Half an hour later.
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Su Qi returned to his room.
Naturally, nothing had happened during that half hour.
It was just that his cooking skills had been rather disappointing at dinner, so neither of them had eaten much.
As a result, his younger sister took matters into her own hands and whipped up a late-night snack.
Of course, her culinary skills weren’t much better either—she just boiled some dumplings for him.
Lying on his bed, he pulled out his phone.
【Iris invites you to connect via Bluetooth.】
Huh?
Was his sister planning to come clean because of that late-night snack?
She even changed her Bluetooth name to 【Iris】.
Su Qi was curious to see how this little brat intended to reveal the truth.
Accept.
【Iris has shared a photo with you.】
【View now: A picture of exclusive equipment with spoils of war.jpg】
【Iris: Pathetic big brother, no match for me.】
【Iris: Pathetic big brother, goodnight~】
Su Qi: ……
He had never imagined their identities would be exposed in such an absurd way…
Why did it feel like some bizarre plotline had been triggered?
And wasn’t there a hint of… role reversal here?
Could "The Sky of Fate" really be a documentary?
……
The next morning.
Sunlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains.
Su Qi, unusually, had trouble sleeping.
Last night, his sister had held his hand for a while.
In return, he had held onto her "equipment" for a bit—call it even.
And then there was that "pathetic big brother" remark, followed immediately by the rapid-fire notifications of points flooding his screen for seven straight seconds.
All of it had played on loop in his mind the entire night.
It gave him the absurd feeling that… the cabbage he’d been guarding might actually be the one doing the uprooting.
On the other hand… he couldn’t say he minded?
In fact… he might even be looking forward to it?
Ugh!
A true man stands tall between heaven and earth—how could he resign himself to being… beneath?
But if he didn’t resign himself, what else could he do?
Su Qi shook his head, trying to fling out those chaotic thoughts.
He got out of bed, washed up, and headed to the living room.
Liu Yuan’s door was still tightly shut.
Su Qi hesitated but decided not to knock.
Let her sleep a little longer.
He walked to the kitchen, planning to throw together a quick breakfast.
Opening the fridge, he found nothing but a few bottles of drinks, some frozen food, and… the pre-made meals he’d bought days ago.
Su Qi sighed.
When it came to life skills, he and Liu Yuan were truly a match made in mediocrity.
Back when they ate separately, it hadn’t mattered much. But now that they were sharing meals, maybe… they should improve their diet a little?
At the very least, they couldn’t keep relying on pre-made meals for every meal.
He took out two packs of frozen dumplings and tossed them into the microwave.
Just then, his phone buzzed.
Pulling it out, he saw the caller ID: "Old Jiang."
He answered.
"Hey, Old Jiang, calling this early? Ruining my beauty sleep."
Guardian Jiang’s voice came through, unusually serious: "Cut the jokes. Get over here now. I’ve approved what Su Muxue discussed with you yesterday, but there’s a new development."
Su Qi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I thought we were waiting for higher approval?"
"Things have changed. I have discretionary authority. Stop wasting time and get here." Guardian Jiang sounded exhausted. "I’ll send you the address."
Without waiting for a response, he hung up.
"Beep—beep—beep—"
Su Qi stared at his phone, thoughtful.
Guardian Jiang’s tone had been unusually grave.
Seemed like the situation with the Descenders was even more complicated than Su Muxue had described.
"Ding." A new message arrived—an address, not too far from his place, about a 20-minute cab ride.
Su Qi returned to the living room just as the microwave beeped. The dumplings were ready.
He grabbed two plates, divided the dumplings, and set them on the table.
After a moment’s thought, he also took out two cartons of milk from the fridge.
Once everything was set, he glanced again at Liu Yuan’s closed door but still didn’t disturb her.
He wolfed down his share of breakfast, changed clothes, grabbed his keys, and headed out.
Before leaving, he sent a quick text to his sister: "Guardian Jiang needs me for something. Heading out."
No response came.
Su Qi didn’t dwell on it and stepped out.
……
Not long after Su Qi left.
Liu Yuan’s door creaked open slightly.
A small head peeked out, scanning the room to confirm he was really gone before exhaling in relief and tiptoeing out.
Honestly, last night’s behavior had been… strange.
She was still herself.
No external influence had taken hold.
But there’d been a sense of… recklessness.
Like when someone acts impulsively in the heat of the moment.
That’s why she didn’t dare face Su Qi directly today.
Hiding behind the door, she could only catch fragmented thoughts drifting into her mind.
"Improve… meals."
"No more… pre-made food."
"Little sister’s dumpling skills need work."
She realized her ability wasn’t all that powerful.
It wasn’t mind-reading or eavesdropping on thoughts.
It was just…
She could pick up on things Su Qi wanted her to know but couldn’t bring himself to say.
The stronger his desire for her to know, the clearer the message.
For example, yesterday, when he was hiding behind the door, she could only sense faint emotions.
Today, she caught half a sentence…
As for why there was also a full sentence…
Ahem…
Just a coincidence.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
