After waiting several minutes without a reply from Meng Qianyu,
"Sweep Away Thousands": "What's up, Brother Meng? Is your little sister feeling shy?"
"Lonely Like Me": "Damn! I'm an idiot—she's still on the plane right now."
"Sweep Away Thousands": "Tch."
"Lonely Like Me": "Heh, gotta go. I'm heading to the airport to pick her up. You guys chat, and remember to be on time tomorrow."
"Little Bug in the Night": "Bro, you didn’t even say what time."
"Lonely Like Me": "Five. Just come a bit early tomorrow."
"Little Bug in the Night": "Ok."
Meanwhile, Su Yang and the others continued their conversation.
Liu Bo tagged the four newly added girls in the group chat: "@star (Han Xiaoyu) @That Cloud (Lu Yun) @Little Tang Charge (Tang Ziyun) @Summer Always Hungry (Xia Keke) Hey beauties, come chat!"
After a few seconds, Han Xiaoyu replied: "Don’t feel like talking."
Liu Bo: "Why?"
Han Xiaoyu: "Did you forget we lost the bet and have to cosplay tomorrow?"
Liu Bo: "Holy crap?! I totally forgot!"
Seeing this, Su Yang chimed in: "By the way, did you guys buy the costumes for your cosplay roles yet?"
Liu Bo: "Can I say no?"
Su Yang: "No way, man. No backing out."
Liu Bo: "Bought them, bought them. I always honor my bets—no cheating here."
Zhang Ziming jumped in: "Yang, what’s going on?"
Su Yang: "Last time we went to Shima Town, Lao Meng, Fatty, Han Xiaoyu, and Xia Keke were in one car. They insisted on racing me to see who’d get there first. They lost, so the punishment is cosplaying at tomorrow’s banquet."
Zhang Ziming: "No way?? That’s wild! But I’m kinda looking forward to it! Heh."
Liu Bo: "I’m dead inside."
Xia Keke: "I don’t mind. Yunyun and Ziyun picked a role I actually like."
Su Yang: "Who are you cosplaying?"
Xia Keke: "Seraphine from League of Legends."
Zhang Ziming: "Oho!! Nice choice!"
Shen Yixue: "She’s gorgeous. I love her~"
Zhang Ziming: "Heh, right? Though I wonder if you can pull off her vibe."
Xia Keke: "Who are you looking down on?"
Before Zhang Ziming could reply, Su Yang cut in: "What about Xiaoyu? @star"
Han Xiaoyu: "I’m also cosplaying from LoL."
Su Yang: "Who?"
Han Xiaoyu: "Sona."
Seeing the name, Su Yang paused, then grinned. "36E, huh? Fits her figure perfectly. Heh, Little Lu and Little Tang know how to pick."
Zhang Ziming: "No way!! That’s another great one!"
Han Xiaoyu: "Ugh, I don’t even wanna talk. Making me wear something so embarrassing in public."
Zhang Ziming: "How is it embarrassing? Not at all. You better wear it properly—I think it’s even better than that Seraphine outfit. [smirk]"
Shen Yixue: "[fist]"
Ignoring Shen Yixue’s message, Zhang Ziming pressed on: "What about Lao Meng and Fatty? Who are you two cosplaying?"
Liu Bo: "Yone."
Zhang Ziming: "Yone… You’re not seriously cosplaying Yone, are you?"
Liu Bo: "What? Got a problem with that?"
Zhang Ziming: "Damn, you trying to blind us or something?"
Liu Bo: "It’s not like I want to. We lost, thanks to Brother Meng challenging Yang to that stupid race."
Zhang Ziming: "And what’s Lao Meng cosplaying?"
Su Yang: "Iori Yagami!"
Zhang Ziming: "What the—?! You picked that for him?"
Su Yang chuckled and replied: "Yep. Winner chooses for the losers—no objections allowed. And I went easy on them."
Zhang Ziming: "I can’t even imagine what tomorrow’s gonna look like. I was planning to wear a sharp suit, but maybe I should ditch it. Don’t wanna make Lao Meng lose too much face."
Su Yang: "Nah, wear it. Won’t be a problem."
After a while longer, Lu Yun finally replied.
Lu Yun: "Sorry, was busy and didn’t check my phone. The group’s so lively!"
Zhang Ziming responded: "And you are…?"
Su Yang: "Oh right, you guys haven’t met yet. This is my friend Lu Yun."
Zhang Ziming: "Ah, your friend means my friend too! Hey there, beauty! I’m Zhang Ziming, probably a few years older, so you can call me Brother Ming. @That Cloud"
Shen Yixue: "Call him Brother Fart!"
Zhang Ziming: "Can you not embarrass me for once?? [angry]"
Ignoring him, Shen Yixue said: "@That Cloud, nice to meet you, Lu Yun! I’m Shen Yixue, also a friend of Su Yang’s. Let’s hang out more in the future~"
Lu Yun: "Hi [handshake] Sounds good! Let’s exchange WeChat later~"
Shen Yixue: "Deal!"
A while later, Tang Ziyun finally popped up: "Sorry, just saw this."
Tang Ziyun: "Whoa, what’s everyone talking about? So many messages! Are we really going to a banquet tomorrow?"
Zhang Ziming: "Yep! Time to break out your fanciest outfits."
Tang Ziyun: "Perfect! I’ve got an evening gown I’ve never worn before."
Su Yang: "Then you gotta wear it. A banquet calls for formal wear."
Tang Ziyun smiled sweetly and typed: "Alright~"
After a moment’s thought, Su Yang added: "What about Little Lu? Do you have a gown?"
Lu Yun replied after a short pause: "No, I don’t."
Seeing this, Su Yang exited the group chat and messaged her privately: "Little Lu, I’ll come find you after work. Let’s go buy you a gown."
Lu Yun replied instantly: "Huh? No… no need, right? Do I really have to?"
"Think about it—tomorrow’s event is hosted by Lao Meng, a rich second-gen. The banquet’s gonna be high-class. Besides us, there’ll be other guests, and Meng Qianyu’s the star as his sister. We should at least dress decently."
Lu Yun thought it over: "I guess you’re right. Now I’m kinda nervous~"
"Don’t be. If you wear a stunning gown, you’ll outshine everyone!"
On the other end, Lu Yun blushed: "As if~ Brother Meng’s sister is the main attraction tomorrow."
Su Yang laughed: "Who cares? Just focus on looking your best. I’ll come get you later—I need a suit too. We’ll shop together and grab something for now."
"Okay~"
Back in the group, the chatter eventually died down.
Su Yang checked the time—only 11 AM. Still early before Lu Yun got off work. With nothing to do, he opened Douyin to kill time.
The first thing he saw was a livestream from Wang Doudou, a host he often watched.
Wang Doudou’s account had decent popularity.
His shtick was "training" rich second-gens late at night, rating wealthy big shots to see who had the most clout—a comedic act that drew crowds.
Su Yang used to watch his streams before bed, living vicariously through the lens of the ultra-rich.
But now, his own status had changed.
"Huh, this guy usually streams at night. Why’s he live in broad daylight today?"
He tapped into the stream.
The host was currently video-chatting with a young man called "General Lingling."
After watching for a bit, Su Yang mused: "Maybe I should hop on too? A little flexing might even earn me some pocket money. Heh."
Without hesitation or unnecessary fuss, he directly opened the gift interface and sent five "Carnival" gifts in a row.
Wang Doudou, who was live-streaming, suddenly changed her expression when she saw the Carnival special effects flash across her screen. She gasped in shock and exclaimed, "Holy crap! Who was that?!"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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.”

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”