Sitting at the McDonald's pier, Lin Mo had a french fry dangling from his mouth.
Aside from Fang Jun and Lin Mo, there was no one else around.
Most people had already decided what to eat for lunch, so they didn’t tag along.
Not many knew about this matter. As long as Fang Jun—the loudmouth—didn’t spread the word, only the folks sitting in the front rows would be aware.
Lin Jiajun wasn’t short on cash. Even though he knew Fang Jun had just made over two grand in one go, he couldn’t care less.
As for Jiang Yunlu and Chu Miaomiao, they were even less concerned.
So in the end, only Fang Jun and Lin Mo went to the pier to eat fries.
Fang Jun held his phone, having already blocked the guy who tried to scam him but ended up losing out instead. Before blocking him, he’d even called the guy an idiot.
Fang Jun knew Lin Mo had a big appetite, so he bought two hundred yuan’s worth of combo meals without a second thought, completely unafraid that Lin Mo wouldn’t finish it.
"Every time I watch you eat so much, it terrifies me."
Lin Mo, however, ate at a leisurely pace.
"What’s so terrifying? Never seen a big eater before? You think I got this strong from nothing—it’s all thanks to eating."
Whatever Lin Mo said went.
"So how come you never gain weight? Not an ounce of fat on you. Unlike that Fat Zhu from the next class—he eats a lot and gets even fatter."
"People’s bodies are just different. Some are even prone to getting scammed, you know?"
"Damn!" Fang Jun raised his middle finger.
McDonald’s was quite a distance from Guangba.
After finishing their meal, Fang Jun couldn’t be bothered to go back to school for a nap. Instead, he dragged Lin Mo straight to Fang Zuodong’s unlicensed internet café.
—System: Borrow successful. As expected of my comrade. Treasure system, I’ll play with you again next time—
Fang Zuodong’s unlicensed internet café.
Fang Zuodong wasn’t there—he was at home, asleep.
Inside a private booth, a young man picked up his phone, frowning as he read the message he’d just received.
"Idiot!" he muttered under his breath.
"Can’t even scam a little money properly. A complete and utter moron."
Just then, the door opened.
"Hey, bro! Huh, he’s not here?"
Fang Jun looked at the young man in the booth.
"Where’s my brother?"
The young man’s pupils contracted slightly at the sight of Fang Jun, but he quickly regained his composure and waved a hand dismissively. "He went home to sleep. Need something? I can pass it on."
Fang Jun shrugged. "Nah, just checking in on him."
He’d seen this young man playing Dungeon & Fighter with Fang Zuodong a few times, grinding for in-game currency. Assuming he was just a friend, Fang Jun gave a casual nod before leaving the booth.
This guy occasionally acted as the café’s manager, so Fang Jun didn’t see any reason to be wary.
The young man watched the two leave, his expression darkening. He pulled out his phone and typed on the same screen.
"That kid’s here. Get some guys ready."
"Boss, what’s the plan?"
"Kidnapping! What else? We were just trying to scam some cash, but you idiots screwed it up. But I heard from his cousin—his family’s loaded. A ransom of a few million won’t be a problem."
"Whoa, boss, scamming people with fake orders is one thing, but kidnapping? That’s dangerous!"
"Do it or starve. Don’t forget, you’re still down over three grand!"
There was a long pause before the reply finally came through.
"Fine! Screw it, let’s do this! That little bastard called me an idiot—I’m not swallowing that. Grab him and slap him around first!"
Putting his phone away, the young man took a deep breath, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
True strategists always operate from the shadows.
He went back to grinding in Dungeon & Fighter, looking every bit the gaming addict.
What he didn’t know was that from the very beginning, a pair of eyes had been watching him.
"Come on, Lao Mo, let’s play a few rounds of League."
But Lin Mo suddenly grabbed Fang Jun’s arm.
"You’re being targeted."
"Huh?!"
Fang Jun looked up at Lin Mo, his stomach tightening. "What the hell?!"
The unlicensed internet café was mostly filled with guys. If he was being "targeted," did that mean his dignity was at risk?!
Lin Mo’s face darkened. "Not like that. I mean you’re being marked for kidnapping."
Fang Jun’s eyes widened.
"I—I’m about to get kidnapped?!"
"Technically, not yet. So we’ve got time to prepare."
Lin Mo smoothly logged into his gaming account.
His main account had already reached the highest rank, so he couldn’t duo with Fang Jun.
He was using a smurf instead.
Fang Jun, still processing the kidnapping threat, frowned. "What’s going on?! Does this have something to do with my cousin?"
Lin Mo shook his head.
"Not sure. But it’s definitely connected to that guy in the booth."
Originally, Lin Mo hadn’t paid much attention.
But his senses were now unnaturally sharp—no mind-reading detective could compare. He could instantly decipher even the subtlest micro-expressions.
So when the young man’s pupils dilated at the sight of Fang Jun, Lin Mo knew something was off.
A quick sweep with his spiritual sense revealed the kidnapping plot he’d been discussing.
"So what do I do? Call the cops? Or get my dad to send some people?"
Lin Mo thought for a moment. "You’ve got two options. Either rally our classmates for a counter-ambush, or get your village folks to set up a trap."
"Either way, it’s an ambush, huh? You just wanna watch the show, don’t you?"
Fang Jun couldn’t help rolling his eyes.
"Isn’t it the best when bad guys get what’s coming to them?" Lin Mo stroked his chin.
Their classmates were all hot-blooded—any excuse for a righteous fight was a good one.
As for calling the villagers…
These weren’t just any villagers. The Fang family had deep roots in the area.
Southern clans took their kinship seriously. The ancestral hall held real influence, and when trouble arose, everyone pitched in.
So it was a solid plan.
A kidnapping threat? Just drop a message in the family group chat and gather a few helpers.
With so many idle hands in the village, volunteers wouldn’t be an issue.
Even the local security team would join in.
It all came down to Fang Jun’s choice.
But Fang Jun opted for Plan A first—calling their classmates.
Otherwise, he’d have a hard time explaining why he was at an unlicensed internet café.
"If I drag my family into this, my dad’s gonna beat my ass when I get home."
"Relax. Just say you came with the top student in class. I can tutor you, help you get into a good university—they’ll overlook the internet café thing."
Hearing that, Fang Jun perked up a little.
But he wasn’t stupid. After some thought, he said, "I still think I should tell my family. This is my cousin’s place, after all."
If they just called the cops, his cousin’s illegal business would probably get shut down.
But if the villagers handled it, there was a chance the place could stay open.
Of course, his cousin would still face some consequences.
"Your cousin should’ve been more careful about who he associates with. A little suffering might do him good."
Fang Jun sighed.
"It’s not like that. He’s looked out for me before."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
