In an instant, Chu Qiunan was completely stunned, standing there with vacant eyes.
The others nearby, seeing his state, walked over and looked at the phone still held in Chu Qiunan's hand.
After a few seconds, Liu Bo exclaimed, "Holy crap!!! Did you really get it?"
"Dammit!! That shouldn't be! I couldn't get it!" Zhang Ziming snatched the phone to look.
Meng Wenzhou, meanwhile, gave Su Yang a thumbs-up. "It has to be you~"
"Yangyang, you jerk, confess honestly. How did you sweet-talk those two girls into giving you their WeChat?"
"One would be one thing, but you actually got both?!" Zhang Ziming stared at Su Yang, speaking with envy and jealousy.
Su Yang blinked and smiled. "What if I said they were the ones who asked for my WeChat first? Would you believe me?"
"What??!"
"That's impossible! Didn't those girls say they don't add strangers on WeChat? Which one of us isn't handsome and presentable? Why would they only add you?"
Su Yang spread his hands and shook his head. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? They really did come ask me for my WeChat. If you don't believe me, ask this handsome guy~"
As he spoke, Su Yang pointed at the barista making coffee.
The barista, seeing this, smiled at the group. "It's true, those two beauties were the ones who proactively asked this handsome guy for his WeChat."
"No way??"
"I quit!" Chu Qiunan plopped down onto the steps.
Meng Wenzhou laughed. "What? Your confidence shattered?"
"Old Su here is born with major peach blossom luck. Who can compete with that~ Not fun."
"You haven't spent enough time with Old Su. We're long used to it~" Meng Wenzhou gave a helpless smile.
"Sir, your coffee is ready~"
Su Yang turned and walked to the counter. "Okay, thanks. How much?"
"That'll be 75 total."
"Alright." Su Yang took out his phone to scan the QR code for payment.
Then he looked at the others. "Get your coffee~"
"Hey, at least you have some conscience, knowing to buy us coffee."
"Hehe, tonight's expenses are on you guys to split."
"Fine then~"
Each holding a cup of coffee, they walked to a wooden table not far from the coffee shop entrance and sat down.
"The girls are getting their nails done—no, getting their hair braided—will probably take quite a while. What should we do now?"
Liu Bo tilted his head, looking at the others.
The rest shook their heads. "No idea. It's getting late anyway. Once they're done with their hair, let's just find a place to eat."
"Mm, but after eating, are we going drinking again? Feels kinda boring." Ji Bo took a sip of his coffee and said.
"Then what do you want to do?" Chu Qiunan asked.
"I don't know either. Just feel like drinking isn't that fun. Mainly because you can drink anywhere. I want to find something more interesting~"
"Elaborate."
"I don't have any ideas. Wait, let me go ask that barista guy."
Ji Bo stood up as he spoke and walked to the counter. "Excuse me, handsome."
The barista turned to look at Ji Bo. "Yes, sir?"
"Are you a local of Licheng?"
The barista nodded with a smile. "Yes, I grew up in Licheng."
"Then you must know Licheng pretty well?"
"Uh-huh, very familiar~"
Ji Bo rolled his eyes and grinned. "So, besides drinking, are there any other fun places in Licheng?"
"What kind of fun are you talking about, sir?"
"You know what I mean~" Ji Bo gave a sly smile.
"Uh... if it's that kind, then I'm not too familiar. Mainly because I'm still young, never been."
"Pfft. Then tell me, what other fun places are there?"
"There are fun ones. Let me think for a sec~" The barista propped his chin with his hand, thought for a moment, then looked at Ji Bo.
"I thought of one place."
"Where?"
"But it might be a bit far, not in the city center."
"Location doesn't matter, as long as it's fun and exciting~"
"It is pretty exciting."
"Then just say it already~" Ji Bo asked impatiently.
"Alright. There's a large escape room base near the suburbs. I went once before, it was really fun and thrilling. But..."
"But what?"
