The late-night alleyway was filled with the smell of dust mixed with garbage. Slightly messy footsteps echoed faintly as a figure staggered forward.
Turning another corner, her figure disappeared, replaced by a white van.
The van pulled into the lane, adding a red taillight to the city's nightscape.
...
"She is just my younger sister, my sister says purple is very charming..."
"She is just my younger sister, you don't care about this explanation..."
The premium audio system inside the van blared, and the LED strips flashed in sync with the beat of the music. Yet, the van had the most unassuming exterior; no one could tell what was going on inside.
The short-haired girl sitting in the driver's seat glanced at the girl in black clothes beside her.
"How pathetic. Not only did you fail to infiltrate, but you also got beaten up," Chao Yiyu said.
"There was nothing wrong with my method. That bodyguard's intuition is just too sharp, or perhaps his sixth sense..." An Shiyu said calmly. A few seconds later, she added,
"His body is like a block of iron. You try it if you think you're so capable. My foot hurts from kicking him."
Chao Yiyu shrugged. "I never intended to do something like that anyway. You're helping Uncle in secret like this, and he doesn't even know."
An Shiyu didn't speak.
Chao Yiyu glanced at An Shiyu. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I'm fine..."
An Shiyu hung her head, clearly looking a bit upset. But the next second, her face stiffened because she noticed her bare wrist—An Shiyu immediately sat up straight and began feeling around the car seat.
"What's wrong?"
An Shiyu frowned and even reached her hand into Chao Yiyu's skirt.
"Oi?!"
"No... was it back then?" An Shiyu's expression darkened, as if she suddenly remembered the scene of being grabbed and thrown. Could her bracelet have broken then?
"Turn around and go back!"
"You're crazy. That bodyguard definitely called the police. Why are you going back? Are you throwing yourself into the net, Iron-head Yu?"
Chao Yiyu said, then also noticed that the bracelet on An Shiyu's wrist was missing. "Oh, no wonder you want to go back. So you lost something very important."
"Who told you it was important?" An Shiyu looked away.
"Oh?"
As if accepting her fate, An Shiyu gripped her clothes tightly, her voice full of disappointment. "What should I do?"
"Even if you ask me..." Chao Yiyu said, then thought for a moment. "The thing is probably in Bobo's hands anyway. Let's just come clean and get it back."
"No."
"Ehhh—" Chao Yiyu dragged out her voice. "How about I make one for you? It looks pretty simple anyway."
"It's not the same."
"Tsk, girls in love are such a hassle," Chao Yiyu complained, then checked the rearview mirror, shifted gears, and made a U-turn.
"Let's go. I'll go with you to get it back."
"Really?"
"Probably. Let's assess the situation first. That bodyguard is like a boss character, hard to deal with. We aren't going to just feed him double kills, are we?"
...
...
Daybreak.
Home.
"..."
"Cancelled?"
As soon as Ye Shuang woke up in the morning, he saw the message Alice sent him. The general idea was that some unexpected circumstances came up, so their scheduled time was temporarily cancelled.
Alice: Hmph, this lady encountered an assassin last night, so I need to find a safe place.
"Assassin? What kind of nonsense is this kid spouting now?" Ye Shuang wasn't fully awake yet. He rubbed his eyes and decided to get up and wash up first.
"Hmm..."
However, Ye Shuang thought about it. If things like ninjas could appear, having an assassin wasn't too strange, though it was highly likely fake.
After a simple wash, Ye Shuang looked at himself in the mirror and touched his chin.
"Should I shave my beard?" Feeling the prickliness on his chin, he couldn't help but mutter.
After shaving his beard clean, he noticed a system window pop up next to his reflection in the mirror.
[Character: Ye Shuang
A simple shave makes the man even more handsome]
[Stamina has slightly increased]
Seeing the unfamiliar window, Ye Shuang was stunned for a few seconds. When he snapped back to reality, he looked at the window again with some surprise. What did it mean by his stamina had slightly increased?
Ye Shuang jumped in place but didn't feel anything strange.
Instead, hopping around in front of the mirror like this made him look a bit silly.
"Forget it, just the system acting up as usual."
Leaving the bathroom, Ye Shuang noticed that Bai Yuyou's door was still half-open. He wasn't sure if she was awake yet. Because of Keke's waist injury, she had been staying here recently.
Seeing the door open, Ye Shuang walked in.
No one was inside. It was clean and no different from usual, except there were two extra controllers next to the console, seemingly left there after Keke and Yuyou played games together.
"Knowing how to play games is a good thing." Ye Shuang was happy to see Yuyou learning more things. Playing games with friends was also a rare experience.
After all, these two kids had started off playing Fireboy and Watergirl.
"Hmm..." Considering he shouldn't linger and stare in a girl's room, Ye Shuang planned to leave. However, as he turned around, he noticed the desk nearby. Some drawing papers had blown onto the floor.
"She actually drew this much?" Ye Shuang looked at the stacks of drawing papers and couldn't help but admire Yuyou's diligence.
Walking over to the papers, Ye Shuang picked them up from the floor. But when his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the contents, his face stiffened slightly.
Generally speaking—
He knew very well that studying art required practicing anatomy. After all, you needed to understand human body structure to get the perspective right and avoid uncoordinated limbs and wrong proportions.
But this slime sandwich...
Ye Shuang was quite familiar with it, having done it often with Chen Qin. But seeing it on Bai Yuyou's drawing paper, he froze for a few seconds, then flipped back and forth through the pages.
This is...
He walked over to the desk and noticed the things on it.
Ye Shuang: "..."
Downstairs, Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke had already prepared breakfast and were sitting on the living room sofa watching a TV drama, waiting for Ye Shuang to wake up.
"Thump, thump thump."
Footsteps came from the stairs. The two girls turned their heads and noticed Ye Shuang coming down.
"Good morning, Brother. Hiss... ow, ow, ow." Tang Keke turned to greet him but let out a cry of pain.
"Ye Shuang, eat breakfast."
Bai Yuyou also spoke up, but the next moment, the two girls noticed Ye Shuang's expression was a bit strange. To be precise, it was very peculiar, as if he hesitated to speak.
"Oh?" At this time, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou also noticed the drawing papers in Ye Shuang's hand.
"Ah..."
"I have something I want to talk to you guys about," Ye Shuang said at this moment.
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!
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?"
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?"
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!" "......"
