As Christmas approached, Ye Shuang gave himself a few days off—or rather, Chen Qin quite straightforwardly told Ye Shuang to take a break. After all, the group's affairs, big and small, had now stabilized, and Ye Shuang didn't need to work so hard for the time being.
"Gurgle, gurgle—" The kettle beside him was steaming. Ye Shuang poured out hot water and made himself a cup of soy milk to drink.
Yu You and Keke had already gone to school. Ye Shuang, enjoying a rare day off, sat on the sofa resting, suddenly feeling a sense of boredom.
Even Yi Wan, curled up sleeping in the corner of the sofa, offered no response.
An empty-nester old Ye.
"Once you get busy, it seems you just can't stay idle. I used to love this kind of leisure so much," Ye Shuang couldn't help but think. Once you get used to a busy rhythm, it doesn't seem easy to return to this kind of life.
Back in that small, shabby apartment building, keeping each other warm with Bai Yuyou—that really did seem like an unforgettable experience.
"Might as well tidy up the house." Ye Shuang finished his soy milk in one go, stood up, and stretched his body, producing a series of cracking sounds.
He first went to the rooftop and took in all the laundry. Although there was a dryer at home, Ye Shuang preferred to hang clothes outside in the sun when possible. Besides, with the strong winds lately, the clothes dried quickly.
"Hmm?" Ye Shuang's gaze fell on a certain spot, as if noticing something. He took down a piece of underwear.
"This size... must be Keke's? She hasn't stayed over to shower recently..." Holding the underwear, Ye Shuang didn't dwell on it. After gathering all the clothes from the rooftop, he sorted and organized them.
Carrying the clothes belonging to Bai Yuyou and the others, Ye Shuang opened a bedroom door, then neatly hung all the clothes in the wardrobe.
Inadvertently, Ye Shuang noticed the desk nearby, which seemed to have some drawing paper and various pencils for sketching on it.
"Has Yu You been learning manga recently?" Ye Shuang had been quite busy for a while and hadn't entered Yu You's room.
And for some reason, Yu You had been giving off a strange vibe lately.
"Hmm..."
Ye Shuang reached out and picked up the girl's drawing paper, only to find a little dolphin drawn on it.
There were also some human figure sketches.
Ye Shuang looked for a while but ultimately put the drawing paper back down. If Bai Yuyou wanted to pursue an artistic path like music or painting, he was quite supportive. It suited the girl's temperament, and he didn't need to worry too much about the expenses.
He had a bit of money now.
Thinking that Bai Yuyou might become a musician or painter in the future, Ye Shuang couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. He then carefully arranged the drawing paper back to its original state.
He'd pretend he never saw it. Hopefully, that child would give him a nice surprise in a while.
After tidying up the house a bit more, Ye Shuang decided to go out for a walk.
"Where to go?"
"..."
Ye Shuang got into his little white sports car. Originally, he just wanted to drive around aimlessly, going wherever the road took him. But when he came to his senses, he found he had unconsciously driven to the gate of Yinshan Academy.
"Maybe I'm just born to work?" Ye Shuang slowly rolled down the car window and looked inside. Seeing the familiar main gate, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Though, being the school doctor for a day was actually quite comfortable for Ye Shuang.
Thinking this, Ye Shuang withdrew his gaze and drove straight into the academy's underground parking garage.
Skillfully slotting his car between two others, Ye Shuang locked the doors and took the elevator up.
As he was heading to the school clinic, Ye Shuang saw an old man walking towards him from afar. He looked somewhat surprised. "Old man."
"Oh, are you coming to work today?" Anshi Yilang noticed Ye Shuang and gave him a once-over. "Finally planning to put more effort into my little fish?"
"Uh, not really."
"What?!"
Seeing Anshi Yilang about to go into repeater mode, Ye Shuang immediately cut him off. "By the way, where is An Shiyu?"
"How should I know? I don't see her all week!" Anshi Yilang glared.
But then, crossing his arms, he changed his tone. "Hmph, but I guess you don't see her often either."
Me?
I see her almost every day.
After all, An Shiyu was always holed up in his office playing games, and she completed her work exceptionally well. Whether it was his illusion or not, he even felt Kou Kou had been bored to the point of dozing off lately.
Afraid of giving Anshi Yilang high blood pressure, Ye Shuang ultimately didn't mention these things. Instead, he brought up An Shiyu's condition. "That, old man, Little Fish's physical condition... isn't very good."
"Nonsense! Her recent check-up was perfectly healthy. Her heart function has been steadily recovering," Anshi Yilang immediately retorted.
"No, I mean the other one."
With that one sentence from Ye Shuang, Anshi Yilang instantly fell silent, his expression turning complex, as if something deep inside had been touched.
Seeing this, Ye Shuang was a bit puzzled. So, did he know about the issues with the hyperthymesia fish?
"Kid, you've got a sharp eye," Anshi Yilang said, his eyes complicated. He slowly turned around. "If it's convenient, come with me to the office."
"Hmm?" Realizing the old man seemed to have something to tell him, Ye Shuang quickly followed.
After arriving at the school board chairman's office, Anshi Yilang sat down in his office chair. He let out a long sigh, then scratched his head, as if struggling to find the words.
He repeated these motions for a good ten minutes.
Ye Shuang sat across from him, not rushing, just quietly waiting for Anshi Yilang to speak.
"Actually... sigh, where to even begin." Finally, Anshi Yilang seemed to give up. "How about... you ask me questions instead."
Seeing the old man seemingly trapped in endless entanglement, Ye Shuang slowly spoke up.
"Anything?"
"Most things."
"You once said An Shiyu particularly dislikes you because of something involving her parents. Why?" Ye Shuang asked. "And why do the two An Shiyus share an identity? Just to avoid exams? I find it very strange."
These were actually things Ye Shuang had long found odd, and they were also topics An Shiyu avoided discussing, as if they involved some secret.
Anshi Yilang hadn't expected Ye Shuang to ask this. He hesitated for a few seconds but still spoke. "This..."
Perhaps thinking of how Ye Shuang had once saved An Shiyu, Anshi Yilang continued,
"I did do something that made Little Fish deeply resent me. And this matter is also related to the other Little Fish."
"Since you've asked this far, I don't need to hide too much."
"Do you know about clone experiments?" Anshi Yilang's words made Ye Shuang freeze.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
