A few minutes later, Su Yang and Xia Li stepped out onto the street, instantly immersing themselves in the "world of the future."
The sidewalks were bustling with crowds, colorful lights flickered everywhere, and vehicles of all kinds jostled for parking spaces along the road.
Xia Li pointed to the left and said, "This way."
"How much farther?"
"Just a few dozen meters, right up ahead."
"This street is so crowded—what if the place you mentioned is full?"
Xia Li chuckled. "Very possible~ Let’s check it out first. If there’s no space, we’ll go somewhere else."
"Fair enough."
As they chatted and weaved through the crowd, they drew frequent glances—some excited, some surprised, some shy—from the trendy young men and women around them.
The two of them were simply too striking in looks and stature. In less crowded places, it wasn’t as noticeable, but on a busy street like this, they stood out effortlessly.
Still, Su Yang had grown somewhat accustomed to these reactions by now. As for Xia Li, she was used to it—wherever she went, male attention was inevitable.
Good looks guaranteed a high rate of second glances, regardless of gender.
Soon, they arrived at what appeared to be an adorably themed "bar" by the roadside.
The shop was nestled on the left side of the street, its entrance crowned by a bright screen displaying four large, playful characters in colorful fonts: Zero Zero Grape Bar.
The sign flickered like the neon lights outside a hair salon.
The entrance sat atop a small platform, accessible by a wooden staircase from the street. The platform was decorated with cutouts of cartoon characters—mostly female—from various anime.
Su Yang, who didn’t watch anime, didn’t recognize a single one. He frowned slightly. "This is the place?"
"Yep, this is it. Ever been?"
"If I had, I wouldn’t be asking. Is this really a bar? Feels more like an anime merch store."
Xia Li blinked playfully. "You’ll see when we go in~ Come on."
She led the way up the wooden steps, and Su Yang, deciding not to overthink it, followed.
Pushing past a beaded curtain, they stepped through a glass door into the establishment.
Inside, a straight corridor stretched ahead, about two to three meters wide and seven to eight meters long.
The walls were painted in vibrant colors, illuminated on one side by yellow lights and the other by pink—creating a dreamy, psychedelic vibe reminiscent of the street outside.
Framed posters of anime girls in bikinis hung crookedly along both walls. The corridor was filled with the upbeat tune of a Japanese anime song.
Su Yang glanced around, puzzled. "This place feels... kinda weird."
Xia Li kept walking. "What’s weird about it? It’s just a bar. Hurry up."
At the end of the corridor stood a door designed to look like a futuristic refrigerator.
Su Yang stared at it, deep in thought. "Am I just old-fashioned? Is this how bars are now?"
Xia Li smirked. "How long has it been since you went out? Lots of bars are like this now—but this one’s a bit different. Come on, let me show you something new~"
With that, she pulled open the "fridge door" and stepped inside.
Su Yang followed, but what lay beyond wasn’t the typical bar or nightclub scene he’d imagined.
Instead, it was a small room, no more than ten square meters. To the left was a purple loveseat, and against the right wall stood a counter, behind which two women dressed as bunny girls were stationed.
One had long, ash-gray hair; the other, short chestnut-brown locks. Both wore large white bunny ears atop their heads.
Their outfits consisted of black, deep-V mini-dresses that left little to the imagination, paired with fishnet stockings.
As the newcomers entered, the two greeted them with sweet, practiced smiles. "Good evening, handsome and beautiful~ Welcome to Zero Zero Grape Bar!"
Their voices were sugary, their expressions demure. Su Yang swallowed subtly. Hmm? Now this is a look I can appreciate!
Xia Li approached the counter. "Any seats left inside?"
"Let me check for you~" The slightly plumper girl smiled and bent over to consult the computer.
Su Yang took a moment to study the two. At first glance, they were attractive—but upon closer inspection, their heavy makeup masked flaws that would likely drop their appeal from an 80 to a 60 or lower barefaced.
Still, in this moment, they were easy on the eyes—especially with the added bonus of their risqué outfits.
Once done with his appraisal, Su Yang stepped forward and grinned at the slimmer girl. "This bar’s got quite the unique vibe, huh? I thought the corridor would lead straight to the main area. Didn’t expect a separate reception room."
The girl beamed. "That’s right, sir! It’s our signature style. The bar’s just through that door~"
She gestured to an unremarkable wooden door. Oddly, no thumping music could be heard from the other side.
Su Yang raised an eyebrow. "Why’s it so quiet in there?"
"Our bar isn’t the loud, rowdy kind. It’s more... relaxed~"
"Ah, got it."
Just then, the plumper girl looked up at Xia Li. "You’re in luck—there’s one private room left!"
"Perfect. Book it for us."
"Right away~"
After a few quick taps on the keyboard, she nodded. "All set! Ran Ran, please escort them in~"
The slimmer girl—Ran Ran—smiled and stepped out from behind the counter. "This way, please~"
As Su Yang followed, he stole another glance and mused, Not bad at all~ Who knew Xia Li was into places like this?
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Ran Ran led them to the door, twisted the handle, and pushed it open with a smile. "After you~"
Su Yang and Xia Li stepped through—and Su Yang’s brows lifted in surprise. "I thought this place would be small, but it’s huge?"
Beyond the door lay a space spanning nearly 300 square meters, its décor an explosion of anime-inspired kitsch—pink, fluffy, and overwhelmingly cute.
Half the area resembled a traditional bar’s open lounge, with irregularly arranged seating booths.
The other half featured futuristic "spaceship cabins"—private rooms shaped like interstellar vessels. Whether this sci-fi twist was intentional or just another layer of the bar’s chaotic charm was unclear.
The lighting here differed from the corridor’s, blending purples, blues, and reds into a neon-soaked, cyberpunk dreamscape.
The lighting inside was noticeably dimmer compared to the outside, giving off not just a cyberpunk vibe but also a faintly seedy roadside massage parlor feel.
The lounge was packed, every booth filled with uniformly young, attractive men and women chatting and laughing over drinks.
Almost every table had one or two girls dressed in sexy anime-style outfits accompanying the guests as they drank.
Su Yang swallowed hard and thought to himself, Damn, this service is next level.
He turned to Ran Ran beside him and asked, "Hey, those girls dressed like you—they’re all staff here, right?"
Ran Ran smiled and nodded. "That’s right, handsome~ Every table gets one staff member to help with service, and the first one’s complimentary. If you want more, though, there’s an extra charge."
Su Yang nodded. "Ah, got it. So that’s one of your shop’s specialties?"
"Yep~ One of the many," she replied playfully.
Hearing this, Su Yang smirked. "Alright then, lead the way."
Ran Ran gestured gracefully. "Right this way, handsome~"
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ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

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.