Alright...
Alright my ass.
Su Qi hadn't even been happy for thirty seconds before she started up again.
[I Want to Sleep: But I have a younger sister, mentioned her before right?]
[I Want to Sleep: She keeps calling me "sister-in-law" nonstop, it's so awkward.]
[I Want to Sleep: Little Iris, don’t you think she’s being a bit ungrateful?]
Liu Yuan: ???
Was she the one calling you that nonstop?
Weren’t you the one clinging to "sister-in-law" this and "sister-in-law" that?
[Iris: Maybe... maybe she’s just not that bright?]
[I Want to Sleep: Lately, she’s been giving me weird looks too. Who knows what schemes she’s plotting.]
Liu Yuan: ???
[I Want to Sleep: And she keeps wearing all kinds of weird outfits around me...]
[I Want to Sleep: Don’t you think she’s being shameless? Doesn’t she know siblings should keep some distance?]
Liu Yuan: ...
[Iris: Maybe... maybe it’s a misunderstanding? She might just be trying on pretty dresses and forgot to be cautious.]
[I Want to Sleep: No misunderstanding here. I saw right through it.]
[I Want to Sleep: Whatever, I’ll just keep my distance. Wouldn’t want Little Iris to misunderstand.]
[Iris: No!]
[I Want to Sleep: Huh?]
[Iris: Uh... I mean... if you ignore her, what if she... uh... acts even more ungrateful?]
[I Want to Sleep: Good point. Then I’ll play along, pretend to be completely smitten while countering her moves. Trust me, Little Iris, even if I’m stuffing my face with ice cream, it’s just an act. Not like I actually want to.]
[I Want to Sleep: So, Little Iris, do you think I’m doing the right thing? If not, I’ll just stay away and not even look at her.]
[Iris: Yes!]
[I Want to Sleep: So you won’t get mad if I’m stuffing my face with ice cream?]
[Iris: Of course not!]
[I Want to Sleep: I’ll always love Little Iris.]
[Iris: I’ll always love you too, big brother.]
[Delight +9999]
...
Liu Yuan didn’t get it.
Why was Su Qi, this absolute jerk, allowed to attack her like this while she had to praise him for it?
But then again... he did say he’d always love her!
And he was willing to share his day with her—maybe he really didn’t have any weird thoughts about Yun Huang?
As for that "shameless little sister" he mentioned?
Wasn’t that just her?
No matter which option Su Qi picked, it’d still be her in the end.
Was there really a need to nitpick?
Lost in thought, she finally snapped out of her pouting state—only to hear Yun Huang’s icy voice cut through the air:
"Everyone, out of the car."
Su Qi immediately raised his head. "We here already?"
Liu Yuan also glanced around. "That fast?"
The two had been too busy bickering to notice the road.
Yun Huang clarified, "Not yet."
Su Qi frowned. "Then why get out?"
Yun Huang’s expression darkened as she stared ahead. "We might have a serious problem on our hands..."
Su Qi exchanged a look with Liu Yuan, and both saw wariness in each other’s eyes.
Cautiously, they stepped out of the car.
What kind of plot was this?
Rich young mistress ambushed during a drive?
How cliché could you get in this day and age?
Then Yun Huang got out too.
Finally, Su Qi saw the situation.
Oh, was that all?
Just a traffic officer blocking the road.
Su Qi’s face suddenly paled.
Traffic officer?
Now he remembered!
Last time they came here, he was the one driving.
Yun Huang had said, "I don’t have a license. You drive."
The officer reached out to Yun Huang. "You were speeding. License, please."
Su Qi tried to cut in—but he was too late.
Yun Huang answered bluntly, "I don’t have one."
The officer, who had looked bored and weary just moments ago, suddenly perked up.
"Fine of 2000. Seven days in detention."
In contrast, Yun Huang’s expression turned murderous.
Like she was about to draw her sword and slaughter someone right there.
Su Qi: ???
Are you kidding me?
This is how the plot unfolds?
You pull off a miracle teamfight while losing hard, only to find out a minion took your base?
How desperate are you for a promotion, buddy?
Let’s be real—most people wouldn’t even dare stop a sports car with this kind of plate.
You got a death wish?
"Wait, wait, wait!"
Su Qi quickly stepped between them, shielding Yun Huang from the officer.
He swore this was the hardest woman he’d ever had to talk down.
First, he soothed Yun Huang. "Let me handle this."
Yun Huang looked lost. "I was too... too excited today. I forgot..."
"Sorry..."
Well, last time it was just four hours, and they had surveillance.
Yun Huang could stay calm then.
But this time? No surveillance, a full seven days of freedom.
She probably stomped the gas pedal the second they left, too hyped to remember her own name.
Understandable.
Su Qi turned to the officer. "Come on, cut us some slack."
The officer wasn’t having it. "Who’s ‘us’? I’d love to, but the Great Xia Law won’t."
"No, no, we’ll follow the law. We’ll pay the maximum fine, and you can revoke the owner’s license. Just skip the detention for my friend."
Su Qi’s approach was flawless.
Detention depended on severity, and the car’s owner was Yun Ting.
Realistically, Yun Huang’s reflexes and coordination meant she could drive perfectly fine without a license.
Better than most drivers, honestly.
Fast and smooth.
Not exactly a serious offense.
But then the officer heard a voice whisper in his ear—some kind of covert transmission:
"Keep stalling Yun Huang. Big reward if you do. We’re almost set up."
His response?
"No. Seven days in detention. No exceptions."
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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!
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?"
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!" "......"
