A few days later, Lin Hao contacted Ning Yu again in the familiar way.
When Ning Yu arrived at Lin Hao's office once more, she noticed that the files on his desk had significantly decreased. She had a vague suspicion about what was going on.
"Has your management system already been implemented?"
Ning Yu suddenly appeared behind Lin Hao, who was typing something on his laptop.
Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Hao turned around and adjusted his glasses:
"Yes, I finally have some free time to continue researching the serum."
"Since you called me here, there must be new progress, right?"
Ning Yu approached slowly and saw that he was already operating his laptop, running commands.
Numerous characters and charts were moving and flashing, which Ning Yu couldn't understand. But soon, an audio player popped up.
"Experiment number UT-3771, prosthetic degree 39%, failure."
The audio played a man's report, as if he was inputting information into a system using voice commands.
"This is already the umpteenth test subject this month."
The man muttered to himself. Ning Yu recognized this voice; it was the same man named William from the previous recording they had decrypted.
"Lacy, do you think I'm on the right path?"
William's voice sounded discouraged, as if he was questioning himself.
"Of course, Lord William. I am the best proof of your path."
The recording then played the familiar voice of the girl, Lacy, comforting William.
"Warning: Anomaly detected in Laboratory A13. Laboratory doors severely damaged."
A mechanical alert sounded in the recording, suggesting something unexpected had occurred.
"Damn it, this problem again."
William, already in a bad mood, couldn't help but complain.
"I'll handle it for you, you take a break."
Lacy seemed to stop William from doing something.
After that, the recording was filled with metallic noises, the sound of something exploding, and a familiar howl.
Ning Yu immediately recognized the sound; it was all too familiar. It was the howl of a zombie, a common sight in the post-apocalyptic world.
After listening to the recording, Ning Yu looked at Lin Hao and said:
"It seems the origin of the T-virus you're looking for is related to this William."
She was now convinced that this disaster was man-made, not a natural calamity.
Lin Hao didn't immediately respond to Ning Yu but spoke in a tone that was neither affirmative nor negative:
"Don't be too hasty. The serum you brought back has provided some additional information."
He input several incomprehensible commands, and another recording played.
"What are you talking about?"
The recording played William's angry voice.
"William, don't be hasty. Listen to me..."
Then came the voice of an unfamiliar man, calm and gentle, in stark contrast to William's attitude.
But before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"I'll say it again, I have no interest in your so-called rituals, origin, or magic."
William used several terms, though they were somewhat unclear, indicating his rejection of the stranger.
"William, our goals are not in conflict; we just need to adjust our methods slightly..."
The stranger seemed unruffled by William's attitude.
"If it weren't for the fact that you are your teacher's son and a long-time friend of mine, I would have kicked you out already. Do you understand?"
William clearly didn't want to talk much.
"Please don't interfere with me again."
He said decisively.
"William... don't you want to know the truth of this world? Don't you want to understand the ultimate principle? Once you reach that point, all problems..."
The stranger seemed intent on persuading William.
"I ask you, if it's really as you say, why hasn't anyone who went there returned?"
William remained unmoved.
"I have no interest in your vague claims. Stop with that nonsense."
"Lacy, show him out."
He seemed to have lost all patience and issued an order to leave.
"Yes, Lord William."
Lacy immediately responded.
The recording ended there. Ning Yu was left puzzled, looking at Lin Hao with a questioning gaze:
"Did you get any information from this?"
From the recording, Ning Yu only gathered that there was someone who disagreed with William, trying to persuade him about something.
But she heard a very familiar term: "origin."
When Ning Yu first awakened her origin ability, she had read this word from the lips of the Moon Princess but had no idea what it meant.
"I thought you might know. Magic? Rituals? Origin? What are these?"
Lin Hao waved his hand, indicating he was a rationalist and had no clue about such mystical topics.
Ning Yu had many inexplicable abilities, so Lin Hao had assumed she might know something.
"I don't know either, but I feel like things are getting more complicated."
Ning Yu narrowed her eyes, sorting through the clues in her mind.
"Alright, if there's any further progress, I'll contact you again."
Lin Hao saved the files and seemed to get back to work.
"Yes, I'll try to find more serum."
Ning Yu responded.
...
Back at her apartment, Ning Yu sat on the sofa, still pondering the information she had just heard.
"What are you thinking about, Little Yu? You look worried..."
Shen Yiyue, having finished preparing the vegetables in the kitchen and taken off her apron, came over and sat next to Ning Yu.
"Hmm? You've already prepared the vegetables?"
Ning Yu didn't directly answer the question, planning to discuss it with Shen Yiyue later.
"Yes!"
Shen Yiyue nodded, then leaned against Ning Yu for their usual snuggle.
"By the way, Little Yu, when will we train next time?"
Hearing her question, Ning Yu turned suspiciously looked at Shen Yiyue, noticing that she wasn't looking at her but seemed focused on something else.
"Why do you seem so eager for training lately? You used to be lazy and didn't want to go..."
She gave Shen Yiyue a suspicious look, finding that she still wasn't looking at her.
"No, last time Little Yu said she wanted to get stronger, so I want to get stronger too, to protect Little Yu~"
Shen Yiyue finally turned her head, smiling at Ning Yu as she explained.
"Really?"
Ning Yu asked.
"Of course~~"
Shen Yiyue nodded seriously, then glanced around, noticing Shen Qianqian was still in the room.
She quickly leaned in and kissed Ning Yu on the lips, then playfully said:
"Recharged!"
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!
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.”
] [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!"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
