The first few dozen comments in the chapter where Qi Ye is killed by the author are filled with laughter and adoration, far surpassing the sweet confessions and love-making between the male and female protagonists
in the novel. Qi Ye is the protagonist of a supernatural novel. Since childhood, he has been able to see ghosts and demons, which is considered a bad omen. After turning eighteen, his spiritual veins awakened, and
he should have been invincible in his demon-slaying quest. However, he lacked a kind mother, and the author wrote a novel where he fought back. To maintain the balance between good and evil in the novel's world, the author added a hidden plot that led to Qi Ye's complete transformation into a villain. His character went from being the chosen one to the villainous boss, acting in the name of the male protagonist. His character was completely shattered, and his original wife, Xu Mian, ran off with the transmigrating author.
Refining Yin dogs, raising exotic beasts, hunting ghosts, and studying Gu incantations, Qi Ye's later years became paranoid and arrogant, almost unable to distinguish between good and evil. Readers nicknamed him Qi Heihei.
Wherever Qi Heihei touches, lives are destroyed.
Just when Qi Heihei got his lunch box and readers were all happy, one message stood out among the many hahaha and caught everyone's attention -
"Qi Heihei, as the male protagonist of the original book, should have been invincible and reached the end, but because someone traveled into the book, he was forcibly turned evil, from the chosen son to the chosen cannon fodder. The bright and beautiful character fell from the clouds to the mud. This setting makes me feel uncomfortable."
As soon as this message came out, the originally harmonious hahaha comment section exploded.
"I suddenly felt that something made sense. I felt sad for Qi Heihei for a second, and then hahahahaha, this idiot finally died."
"Many book-traveling stories are like this. The intervention of the book-traveling writer leads to the collapse of the original book's character setting, and the book-traveling writer looks as if it has nothing to do with him, and all the blame is put on the original book's characters.
" "Emmm, in fact, although Qi Heihei is bad, he is magnanimous and cute. He is much more likable than the white lotus male protagonist who travels through the book."
"Qi Heihei is really miserable. He is a good male protagonist, but he is blackened just because he says so. " "
I also think that Qi Ye's blackening is too abrupt. He is blackened for the sake of being black, and he is abandoned. " "
It's boring. I like Qi Meiqiu very much. I love the yandere."
"Qi Heihei and Ning Xiao are a good match. The blackened male protagonist x the white lotus who travels through the book, the orthopedics is very exciting!"
"Invest in Qi Ning!"
"...How could a character like Qi Heihei like someone else? It's too broken."
"Qi Heihei's already throwing flowers, and upstairs, whipping the corpse?"
Author: Friend, this cult is too wild...
Qi Heihei's storyline has concluded. As the original male protagonist of the novel, if Qi Ye doesn't go to hell, who will? His life, unloved by his father and mother, has finally come to an end.
But despite readers' complaints, Qi Heihei's clicks plummeted after he died, and no amount of sweetness from the male and female protagonists could help.
To mitigate the skyrocketing churn rate, the author pulled a stunt—making Qi Heihei's corpse come back to life.
Unable to rest in peace after his death, Qi Heihei transforms into a fierce ghost, continuing to disrupt the lives of the male and female protagonists, committing all manner of evil day and night, leaving entire communities dead with a single strike. This has led to skyrocketing cemetery prices in the novel's world, making it difficult to find a grave.
Readers are deeply divided over Qi Heihei, with some loving him to death, others hating him to the core. Some find Qi Ye's villainy disgusting and hope the author will kill him off once again, the more ruthless the better. Meanwhile, fans are captivated by Qi Ye's charade, captivated by his dark, darkened character, and obsessed with the setting of the evil, evil ghost boss. Qi Ye's fanbase is poised to grow even stronger.
When the author realizes too late that he's dug a hole, he decides to stick with his setting and wrap up the story. The finale sees the evil ghost Qi Heihei impaled on the Heavenly Punishment Pillar, where karmic fire incinerates him for three days and three nights. His body is reduced to ash , his spirit dissipated, and everything about him vanishes into a puff of smoke and dust, completely evaporating at the story's end.
Knowing the unkindness of burning bridges, the author guiltily shuts down his computer and unplugs the network cable. Fans of Qi Heihei are eagerly grasping blades, ready to crawl along the network cable and chop him down—
"Qi Heihei is gone just like that? We disagree!!"
The
end of a book doesn't mark the end of the story. This world invaded by the book-traveler ends abruptly at the hero and heroine's most fulfilling moment.
Meanwhile, the same story is replaying itself in a parallel universe, spreading and growing in an orderly fashion, yet subject to drastic divisions caused by minor changes.
