The Beauty Knocked on the Evil God's Door [Infinite]

[Serial: The Mad Beauty Cries in the Infinite-Flow Game. Upcoming: The Therapist in the Confinement Room. A heartwarming, healing story. So delicious =3=] At night, in the bustling heart of the city, an old, dilapidated building wrapped in countless black roots stood in silence. Though countless pedestrians passed by, no one noticed it. Three days ago, Si Qingyan became the building’s owner. The building was in ruins, and his life was nearly over, too. If he wanted to live, he had to enter one terrifying instance after another and recruit more evil ghosts as “tenants” to use at his disposal. With an instance about to begin, Si Qingyan knocked on the door of the building’s only tenant. The door opened, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes through the pitch-black crack. “...Rent’s due.” An abandoned orphanage, a deserted village’s old manor, a school for ritual sacrifices... In the instances, everyone thought Si Qingyan was just a pretty good-for-nothing who’d be the first to die if anything went wrong. That is, until they saw him smiling as he chased the boss all over the instance Facing all the big shots, living and dead, in the instances, Si Qingyan smiled and pulled out a cleaver. “Want a job? The landlord can keep you company and talk things through every night...” The big shots, living and dead: “???” . At first, Si Qingyan didn’t know what he’d gotten himself into. He racked his brains trying to get the Snake God behind the door out so he could make him work. Later, once Si Qingyan realized what he’d gotten himself into, he spared no effort trying to shove him back inside. Because if he didn’t, he’d be done in by some wicked evil god before he even had a chance to die in an instance. There are lots of completed novels on the author’s page. Please support me! ■ Current serial: The Mad Beauty Cries in the Infinite-Flow Game Lu Qingyun had read infinite-flow novels. He knew that if you were pretty enough and pitiful enough, powerful evil gods would show up to take pity on you and demon kings would protect you. So after being dragged into an instance, the first thing he did was look for a mirror. After confirming that he still had the same devastatingly beautiful face, he resolutely decided to follow the script. When he met an evil ghost, his face turned pale: “You scared me, boohoo...” When he met a big shot, his eyes reddened: “I’m so scared, boohoo...” But every time, Lu Qingyun ended up having to handle things himself. After another failure, covered in blood from head to toe, Lu Qingyun had no choice but to consider a serious question: which part of his plan had gone wrong? The supernatural livestream System suddenly appeared. Once you entered, the odds of surviving the first instance were less than one in ten thousand. Yan Nanmu died before the livestream System began, a gruesome death. When he regained consciousness, he was already in another ghost’s instance. Filled with boundless hatred for Heaven, murderous intent, and resentment, he became a vengeful ghost and was just about to climb out of his grave when a warm, living hand appeared in front of him and yanked him out of the earth. Lu Qingyun (blushing.jpg): Are you a big shot? Hugs and kisses! Yan Nanmu: ??? Lu Qingyun picked up a ghost in an instance. It wasn’t as powerful as he’d imagined, but it was willing to take hits for him, help him find the way, and kill ghosts for him. So he simply brought it along, planning to share in a big-shot evil god’s good fortune once he found one. Yan “The Real Big Shot” Nan “Failed to Escape” Mu: If you see trouble, please call the police for me. It’s urgent. Thanks. ◇ Livestream with no audience comments ■ Upcoming, so delicious: The Therapist in the Confinement Room Zhu Nanchu, the alliance’s strongest marshal, fell and became a high-risk individual with powerful attacks, deranged and violent. In light of his contributions to the people, the alliance decided to postpone euthanasia and attempt to calm him through human contact, hoping to pull him back from the abyss. Treatment did not go smoothly. More than ten high-level therapists were counter-corrupted and left in critical condition. Even the alliance’s only S-rank therapist was not spared. Before Ye Zenuo was taken into the isolation room, he prepared himself to face a hysterical madman and was ready to never return. But all he saw was a man sitting by the window, serene and radiant. At their third meeting, Zenuo Ye tried to introduce himself. He thought it would come to nothing, just like the previous three times, but those red-rimmed eyes turned toward him. After that, the man who had stared blankly out the window every day began watching the door, looking forward to each of his visits. Zenuo Ye didn’t remember ever meeting him. Zhu Nanchu had forgotten the whole world, even himself, yet somehow seemed to remember only him. Theme: Stay positive every day and keep a little sun in your heart.