"Negative Trait?"
Liu Yuan stared at her phone, her delicate brows furrowing in confusion.
What kind of obscure term was this?
Shouldn’t this only appear on legendary-tier cards of the eighth rank or higher?
Because the power was too overwhelming, the user had to pay a certain price to wield it.
It was both strength and a curse.
Are you telling me this "mere" fourth-rank rare card also has a negative trait?
She didn’t see any negative trait…
Wait a second?
Huh?
Huh?!
Finally, at the very bottom of the card’s panel, she spotted a line of gray text that nearly blended into the background.
[Special Skill ③: But at what cost? — Must complete the "Daily Adventure" to activate Special Skills ① and ②. Otherwise, the card only retains its basic attributes.]
You see…
Cards below the legendary tier usually had black backgrounds with white text…
So this Special Skill ③ was gray text on a black background…
Excuse me, is today’s "adventure" an eye exam?
Complaints aside, Liu Yuan still channeled her spiritual energy into the card and chose to equip it.
The next moment, she felt a cool sensation against the skin of her legs.
Something incredibly smooth and soft clung to her skin, fitting snugly.
"Armor?"
"Leg wraps?"
With a bit of hesitation, she slowly looked down.
Her slender calves, slightly lifted as she sat on the bench, swayed in a graceful white curve.
So this piece of equipment was…
White thigh-high socks…
Liu Yuan: ???
Thigh-highs count as equipment?
But that wasn’t the main issue.
She flexed her feet and took a few steps.
The white stockings didn’t feel restrictive at all—instead, they made her feel lighter.
Of course, don’t get the wrong idea; it was just the agility stat at work.
Then, she chose to activate Special Skill ③.
Almost immediately, she received feedback.
[The equipped must loudly proclaim, "But at what cost?" to receive today’s adventure task.]
This… this…
This is way too embarrassing!
Liu Yuan nervously glanced around.
Thankfully, no one else was nearby.
In a voice so quiet even she could barely hear it, she muttered, "But at what cost?"
[Daily Adventure: Say "You’re amazing" out loud to the person whose name has crossed your mind the most today.]
[Current Target: I Want to Sleep]
[Daily Adventure Reward: Temporary use of Special Passive ① for today, +1 permanent agility.]
Huh?
Huh?!
Huh?!?!
A rush of heat surged to her face—no need to check, she knew she must be blushing furiously.
Do…
Do I have to say it?
It’s only 11 AM… which means 13 hours of automatic cultivation, equivalent to five days of effort.
Plus a permanent +1 stat…
If it’s for my brother…
Her finger hovered over Su Qi’s voice message button, pressing and releasing, pressing and releasing.
She’d already sent five completely silent voice messages.
Seeing those five messages, her eyes suddenly lit up—as if she’d found a solution.
If she sent a few more, mixing it in…
He wouldn’t listen to every single one, right?
Not that she didn’t want to say it…
But saying something like that… it’s just too embarrassing…
And wouldn’t it make her seem too casual…
Meanwhile, on the other end.
Su Qi saw the incoming voice messages.
He tapped to listen.
All he heard was the sound of wind and a girl’s soft breathing.
So… what did this mean?
Thankfully, each message was only two seconds long.
If they were sixty seconds, he wouldn’t have dared to listen.
Because Su Qi knew—sixty seconds wasn’t the limit of the message, but the limit of the messaging app.
After listening to three silent messages in a row,
Su Qi felt something was off…
Wait a second?
He suddenly noticed one message that was three seconds long.
He tapped it.
A sweet, tender voice, carrying the warmth of a girl’s breath, seemed to brush against his face.
"Brother~ You’re amazing."
[Pleasure +128]
[Sparkle +3]
Th-this… this is way too good.
Look, both are girls, but Little Iris’s voice is a million times more pleasant than his icy-toned little sister’s.
Ah, I’m dead!
No—worth it.
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?"
