The narrow, shadowed alley seemed like a forgotten corner of the world.
Sunlight struggled to pierce through, leaving the place perpetually shrouded in gloom, exuding a decadent and oppressive atmosphere.
Moss clung to the damp walls, and the uneven stone pavement was littered with puddles of foul-smelling water.
Debris piled up in the corners, but from deeper within came a rhythmic, unsettling noise.
After a long while, two figures emerged—one dressed in white, the other in red—their expressions stiff with discomfort.
"Oscar, you must not tell anyone about this. If you do, I swear I'll—" The red-clad fatty drew a finger across his throat threateningly.
"Fatty, do I look stupid to you? Who in their right mind would talk about this? We just… did that… to a man." Oscar shuddered, unable to finish the thought aloud.
"Let's just get out of here and pretend it was a nightmare."
Ma Hongjun shivered at the memory of last night. Him, interested in men? And Oscar too…?
"Hurry up. If that guy wakes up and sees us, we're dead."
The two fled the scene in a panic.
About fifteen minutes after their departure, rustling echoed from the depths of the alley, followed by the sound of someone dressing.
"Cough. Cough."
A figure stumbled out—a boy with an unremarkable face, now looking even more disheveled, like a pitiful clown.
This was none other than the reincarnated God King Tang, Tang Chuan!
But his current state was… less than dignified. His clothes were in disarray, his backside exposed, and his face twisted in utter despair.
He wanted to leave, but the searing pain in his lower back made movement nearly impossible.
"Damn it! Who—who did this to me?!"
Tang Chuan was furious. Yesterday, he had been in unusually high spirits before suddenly collapsing from exhaustion. In his half-conscious state, he had felt… violated.
But he had been too weak to resist!
"AAAAAAAAH—!"
His enraged roar echoed through the alley. Him, the mighty Divine King Tang Chuan—pure, innocent, untouched—had actually been…
No. No, no, no.
It was already afternoon. He needed to get his crystal plate by evening, but—
"Thud."
"Pfft!"
In his desperation to escape, the God King tripped, his eyes rolling back as he collapsed, unconscious once more.
…
Unspecified Duration Later
"Boss, look—some disheveled kid here. Looks like he just crawled out of a brothel."
"Tsk tsk, what a loser. To think he ended up like this just from playing around."
Meanwhile, hidden in Tang San's shadow, the Extreme Douluo Puppet stirred. 'Hmm… I feel like acting again.'
Two and a half minutes later...
"Boss, actually… this guy's kinda good-looking."
"Third Brother, I was thinking the same thing."
"+1."
…
Two Years Later
Midnight. Thirty miles outside Suotuo City, by a quiet river.
Fu Ye lounged lazily, swinging his fishing rod without a care.
[God-Level Cheat System]
[Host: Fu Ye]
[Age: 21 (Locked)]
[Level: 99 Quasi-God (Locked)]
[Appearance: Ethereal, Fairy-like Charm (Highest Tier, Locked)]
[First Martial Soul: Divine Mind Sword Box]
[Second Martial Soul: Dragon God]
[Mental Strength: 99,999 (Spiritual Realm Peak, Locked)
[Constitution: 100/100 (Max, Locked)
[Favorability List: Bibi Dong: 100% (Eternally Devoted), A Yin: 100% (Eternally Devoted), A Wu: 100% (Eternally Devoted), Tang Yuehua: 100% (Eternally Devoted), Liu Erlong: 100% (Eternally Devoted), Xiao Wu: 100% (Eternally Devoted), Han Ruyan: 80% (Secret Longing), Shui Bing'er: 70% (Tsundere Affection), Shui Yue'er: 85% (Adoring), Xue Wu: 85% (Adoring), Qian Renxue: 65% (Long-Suffering), Shen Liuyu: 85% (Spicy Obsession), Yu Hairou: 85% (Hopelessly Smitten)]
[Final Evaluation: What kind of rating does a cheater need? Just enjoy the ride!]
Fu Ye smirked at his favorability panel. His efforts these past two years had clearly paid off—well, except for that troublesome Qian Renxue.
Seriously, how many times had she nearly caught him and Bibi Dong in compromising situations?
But now wasn't the time for reminiscing. He knew exactly who would pass by tonight—two cats, one big, one small.
He didn't care if he took one or both. Might as well grab them all.
As for the Star Luo royal family? Worst case, he could just send a few Extreme Douluo Puppets to entertain the old emperor.
The moon hung bright in the sky, nearly full, casting silver light over the riverbank. Fu Ye had already lit a bonfire, waiting patiently.
Half an hour passed. Then another fifteen minutes.
Finally—hurried footsteps in the distance.
Fu Ye grinned.
'The big fish—no, the big cat—is about to take the bait.'
…
Meanwhile, in the Forest
"Dear sister, you can't escape. Just surrender and accept your fate." A cold, mocking voice cut through the trees.
"Dream on!" A younger, furious voice snapped back.
"Second Young Miss, give up. You and that deserter, the Third Prince, are no match for the Eldest Young Miss."
"Exactly. Who knows? Maybe that coward has already gone into hiding."
The speakers? None other than Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun.
"Damn it…" Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists, despair creeping in. She had scrimped and saved for this chance to escape, only to be hunted down by her own sister.
A full day and night of relentless pursuit had left her injured—not fatally, but enough to slow her down.
Then—crackle.
A flicker of firelight in the distance.
Who would be out here, in such a remote place?
She hesitated—then steeled herself and veered away.
Zhu Zhuqing was kind. She wouldn't drag an innocent bystander into her mess.
Fu Ye, watching from the bonfire, blinked in surprise—then chuckled.
'Ah. She's trying to protect me.'
A girl like her, so selfless, was a rarity in the cutthroat world of Douluo Continent.
A shame her destined partner in the original timeline was… the complete opposite of her.
…
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