Honghuang: The Ultimate Shock-and-Face-Slapping System

"All my life, I've sought an opponent and never found one. How unbearably lonely!"

Miaoyang tilted his head back at a forty-five-degree angle, gazed up at the stars, and said this to the countless prodigies below the stage.

"You need to understand: a true genius is someone like me, who can discern profound truths from the smallest details, truths no one else can see. The answer you've all been looking for is actually very simple. It's right in front of you. You just haven't noticed it. You're only a tiny bit away..."

The countless prodigies were seething inside, the veins on their foreheads bulging, yet none dared show their anger. All they could do was watch the man above continue cooking stinky tofu.

This novel leans toward the invincible-protagonist genre. Enter at your own risk if that's not your thing.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.