"Brother... how could you do this?!" Liu Yuan pointed at the empty cup, her fingers trembling slightly.
"Did you really... drink both cups all by yourself?!"
The free milk tea!
The special straw!
Her romantic surprise!
All gone!
Su Qi watched as his sister's cheeks flushed red with anger, her expression resembling a puffed-up kitten. He leisurely wiped his mouth with a napkin.
With an utterly sincere tone, Su Qi remarked, "Hmm, it was pretty good. Just a bit too filling."
"......"
Liu Yuan felt a lump of frustration stuck in her chest, unable to rise or fall.
Was this about the taste?!
Was this about whether he was full or not?!
Ugh, just burst already...
She glared at Su Qi’s oblivious face, then at Yun Huang beside him, who was clearly struggling to hold back laughter.
With a pitiful "hmph," she turned her head away, wearing an expression that screamed, "I’m never talking to you again!"
Her small shoulders quivered slightly from anger.
Su Qi hadn’t expected his sister to react so strongly to his teasing...
He glanced at his data panel.
[Not every danger can be strolled through as casually as a walk in your own backyard.]
[True strength lies in power earned by oneself, not borrowed from another’s light.]
[Punishment Task: Collect 9,999 points of Joy within 24 hours as ‘protection fee.’]
[Optional Punishment Task: Embark on an... interesting adventure.]
So...
Given that his delightfully foolish—and point-rich—little sister was the only viable source...
If he wanted to gather 9,999 points in a day, he had no choice but to target her.
Hence, the earlier scene.
Su Qi might lack romantic experience, but he wasn’t actually dense enough to do something so ‘unbelievably stupid’ without reason.
"Brother... you did that on purpose!" Liu Yuan’s voice wavered with the threat of tears.
Su Qi had done it on purpose.
But would he admit it?
Clearly, he was bold in action but not in confession.
"Alright, alright." Su Qi reached out, intending to ruffle her hair as usual.
Liu Yuan dodged with lightning reflexes, evading his "claws" and shooting him a wary glare. "What?!"
His hand hovered mid-air, but he didn’t seem embarrassed. Instead, he smoothly withdrew it and gestured toward the door. "How about we head to the next spot?"
Liu Yuan pouted. Despite her anger, she hadn’t forgotten today’s plans.
She shot him one last glare, punctuated by a loud "hmph," signaling a temporary ceasefire.
But her expression made it clear: This isn’t over!
She latched onto Yun Huang’s arm, deliberately walking ahead and leaving Su Qi behind to emphasize her displeasure.
Her head drooped slightly, strands of hair veiling her profile, leaving only a sulky back-of-the-head visible.
Her shoulders continued to tremble, as if silently protesting her brother’s "tyranny."
Su Qi followed at a leisurely pace.
The afternoon sun was harsh, and the streets bustled with people.
Liu Yuan seemed to cool off a little, chattering animatedly to Yun Huang while occasionally glancing back to shoot Su Qi a sharp look—either checking if he was still there or continuing her silent condemnation.
Meanwhile, Su Qi pondered his next source of [Joy].
9,999 points. In one day.
The optional task mentioned an "interesting adventure."
Su Qi had little faith in the system’s idea of ‘interesting.’ Past experience told him that its version of ‘fun’ rarely aligned with his own.
So, the "protection fee" had to be paid.
But simply annoying Liu Yuan wasn’t efficient enough, and pushing her too far risked her actually ignoring him—which would backfire spectacularly.
Sensing the "pufferfish" had mostly deflated, Su Qi quickened his steps to catch up.
"Alright, don’t be mad." His voice softened slightly. "My bad."
Liu Yuan blinked, caught off guard.
Su Qi... actually apologized?
It wasn’t the most heartfelt apology, but still...
"Hmph!" She turned away again, though the tension in her face visibly eased.
"Next time, whatever you want to drink or eat," Su Qi continued casually, though his words carried weight, "just point it out. I’ll buy it for you."
Liu Yuan peeked at him from the corner of her eye.
Anything?
Really?
Her internal scales began to tip.
Sure, the free milk tea was gone... but in exchange, she could get anything she wanted? And, more importantly, it’d be bought by her brother...
Maybe... this wasn’t so bad?
After a long internal struggle, Liu Yuan finally succumbed to the temptation of "I’ll buy you anything."
In a small, reluctant mumble, she said, "You said it yourself..."
"Yeah." Su Qi agreed.
"No take-backs!"
"No take-backs."
Only then did Liu Yuan’s mood fully clear, though she couldn’t resist grumbling under her breath, "Brother’s such an idiot... He doesn’t get girls at all..."
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.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
