"President Su, your car is right here. Would you like to unveil it yourself, or should our staff assist you?"
Su Yang smiled faintly. "I'll do it myself. Adds to the ceremony of it all."
"Haha, sounds good! Please go ahead, President Su!"
Su Yang nodded and walked to the front-left side of the car. With one hand, he gripped the corner of the black cover and gave it a firm pull.
Whoosh—
The cover flew off, revealing a brand-new Audi RS7 in all its glory.
The Nardo Gray paint, blackened rims, aggressive widebody kit, and a host of custom options made the car look every bit the performance beast it was.
Pop! Pop!
As Su Yang unveiled the car, staff on either side fired off confetti cannons.
Colorful glitter filled the air as an upbeat soundtrack began playing in the delivery center.
"Congratulations, President Su, on your new Audi RS7!" Manager Zhang cheered, clapping enthusiastically.
The rest of the staff, playing their part as the hype squad, joined in with applause and cheers, turning the delivery center into a lively celebration.
‘Hmm, this feels pretty good,’ Su Yang thought, smiling at the scene.
[Ding! Detecting that the host is thoroughly enjoying the car delivery experience. Reward: 800,000 RMB.]
"President Su, please inspect your new car!" Lili stood beside him, gesturing toward the RS7 with a smile.
"Sure." Su Yang walked forward, giving the car a quick once-over before opening the door and settling into the driver’s seat for a feel.
"Everything checks out. You guys can handle the temporary license plate here, right?"
Lili stepped closer with a grin. "Yes, President Su."
"Great!" Su Yang stepped out of the car.
At that moment, Lili picked up a stack of documents and approached him cheerfully.
She handed over the purchase invoice, two keys, warranty certificates, maintenance manuals, the vehicle compliance certificate, and a pile of other paperwork.
"President Su, the complimentary gifts are already placed in the back seat of your car. And please keep all these documents safe—especially the purchase invoice."
Su Yang accepted the items with a nod. "Oh, what about the green book...?"
Hearing this, Lili promptly explained, "President Su, after your license plate is registered, you’ll need to wait about one or two days before collecting the vehicle registration certificate—the green book—from the DMV."
Su Yang nodded. This was his first time buying a car outright, so he wasn’t entirely familiar with the process.
He smiled at Lili. "Got it, thanks."
"You’re welcome! If you have any other questions later, feel free to message me on WeChat anytime."
"Sure thing."
A staff member then arrived with a DSLR camera, prompting Su Yang, Manager Zhang, Lili, and others to gather in front of the car for a group photo.
With that, the delivery ceremony officially concluded.
An hour later, with the temporary plates secured, Su Yang drove out of the 4S dealership under the watchful eyes of the staff.
As Su Yang disappeared into the distance, Lili’s gaze lingered, her thoughts unreadable.
......
After leaving the Tianhui Auto Trade Center, Su Yang glanced at the fuel gauge on the dashboard—only 10 kilometers of range left.
He turned the wheel and headed toward a gas station a few hundred meters away.
Pulling up to the pump, he rolled down the window and called out, "Hey, fill it up with 98, please."
"Sure thing~"
"Whoa, an RS7? Damn, this is my first time seeing one in real life. Didn’t think anyone actually bought these."
"Could be an A7 with a body kit?"
"Are you stupid? It’s obviously brand-new. And look at that widebody, those rims, the exhaust—what A7 comes like this?"
Su Yang smirked, listening to the two drivers behind him chatter.
It was true—unless you were into cars, it was hard to tell the difference between an RS7, an S7, and an A7. To the average person, they all looked nearly identical.
That was part of why the RS7 didn’t sell well. It didn’t stand out enough from its cheaper siblings.
With a budget of two million, most people would go for a Porsche Panamera or a Mercedes S-Class.
The RS7 was too understated for flexing.
But Su Yang didn’t care. He simply liked the car.
If he wanted to show off, he didn’t need the F80 or the Sienna—the S680, the Turbos, or the Cullinan would do the job just fine.
Still, driving the RS7 had its perks. Flying under the radar before surprising people was way more thrilling than blatant bragging.
Soon, the tank was full. After paying, Su Yang revved the engine and sped off.
......
Half an hour later, Su Yang pulled into the underground garage of Senhai Manor, parking the RS7 in a public spot not far from his other cars before heading home.
It was already 3 PM.
Back in his apartment, Su Yang brewed a cup of coffee and flopped onto the couch.
"Finally done. How many cars do I even have now?"
He started counting on his fingers. "One, two, three... six, seven. Seven! Damn, I’ve officially reached ‘one car for every day of the week’ status."
"Nice." He took a sip of coffee, grinning.
With nothing urgent to do, he picked up his phone and transferred 300,000 RMB each to his parents.
"Feels good to spoil the family too!"
[Ding! Detecting that the host is thoroughly enjoying his current lifestyle. Reward: 1,000,000 RMB.]
Before long, his mom called—again asking why he’d sent more money. Su Yang brushed it off with some excuse about business going well.
By 5 PM, his WeChat pinged.
As expected, it was Yaya.
"Su Yang? You back in Haicheng?"
"Yeah, got back."
"And you didn’t even tell me? Free tonight? If I don’t ask, I’ll never get that meal you owe me."
Su Yang chuckled and replied, "I’m free. Where are you?"
"I’ve been staying at a friend’s place. Somewhere in Nanlin District, I think? Not entirely sure."
"Ah, not far then. I’m in Yonghe District. What do you feel like eating tonight?"
"No idea what’s good in Haicheng. You’re the local—you pick. I’ll eat whatever you’re treating me to."
"Fine. Send me your location—I’ll come get you now."
"Ok~"
……
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?"
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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?"
