"..."
"..."
"Hmm?" Slowly reaching out a hand, the long-haired girl lying on the bed slowly sat up. She sat there for a long time, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling before she slowly seemed to realize something.
"Is this... Hell... no, Heaven?"
Lowering her head slowly to look at her fair, tender palms, everything that had happened before felt like a nightmare.
"I..."
"Why have I gotten taller..."
The girl stood up and walked over to the mirror. The next moment, a flash of disbelief crossed her face.
"Is this... me?"
The face in the mirror was no different from before, yet it revealed a hint of incongruity. At this moment, Chao Yiyu's gaze fell on her hair. Her originally shoulder-length short hair had become long, giving off a completely different vibe.
And this place was her familiar room.
With a click, the door lock opened.
At this time, the short-haired girl who was sitting blankly on the sofa looked over, and the air went completely quiet for a few seconds.
"Yo? I, I seem to have been reborn and come back," Chao Yiyu spoke.
An Shiyu slowly withdrew her gaze. "To think I'm actually having hallucinations, sigh..."
It was as if she merely treated the Chao Yiyu standing not far away as an illusion.
"Thump." A ball of tissue flew over, hitting An Shiyu squarely on the head, sounding almost like a wooden fish being struck.
"Ouch, what are you doing?!"
An Shiyu shouted while clutching her head, but then she abruptly stood up, her eyes full of disbelief.
But in the very next second, her face instantly turned cold.
"Who are you?!"
"Why do you have the exact same face as her?!"
An Shiyu practically bounced off the sofa. In just a few steps, she pulled out a kunai and thrust it over!
Seeing this, Chao Yiyu backhandedly pulled a dagger from a nearby flower pot and clashed directly against the other's weapon. Sparks flew, accompanied by a crisp, ringing sound.
"You..." An Shiyu's eyes were full of suspicion.
"It's me."
"No! You're already dead!"
"How should I know?!"
Accompanied by the continuous clinking of their weapons crossing, An Shiyu finally realized something was amiss. She slowly lowered her weapon and frowned.
"Are you..."
"Is it really you?"
"Why?"
It seemed An Shiyu completely failed to understand where this Chao Yiyu had popped out from. After all, she had been present at the cremation. Moreover... the current Chao Yiyu looked slightly different.
This supernatural occurrence made it impossible for An Shiyu to process the information in her brain.
"I don't know either. When I opened my eyes, I was just in the room. Could it be that I've been reborn? That's how it always happens in novels: I've been reborn, and this time I will take back everything that belongs to me, or something like that." Chao Yiyu seemed to be in a great mood, continuously tossing and playing with the dagger in her hand.
Her thoughts were much simpler: whatever, as long as she could move, it was fine.
"You..." An Shiyu took a step forward and then looked the Chao Yiyu in front of her up and down.
A few seconds later, she pointed at herself. "Pinch me."
However, in the next moment, what greeted An Shiyu was a chop to the head from the other party.
"You jerk?!"
An Shiyu reached out her hand as if she wanted to strike back, but in the next second, she hugged Chao Yiyu.
Chao Yiyu froze for a moment, only to find that the front of her shirt was soaked. An Shiyu remained motionless, only letting out a muffled voice.
"I know this is a dream... but I want it to last just a little longer."
Chao Yiyu subconsciously hugged the girl in her arms. She looked at the surrounding scenery, and her gaze also lowered.
"Although I don't know why either, this doesn't seem to be a dream."
"I'm back..." she said softly.
...
...
It seemed to take quite a while to settle down before the two fishes finally calmed down.
After confirming that she wasn't dreaming, An Shiyu began to examine Chao Yiyu's body. She quickly discovered that the other party's figure had also changed. She was slightly taller than her, and even her slimes were quite a bit larger.
But the face was still the same.
"They say there used to be rumors of reincarnated people, where a person suddenly possesses the memories of another," Chao Yiyu said, then wondered, "Could I be in a situation like that?"
"I don't know, and I don't know how to explain this to the others either." An Shiyu shook her head. Her brain's CPU was completely fried. Moreover, why did the other party walk out of the room? Was it really a miracle?
This kind of thing, which went beyond common sense and the scope of knowledge, perhaps simply could not be explained from a scientific perspective.
"Then am I just like a normal person now?" Chao Yiyu said, then rolled her shoulders.
"The feeling of my body being full of energy again is surprisingly nice, you know?"
"I just hope I'm really not dreaming." At this moment, An Shiyu pinched the bridge of her nose, because she felt absolutely no sense of reality, especially when looking at the girl in front of her.
"Oh right, where's Uncle? Did he cry his heart out after I died?" Chao Yiyu asked.
"He didn't cry. Did you think everyone cared about you that much?" An Shiyu replied.
"Tch, you just cried all over my clothes, did you think everyone cared about you that much~"
"Get lost."
An Shiyu said in annoyance. Seeming to recall what Chao Yiyu had just asked, she added, "Uncle just went downstairs to buy groceries. If you go down now, you might run into him."
"Oh?"
"But if Uncle sees you, he'll probably get a huge shock. After all, you..." An Shiyu hesitated, not knowing what to say.
Besides, why did this girl's hair become long?
Was it really a case of possessing a body and being reborn?
At this moment, Chao Yiyu abruptly stood up and then walked quickly towards the door.
"I'm going out for a walk!"
An Shiyu froze for a second. By the time she snapped back to reality, Chao Yiyu had already grabbed her things and run out.
"You..."
"Well, what a restless girl." An Shiyu sighed.
An Shiyu then slightly raised her head and looked at the ceiling.
"I hope this isn't a dream."
...
Chao Yiyu quickly rushed downstairs. By now, she had arrived at the place outside the residential compound where they usually bought groceries.
And she also noticed that figure carrying bags.
Ye Shuang seemed to have just finished his shopping, his hands full of large and small bags.
Just as Chao Yiyu chased after him and patted Ye Shuang on the shoulder, intending to give him a surprise, in the very next moment, Chao Yiyu's expression froze.
Ye Shuang turned around in surprise, his gaze falling upon her.
A thousand words reached Chao Yiyu's lips, yet it was as if she couldn't say anything at all. She could only stare blankly at him and then speak,
"Yo..."
At this moment, Ye Shuang's eyes rested on her face.
It wasn't an expression of astonishment or shock, but rather a faint confusion. Then, he slowly spoke,
"Who are you?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.”
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!
