All Chapters of Crazy System! Turning Me Into an Unrivaled God!: Chapter 151
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Amidst that heavy silence... "System," Fang Zhe called out in his mind, his voice echoing coldly within his consciousness. "Access the information reward regarding Han Ling." The next second, a dim blue holographic virtual screen materialized before Fang Zhe's eyes. The system issued a warning in its mechanical, monotonous voice. Ding! [Accessing information regarding Han Ling!] "Proceed," Fang Zhe commanded without a shred of hesitation. Buzz! The virtual screen vibrated violently before finally displaying rows of golden text that radiated an ancient and oppressive aura. As Fang Zhe read the lines before him, his eyes, which were usually as cold as everlasting ice, narrowed slightly. The information presented was completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary men. [Category | SSS-Grade Classified Information] [True Identity: Han Ling is the Underground Ruler of the Sky Star Country] [Highest Title: Overlord of the Black Dragon Prison!] [Cultivation Realm: Five-Star Qi Gat
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Hearing the name Han Ling spoken so casually from Fang Zhe's mouth, General Tyron's pupils instantly contracted. A flash of shock crossed his eyes for a fraction of a second before he managed to regain control over his cold, rigid facial expression."What kind of nonsense is that?!" barked General Tyron, his voice rising an octave to hide a nervous tremor."Don't try to divert attention by mentioning someone who has nothing to do with your criminal case, Fang Zhe! I am acting on behalf of the law and the military of the Sky Star Nation, not under anyone's orders!"Even though General Tyron refused to admit it, his body language and the micro-panics on the general's face could not deceive Fang Zhe's sharp eyes. That confirmation was more than enough for Fang Zhe: even this strongest general was nothing more than a hunting dog belonging to the underworld ruler."...."The atmosphere in the courtyard of the God Alchemist Shop suddenly became incredibly tense. The air felt as heavy as lea
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Hearing Fang Zhe’s analysis, which was so accurate down to the smallest detail, the silence inside the military jeep grew even more suffocating.General Tyron, who had been pretending to be calm all this time, now clenched his fists against his knees until his knuckles turned white. His jaw hardened. Fang Zhe’s last few words were like a blade peeling away the mask of justice he had always flaunted in public."Hahaha..."Suddenly, a low, husky laugh escaped General Tyron’s mouth. He slowly turned his body around, looking at Fang Zhe from the front seat. The cold, formal military expression was entirely gone; all that remained was the smug, victorious gaze of a man who felt he held all the cards."Remarkable. Truly a brilliant analysis, Fang Zhe," General Tyron said, his voice now casual, yet dripping with malice. He motioned with his hand for the two soldiers in the back to lower their weapons."You really are a terrifying young man. No wonder Great Master Han Ling considers you a tho
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[Diiing!][The system has detected a sharp spike in Negative Emotions from the Host. Advising the Host to maintain your blood pressure so you do not drop dead before reaching the prison.]'Damn you, you piece of trash system!' Fang Zhe cursed in his mind, the veins on his forehead throbbing with intense irritation.'Who's going to die?! Are you an assistant system or the Grim Reaper? How dare you curse your own Host!'[Diiing! The system is merely being realistic based on a logical analysis of the General's words in front of you. However, if the Host feels insulted, you can always use the 'VIP Path' to purchase information that could turn the tables.]Fang Zhe took a deep breath, restraining himself from unleashing his Qi energy right then and there to obliterate the military jeep and everything inside it.He knew this money-grubbing system was baiting him. However, General Tyron’s words and the system’s recent warning suddenly connected a series of dots in his mind.Something was off
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The morning sun had not yet fully risen, but its pale light was already beginning to pierce through the thick fog enveloping the border region.At the end of the quiet, rocky road stood a colossal structure that looked like a giant black stone monster crouching in wait.The Black Dragon Prison.Its walls, standing over a dozen meters high, were made of ancient obsidian stone and coated with a faint, pulsing red circuit of magical formations. This very formation functioned as a Qi vacuum, ensuring that no cultivator—no matter how powerful—could escape once they set foot inside.Ckiiiiiittt!The military jeep's tires screeched loudly as the driver slammed on the brakes directly in front of the prison's giant iron gates. The violent jolt made the two soldiers in the back seat flinch, but not the youth who was currently handcuffed.Fang Zhe merely tilted his head slightly to the side, then resumed snoring softly.'Grrr! Grrrr!'Seeing this, the veins on General Tyron’s temples—which had j
