These were McFlurries with stirring spoons.
There were seven such McFlurries.
The McDonald's server stirred them until he doubted his life, his arm moving so fast it almost left afterimages.
He brought them over after stirring two or three at a time, and finally, the two of them came back, each holding a McFlurry.
The smooth ice cream paired with crushed Oreo-style cookies really had a great taste and texture.
After everyone distributed the ice cream, the plastic spoons clinked against the cups, making soft, crisp sounds.
"By the way," Cai Junhuang suddenly put down her spoon and lowered her voice. "Did you all see the stuff about Huang Haoyang that Ma Li sent in the group chat last night?"
As soon as she said that, the atmosphere of eating ice cream instantly changed.
Fang Jun scoffed first, using his spoon to scoop a huge chunk of ice cream and stuffing it into his mouth. "Of course I saw it. I used to really hate the guy, but after what happened to him, I don't know whether to pity him or gloat."
An Yuexin slowly stirred the ice cream in his cup until the cookie crumbs were almost completely blended in. "There was only a short article, so we couldn't see the specific details, but..."
Saying that, An Yuexin silently looked at Lin Mo.
"That guy even cursed Master Mo before."
At those words, everyone's gaze subtly fell upon Lin Mo.
Lin Mo acted as if it had nothing to do with him, scooping up some ice cream and putting it into his mouth. He said in a flat tone, "Maybe it's... karma."
Almost everyone here was from Class Eight, so of course they knew what had happened that day. However, Xie Yuling only knew half the story, and she looked at Lin Mo with confused eyes.
Then she met Lin Mo's gaze.
"I'll tell you when we get back."
Understanding the look in his eyes, Xie Yuling didn't press further and simply became a silent listener.
"What you guys know is just scratching the surface!"
Seeing that she had successfully piqued everyone's curiosity, Cai Junhuang cleared her throat smugly and mysteriously held up a finger.
"I have the inside scoop right here!"
Everyone turned to look at Cai Junhuang. They were very interested in this inside scoop.
"Tell us, hurry up!" Fang Jun's gossiping soul was thoroughly ignited.
Cai Junhuang really enjoyed being the center of attention. She leaned forward and lowered her voice even more.
"A relative of mine is in charge of this case. He came over to my house for dinner last night, had a little to drink, and told us about it."
She paused, dropping a bombshell.
"He said the blood test results came out. Huang Haoyang is only biologically related to one of the deceased."
The air fell silent for a second.
The spoon in Fang Jun's hand stopped in mid-air, and his eyes widened drastically.
"Only one? That means... Holy crap! Huang Haoyang isn't his dad's biological son!"
His speaking speed instantly sped up as the chain of logic rapidly connected in his mind.
"So Huang Haoyang's dad found out he was cuckolded, went crazy, and tried to kill his mom, planning to get rid of the bastard child along the way, but ended up getting counter-killed by Huang Haoyang!"
As expected of a student from a top high school.
His logical deduction was excellent; he would be a great player in a murder mystery game.
"Awesome, bro. That fresh brain of yours really works well."
Cai Junhuang gave Fang Jun a thumbs up.
She nodded. "That's basically it. But that's not even the most shocking part."
Cai Junhuang kept them in suspense long enough before continuing. "The main point is, when the police searched his house, they found out there was a problem with his dad's foreign trade company. They found several ledgers, all filled with smuggling records!"
A collective gasp sounded around them.
Lin Mo listened quietly, but his heart remained completely unbothered.
He knew very well that what Cai Junhuang knew was still too little.
It was far more than just smuggling contraband. Hidden within those ledgers were things that had shattered countless families.
This was also the fundamental reason why Lin Mo had conveniently disposed of Huang Guozhen at the time. For scum like that, living even one more day was a waste of air.
However, Xie Yuling's gaze couldn't help but fall on Lin Mo.
She was clearly worried about something.
She remembered how Lin Mo had told them to go upstairs yesterday afternoon, and she wondered if it was related to this incident.
But Lin Mo still gave her a reassuring look.
Fang Jun was still digesting this massive piece of gossip, his face full of shock. "Family grudges, killing a wife to prove one's Dao, commercial crimes... My god, this plot is enough to make a movie!"
"And Huang Haoyang would have to be the protagonist, finally counter-killing the guy who took over!"
An Yuexin added.
At this time, Jiang Yunlu frowned and said, "If that's the case, won't Huang Haoyang have to stay at the school? Under these circumstances, his transfer probably can't be processed."
"Now that you mention it, that seems true. But he probably wouldn't have the face to continue studying here anyway."
It was then that Cai Junhuang couldn't help but frown and say, "If that guy doesn't leave, it really is a problem. Did you guys know that he used to send me friend requests every single day? I couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge him."
Jiang Yunlu and Chu Miaomiao raised their hands and said, "Me too."
"But he hasn't sent any these past few days," Jiang Yunlu added.
"That kind of person is too disgusting," Cai Junhuang shook her head.
She couldn't help but look up at Lin Mo. "He has technically killed someone now, even if it was self-defense in the end, so you need to be careful."
Cai Junhuang's warning wasn't out of the realm of possibility, and even Jiang Yunlu became a little nervous.
However, Lin Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry. After the class division, he will probably be transferred to another class."
Even if Huang Haoyang chose the science track, the school definitely wouldn't let him stay in Class Eight.
Moreover, Lin Mo had placed a mark on him. If this person decided to strive for betterment and stopped pulling little tricks, then Lin Mo wouldn't make a move against him again.
Before long, everyone had finished their McFlurries. After resting for a moment, they continued their shopping trip.
As they were strolling around, Cai Junhuang suddenly cried out in alarm, "Wait, my redemption card... seems to be missing. Let me think for a second!"
Hearing this, everyone stopped in their tracks and looked at Cai Junhuang.
Cai Junhuang lowered her head to recall, then suddenly slapped her forehead.
"I remember now! I was afraid of losing the card, so I just left it in the locker at the dance studio. I'll head back to the dance studio for a bit; you guys can go ahead and redeem your rice dumplings first."
Jiang Yunlu thought for a moment and asked, "Is the dance studio far from here?"
"It's alright, actually just a few hundred meters away," Cai Junhuang said, a bit confused.
"Then we'll go with you. Everyone is just wandering around anyway," Jiang Yunlu continued.
At these words, everyone nodded in agreement.
After all, they really were just window shopping.
"Sounds good, I haven't seen what a dance studio looks like yet."
Fang Jun added.
Seeing that no one minded, Cai Junhuang breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's go then. At this time, there are still people in the dance studio. Classes should be over by now."
Strolling through the mall suddenly turned into accompanying an artistic girl to retrieve her forgotten card.
Walking on the road, Fang Jun couldn't wait to ask a question.
"Bro, would you say the dance studio is full of highly attractive beauties like you?"
Cai Junhuang: "???"

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?"

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!