"Are we really going to eat?" Tang Keke woke up to find it already dark outside—pitch black with nothing visible. The car was clearly heading into the mountains, navigating a muddy, winding road without a single streetlight in sight.
In the distance, only a few faintly lit households could be seen hundreds of meters away.
"Are we really going to eat? Feels more like we're being trafficked," Tang Duoduo chimed in, suddenly recalling scenes from TV dramas.
"Good food is like this—totally normal," Ye Shuang explained with a smile from the side. As the saying goes, good wine needs no bush. Many delicious dishes come from farmhouses, where home-raised chickens, ducks, fish, and geese are the freshest and tastiest.
After driving a while longer, a brightly lit farmhouse came into view, its courtyard already packed with parked cars.
"Wow, it's full?" Tang Duoduo was surprised that such a remote place—with rugged mountain roads and not even a proper paved path—could attract so many customers.
"Alright, let's get out."
Ye Shuang led Bai Yuyou and the others out of the car. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ran Xinxin and a few others had already put on masks beforehand. Meanwhile, Ye Shuang casually scanned the parked cars with his system.
Knowing that gathering information could potentially enhance his system's abilities, Ye Shuang had developed a habit of scanning things whenever possible. But when his gaze landed on a black sedan, he froze for a moment.
[Item: Black Jetta
Hey buddy, it's a fake license plate.]
Fake plates?
Ye Shuang stared at the license plate for a few seconds until a masked man nearby spoke up, "What's the matter? Something wrong with my car?"
Ye Shuang withdrew his gaze and shook his head. "Nothing, just a rare plate."
"Came from out of town for the good food. Totally normal," the man replied, visibly flustered at the mention of the license plate but quickly recovering.
Ye Shuang: "..."
[Character: Wang Xiaogou
Mysterious masked man.]
"We do have a lot of delicious food here," Ye Shuang said with a light chuckle, deciding not to press further. He wasn’t keen on getting involved, though he made a mental note before heading into the private dining room.
Inside, two large round tables were set—one for the staff and another for the actors, director, and Ye Shuang’s group. While ordering, Ye Shuang got up and quietly briefed Bobo about the suspicious car.
"Mr. Ye Shuang, I’ll look into it," Bobo said. As a bodyguard, he took such matters seriously. Fake plates weren’t unheard of, but their presence at this farmhouse warranted investigation.
After asking Ye Shuang to keep an eye on Alice, Bobo left the room.
Soon, the food arrived.
Rustic farm dishes might not look fancy, but their flavors were authentic.
"Excuse me, three more bowls of rice, please," Ye Shuang called to the waiter.
"Not enough?" The waiter glanced at the table, noting each person already had a bowl.
"No, I just have a big appetite."
"Ah, got it. The rice is unlimited—you can refill from the wooden bucket over there."
"Thanks."
Bobo returned after a while, nodding at Ye Shuang without elaboration.
"Hey Bobo, where’d you go? The food’s getting cold," Alice complained, unaware of his brief absence. "Slacking off like this, I might just replace you."
"My apologies, Miss Alice," Bobo replied.
"Ugh, fine. Eat the leftovers," Alice huffed, pointing to a plate set aside. "Not that I saved it for you or anything. It was just there, untouched."
Bobo smiled, clasping his hands. "Understood, Miss Alice."
"Mr. Ye Shuang, no major issues," Bobo murmured as he sat down.
"Guess I was overthinking it," Ye Shuang said.
"Not at all. Your caution was correct."
Bobo never minded eliminating potential threats—it was part of the job.
Alice watched their cryptic exchange, puzzled.
After more eating—
"I’m going to the restroom," Alice announced.
"I’ll go too, Alice!" Tang Keke added, having drunk too much soup.
Bobo started to rise, but Alice waved him off. "Stay and eat. I’ll be fine with her."
"Just finish your meal," she insisted.
Ye Shuang chuckled. "Alice, you do care about Bobo, huh?"
"W-what? No! I just don’t want my bodyguard working on an empty stomach!" Alice stuck out her tongue playfully before dragging Tang Keke away.
Bobo still seemed uneasy, so Ye Shuang offered, "I’ll go too. Need to use the restroom anyway."
Alice didn’t object—until she remembered the farmhouse had unisex stalls in a row. If she went, he’d hear everything next door.
"Y-you—no! Hold it in!" Alice’s face flushed as she glared at Ye Shuang.
Ye Shuang: ?
Hold it in? That’s harsh.
"Don’t you dare follow until I’m back," Alice hissed, baring her little fangs before storming off with Tang Keke.
"…" Ye Shuang and Bobo exchanged glances.
"She doesn’t mind you being nearby?" Ye Shuang asked.
"Miss Alice doesn’t see me as a man."
"Oh?"
Meanwhile, Alice and Tang Keke reached the restroom.
Tang Keke entered first, while Alice opened the second stall, wrinkled her nose at the grime, and moved to the third.
"Never coming back. So gross," she muttered, finally settling on the fourth.
After finishing, Alice stepped out—only for a large hand to clamp over her mouth!
"?!!!" She struggled wildly but couldn’t make a sound.
Next door, Tang Keke finished up but found her door wouldn’t budge.
"Huh? Broken?" She jiggled the lock and pushed—still stuck.
"Eh?"
"Eh?!"
] [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!"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
