All Chapters of Crazy System! Turning Me Into an Unrivaled God!: Chapter 71
- Chapter 80
139 chapters
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That morning, Shange City seemed to be holding its breath. In front of the new “Alchemist God International” building, crowds had already begun filling the sidewalks.They were curious about the shop that was claimed to change the history of medicine. However, the real tension was inside the building—specifically in the main waiting room, where Siska and the core staff were preparing the final details for the opening.As Siska was organizing some documents, the private elevator door chimed open. She glanced over without suspicion, but in the next second, the digital tablet in her hand slipped and slammed onto the floor with a loud crash.Braaaack!“M-Mr… Fang?” Siska whispered. Her eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat.Fang Zhe stepped out of the elevator calmly. He wore a custom-made black suit that perfectly wrapped his newly athletic body.Every step he took carried an authoritative rhythm. His face—now with perfectly symmetrical proportions, a sharp jawline, and clear yet
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The man in the black suit sneered coldly, his gaze filled with hatred hidden beneath a mask of formality.He was Hendra, one of the shadow directors under the control of the “Grand Master,” the true owner of the Sky Fortune Pavilion, who was now in retaliation mode after Luna and Kuro’s defeat.“This is nothing but nonsense,” Hendra continued, his voice loud enough to be captured by thousands of journalists’ microphones.“If you offer certainty, Fang Zhe, then let’s test it here—right in front of the provincial leaders and national cameras. Don’t just hide behind an expensive suit and that artificially enhanced face.”He signaled toward the side door of the hall. Instantly, four burly men pushed in a medical stretcher filled with life-support equipment.On it lay a middle-aged man in a horrifying condition—his skin blackened from tissue decay, his breathing labored through a ventilator, and the heart monitor beside him showing extremely unstable lines.“This man is a victim of the mal
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“Carry it out, Sir!” Siska replied, her voice trembling between fear and hope.She immediately activated the emergency communication protocol to the central laboratory, where Uncle Lu was.Meanwhile, at the center of the stage—now illuminated by the golden radiance of the seven floating needles—Fang Zhe did not waste even a second.His sharp eyes locked onto the seven main meridian points on the bluish corpse.“First Needle: Gate of Life!” Fang Zhe hissed.Wush!The first golden needle shot forward like lightning, piercing precisely into the patient’s solar plexus. The moment it entered, a surge of Qi spread out, forcing the neurotoxin lodged in the heart muscles to retreat.“Second and Third Needles: Spirit Guardian Path!”Two more needles pierced the base of the neck and the forehead.Jleeb! Jleeb!Instantly, the heart monitor—which had been showing a flatline—TIIIIIIIIIIIT!suddenly twitched.Beep… Beep…The sound was faint, but in the deathly silent hall, it rang like a cannon bl
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Woooosh!The wave of golden energy radiating from the patient’s body slowly subsided, but its effects had only just begun.On the medical stretcher, the man who had nearly become a corpse suddenly jerked violently. His entire body trembled as if struck by millions of volts of electricity—but this was not a death spasm. It was a forced, accelerated cellular regeneration triggered by the Nine Heavens Pill.Thick, foul-smelling black fluid seeped out from his pores—the remnants of neurotoxins that had been destroyed down to the molecular level. The next second, his breathing—previously ragged through a ventilator—became deep and steady.“Hah… HAAAAAH!”The man’s eyes snapped open. A flash of purple-gold light flickered briefly within his pupils before fading back to normal.With movements that defied all logic for someone who had just been declared clinically dead, he tore off the monitor cables and ventilator tubes attached to his body. Sitting upright on the stretcher, he stared at his
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Hendra crawled backward, his face pale as a corpse. He looked at Fang Zhe’s shadow stretching across the concrete floor of the parking area—it felt like the shadow of death itself, ready to claim him.“Fang Zhe… y-you can’t touch me! I am an official representative! If anything happens to me, the Sky Fortune Pavilion will—”SLAP!A single light backhand from Fang Zhe sent Hendra flying, crashing into a metal door and denting it.Fresh blood mixed with molars burst from Hendra’s mouth. He could no longer scream—only muffled groans escaped his throat.Fang Zhe then grabbed Hendra by the hair, forcing him to look up into his cold, gleaming eyes.“I won’t kill you today, Hendra. A dog like you is too lowly to dirty my hands before the main show begins,” Fang Zhe whispered, his voice sharper than his nine silver needles.He picked up Hendra’s fallen phone and pressed a video call button to “Grand Master,” the top contact.Kriiiing! Kriiiing!Within two rings, the holographic screen lit up,