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Fang Zhe rubbed his wrists, which were slightly reddened from the chafing of the metal restraints. This freedom of movement—even inside the deadliest prison structure—felt rather pleasant. Without wasting a moment, he strolled casually behind the scarred senior guard.General Tyron did not follow them any further inside. From the threshold of the registration hall, the general merely stared at Fang Zhe’s receding back with a cruel, unwavering smirk. In his eyes, walking into Block 10 was no different than walking toward a delayed gallows.To reach Block 10—which, in the prison's internal hierarchy, was actually the weakest or lowest-security zone in the Black Dragon Prison—they had to traverse a long corridor that split the other blocks down the middle. The corridor was bordered by thick, high-energy iron bars and damp obsidian walls.The moment Fang Zhe’s figure passed by, the atmosphere along the corridor shifted drastically."Oho? A new fish?!""Looks like Block 10 has got some new
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Hearing the loud curse echoing within the silent hall, Fang Zhe did not flinch in the slightest.However, he halted his footsteps exactly a few meters in front of the prisoners' semi-circular formation.Instead of trembling in fear or returning their bluffs, Fang Zhe slowly raised his right hand. His index finger extended, moving constantly from left to right."One... two... three... four..." Fang Zhe muttered in a remarkably calm and resonant voice, completely ignoring the murderous glares locked onto him.The giant man with the wolf tattoo furrowed his thick brows. The short dagger between his fingers abruptly stopped spinning."What do you think you're doing, you little bastard?""Hold on a moment, don't interrupt. I am counting," Fang Zhe replied casually, without even glancing at the tattooed man. "Twenty-one... twenty-two... ah, there are thirty-five stray dogs here in total."Fang Zhe lowered his hand, letting out a short sigh as he shook his head with a face full of profound d
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Fang Zhe's incredibly casual yet razor-sharp words were like a bucket of kerosene poured directly onto burning embers."Y-YOU... YOU DAMN LITTLE BASTARD!!!""Charge at him together?! Does he really think his measly Qi Gathering realm can challenge every single person in this courtyard?!""Rip his mouth apart! Cut out his arrogant tongue!"The veins on the temples of the giant man with the wolf tattoo throbbed violently, holding back a fury that nearly suffocated his breath. The dagger in his hand trembled heavily due to his excessively tight grip. To be treated like a pile of trash that a new inmate could sweep away all at once was the greatest humiliation in the entire history of their criminal careers.However, amidst the uproar of curses that were ready to detonate into physical attacks, the tall, lanky inmate with the black nails suddenly narrowed his eyes. A cunning glint flashed across his gaunt face."Hold on a minute! Contain your tempers!" shouted Black Nails, attempting to q
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Amidst the storm of panic that ravaged the courtyard, Fang Zhe remained standing calmly at the absolute center of it all. A thin, cold vapor drifted from between his lips as he exhaled a long breath.His relaxed expression did not change in the slightest, as if freezing thirty-five ruthless cultivators with a single stomp of his foot was merely a routine task he did before breakfast.Tap... Tap... Tap...He now walked through the rows of those human ice statues, occasionally pausing to pat the frozen shoulder of one of the inmates who had been shouting the loudest earlier.Every time Fang Zhe’s palm made contact with the ice, a freezing sensation a hundred times more agonizing instantly crept straight into the victim's bone marrow, causing them to let out muffled howls as their bodies trembled violently."Earlier... who exactly was it that said they wanted to chew my bones until nothing was left?" Fang Zhe asked in a lazy tone, circling Black Nails, whose face had already turned blue
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The wolf-tattooed man answered with trembling lips, uttering the name as if the words themselves carried a curse.Hearing that unfamiliar name, a subtle smile etched onto Fang Zhe's face once more. His guess had proven correct. The system never miscalculated; there was always a big boss lurking behind the scenes once the lackeys had been razed to the ground."Murayama, huh?" Fang Zhe tapped his chin with his index finger, appearing deep in thought. "Continue. Tell me everything you know about him before I lose my patience."The wolf-tattooed man swallowed hard, hurriedly replying to save his own life."He... he is also a five-star Qi Gathering realm cultivator, just like you! But make no mistake, he is no ordinary inmate. Murayama is one of the ten right-hand men of the Han Ling faction, intentionally stationed inside this Black Dragon Prison to control the prisoners of Block 10."He then pointed with a trembling finger toward a small obsidian stone tower perched at the top of the Blo