Chapter 186
Inside the car, the air conditioning was blasting, completely isolating them from the sweltering heat outside.
Ye Zhenzhen parted her little lips, looking back at Qin Zhaoyang who was still eating dust at the gate, and then at the calm Gu Ran.
"Is this... what you meant by 'fox exploiting the tiger's might'?"
"This is called outsmarting, baby."
Gu Ran steered the wheel with one hand, slowly driving along the tree-lined avenue. "In this day and age, the four rings are the best pass, let alone four rings with a license plate of five 6s. That security uncle probably thought I was some inspecting leader, or a bureau-level official dropping their kid off at school."
The young girl couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter, "If Uncle Gu knew you were using his official authority to bluff around outside, he would definitely break your legs."
"The emperor is far away, he can't control me."
The car parked steadily by the roadside at the School of Economics and Management's freshmen reception point.
The shade from the trees here was dense, and once the luxury car stopped, it brought its own aura.
The originally noisy crowd subconsciously made way for a small empty space. Many freshmen and parents were secretly sizing it up, guessing which big shot had arrived.
Gu Ran pushed the door and got out.
Standing at 1.83 meters, wearing a simple white shirt and black suit trousers, with his sleeves rolled up to reveal a sturdy forearm and that Longines Master Collection watch.
Although young, that calm confidence radiating from his bones made him look nothing like a college freshman, but rather like a young cadre coming to inspect work.
"Hello classmate, are you here to register?"
A sophomore senior sister in charge of reception instantly lit up her eyes, like a female leopard spotting prey, and quickly walked up to welcome him.
She wore delicate light makeup and hot pants that showed off her figure, holding a bottle of mineral water in her hand, smiling brightly.
"Oh my, it's so hot today, you must be tired, right? I'm a sophomore senior sister, what's your major? Let me take you to go through the procedures, and we can add each other's contact info by the way, so you can ask me anytime if you have any questions later..."
Saying that, she tried to stuff the water into Gu Ran's hand, leaning towards him intentionally or otherwise.
Several boys around who were originally planning to step forward saw this scene, then looked at the Audi, and all stopped in their tracks sourly.
Gu Ran politely took a half step back and was just about to speak.
"No need, thank you senior sister, he has water."
A crisp and pleasant voice interjected.
The passenger door opened, and Ye Zhenzhen stepped out.
The sunlight sprinkled on her through the gaps in the leaves. Wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, without any makeup, she was exceptionally beautiful and elegant.
She walked to Gu Ran's side, naturally taking his arm, took a tissue from her bag, and gently wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
"Darling, we still have to go to the medical school after finishing the procedures, let's not waste time."
The young girl looked up, smiling like a flower, but her eyes revealed a domineering look of "this territory is claimed, idlers keep out."
The enthusiastic senior sister's smile froze on her face.
Looking at Ye Zhenzhen's face that could instantly kill the whole crowd, and then looking at herself...
She awkwardly took back the mineral water, said "then you guys go ahead" sheepishly, turned around and walked away dejectedly.
Gu Ran looked down at the little jealous jar beside him, and couldn't help pinching her cheek: "Mrs. Gu, quite domineering."
"Of course." Ye Zhenzhen snorted, holding onto him even tighter. "I'm supervising you on behalf of Uncle Gu, to prevent you from making lifestyle mistakes."
After finishing the procedures at the School of Economics and Management, the two drove to the medical school.
In those days, there was no such saying as "persuading people to study medicine leads to being struck by lightning," everyone thought being a doctor was a respectable job.
So there were even more people at the medical school's registration point, with bags of luggage piled up like mountains, and the car had to be parked further away.
As the two walked along, without the car's enhancement, Gu Ran's little "official authority" was instantly overshadowed by Ye Zhenzhen's beauty.
That outstanding temperament was like a strong magnet, instantly attracting the gazes of all male creatures around.
"Junior sister! Which class are you in?"
A male senior wearing a "Student Union Executive" badge stared blankly.
He directly abandoned a bespectacled boy he was receiving, rushed over in three steps, his face full of smiles, his eyes glued directly to the young girl.
"Are you in clinical medicine? I'm a junior senior! Come, come, give me your admission letter, I'll take you to register!"
This guy was overly enthusiastic, and as he spoke, he reached out to take the bag in Ye Zhenzhen's hand, intentionally or otherwise blocking Gu Ran, completely treating him as air.
"No need, senior, I can do it myself." Ye Zhenzhen politely took a step back, tightly holding her bag.
"Oh, don't be polite! Serving junior sisters is our tradition!" The senior had no tact at all, still forcing his attentiveness. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Gu Ran who was empty-handed, and a trace of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth.
What's the use of being handsome?
Not even carrying luggage, probably came by school bus or taxi, right?
Not considerate at all, doesn't he know to help a girl carry her bag?
"Junior sister, where's your luggage? Is it still at the school gate? I'll go get it for you! It's such a hot day, don't tire yourself." The senior patted his chest, looking like a protector of flowers. "Some guys just don't know how to care for people, how can they let girls carry things?"
Saying that, he pointedly glanced at Gu Ran, full of provocation.
The country has never lacked onlookers.
Many freshmen and parents watching the fun stopped in their tracks, their gazes flowing among the three, waiting for a good show.
Gu Ran looked at this senior who was like a peacock spreading its tail, and smiled.
He didn't speak, didn't even take his hand out of his pocket.
Just from a few meters away, his finger gently pressed something in his pocket.
"Beep beep—"
Two crisp electronic sounds exploded in the noisy crowd like thunder.
The senior froze for a moment, subconsciously looking back.
Just a few meters behind him, the black Audi A6L that had been quietly parked by the roadside flashed its hazard lights twice. The license plate with five 6s in the middle of the front bumper pierced the eyes, radiating the dual glory of money and power.
Immediately after, with a soft "click".
The wide trunk lid slowly popped up automatically, revealing two silver RIMOWA suitcases inside.
The air instantly quieted down.
The senior's hand stretched out in mid-air immediately froze, and the smile on his face also froze.
Looking at the black sedan representing power and wealth, he mechanically turned his head and looked at Gu Ran standing calmly by the car.
In these times, anyone who could drive this kind of car onto campus either had a mine at home or had power.
No matter which one it was, it wasn't someone an ordinary student like him could afford to mess with.
Especially that license plate, it was simply carving the words "Don't mess with me" on his forehead.
"Um... the luggage is in the car..." The senior's voice was as dry as if he had swallowed a handful of sand, his face instantly flushed into the color of pig liver, so embarrassed that his toes could dig out a three-bedroom apartment on the ground.
Gu Ran ignored him, walked straight over, and lifted the two heavy suitcases.
"Let's go, time to handle the procedures, Specialist Ye."
As he walked past the dumbfounded upperclassman, he didn't even break his stride, offering nothing more than a fleeting, indifferent glance.
Such complete disregard was the ultimate form of humiliation.
Ye Zhenzhen held back a smile, taking quick steps to catch up and once again linking her arm affectionately through his.
Bathed in the sunlight, the young man rolled the suitcase forward with the girl snuggled happily by his side. Behind them sat the Audi A6L, radiating an aura of absolute authority in that very moment.
The surrounding freshmen and their parents watched their retreating figures, their eyes brimming with a mix of awe and envy.
Were they really just here for college?
Gu Ran turned his head to look at the girl beside him, whose eyes were curved into sweet, smiling crescents. He thought to himself: College life actually seems pretty great.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.
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."
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.”
