After buying tickets and entering the zoo, Ye Shuang held a booklet marked with the locations of various animals and asked the girl beside him,
"Yuyou, which animal do you want to see first?"
Bai Yuyou stared blankly at the booklet in Ye Shuang's hands for a few seconds before pointing at a spot. "This."
Ye Shuang glanced at where she was pointing and saw the words: [Animal World Carnival Roller Coaster].
He smiled. "Alright, let's start with the roller coaster..."
A second later, he snapped back to reality and muttered, "Wait, since when do zoos have roller coasters?!"
"..." After double-checking, Ye Shuang confirmed that this zoo did, in fact, have a roller coaster. He couldn't help but recall the time he and Bai Yuyou had ridden one together at an amusement park.
"Hey, Yuyou, since we're at the zoo, maybe we should..." Before he could finish, Bai Yuyou tugged at his sleeve, tilting her head cutely.
"No?"
"Pfft..." Ye Shuang exhaled slowly, then grinned and waved the booklet. "Fine, fine. If you want to ride it, of course we can."
And so, they rode it to their hearts' content.
"Ye Shuang... you okay?" An hour later, at the roller coaster exit, Bai Yuyou noticed Ye Shuang's legs seemed a little shaky. She bent slightly, resting her hands on her knees as she asked,
"Feeling sick?"
"I'm fine," Ye Shuang said, leaning against a lamppost with the stubbornness of a grown man. "Just some rheumatism acting up. An adult thing."
"Oh?" Bai Yuyou didn’t seem to understand what rheumatism was.
"Ready to see some animals now? What do you want to look at?" After resting for a bit, Ye Shuang reopened the booklet and asked.
Bai Yuyou seemed to recall something she’d seen on her tablet that morning and asked, "Do they have animal mating?"
"Uh... that’s probably premium content," Ye Shuang replied helplessly.
He skimmed the booklet. "How about we go see the tigers first? You don’t get to see such fierce beasts every day."
Bai Yuyou nodded and held Ye Shuang’s hand.
Perhaps because she liked the warmth of his touch, she leaned in even closer.
Thanks to the zoo’s plentiful signposts, they quickly found the tiger enclosure. But when Ye Shuang peered through the barrier, his expression froze.
There were no tigers inside—just several chubby orange cats rolling around on the ground or lounging lazily in the sun.
"Fierce... beasts," Bai Yuyou murmured, staring at the cats that looked strikingly similar to their own cat, Yiwan. She then read the informational sign about tigers aloud, clearly noting the stark difference between the description and the plump felines before them.
"Am I dreaming?" Ye Shuang rubbed his temples and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the orange cats were still there.
He must’ve done something wrong.
"Meow-neh!"
"Meow-neh!"
"Meow-neh-gah!"
A few of the cats yowled, prompting Bai Yuyou to turn to Ye Shuang. "Ye Shuang... is Yiwan also a tiger?"
"Maybe in a past life," Ye Shuang muttered, comparing the booklet’s tiger photos to the cats in front of him.
Is this really you in the picture?
Soon, though, he overheard other visitors explaining that the zoo’s tigers had been temporarily relocated for some reason, and these orange cats—longtime residents of the zoo—had been brought in as substitutes.
Ye Shuang glanced around. Most visitors were families with young children. Though they hadn’t seen real tigers, the kids seemed perfectly happy watching the chubby cats.
If something could bring joy, then its actual value didn’t matter. After all, happiness had no price tag.
"The monkey enclosure is nearby. Let’s stop by," Ye Shuang suggested, since the tigers were a no-show.
Bai Yuyou nodded. "Okay."
The monkey area allowed feeding, so when they arrived, they spotted staff selling small biscuits for visitors to toss to the primates.
There were also fruits like bananas available—these monkeys were clever enough to peel open jelly packets, something even some humans struggled with.
And if they got desperate, biting the packaging didn’t help either.
Behind the barrier, a dozen or so monkeys chattered. Some lounged in trees, watching the visitors, while the bolder ones stood by the fence, waiting for treats.
A staff member kindly reminded everyone to use feeding tongs to avoid accidental scratches.
"Eek eek!" One particularly irritable monkey clung to the fence, screeching impatiently, as if demanding food immediately.
Ye Shuang turned to Bai Yuyou and gestured toward the staff. "Want to buy some food and try feeding them?"
Bai Yuyou studied the monkeys for a moment before nodding. "Okay..."
Ye Shuang bought some snacks from the staff. Not fond of the aggressive monkey, he led Bai Yuyou to a quieter corner to feed the others.
But the next second, the same irritable monkey rushed over, scaring off the rest before clawing at the fence again.
"Some monkeys are just annoying," Ye Shuang sighed, though he mainly wanted Bai Yuyou to enjoy the experience. "Here, Yuyou, you try."
Bai Yuyou picked up a biscuit. The monkey immediately craned its neck, staring intently and baring its teeth.
Then—
Crunch.
She took a bite herself.
Monkey: ?
Ye Shuang: ?
"Ye Shuang, it’s tasty," Bai Yuyou said.
Ye Shuang: "..."
You little glutton.
The monkey screeched, scratching its head and hopping around in frustration.
"Here." Though reluctant, Bai Yuyou reached out to slip the biscuit through the fence.
But the moment the monkey stretched its hand out, the biscuit slipped from her fingers and fell to the ground.
It bounced once before rolling back out through a gap in the fence.
The monkey frantically shoved its arm through, trying to grab it—only for a pale, delicate hand to swoop in and pick it up first.
"Can’t eat this," Bai Yuyou said seriously, holding the biscuit. "Dirty now. Might... upset stomach."
With that, she tossed it into a nearby trash bin.
Monkey: "Eek eek eek yah gah woah!"
"This monkey’s so mad it’s practically speaking," Ye Shuang chuckled, watching the scene unfold.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
