After a few seconds of thought, Su Yang replied, "Forget it, let's go with the Rolls. It's more upscale, and an SUV is more convenient for trips to the countryside. Might as well max out the prestige for my buddy's wedding."
With that settled, Su Yang turned and carried the empty bowl into the kitchen to wash it. Then he walked over to the bar and made himself an iced Americano, taking a satisfying sip.
"Mmm~~ That hits the spot!"
[Ding! Detecting the host's current state of comfort—rewarding 1 million yuan.]
Su Yang tilted his head back and finished the drink in two gulps before tossing the cup into the sink to rinse it.
"Next up, I need to pick a location for building my countryside cottage. Ugh, what a headache. Oh well, might as well treat it as a fun little project."
As he spoke, he walked over to the couch, sat down, and pulled out his phone to start searching.
The system required a scenic spot for construction, so the suburbs were the only option—the city definitely wouldn’t meet the criteria.
When it came to choosing the city, Su Yang didn’t hesitate. He immediately locked in Haicheng. Building in Yangcheng would’ve been cheaper, but he wasn’t short on cash right now.
Plus, going to Yangcheng would’ve been a hassle—over a hundred kilometers back and forth, way too exhausting. Totally unnecessary.
After browsing through several suburban areas in Haicheng, he found that each had its own pros and cons.
Half an hour later, Su Yang finally settled on a place called Lianwu Lake Town in the Jiangyue District of Haicheng’s northern suburbs.
He’d been there once before on a company retreat, and the memory stuck with him.
Lianwu Lake got its name from the thin mist that often rose over the water during autumn and winter, thanks to its pristine ecosystem.
It was also a well-known open scenic area in Haicheng, with many villages dotting the lakeshore.
The entire Lianwu Lake scenic zone covered about 260 square kilometers, boasting breathtaking views—serene waters, lush mountains, like something out of a fairy tale. Perfect for the system’s requirements.
The area also had plenty of rural guesthouses, and in the summer, crowds would drive over for barbecues, fishing, and relaxation.
It was only about 25 kilometers from downtown Haicheng—not too far, making trips back and forth convenient.
"No second thoughts, this is the place!"
Su Yang shut off his phone, ready to head over for an on-site inspection.
The last time he’d been there was two or three years ago. Who knew if things had changed since then?
No time to waste. Su Yang got up, grabbed the Bentley Bentayga’s keys by the door, and stepped out.
"Time’s tight! Just over forty days to build a house from scratch. Wonder if I could just buy an existing one and renovate it..."
"Let me check."
—System? If I buy a place, can I just renovate it instead?
[No. The task requires construction from the ground up.]
—Tch, figures. Alright then.
"Guess I’ll check it out first. If it’s too much, I’ll ask Old Meng—guy’s got connections. He’ll know what to do."
Two minutes later, Su Yang reached the parking lot, slid into the Bentayga’s driver seat, pulled up navigation, and started the engine, easing out of the spot.
Just as he turned onto the road, his WeChat rang.
Glancing at his phone, he saw it was a call from Meng Qianyu.
He tapped to answer, and her cheerful voice filled the car.
"Hey, Su Yang, where are you?"
"Just left the house. What’s up?"
"Nothing major. Just wanted to hang out~"
"Hang out? Your foot better already?"
"That spray you bought me works great! I used it a few times yesterday, and today it’s way better—I can walk a little now."
Su Yang chuckled. "If you can barely walk, what’re you gonna do for fun? Wait till it’s fully healed."
"But staying home is so boring!"
"What about your sister?"
"Her? She’s glued to her laptop binge-watching dramas. Won’t even talk to me."
"Hah, sounds rough. But I’ve got something to take care of—heading out right now."
"Where to?"
"Lianwu Lake."
"Lianwu Lake? I think I’ve been there once."
"You have?"
"Yeah, ages ago. You going with friends?"
"Nah, just scouting. Planning to buy a place there."
"Buy a place? Why? Don’t you already have one?" Meng Qianyu sounded confused.
Su Yang couldn’t explain it all in a few words, so he kept it simple. "The scenery’s great. Gonna see if there’s a good spot to build a countryside cottage. When city life gets old, I’ll invite friends over for fishing and gardening."
"That sounds amazing!!" Meng Qianyu sounded genuinely excited.
Su Yang laughed. "Yeah, no big deal. Just checking it out."
"Can I come with you?"
"You? Your foot’s still hurt."
"I can’t stand being cooped up. I wanna get some fresh air, see the views. Please??"
Her tone turned slightly pleading by the end.
Su Yang hesitated. "But I’m already on the road..."
"Just turn around and pick me up! I’ll drag my sister along too—she’s been rotting on the couch all day."
As Su Yang debated, Pan Ning’s voice cut in from the other end: "Come get us."
"Hah! Hear that, Su Yang? My sister’s orders."
"Ugh, you’re killing me. Fine, fine. Get changed quick—I’ll be there soon."
"Yay!! Best news ever~"
Su Yang shook his head with a smile. "Alright, talk later. Bye."
Hanging up, he sighed. "No personal time at all. Thought I’d go alone, but nope—gotta bring people along. Whatever. U-turn it is."
He turned at the next intersection.
Twenty minutes later, he pulled into the Qianshan Peninsula villa district.
Su Yang called Pan Ning, and she picked up after two rings.
"Hey, almost there."
"Got it. We’ll head out."
A few minutes later, he stopped outside Pan Ning’s villa.
Meng Qianyu stood beside her sister, slightly tiptoeing. Both were dressed lightly for the weather.
Pan Ning wore a purple baseball cap, sunglasses, a gray tank top, ripped denim shorts, and white LV sneakers.
Meng Qianyu had on a yellow floppy hat, a pale yellow floral sundress, and white bunny slippers.
When a Bentley Bentayga rolled up, Pan Ning frowned slightly.
Su Yang lowered the window and called out, "What’re you staring at?"
"Su Yang!" Meng Qianyu beamed, waving excitedly.
"Hey, Qianyu."
"You bought another car?" Pan Ning eyed the vehicle skeptically.
"Uh, had it for a while. Just never drove it much."
"Really? This looks brand new."
"It is new. I’ve got a bunch of cars—plenty you haven’t seen yet."
"Whatever." Pan Ning reached out to steady Meng Qianyu as they walked toward the car.
"Need help?" Su Yang asked.
"No."
Pan Ning replied, then moved to the back seat, opening the car door and helping Meng Qianyu settle in. She didn’t choose the passenger seat either, instead sliding into the back alongside Meng Qianyu.
"You two would’ve been better off staying home. Why insist on tagging along? It’s not like I’m going out for fun."
"We were bored. I just wanted to get some fresh air and take in the scenery. Whether it’s fun or not doesn’t matter."
Su Yang chuckled helplessly. "Fine then. Buckle up—let’s go."
"Got it~"

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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?"