[Welcome back to the world of the book]
...? I don't understand.
[Original plot setting reads: The outdated male protagonist Qi Ye is burned by the karmic fire, reduced to ashes three days later.]
Is that him? But is he dead? No.
[Due to the reader's overpowering obsession, the plot is malfunctioning. You cannot die smoothly. A new plot is being generated.]
What does generating a plot mean? Before that, could you please put out the fire? The karmic fire requires a constant supply of resentment as its raw material...
[Time remaining for new plot generation: Three years]
...Shit! Rounding up, three days becomes three years.
[Plot generating, please enter the plot hibernation chamber to maintain your earthbound spirit status.]
The so-called plot hibernation chamber is like a morgue. In short, Qi Ye, the illustrious male protagonist, was first burned by the fire, and now he must remain frozen in the morgue as an earthbound spirit for three years.
[Wishing you a happy and healthy life, and looking forward to your new life]
...
Qi Ye, a man of savagery, slaying gods and Buddhas without fear, defying the laws of nature and even turning against his former partner. Now, some of his memories have been erased, and Qi Ye has forgotten the reason for his initial paranoia and dark turn. He only vaguely remembers that
a certain truth from the past was the final straw that broke his sanity.
Forget it, forget it; it's not a pleasant experience anyway.
Qi Ye's soul, sealed in a plot hibernation chamber, lies cold and silent. Besides the cold, his greatest pain now is hunger—
after all, he hasn't had a fresh, warm ghost in three years. He's craving it.
One night, Qi Ye dreams of a ghost slave delivering a freezer full of fresh, lonely ghosts. He rubs his hands over the chirping ghost ingredients, debating whether to coat them in flour and fry them into tempura or toss them in chili oil for a hot pot.
The dream is beautiful, but his hunger is deep, and Qi Ye is awakened by his own greed.
[A new plot has been generated for the character "Qi Heihei." Welcome back, and happy hunting!]
...
As soon as the system's polite yet cold voice faded, Qi Heihei caught the rich aroma of wandering ghosts. With his sharp nose, he could tell whether a person was male or female, good or evil, at a glance.
The rules of their ghost world were that older ghosts ate younger ghosts, and younger ghosts ate mud, much like combining like items to store energy. Qi Heihei, as the boss at the top of the pyramid, was extremely discerning and was once hailed as a gourmet.
He wouldn't eat drowned ghosts; their flesh was like water-injected beef, soft and chewy.
He wouldn't eat burned ghosts; he was half-burned himself, so why bother with burned ghosts? He wouldn't eat
suicide ghosts; he'd just doze off after taking sleeping pills. He'd barely eat those who'd slit their wrists, jumped from buildings, laid on railway tracks, or slit their throats. The finest of all were those that had been hanged; their bodies were intact and full of resentment. Most importantly, hanged ghosts had long necks and large tongues, and were served in a spicy, salt-and-pepper stew, making them both delicious and enduring.
Qi Heihei swallowed hard. At this point, he couldn't be picky. The quickest way to survive a frenzy of hunger was to eat whatever raw food was available. As for the unfamiliar terms, like "new plot" and "outdated male lead," he didn't bother to delve into them.
In short, he was alive again, opening his eyes in the form of a demon.
The place he found himself in looked familiar. The ceiling was covered in mold, and a single, underpowered incandescent light cast a pale glow. The surrounding walls were badly damaged, moss crawling under the tiles. The iron bed, covered with a white cloth, was rusted. The damp air was tinged with the pungent smell of disinfectant. It was clear this was a long-abandoned hospital.
The most commercially valuable aspect of abandoned hospitals is their potential as haunted houses. Developers rarely need to embellish or promote themselves; the hospital itself carries a chilling story and atmosphere. The haunted house also employs a hunger marketing strategy, limiting daily ticket sales and often allowing pre-sales for three months in advance, resulting in exorbitant profits.
At seventeen, Qi Heihei worked in a haunted house in an abandoned mental hospital to earn money. His job involved pretending to be a ghost and scaring customers. He could earn a hefty 500 yuan a day simply by appearing and disappearing at the sight of customers.
The work wasn't easy, though. He was sometimes accidentally attacked by customers, and as one of the first workers, he also faced the possibility of encountering something truly sinister. At seventeen, his spiritual veins hadn't yet awakened, and while he couldn't bind ghosts with his hands, he could see them, making him more vulnerable than ordinary people. He wouldn't have risked such a huge paycheck if he weren't desperately poor.
This abandoned mental hospital bore a striking resemblance to the one where he'd once worked.
