Although the information in the novel filled in some of the blanks in his memory, lost feelings were ultimately not so easily recovered.
This was what they called a "price."
However, when the two fishes learned that Ye Shuang remembered some of the things that had happened in the past, they calmed down a bit.
It was said that the two fishes sang songs all night long.
...
Days passed peacefully like this for several days.
Early morning.
"I'm... I'm going to get moldy!" accompanied by a thud from Keke on the sofa, she suddenly sat up and grabbed Bai Yuyou's shoulders, shaking her back and forth.
The expressionless girl's head bobbed up and down along with Keke's slimes. "Get... moldy."
"Have we not left the house at all recently?" Keke asked.
"I guess?" Bai Yuyou didn't really mind. After all, staying at home was always better than being locked up like before... Besides, playing games, drawing, and playing the guitar at home kept Yuyou's daily schedule quite full.
"I'm going to turn into a bug!" Keke said.
"That's because Bug Keke curls up on the sofa all day long," Bai Yuyou replied.
"Because the sofa cast a binding skill on me!"
"Oh."
"Anyway, we have to go out for a walk today!" Keke declared. Despite this, the two girls didn't have any destination in mind—until they saw Ye Shuang coming downstairs. Keke immediately spoke up,
"Brother, take us out!"
"Eh?" Ye Shuang was holding a mop, cleaning the areas of the house that the robot couldn't reach. Seeing Keke raising her little hands, he was taken aback for a moment.
"Go out?"
"Yes!"
"Where to?" Ye Shuang smiled.
"No destination!"
"You say that with such confidence." Seeing Tang Keke pulling Bai Yuyou with an eager look, Ye Shuang also remembered that these two girls had barely left the house since the Spring Festival.
He had gone out a few times to look for An Shiyu back then, and also made a few trips to buy groceries.
"There's a flower exhibition over at the sports center. We can go check it out if you're interested," Ye Shuang said after thinking for a moment. "Are you interested?"
"Flowers?"
"Yeah." Ye Shuang nodded, but noticed Keke looking unenthusiastic. "Looking at flowers and plants isn't as good as planting some cyber flowers on my farm."
"Keke isn't going?"
"I guess I'll go." Even though Tang Keke said that, she still stood up and stretched her limbs.
Seeing that both girls wanted to go out, Ye Shuang briefly tidied up, changed his clothes, and then drove them out.
The drive to the sports center took only a dozen minutes, and soon they could see a cluster of buildings from afar.
Since that area was quite old, the buildings were covered with dark brown, rust-like marks, looking as if they had been corroded by water. However, both the outdoor and indoor parking lots were filled with cars, seemingly all here for the flower exhibition.
"Looks like there are quite a few visitors. There are even traffic police maintaining order." Ye Shuang glanced outside, then retracted his gaze to look at the girls beside him.
"There might not be any spots inside. If not, we'll have to go to a parking lot further away."
"It's fine. Brother, look over there, there are still quite a few spots." Keke pointed.
Bai Yuyou also leaned against the car window and looked towards the other side. "Ye Shuang, there are some over there too."
"Is that so?"
Lining up to enter, with seven or eight cars still squeezed in front of them, Ye Shuang waited patiently. However, he noticed that Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke had already opened their little treasure trove to grab snacks to eat.
"Ye Shuang, the snacks are missing again." Bai Yuyou seemed to have noticed something. Her beautiful eyes looked over, seemingly confused as to why the snacks always disappeared.
"Before it was a dog, but this time they were stolen by a mouse."
"A mouse?"
"Mouse Fish." Ye Shuang coughed lightly.
"Mouse... Fish?"
After queuing for a little while, Ye Shuang and the others finally found a parking spot and parked the car. The parking fee here wasn't expensive, a standard five yuan an hour. After getting out of the car with the two girls, they saw a cluster of red tents in the distance.
"Wow, so many people."
"Come here," Ye Shuang said, only to find Bai Yuyou leaning in and hugging his arm.
"You don't need to be that close."
After Ye Shuang spoke, Bai Yuyou hugged him even tighter, her slimes completely enveloping his arm.
"Ye Shuang, oranges." Ye Shuang was about to speak when Bai Yuyou suddenly pointed her finger. Not far away, there were a few potted orange trees, standing about two meters tall.
"Those are usually bought by companies and such for display, but despite all my business trips, it seems they are only common in Guangdong," Ye Shuang said.
These potted orange trees weren't a single tree, but rather a product of tying multiple branches together, making them look like a cylinder covered in oranges.
Symbolizing good luck and prosperity, these oranges were great in every way except for being sour. Many people even liked to tie red envelopes to the oranges, though they usually contained only about one yuan.
"Let's buy one," Bai Yuyou said.
"We don't have anywhere to put it at home," Ye Shuang smiled. Although the place they lived in now had a decent amount of space, there was no room to accommodate such a large potted plant. Plus, moving it back would be a hassle.
Hmm...
Actually, maybe there is a place?
That ten thousand yuan cat climbing frame could be taken apart slightly to make room for it.
Continuing forward, the variety ahead was incredibly rich. Not only was there a full range of food, drinks, and entertainment, but there were also many vendors selling flowers and potted plants. Colorful flowers gathered together, competing in beauty, making it a feast for the eyes just to look at them.
"Some of these flowers are so pretty. Huh? 45?" Tang Keke leaned in to look at one, only to find that a palm-sized flower cost forty-five yuan.
"Pretty girl, that's the standard price. Think about how beautiful it would look in your home," the vendor said to Tang Keke.
"Uh, I'll keep looking." If it were a forty-five yuan anime figure, Keke would complain about the cheap quality. This was the nature of an otaku girl.
Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou was crouching in front of a money tree. However, her attention wasn't drawn by the plant itself, but rather she was curiously looking at the gold ingot decorations on it.
"Ye Shuang."
"Hm?"
"This plant grows gold ingots."
"Those are just decorations." Ye Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If this money tree could actually grow gold, it would truly be a tree of wealth.
However, Chen Qin's family did have a money tree made of pure gold, with every single leaf crafted from solid gold. Although it wasn't the size of a real tree, it was Uncle Chen's proudest collectible, and its value couldn't even be estimated by the weight of the gold alone.
"Are there any plants you like?" Ye Shuang asked. If it was a small one, they could take it home and put it on the second-floor terrace.
"Flowers look better, but they wither," Bai Yuyou said.

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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...