"Sure enough, they issued an announcement." That evening, Yinshan Academy released an official statement, and the police also published their investigative report shortly after, quickly suppressing all the rampant rumors.
Still, some people insisted on theories of foul play, but the conspiracy theories ultimately gained no traction.
Pulling his gaze away from his phone, Ye Shuang glanced up and noticed a girl sprawled on the floor. Her soft, long hair cascaded around her, its waist-length strands sprawling across the wooden floor like tangled roots.
Lying beside her was an orange, ball-shaped, fluffy creature of unknown origin.
The girl and the cat remained motionless in their sprawled positions.
Ye Shuang: "……"
Staring at Bai Yuyou’s expressionless face, he couldn’t help but ask, "Yuyou… what are you doing?"
"It’s hot. Yīwàn says the floor feels nice," Bai Yuyou murmured softly.
"Meow!" Yīwàn voiced its agreement.
Having just taken a bath, the girl was only wearing an oversized T-shirt, and in her current position, her underwear was completely exposed. Ye Shuang caught sight of the Pikachu print on them and sighed helplessly. "Get up already. I’ll turn on the AC for you."
Beep.
With a press of the remote, cool air soon filled the room, easing the stifling heat.
Bai Yuyou shifted into a seated position, legs folded beneath her, and closed her eyes contentedly.
"You should learn to turn it on yourself when you’re hot," Ye Shuang said. He had been lost in thought earlier and hadn’t noticed the stuffiness.
"Ye Shuang, what were you thinking about?" Bai Yuyou turned her head to ask.
"Hm?" Hearing her question, Ye Shuang chuckled faintly and shook his head. "Nothing much. Want to watch a movie today?"
"Okay." Bai Yuyou stood up and scooted closer.
Perhaps because of the day’s events, Ye Shuang decided to show Bai Yuyou a film about time travel and parallel worlds—concepts that remained vague and abstract to the girl.
Curled up on the sofa together, they ended up watching the entire movie without realizing it.
"Yuyou, let me ask you something," Ye Shuang said.
"Mm?" The girl tilted her head.
"If someone could go back in time and save you when you were kidnapped as a child… would that make you happy?"
Bai Yuyou looked at him, then shook her head.
"Why?" Her immediate refusal surprised him.
"Because then… I wouldn’t have met you." Her words struck Ye Shuang like a weight.
"Being kidnapped… being locked away… it was cold, painful, miserable… and I was always hungry."
"But meeting you made all of that okay." Her voice was soft, yet the words settled heavily in his heart.
"If I had to choose, I’d still want to meet you." Bai Yuyou’s tone was firm.
Ye Shuang fell silent for a moment before reaching out to ruffle her hair. "Alright, time for bed."
"Mm."
Late into the night, Ye Shuang lay with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
Bai Yuyou was already fast asleep beside him, curled up like a small, peaceful animal.
His mind wandered through countless thoughts until exhaustion finally pulled him under.
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The next day, determined to understand the clock’s function and how to activate it, Ye Shuang made his way to the first-year building during a break between classes and stopped outside Classroom E.
The first-years were far livelier than the third-years, with students chatting and laughing boisterously in the hallways—a stark contrast to the upperclassmen, who mostly collapsed onto their desks the moment class ended.
"Excuse me, is Gu Manman here?" Ye Shuang stopped a girl to ask.
"Gu Manman?" The girl glanced into the classroom. "Yeah, she’s inside. Want me to call her out?"
"Please."
The girl strode in and announced loudly, "Hey, Gu Manman! Some hot older guy’s here to see you!"
"Hot older guy? Where?"
"Isn’t that the school doctor? He is kinda handsome."
"Pfft, he’s just average. Barely better-looking than me."
The girl’s loud voice drew the attention of the entire class. Gu Manman, sitting at her desk, blinked in surprise before stepping out.
"School doctor?"
For some reason, her voice sounded off—almost flustered.
"Got a minute to talk?" Ye Shuang asked.
"Sure." As Gu Manman spoke, the familiar window and the reversed clock appeared before his eyes again.
Mimicking his first encounter with the clock, Ye Shuang fixed his gaze on the spinning hands—
Bzzzt!
The next moment, the clock’s hands whirled backward at blinding speed.
A flash of white light engulfed his vision, and Ye Shuang knew—he had succeeded.
……
……
"……"
The surroundings were noisy, as if he were in a bustling marketplace, with crowds of people passing by.
Ye Shuang glanced at the now-forward-moving clock. Once the hands reached twelve, he’d return.
Then he took in his surroundings—a large crowd had gathered ahead, angry shouts and scolding voices rising from within.
Pushing through, he saw a ragged girl kneeling on the ground, her body covered in bruises and wounds.
Gu Wanqing?!
A middle-aged woman stood over her, face twisted in fury.
"I told you not to stay out so late! Look what happened!"
"Who’s going to want you now?! Our family’s reputation is ruined!"
The woman—clearly Gu Wanqing’s mother—continued berating her daughter, indifferent to the girl’s tattered state.
Gu Wanqing knelt silently, her eyes hollow, lips cracked and dry.
"Tch, who’d take her now?" a bystander muttered.
"Serves her right for running around with bad company."
"I heard she was kidnapped by criminals?"
"Then why her and not someone else?"
Ye Shuang shoved through the crowd and draped his white coat over Gu Wanqing’s shoulders. The warmth of the fabric seemed to bring a flicker of awareness back into her dull eyes as she mouthed a silent thank you.
"Your daughter is hurt! Shouldn’t you take her to a hospital?!" Ye Shuang snapped at the mother.
"Who the hell are you?! This is none of your business!" the woman retorted. "She’s the one who embarrassed us!"
Before Ye Shuang could respond, another girl’s voice cut in.
"Mister, this is a family matter. And honestly, Gu Wanqing brought this on herself. Who told her to stay out so late?"
Ye Shuang turned to the source of the voice and seemed to pause for a moment.
Gu Manman?
The girl standing before her now, arms crossed and radiating hostility, was a far cry from the fragile, sweet-talking cousin who had called her "cousin" so affectionately in the school infirmary.
In an instant, Ye Shuang realized—
Gu Manman's demeanor during their conversation in the infirmary yesterday had all been an act.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
