Chapter 93
"What are you praying for?"
A cold voice sounded from behind. Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the fortune slip in Gu Ran's hand, her pretty brows furrowing slightly.
This seems... to be a prayer for a career, right?
What was wrong with him?
Didn't he know why they came here?!
So infuriating...
All her earnest advice from before was completely wasted, wasn't it? This guy hadn't realized the importance of studying at all!
The aloof girl frowned. An unnameable fire rose in her heart, and she couldn't help but reach out and pinch Gu Ran right there in the main hall.
"N-nothing, just getting a reading for my studies..."
"Boundless f... ahem, Boundless Heavenly Sage, monks do not tell lies."
As his voice fell, the Daoist priest opposite them bowed and offered a mild admonishment.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
Gu Ran: "???"
Good lord, you're a Daoist priest who changed careers from being a Buddhist monk, aren't you.
"Look at me, you little punk!"
Seeing Gu Ran dazed, the girl beside him immediately raised her slender eyebrows, couldn't help but swear, and reached out to grab him by the ear.
"Tell me, did you not ask for an academic fortune?"
"I did, I did..."
Before Gu Ran could finish, Ye Zhenzhen gave another sharp, delicate shout, then kicked him and said, "Tell the truth!"
"Uh... I haven't, haven't asked for it yet."
Feeling the force on his earlobe, Gu Ran instantly changed his tune and answered stammeringly.
"Gu 'Dog' Ran!"
Hearing this, the girl revealed an 'I knew it' expression, then reached out her foot and kicked his calf.
"Let's go, ask for another one."
Holding onto his ear, the girl dragged the boy to ask for a new academic fortune.
Looking at Gu Ran, who was forced to obediently ask for a fortune, the aloof older sister figure shook her head helplessly, feeling like she was breaking her heart over her good-for-nothing younger brother.
...
In the main hall, Gu Ran knelt before the deity statue once more, respectfully praying to the gods for a new academic fortune slip.
After the professional Daoist priest interpreted it for him, it was still a top-tier fortune.
Seeing this, the aloof girl finally nodded in satisfaction, grabbing her troublesome younger brother and leaving the hall.
As soon as they exited the main hall, Gu Ran turned his head to glance at her, then asked the girl beside him, "Did you get a top-tier fortune too?"
"A top-top-tier fortune!"
Ye Zhenzhen raised her fair little chin, proudly putting her small hands behind her back.
Hearing this, Gu Ran curled his lip, "Does everyone who shakes the container get a top-tier fortune?"
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
Kicking him again, the aloof sister rolled her eyes at him, flipped her ponytail, and walked out.
After picking the two siblings up in the car, Lao Gu started driving toward home, not mentioning a word about their fortune-seeking.
The car was silent. Ye Zhenzhen pulled a workbook out of her backpack and sat up by herself.
The boy beside her raised an eyebrow, his face full of shock.
Did she really have to try so hard?
Sure enough, time is like that thing in that place; if you squeeze it, there will always be some.
...
Speechless all the way, the group of three arrived home.
After entering the house, Ye Zhenzhen was the first to return to her room. Glancing at the girl's back, Gu Ran did not follow and chose to return to his own room.
Having just asked for a fortune, of course he had to go back and verify the results.
Temple Run had already been listed, but the download numbers hadn't gone up. He didn't know why a free game would still have so few downloads.
Could it be that only paid ones were considered good?
Frowning, he stared at the sparse number of downloads as Gu Ran continued to look at the developer backend...
The girl's bedroom.
Ye Zhenzhen sat at her desk. Although there was a test paper laid out in front of her, she was constantly distracted and found that she couldn't focus on it at all.
Looking back at the balcony door from time to time, her pretty brows furrowed uncontrollably.
This guy... came back and just played dead?
After another few minutes, her disobedient younger brother still didn't come. She frowned and threw down her pen.
Standing up and walking to the balcony, she headed to her stinky younger brother's room next door.
As soon as she entered, she saw Gu Ran leaning over his computer, fully concentrated on tinkering with something unknown.
"Gu 'Dog' Ran, you're not studying again!"
At the delicate scolding, the boy at the computer desk immediately shivered, turning his head in astonishment to see Ye Zhenzhen with a frosty expression on her pretty face.
The aloof girl stepped forward, grabbed his ear, and said, "Let's go, come back with me to study."
Gu Ran: "..."
Who did this girl learn this ear-pulling from lately?
Did she really think he was a henpecked husband?!
Fine, he really was...
Arriving at the girl's bedroom, smelling the scent of osmanthus flowers, the two siblings studied for the entire night.
Before Gu Ran left, he held a pair of pure white cotton socks in his hand.
"Don't do anything weird, just wash them properly."
Seeing the slightly excited expression on Gu Ran's face, the girl cautioned him with some unease.
Gu Ran: "???"
Did he really look that much like a pervert?
"Who would do anything weird? Ye Zhenzhen, don't overthink things!"
The shameless boy struck first, giving her a disdainful look before trotting out of the room, leaving only the flushed and angry girl inside.
...
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The next day.
Ye Zhenzhen woke up early and went to the small balcony shared by the two siblings to check on her socks.
She didn't know why, but she always felt Gu Ran would do something weird. However, she didn't know what she was thinking last night; seeing Gu Ran's lazy appearance, she just wanted to punish him for secretly asking for a career fortune.
Of course, the punishment was washing socks, definitely not a reward.
She picked up the pure white cotton socks hanging on the balcony, her eyes widening involuntarily, her face full of shock.
This guy...
What a piece of work!
Unable to quite believe her eyes, she took the socks down from the drying rack and examined them closely in her hands.
Her mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but clench her delicate fists, wishing she could march right over to the boy's room and slap that guy in the face with a sock.
Storming angrily next door, she saw the boy lying on his stomach on the bed, hugging her old teddy bear in his arms, and a blush couldn't help but rise on her normally calm cheeks.
Pervert...
A somewhat cold little hand slipped into the back of Gu Ran's neck, waking him up with a start.
The latter immediately opened his eyes, sat up slowly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked groggily, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? You tell me what I'm doing. Is this how you washed them?"
Ye Zhenzhen's aloof eyes were filled with embarrassment and anger.
Could a girl's socks be washed like this?
For a moment, she didn't even want these socks anymore.
"Socks... aren't they supposed to be washed like this?"
"Your socks are this..."
Before the girl could finish, she suddenly realized something. Frowning, she asked hesitantly, "Where are your usual socks?"
She just remembered that she had only ever seen this guy's underwear on the balcony, but as for socks and the like, she had never seen them at all.
"Ah... I wear them once and throw them away."
Hearing this, Gu Ran answered with a completely frank expression.
A pair of socks cost one buck, and he was honestly too lazy to wash them, so he just wore a pair and threw them away. But underwear was a bit expensive, so he couldn't quite afford to treat it as disposable just yet.
Once the game successfully launched and he made a fortune, his underwear would probably become disposable too.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
What did she just hear?
Her face full of shock, the thrifty and diligent girl could not accept her lazy younger brother's habit.
Reaching out her fair and slender hand, she grabbed the boy by the ear once again and scolded delicately, "You spendthrift!"
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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.”
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?"