Starving, Qi Heihei leaped from his bed and, following the scent, peered through the corridors. He opened a room marked "506" and saw an old hanged ghost swinging on its neck in the twilight. The ghost, startled by his presence, retracted its tongue and tried to run away, but Qi Heihei grabbed its neck and pulled it back, whimpering non-stop.
"Don't be afraid, eating you will allow you to reincarnate."
Qi Heihei gently patted the hanged ghost's long and soft neck, quickly and accurately pinched the back of his head, and deftly pulled out a thin thread that was shimmering.
This is the soul thread. Qi Heihei always pulls it out when eating ghosts, just like pulling out the shrimp thread when eating crayfish.
After pulling out the soul thread, the ghosts that were eaten can be reincarnated. Qi Heihei treats food very gently and respectfully.
He rolled the hanged ghost into the shape of noodles and sucked it into his stomach. Because this person had been dead for some years, the taste was not very fresh, and there was no extra processing or seasoning. The taste was not good but it was edible.
His stomach, which was only half full, felt a little burning. He hadn't eaten a hot ghost in three years, and now he suddenly ate a whole hanged ghost, and he actually had some indigestion.
Qi Heihei rubbed his still empty stomach. Just as he turned to leave 506 to look for other rations, he accidentally saw a cracked mirror in the southeast corner. In the mirror, a guy whose face was disfigured by fire was looking at him. He was stunned, and the guy was also stunned. He blinked, and the guy blinked. He cursed, and the guy cursed him too.
It took Qi Heihei a long time to accept his current appearance.
After burning in the sea of fire for three days, although his soul was not destroyed and he could still maintain the appearance of a spirit, his face was completely ruined.
Forget it, since I'm a fierce ghost, I have to scare people. Why should I look good?
Qi Heihei made a face at the hideous monster in the mirror, sneered and snapped his fingers, and the mirror shattered into glass shards with a bang, and scattered all over the floor.
This way, he couldn't see himself anymore.
Filling your stomach first is the most important thing.
For Qi Heihei, an abandoned, uncleaned mental hospital was like a refrigerator overflowing with food. Suicide was the patients' favorite way to die, and he could devour every flavor of suicide ghost.
In just one floor, Qi Ye devoured two hanged ghosts, two wrist-slashing ghosts, one jumping ghost, and two poisoned ghosts. Qi Heihei roasted them over ghost fire and made dry food, keeping it with him for emergencies.
At 7:30 pm, the haunted house still hadn't opened yet, and a few staff members occasionally passed by checking the props, passing by without noticing Qi Heihei.
"Hey, who's in charge of the fifth floor? Why are all the mirrors broken?!"
"The person in charge of props on the fifth floor, I think it's the temporary worker who was hired yesterday?"
"Damn it, we'll be letting customers in in half an hour. It's the first day of business tonight, and nothing can go wrong. Have him deal with it quickly."
"I'll check the surveillance to see who's so mean."
These people were so noisy that it was annoying. Qi Heihei glanced at them as if they were idiots, and simply raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The last mirror at the end of the corridor shattered.
"Who's there?!"
"Brother Qiang, I checked the surveillance, and there's no one in any of the wards... The mirrors broke by themselves..."
"Who the hell are you protecting? How could a mirror break by itself if it has no hands or feet?!"
"There's really no one. I don't believe it... Brother Qiang, go check the surveillance yourself."
"No one, could it be a ghost?"
As soon as these words came out, the three staff members present were speechless. People who run haunted houses, especially such immersive haunted houses, are most taboo to say the word "ghost".
"Maybe... it's a stray cat."
Brother Qiang's voice dropped, his expression flickering. "Stop the nonsense! Have that temporary worker replace it, and the money will be deducted from his salary."
With that, Brother Qiang and three staff members trotted down the fifth floor. Qi Heihei leaned in the hallway, watching them with a bored smile. They looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't recall where he'd seen them before.
A half-eaten Qi Heihei wandered through the fifth-floor prop room, completely ignoring the "No Visitors Allowed" warning. He casually pulled a cheap clown mask from the prop box and examined it with amusement. It had a pale complexion, dark eye circles, and a red nose. He hesitated for a moment before putting it on. The clown in the mirror was more pleasing to the eye than his burned self.
Never mind, it was just as disgusting.
Qi Heihei snapped his fingers again, and the mirror in the prop room shattered. Just as he was about to take off his mask and turn to leave -
"Brother, you broke these props, I want compensation."
The voice sounded behind him, so familiar that it was frightening. Qi Heihei turned around suddenly and his eyes met the person's.