Sunshine Guy rubbed his nose and inadvertently flashed the sports car key dangling from his waist. "What do you mean, 'someone like me' trying to hit on you? Am I not handsome, beautiful?"
An Shiyu didn’t even look up as she continued eating her burger. "Well, I do know some actually good-looking people..."
Sunshine Guy grinned. "Compared to me?"
An Shiyu replied flatly, "Of course they can’t compare to you..."
She paused.
"After all, you look kinda ridiculous."
Sunshine Guy: "..."
Why were the girls at this school so hard to flirt with?
Were sports cars not impressive anymore?
Sure, he’d bought the key off Taobao, but the seller had guaranteed it was a 1:1 replica of the real thing.
Had this girl seen through it?!
Sunshine Guy’s expression twisted into something complicated—like he was constipated and desperate to pee but didn’t want to leave. He just stood there, silently watching An Shiyu eat her lunch.
An Shiyu: "..."
She raised an eyebrow slightly.
Was this guy one of those people who got off on being insulted?
"You still here?" An Shiyu narrowed her eyes, already considering whether to punch him.
Sunshine Guy struck a pose and suddenly asked, "So… how’s my key look?"
"Meh. Probably can’t outrun my Wuling Mini God." An Shiyu shrugged.
Sunshine Guy’s heart skipped a beat.
How could his "sports car" lose to her glorified sardine can?! She’d definitely figured out his key was fake.
Ahem... "Guess I’ve been underestimated," he muttered, running a hand through his bangs.
"Scram. You’re annoying." An Shiyu shooed him away like a fly, her voice dripping with disdain. "So greasy. Disgusting."
The verbal assault hit its mark.
Defeated, Sunshine Guy slunk off.
Just then, Tang Keke walked over with Bai Yuyou in tow, both seemingly finished with lunch.
"An Shiyu, next class is in the big lecture hall. Wanna go together?"
Tang Keke leaned in a little, radiating newfound confidence.
An Shiyu squinted—smack!
"Eek?! Where’d you hit me?!"
"Tch. Just seeing you today pisses me off," An Shiyu deadpanned before asking, "You know what ‘big lecture hall’ means, right?"
Tang Keke rubbed her sore shoulder, confused. "Huh?"
"Well?" An Shiyu glanced at Bai Yuyou beside her.
"Burger..." Bai Yuyou stared intently at the burger in An Shiyu’s hand.
An Shiyu: "..."
Wordlessly, she pulled a fresh McChicken from the bag and tossed it to Bai Yuyou. "Here."
Bai Yuyou caught it but shook her head, offering it back. "It’s your lunch. I can’t take it."
"I’m full. Toss it if you don’t want it." An Shiyu yawned. Only then did Bai Yuyou blink and unwrap it.
"Keke, want some?"
"Huh? We just ate—no way I can fit more." Tang Keke shook her head vigorously. Bai Yuyou began nibbling, her ahoge bouncing with each happy bite.
"Somehow she doesn’t gain weight," An Shiyu mused. "Humans are weird."
Tang Keke sighed. "You are human."
She pressed, "So? What’s the ‘big lecture hall’ thing about?"
"Oh. Forgot."
"Forgot?! It’s been like three seconds!"
"Ugh, screeching like that’ll make me deaf." An Shiyu adopted a valley-girl accent but waved her off. "Big lecture hall… means..."
Tang Keke nodded eagerly. "Yeah, means...?"
An Shiyu solemnly declared, "It’s prime slacking territory."
Tang Keke: "..."
"You’re so lazy." Tang Keke scowled. "How’s skipping class gonna help you learn? Why even bother with school?"
An Shiyu propped her cheek on one hand, smirking. "Oh?↗↘ So your grades are better than mine?"
Tang Keke choked.
The cruelest thing wasn’t struggling academically.
It was watching someone who aced everything without effort—while slacking off.
The injustice of talent.
"Gyaaaaaah!!!!!" The girl snapped. Tang Keke promptly headlocked An Shiyu and dragged her out. "MOVE IT! You’re going to this lecture!"
An Shiyu’s eyes turned to dots as she reached pathetically toward the retreating desk.
"Eh~ My burger..."
"I’ll get it." Bai Yuyou, still munching, grabbed the paper bag.
The trio stepped into the hallway—only to bump into someone.
"S-sorry!" a voice squeaked.
"Hm?"
They turned to see Tao Xiaotao, who looked equally startled by the collision.
"You okay?"
"I’m fine." Tao Xiaotao shook her head—it was just a light bump.
Though she had felt something oddly cushioned, like… balloons.
"Alright! Don’t forget—big lecture hall next!" Tang Keke reminded her, resuming her march with An Shiyu in tow.
Watching them go, Tao Xiaotao clenched her fists, remembering Ye Shuang’s words. Mustering courage, she trotted after them.
"U-um… Can I come too?"
Her voice was soft but clear.
"Of course!" Tang Keke beamed.
"Th-thank you!"
"For what? We’re friends." Keke’s cheerfulness felt almost foreign—she’d seen her past self in Tao Xiaotao.
Sometimes, all it took was a little encouragement… a hand reaching out.
"Okay..." Tao Xiaotao smiled shyly.
Bai Yuyou extended her half-eaten burger. "Tao, want some?"
"Ah, no thanks! I already ate!" Tao Xiaotao waved her hands. It looked delicious, but Ye Shuang had already fed her well.
"Mm." Bai Yuyou retracted her claw and kept eating.
"Let’s go, Tao! Did you bring your book?"
"Oh! My Maoism textbook’s still in the desk!"
"Whatever, we’ll share. It’s a big lecture anyway."
"Really?!"
"Really."
Laughing, the girls chatted as they walked—perhaps the beginning of a bond.
Leaning against the hallway, Ye Shuang watched silently before turning away.
Maybe this is how it starts.
...
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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?"
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
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.”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
