"Sure enough, it's you who have been obstructing me."
A familiar voice rang out, causing Ning Yu to lift her head and look towards the figure emerging from the far end of the exhibition hall.
He was clad in full white armor, with deep blue patterns flickering brightly on it. The armor was angular and gave off a strong sense of technology.
His face was half-covered by a helmet, revealing his hair from behind. Most of it had turned white, with only a few strands of black hair remaining.
Unlike Ning Yu's natural silvery-white hair, his was a sickly white color, a symbol of illness and aging.
In front of his face, a blue light screen was projected from the top of his helmet, covering his eyes and nose. Only his mouth was visible, making it difficult to discern his features.
He held a sword hilt in his hand, from which green light burst forth with his movements, scorching a black mark on the ground.
It was a lightsaber.
Ning Yu was lost in thought, but then suddenly recognized the voice of the newcomer.
Even though she had only met him once, she had a deep impression of his voice.
Ji Mengyao, who was behind her, also noticed this enemy. However, as soon as she heard his voice, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She raised her trembling hand, pointing at the man covered in armor in the distance, and exclaimed:
"Zhuang...Wugou???"
She was all too familiar with this voice. It was Zhuang Wugou, the founder of the Ark Base.
"Why are you here? Why are you protecting that mutant monster??"
Soon, Ji Mengyao thought of something even more terrifying.
"Could it be...all these missions...were they all arranged by you? This time with Wu Di...and that time with Wan Heng..."
"Why are you doing this? Isn't your wish the survival of mankind?? Then why did you establish the Ark...and why did you let everyone..."
Ji Mengyao seemed more and more confused, slowly shaking her head, unable to comprehend Zhuang Wugou's mysterious actions.
In the face of Ji Mengyao's barrage of questions, Zhuang Wugou did not respond.
He slowly walked over to the side of the creature, and the blue ripple shield became even more radiant, lifting the creature up.
Light beams condensed from the shield, shining on the wounds caused by the triple-bounce shock wave from Ning Yu's Blood Kite, visibly beginning to heal them.
Ning Yu, holding the Blood Kite, was carefully watching the shield and the light beams repairing the creature.
This kind of advanced technology, and this relationship with the mutant zombies, she was all too familiar with it. After all, her own knife had once broken against a girl who possessed the same technological means.
She still remembered the terrifying power of that girl, and her words, "We will meet again."
"What is your relationship with Lacy?"
Ning Yu uttered a name, and it was this name that made Zhuang Wugou, hidden within his armor, pause and turn to look at Ning Yu:
"You actually know the name of the Angel Lord?"
"Not only do I know her name, but I've also fought with her."
Of course, she lost the fight, but Ning Yu would never admit such an embarrassing fact.
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Wugou didn't react, but simply shook his head:
"Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore."
"Why, if you're on the side of humanity, would you help mutant zombies?"
Both Ning Yu and Ji Mengyao had the same question. She picked up the Blood Kite and pointed it at Zhuang Wugou.
"You won't understand, and there's no need for you to."
Zhuang Wugou had no intention of answering. The light sword in his hand suddenly brightened, and the mechanical light circulating around his body began to flicker at a higher frequency.
"Now, you're in my way."
This was a dangerous signal, one that Ning Yu was all too familiar with.
It was as if he had some kind of propulsion device installed on him, and in an instant, he was right in front of Ning Yu.
"Hum~~"
The light sword in his hand swung and buzzed, slashing towards Ning Yu.
Ning Yu had already activated her Future Reading, and she dodged Zhuang Wugou's horizontal sword attack by bending backwards on the spot.
She twisted her body and the Blood Kite followed the direction of her waist, slashing upwards.
As expected, it hit the familiar ripple barrier, creating ripples on it. She was all too familiar with this damned defense.
Zhuang Wugou's leg armor fired like a cannon, kicking out a swift kick towards Ning Yu's side.
Ning Yu pulled back her blade to defend, first blocking this kick. The powerful force made her retreat several steps.
"Hum! Hum! Hum!"
His light sword was like a relentless snake, which Ning Yu dodged or defended against one by one with her instinct and Future Reading.
Sparks flew from the clashing of the Blood Kite and the light sword. Ning Yu, who had experienced a broken blade once, had to be mindful of the state of the Blood Kite's blade.
However, the Blood Kite, being an epic weapon, showed no signs of damage in the fight.
"Bang!!!!"
"Bang!!!!"
Just as Ning Yu and Zhuang Wugou pulled apart, Shen Yiyue, who had taken the high ground, had already set up her sniper rifle and fired two shots at Zhuang Wugou.
The two sniper bullets seemed to fall onto a spring bed, pressing the blue ripple barrier inward, then weakly bouncing onto the ground.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ning Yu's stabbing attack followed.
Following a sniper bullet, a blade stabbed towards the concave part of the barrier.
It seemed to have broken some limit, and the concave part was directly pierced by the Blood Kite.
However, Zhuang Wugou's figure suddenly retreated, taking advantage of Ning Yu's attack being buffered by the barrier, he avoided this extremely sharp attack.
A series of symbols lit up in the blue light screen under his helmet. He didn't attack forward, but raised his hand, and two probes came out of his armored armor:
"Thump! Thump!"
Two unidentified flying objects were launched, making a smooth arc in the air, flying upwards.
"Sister Yue, watch out!"
Seeing something wrong, Ning Yu realized that these flying objects were not coming at her, but at Shen Yiyue.
She jumped up on the spot, threw the Blood Kite, and let it spin and strike one of the flying objects.
"Boom!"
The moment the Blood Kite came into contact with the flying object, a violent explosion was triggered, shattering the chandelier above.
Damn, there's another one!
Ning Yu tried to recall the Blood Kite to intercept again, but Zhuang Wugou launched another attack. His face was hidden behind a blue light barrier, making it impossible to see his expression.
But his attacks were increasingly ruthless.
The constant swinging of his light sword left Ning Yu unable to deal with the other flying object.
"Bang!!!"
"Boom!!"
A sniper shot echoed from afar, followed by another violent explosion. Only then did Ning Yu breathe a sigh of relief.
Shen Yiyue must have detonated the remaining unidentified flying object with her sniper rifle.
Only she, with the Future Reading ability that guarantees a hit with any firearm, could have done it.
Zhuang Wugou wanted to retreat and use that long-range weapon again, but this time Ning Yu wouldn't give him any chance.
She had already adapted to Zhuang Wugou's attack rhythm, his ripple barrier around him was already on the verge of collapse under Ning Yu's counterattack!

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!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"