"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?!"
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!
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