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A deadly silence enveloped the hall. Thousands of eyes were now fixed on Grand Master Wijaya, the ruler of the Medicine Pavilion, who usually stood with pride—now trembling under the stage lights.On the giant holographic screen behind Fang Zhe, the cash liquidity figure of **$105,000,000** still glowed brightly, like a judge’s hammer ready to shatter the dignity of the Wijaya family.“What are you waiting for, Grand Master?” Fang Zhe’s cold voice echoed.“Or are the words of a Medicine Pavilion ruler worth no more than passing wind?”The conglomerates and officials in the front row began whispering loudly, creating immense psychological pressure on Wijaya.“My God, Grand Master Wijaya really made such a bet?”“Kneeling in public? That would destroy the Medicine Pavilion’s reputation forever!”“But a promise is a promise. If he doesn’t do it, his business credibility will be completely ruined!”Wijaya felt his legs weaken. Cold sweat poured down his expensive suit. As he slowly bent h
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After the door to his private room closed tightly, Fang Zhe let out a long breath. He leaned back into his executive chair, while in front of him, the system’s holographic screen glowed with a dim blue light, reflecting off his face, which now looked slightly weary yet satisfied.“System, open the shop and show me several cultivation techniques and combat techniques suitable for Bimo,” he ordered in his mind.Diiing!The number 23,340 Points was still clearly displayed in the corner of the screen. With that amount, Fang Zhe felt he had more than enough points.And as a good master, he intended to give Bimo not just any technique that would make him stronger, but something that could turn him into an impenetrable shield for the Divine Alchemist Shop while he ventured out.Diiing!A list of techniques began to scroll. Fang Zhe’s eyes scanned through the categories of “Primary Defense Techniques” and “Steel Body Cultivation Methods.” Eventually, his gaze stopped on two ancient virtual bo
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Fang Zhe was just about to give additional instructions to Uncle Lu when suddenly his vision was distorted by a barrage of red notifications flashing wildly across his system panel.DING! DING! DING![Regional Mission Detected: Shange City is in turmoil!][Mission 1: Logistics Sabotage – Black Dragon Expedition Company (owned by the Zhao Family) is transferring its remaining assets to a property company. Reward: 2,000 Points.][Mission 2: Forced Rescue – Julian Gerva’s younger sister has been abducted by an unknown party. Reward: 1,000 Points.][Mission 3: Regain Erina’s trust. Reward: 2,000 Points.]Wuuuush! Wuuuush!It wasn’t just three missions—more kept appearing. But Fang Zhe’s focus locked onto the first one.A predatory smile slowly formed on his face. This was the perfect opportunity to wipe out the remnants of the Zhao Family’s power down to the very roots.“Or maybe I should just end everything with the Zhao Family altogether? Right now, their only defense is that property c
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Three hours later…The black SUV driven by Bimo began to slow down as it entered a wooden gate that read “Sacred Land Village.”However, the peaceful atmosphere that should have defined the village had vanished, replaced by hysterical screams and the rumbling engines of heavy machinery parked along the dirt road.The moment Fang Zhe saw it, he noticed dozens of villagers gathered in an open field in front of the village hall, their faces filled with fear.In front of them stood a dozen burly men with tattoos covering their arms… holding batons and several sharp weapons.“Hand over all the land certificates in this village, you bitch! Or we’ll level every house here right now!” shouted a fat man wearing sunglasses—likely the leader of the thugs.At the very front of the villagers stood a woman in worn clothes, yet still graceful. It was Mei. Though her body trembled, her eyes shone with extraordinary courage.“This land is our life! Young Master Zhao has no right to take it just for hi
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The laughter of the thugs was the last normal sound heard in the Sacred Land Village square. In the next second, the atmosphere turned chilling.“One minute? That’s far too easy, Young Master,” Bimo replied in a flat, deadly tone.Wuuuuush!Bimo moved like a black shadow. Before the thug with the snake tattoo could even swing his baton, Bimo was already in front of him.Kraaack!A spinning kick struck the thug’s jaw, producing a horrifying crack. His large body was sent flying five meters, crashing into a row of parked motorcycles.“Attack them!” the thug leader roared, though his voice trembled.The battle—or rather, the slaughter—began. Bimo moved through the crowd of thugs like a harvesting machine of death. Not a single punch or kick missed; every movement meant a broken bone or a body instantly collapsing unconscious.Yet, everyone’s attention was drawn to Fang Zhe.The thug leader swung his baseball bat wildly toward Fang Zhe’s head.“Die, you arrogant brat!”Srak!But Fang Zhe