As night fell, all visitors had left the park area, leaving Yang Lin alone in the entire zoo.
Just as he arrived at the artificial lake, a series of cries resembling infant wails emerged from the water.
Hearing this sound nearly scared the soul out of Yang Lin, but after a moment's thought, he understood what was happening.
"You two, come out!"
Following Yang Lin's loud command toward the lake surface, two massive dark shadows slowly emerged from the lake bottom.
One resembled a python with a face full of dense sharp teeth, while the other was a six-legged monster with a demon's face imprinted on its back.
If others had witnessed this scene, they might have wet themselves in fear.
"Indeed, the horror effect is definitely amplified at night."
While musing, Yang Lin took out the feed he had prepared in advance.
"Come on, eat up, everyone. You need to be well-fed to do your job. The success of my mission depends entirely on you."
Seeing the food, the two creatures in the lake eagerly rushed to Yang Lin's side.
The giant salamander, in particular, kept affectionately rubbing its plump head against Yang Lin's pants.
Remarkably, although these two creatures lacked strong communication abilities due to their limited intelligence, they showed an inexplicable dependence on Yang Lin.
After the two finished eating, Yang Lin gave them a new command.
The command was for them to follow the underwater channel from the lake into the Yong River.
Indeed, Yang Lin wanted these terrifying creatures to pose as water monsters in the Yong River.
Of course, they didn't really need to pose - to ordinary people, they already looked exactly like water monsters.
As soon as the command was given, the two creatures swam straight toward the Yong River, and within ten minutes, they had entered the river's channel.
Perhaps due to the water monster incident the previous night, there wasn't a single person cooling off or playing in the water along the Yong River banks.
Only occasional vehicles and pedestrians passed by on the riverside road.
Seeing this scene, Yang Lin promptly directed the two creatures downstream toward the urban area.
After swimming for an unknown duration, a cluster of dense lights caught Yang Lin's attention.
Following the giant salamander's gaze toward the shore, he saw that the brightly lit area was a riverside park.
At this time, various people could be seen in the park - some cycling, some skateboarding, and even a group of middle-aged women doing square dancing.
Looking at these crowds, Yang Lin's eyes immediately lit up.
"This is a good spot. This is the place!"
"You two, get ready!"
Just as Yang Lin was about to have the two creatures surface to frighten the people on shore, a sorrowful-looking young man stumbled toward the riverbank carrying a bottle of beer.
As he walked, he kept muttering to himself.
"Why does everyone blame me for everything?"
"Why don't any of you believe me, why?"
"Whatever, life is already terrible, I might as well die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the drunk young man recklessly jumped into the river.
Due to the loud square dancing music, none of the people on shore noticed someone had fallen into the water.
When the drunk young man entered the water, he finally felt a hint of regret.
But he couldn't swim at all and could only thrash about helplessly in the river.
However, just when he thought death was certain, something round suddenly pressed against his lower back.
He who had thought death was inevitable suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
Soon he was pushed to the shallow water.
Seeing that he had escaped life-threatening danger, the young man thought he had been saved by a passing night swimmer.
But when he turned around the next second, his soul nearly left his body in terror.
In the shallow river water, a six-legged creature was raising its large head and looking at him intently, with its demon-like tattoo appearing particularly fierce at that moment.
One glance was all it took for the young man to feel warmth in his crotch, and without further thought, he let out a yelp and scrambled toward the shore.
By this time, the park visitors had finally noticed the commotion, and they all ran over with curiosity.
When they encountered the drunk man, they immediately started questioning him.
"Young man, what happened?"
"Yeah, you're soaking wet, did you fall into the river?"
"It's just falling into water, why are you so scared?"
"Look at how drunk he is, probably stumbled in by accident."
As people were piecing together the truth, the drunk man finally shared what he had seen and experienced.
"There's a monster in the water, a six-legged monster."
"Really, I was trying to commit suicide, and this monster brought me back up. It was as big as a small car."
Hearing the drunk man's words, the crowd showed skeptical expressions.
"Six legs? What kind of creature has six legs? You must be drunk out of your mind."
"He must be hallucinating."
"Probably just saw a lounge chair or something."
"Let's go, it's nothing. Sisters, let's get back to dancing."
However, before the crowd could turn away, eerie cries like infant wails emerged from the dark river water behind them.
Hearing these cries, almost everyone's skin broke out in goosebumps.
Late at night, by the river, where could these loud infant cries be coming from?
Instantly, everyone had an unsettling feeling.
But there were still a few brave souls who, driven by curiosity, walked to the riverbank with their phone flashlights on.
When they shone their flashlight beams toward the river surface, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth appeared before their eyes first.
At that moment, an unprecedented fear instantly took over their hearts, and their legs began shaking uncontrollably - though they wanted to flee, they couldn't move.
Just when they thought it couldn't get worse, an even larger dark shadow slowly emerged from the river water.
An alligator-like elongated body, six sturdy legs, plus the demon tattoo on its back - it was even more terrifying than the previous monster.
"Mother of God! The water monster is coming ashore!"
Someone shouted, and instantly those who had been frozen regained their ability to move.
They immediately ran toward the park exit.
Those who had refused to believe earlier finally saw the two monsters in the river water under the park lights.
Without anyone needing to remind them, they ran at the fastest speed of their lives, wishing they had two extra legs.
In less than a minute, the entire riverside park was completely empty.
Watching this scene through the shared vision, Yang Lin immediately showed a satisfied expression, and issued another command.
"Let's go! Next stop!"
As his words fell, the two creatures submerged into the river water once again.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”