"People who scare easily might get frightened. Their base is located kinda in the middle of nowhere, converted from an abandoned, dilapidated factory. Playing there at night is a little scary, but it's okay if you have a big group."
"Oh? That sounds like a good alternative. Seems more interesting than drinking."
'A scary place, perfect for me to show off in front of the beauties! Hahaha, nice!'
Thinking this, Ji Bo looked at the barista and continued, "By the way, handsome, are you sure there aren't any... unclean things at that place you mentioned?"
The barista shook his head with a laugh. "How could there be? If there really were, would I still be here selling coffee?"
"Mm, that's true."
"But that place is definitely scarier than most escape rooms on the market. However, they've been open for three or four years now. There definitely aren't any unclean things, otherwise they would've shut down long ago."
"Scary is fine, as long as they don't mix in one or two real ones during the game, that wouldn't be fun."
"Haha, impossible. Even if you wanted real ones, there aren't any."
Ji Bo nodded satisfactorily. "Okay then. Oh, let me ask one more thing. Does this place you mentioned have a minimum number of people?"
The barista nodded. "Yes, you need a minimum number to start. If I remember correctly, all their themes require at least 10 people to enter because the place is especially big. If you don't have enough people, you can team up with other customers when you get there."
"We have enough people."
"Then that's fine~"
Ji Bo thought for a moment, then looked at the barista. "Alright, thanks."
"You're welcome~"
After speaking, Ji Bo prepared to leave, but suddenly remembered he didn't have the specific address yet.
He turned back to the barista. "Handsome, how about you add me on WeChat and send me the specific address? Otherwise, we won't be able to find it."
"Sure. It's actually on the group-buying apps too, but I'll just send it to you."
After they added each other on WeChat, the barista searched for a bit and then sent the address of a place called "Soul-Shock Castle" escape room to Ji Bo's phone.
"Got it, thanks!"
"You're welcome. Hope you guys have fun."
Ji Bo put his phone back in his bag, turned around, walked back, and sat down with the others.
"Did you find out about any fun places?" Zhang Ziming asked, looking at Ji Bo.
Ji Bo put on a mysterious air. "When I go asking, of course I find out. Hehe, we're not going drinking tonight."
"Then just tell us what we're doing!"
Ji Bo took out his phone, opened WeChat, tapped on the address the barista sent him, and placed it on the table with a smile. "Here."
The others leaned in to look. Liu Bo was puzzled. "What's 'Soul-Shock Castle'?"
"A haunted house?"
"What haunted house? Haven't you ever played an escape room?"
"Ohh, so it's just an escape room. I thought you found out about some place where we could play basketball." Chu Qiunan said, not very interested.
"All you ever think about is basketball. Play less, it's not good for your health."
"Don't tell me you don't want to."
"I do, but I can control myself."
"Pfft~"
Su Yang looked at his phone and said, "Going to an escape room could work too."
"Right? And this isn't just any ordinary escape room. The staff told me this place is extremely scary. Think about it, going to such a terrifying place with the girls, wouldn't the opportunities just skyrocket?"
"Oh yeah."
"Heh, and the place is supposedly out in the middle of nowhere, converted from some abandoned factory. Just thinking about it is exciting."
"Middle of nowhere?" Zhang Ziming repeated.
"Yeah."
"Isn't that a bit too exciting? Why don't we just find one in the city to play? No need to go all the way out to the wilderness."
"Ziming, you really are a scaredy-cat," Liu Bo teased on purpose.
"It's all because of how you scared me back in Lucheng, dammit."
"Heh, don't be scared. I'm here, you can play with confidence."
"Fine then. As long as you guys can persuade the girls, we'll go."
"I have a suggestion," Ji Bo said, raising his hand.
"What suggestion?" The others turned to look at him.
"The girls on our side only really like hanging out with Brother Yang. When we go to the escape room, none of us will have a female partner, so there's basically no chance. Why don't we use the time we have now? The five of us go out on the street and each try to invite a girl to come play with us tonight?"
Hearing this, Chu Qiunan immediately perked up: "Now you're speaking my language."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”

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?"