Don't worry, I'll talk to them properly. Even if negotiations fail, they can't catch me! You two go hide first."
"Be careful..."
"Got it!"
Lu Zhe pulled out a paratrooper knife and walked over.
The lizards seemed confused when they saw Lu Zhe, tilting their heads in unison to one side.
Lu Zhe then noticed all the lizards had cloudy right eyes, as if sharing the same physiological defect.
That's why when Lu Zhe approached, they tilted their heads slightly to one side, observing him with their functioning left eyes.
Unfamiliar with humans, they didn't attack outright, only surrounding him while flicking their bifurcated tongues and hissing.
Tang Xiaoguo and Lin Qianqian watched anxiously from afar, palms sweating profusely.
They saw Lu Zhe saying something to the lizards, then waving his arms.
The lizards became agitated, seemingly swaying along to Lu Zhe's gestures.
Soon after, as if actually comprehending Lu Zhe's words, they turned and crawled away one by one.
Lu Zhe thoroughly rinsed his paratrooper knife before walking back.
"They actually left?"
"Were they that reasonable?"
"Not exactly! They wanted to eat me at first, but got distracted by my charming personality and didn't dare make a move."
"Then they suddenly saw the error of their ways and turned vegetarian?"
"It wasn't that simple! Even though we shook them off for now, they can still track us down by our scent and cause trouble later. Knowing their keen sense of smell depends on those forked tongues, I took the chance when they stuck out their tongues and swiped my knife, severing them in one swift motion."
As he spoke, Lu Zhe slashed out swiftly with his arm, precisely striking a passing insect with blinding speed and reflexes that left the two girls awe-struck.
"As I was leaving, they even gave me their tongues as souvenirs. I figured I had no use for them so threw them away. Now we can rest assured they won't be able to track us."
You see, not only did I get rid of their pursuit, but did so without harming their lives. That is the ultimate respect one can show nature!"
Tang Xiaoguo asked incredulously: "Will their tongues grow back?"
Lin Qianqian pondered: "They...they should, right? Doesn't a lizard's tail grow back when severed?"
"Do Komodo dragons have that ability too?"
Lin Qianqian shook her head: "I don't know. Lu Zhe, do you?"
"Well..." Lu Zhe suddenly redirected, "I noticed all the lizards share another trait - cloudy right eyes!"
"Special breed?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "More like a physiological defect."
"How strange they all share the exact same defect?!"
"At first I also found it odd, but then realized there's a possibility - this island may have originally only had one lizard!"
"Just one?"
"Yeah!" Lu Zhe nodded thoughtfully. "Maybe a few hundred years ago, some voyagers captured a few giant lizards. Halfway through the journey, they discovered a defective female and dumped it on this island."
"One lizard could reproduce? Hermaphroditic?"
"I've seen the 1998 Godzilla film where it laid a bunch of eggs by itself. But Komodo dragons aren't hermaphroditic. Rather, there's another reproductive mode in the animal kingdom called parthenogenesis. Simply put, some female animals can reproduce without male fertilization, creating genetic clones of the mother."
"There's actually such a thing?"
Lin Qianqian pictured a bunch of baby Tang Xiaoguos crawling all over herself and murmured in delight: "How cute..."
Whereas Tang Xiaoguo pictured a horde of little Lin Qianqians swarming towards her, turning deathly pale.
We still have to rely on Boss Lu Zhe!
"Alright, enough imagining parthenogenetic lizards, let's get back to tracking that wounded billy goat!"
The three continued into the jungle.
Soon they reached a shallow river estuary.
There were no more specks of blood or any scent related to the goat.
Lu Zhe nodded.
"Lu Zhe, we've lost it!"
"Stay calm. African hunters lack acute hearing and smell, so what's their secret to being the greatest trackers?"
"What is it?"
"Their minds!"
Lu Zhe tapped his temple. "They observe the surroundings - footprints, feces, torn spiderwebs - to track prey. When all signs disappear, they stick out two fingers to mimic a goat's horns and perform an ancient ritual!"
"What ritual is that?"
"Imagining themselves as the goat and guessing which direction it would flee!"
"Why don't you try that then?"
"I'm already visualizing it in my head!"
Lu Zhe surveyed the area. The right led to marshlands with open visibility - not an ideal hiding spot.
The front left had uneven, rocky terrain that would be difficult to traverse. Under normal circumstances that's where the goat may have fled, but with its injured testicles even running and jumping would be excruciating. It likely didn't go that way.
That left the front right area of dense woodlands - perfect concealment with abundant foliage for recuperation.
Lu Zhe smiled. "Let's go this way!"
The trio carefully picked through the woods until finally hearing the goat's bleating.
Lu Zhe crouched low and slowly approached the goat.
It seemed to be writhing in immense agony, neither eating nor drinking, just endlessly crying out.
At this moment, it had not a single companion by its side.
Lu Zhe readied another marble, taking aim at its remaining testicle!

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.”