However, Ye Shuang hadn't expected An Shiyu and An Shiyi to appear in front of everyone together. But thinking about it, there seemed to be no need for the two girls to hide it anymore.
And An Shiyi, having gained a new life, would continue living in this world with a brand-new identity. She wasn't anyone's shadow or replica; she was simply herself, An Shiyi.
Even though he didn't have any memories regarding the two of them, whenever Ye Shuang thought about this, for some unknown reason, his heart would fill with a myriad of emotions—at the very least, the story had a happy ending, didn't it?
"Why are you looking at me like that, Uncle?" An Shiyi noticed Ye Shuang's gaze and pointed to her cheek. "I'm so cute, it's not like you can't give me a kiss if you want to."
It wasn't until now that everyone realized An Shiyi was even more prone to making shocking statements than An Shiyu. However, perhaps because An Shiyu had paved the way, An Shiyi's exaggerated way of speaking didn't actually surprise people that much.
You could only say that the desensitization process had worked well.
Lunchtime ended, and the two fishes chose to stay at Ye Shuang's house.
"Don't you guys have other plans?" Ye Shuang asked. These two fishes should have been out having fun and only came here because they happened to pass by, right?
"Oh, we don't really have any plans. It's just that we don't know how to cook, and we got sick of eating takeout, so we came out." An Shiyu leaned back on the sofa and waved her hand lazily.
"You know, slacking off for too long can actually get a bit boring sometimes."
"Hard to say," An Shiyi, on the other side of the sofa, chimed in. "After all, a certain someone really wanted to see Uncle."
"..."
Just as the two fishes were about to start bickering again, Chen Qin, who had already changed her clothes, walked up to Ye Shuang. "Ah Ye, I need to head back for a bit. Some relatives came back from abroad to pay a New Year's visit."
"Should I go with you?" Ye Shuang asked.
"No need, don't we have guests at home?" Chen Qin blinked, then stood on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on Ye Shuang's cheek before leaving.
As the door closed, Ye Shuang watched Chen Qin leave. Even Yi Wan stood reluctantly at the door, gazing after her.
Retracting his gaze, Ye Shuang looked at the two fishes.
"What are your plans for the afternoon?"
"Don't know. Just cook a couple of dishes for us tonight." An Shiyi simply lay down on the sofa, rolled over, and rested her head on Bai Yuyou's lap, not treating her like an outsider at all.
Bai Yuyou just looked down and blinked her beautiful eyes.
"Classmate Bai Yuyou."
"Oh?"
"Your legs, go put on some white thigh-highs," An Shiyi patted Bai Yuyou's thigh. "They're not comfortable enough to use as a pillow."
Bai Yuyou didn't understand and cast an inquiring look toward Ye Shuang.
"Just ignore her," Ye Shuang said helplessly.
"I feel like I've seen this somewhere before." Tang Keke also sensed something was off. Looking at An Shiyi's lazy posture, she felt her personality was quite similar to An Shiyu's.
Oh crap, is she going to tattle later?
Tang Keke's heart pounded anxiously as she sat on the sofa and asked, "Do you guys want to play some games together?"
"I don't play with people who have big butts and big slimes." An Shiyu casually remarked while playing on her phone. She was well aware of how Tang Keke had just been badmouthing her to Chao Yiyu.
"You're just jealous of me. It's not too late for you to get some extra nutrition," Tang Keke muttered, proudly straightening her back at An Shiyu.
In the next second, Tang Keke's slimes were grabbed by An Shiyu, who gave a fake smile and said,
"Keke, you've been very arrogant lately."
"Ow, ow, ow! Brother, save me!"
"..." Ye Shuang could only step forward and tell An Shiyu to release her claws.
"You grab the other side," An Shiyu gestured.
"Uh..." Naturally, Ye Shuang couldn't possibly do that. After An Shiyu let go, Tang Keke hid behind Ye Shuang, as if she had found a protector.
"Hmph, Stingy Fish."
An Shiyu slightly raised her eyebrows beneath her bangs. Resting her elbow on her knee to prop up her cheek, her eyes swept over Tang Keke's face with a half-smile.
Feeling guilty under An Shiyu's gaze, Tang Keke immediately scurried over to Bai Yuyou's side.
"How about we play this?" At this moment, An Shiyi rummaged under her skirt and finally pulled out a large box.
"Ta-da-da-da!"
"..."
Where did you even pull that out from?
"What's that?" Ye Shuang asked.
"The King's Game, have you heard of it?" An Shiyi sat up straight and shook the box in her hand. "We draw lots to decide who the King is. Then, the King can unconditionally order someone to do one thing. The other person can choose to do it or choose a truth instead."
"Let's play!" Tang Keke seemed to have thought of something and immediately raised her hand.
"Play, play, I want to play!"
Perhaps due to Tang Keke's enthusiastic attitude, Bai Yuyou looked over with some curiosity. "Keke, do you really like this?"
"With this game... my mere brother will definitely be taken down," Tang Keke lowered her voice.
Bai Yuyou tilted her head.
It's just a game, right?
Seeing that Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou were going to participate, the two fishes also looked toward Ye Shuang.
"You guys play. I still have some cleaning to do." Ye Shuang smiled, as he still had to collect the laundry and do other chores later.
"Eh, wouldn't that make it pointless?" Tang Keke immediately said.
Ye Shuang: "?"
Why would it be pointless?
In the end, Ye Shuang chose to stay and play for a while. After all, he noticed that all the girls really wanted him to join.
"So how do we start?" Ye Shuang sat down on the sofa.
"Draw lots to determine identities," An Shiyu said.
"Oh?" Ye Shuang looked at the five cards in front of him and randomly picked one.
Tang Keke turned her head to look at An Shiyu. "You're not going to cheat, are you?"
An Shiyu waved her hand. "You can inspect the identity cards all you want, and you guys can even draw first."
Hearing this, Tang Keke seemed relieved.
Everyone took an identity card in turn. Ye Shuang glanced at his and found it labeled Commoner No. 2. Aside from one King card, the remaining four were Commoner cards subject to orders.
"I'm the King!" Tang Keke's eyes lit up.
"Alright, then the King can start drawing an action card." An Shiyu pointed to another deck of cards.
"I can't just decide whatever I want? I have to draw an action card?" Tang Keke was momentarily stunned. Why did this feel different from what she had imagined?
"Random decisions are in the deck too, but you have to draw it."
"Fine."
Tang Keke had no choice but to draw a card from the other deck. When she picked it up, the card clearly read: The King shouts loudly: I am a sow.
Tang Keke: "..."
She was dumbfounded for a few seconds. "Eh... ih shomething not quite right here?"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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?"