Chapter 198
Night fell, but the summer heat had yet to dissipate.
On the sports field of Qing University, under the dim yellow lights, the formations from various colleges sat in circles.
This was the traditional repertoire of military training—the sing-offs.
"One, two, three, four, five, we're tired of waiting!"
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we're losing our patience!"
Deafening roars rose and fell, hormones fermenting in the night.
For these college freshmen who had just been liberated from the endless sea of high school homework, relaxing through group activities wasn't the point; the secret social carnival was.
The boys roared at the top of their lungs, but their eyes kept sweeping over the adjacent girls' formation.
Unfortunately, in this era where smartphones were just becoming popular and WeChat was nowhere to be seen, hitting on someone relied entirely on shouting, and getting contact info required thick skin.
The efficiency was outrageously low.
"Brother Gu, Brother Gu!"
Li Ming sneaked up to Gu Ran like a thief, looking incredibly eager.
"That... that godly tool you had last night that can shake out a goddess..."
He pointed at the Foreign Languages College formation next door and gulped.
"I see several girls over there playing on their phones. If I give it a shake right now, do you think I can add them?"
Gu Ran sat cross-legged on the grass, looking at the restless pubescent males around him, a knowing smile curving his lips.
Social starvation.
Wasn't this the perfect entry point?
"Wanna try? But to shake and find someone, you need the installation package."
Hearing their conversation, the surrounding boys were drawn over, their eyes wide as saucers.
Gu Ran took out his phone and shared the installation package with them.
After a three-second countdown.
Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, he flicked his wrist sharply.
Click-clack—
The crisp, hard, and mechanical sound of a gun being cocked suddenly exploded in the noisy sing-off scene.
The sound was too distinct.
It was like a loaded sniper rifle, striking right at the core of every boy's inner action hero.
Two seconds later.
Buzz—
The phone vibrated violently.
A profile picture popped up on the screen.
[Zhang Qi]
[Distance: 1 meter]
"Holy shit!!!"
Li Ming let out a weird yelp, almost jumping off the ground.
"It actually found him?! This is too accurate!"
Zhang Qi also held up his phone, his face full of disbelief.
"Amazing! I really shook and found Brother Gu! This is a god-tier app for social butterflies!"
No need to know their number, no need to hit on them face-to-face.
Just one shake, and you could find an equally lonely soul right next to you.
The thrill of the unknown instantly ignited everyone's passion.
"Brother Gu! I want to play too! How do I download it?"
"Send the installation package! Hurry, hurry! Turn on your Bluetooth!"
"Me too! Share a copy with me, godfather!"
Gu Ran didn't hide it. He turned on his Bluetooth sharing and asked Zhang Qi to pass the package to the people around them.
One passed it to ten, ten to a hundred.
The green bubble icon began lighting up crazily on the screens of Qing University freshmen.
Before long, the Economics and Management formation was filled with the rising and falling sounds of "click-clack."
The sound was like some mysterious secret signal, rapidly spreading in all directions.
The girls from the adjacent Foreign Languages College curiously peeked over.
"Hey, what are you guys playing? What's that sound?"
Li Ming, feeling emboldened now, held up his phone and waved it triumphantly.
"Beauty, this is a destiny tester! As long as we shake at the same time, we can find the person we are most destined for! Wanna try?"
"Really? Send it to me, let me try!"
The viral spread quietly erupted on this hot night.
Gu Ran retreated to the edge of the crowd. Looking at the user data skyrocketing exponentially in his phone's backend, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
The first batch of seed users was secured.
And it was the college student demographic—the one with the highest user stickiness and the most raging hormones.
He was going to feast on this wave of traffic dividends.
He really was the man!
The sports field was filled with "click-clack" sounds, accompanied by the croaking of frogs.
Just as everyone was playing passionately, the drill instructor's sharp whistle suddenly blew.
"Fall in!"
Everyone reluctantly put away their phones and quickly returned to formation.
The stern-faced instructor stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the crowd like a torch.
"I've received notice that for the military training exhibition in six days, each formation needs to select two squad leaders, one male and one female!"
The instructor's voice was loud, piercing the night sky.
"The leaders not only need to have good looks and a great presence, but their movements must also be standard, representing the spirit of our formation! This is also an important honor that will count towards your comprehensive assessment bonus points!"
Hearing the words "assessment bonus points," a commotion immediately broke out in the crowd.
Lin Yu, who had been shrinking in the corner, suddenly raised her head.
Looking at the instructor, a plan suddenly formed in her mind.
Squad leader...
This was her best chance to show her face in front of all the freshmen in the school!
As long as she could secure this position, she could overpower that bitch Ye Zhenzhen.
Lin Yu bit her lower lip hard, staring at Ye Zhenzhen's silhouette, a cold sneer curling her lips.
Just wait. The squad leader position this time will definitely be mine. No one can compete with me!
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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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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."