On the ancient city street late at night, two people stood quietly gazing at each other.
Su Yang had his head slightly lowered, while Ren Lingxi had hers slightly raised.
At this moment, they were standing very close, as if an invisible magnet was pulling their bodies together.
Ren Lingxi's mind went blank. Just as she was about to close her eyes and indulge in a moment of recklessness, a breeze blew, stirring the strands of hair on her forehead.
In a daze, Ren Lingxi snapped back to reality. She hurriedly opened her eyes and turned her head away: "Uh..."
Seeing this, Su Yang thought to himself: 'Damn wind!!'
"Su... Brother Su Yang, let's go."
"Okay."
Each taking a deep breath, they continued walking towards the inn.
No one spoke for the final stretch of the journey, another five or six minutes passed.
Su Yang followed Ren Lingxi to the front of an inn called "Moon Sets, Crows Caw."
On the inn's main door was a piece of A4 paper with the words "Late Return Phone Number" written on it, below which was a mobile number.
"Brother Su Yang, wait a moment, please. I'll make a call to have someone open the door."
"Alright."
Ren Lingxi took out her phone and dialed the number. After saying a few words, she hung up and turned to look at Su Yang: "Brother Su Yang, thank you for walking me back so late."
Su Yang shook his head with a smile: "You're welcome. Well, I'll be off then~"
"Uh, okay." Ren Lingxi suddenly felt a turmoil in her heart. Watching Su Yang turn to leave, she opened her mouth and finally called out.
"Brother Su Yang."
"Hmm? What's up?" Su Yang turned back and asked.
"It's... it's nothing. Oh, right, how many days are you planning to stay and play in Li City?"
Su Yang looked up thoughtfully and said, "We should leave the day after tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow... returning to Haicheng?"
"No, we're continuing our road trip to Sichuan Province, then into Tibet, and finally crossing a no-man's-land to get to Saimu Lake in Xinjiang."
Hearing Su Yang's words, an idea suddenly sprouted in Ren Lingxi's heart.
She bit her lip and said, "I... could I go with you?"
"You want to go too?"
"Mhmm, I've always loved traveling, but my friends are all busy and we can never coordinate. But now we're friends too, so I was wondering if I could join you as well?"
"Mainly because the route you described sounds so interesting."
"That's true. We discussed it for a long time before choosing this route."
As he spoke, Su Yang walked up to Ren Lingxi and continued: "If you want to go, that's fine. Our car has room. But do you have that much time?"
"We'll probably be playing along the way for quite a while~"
"Time, oh right."
Ren Lingxi lowered her head in thought and then said: "How long do you plan to travel for?"
"At least half a month, otherwise we won't be able to cover everything."
"That long? If that's the case, then I probably can't make it. I can only stay and play for five or six more days at most before I have to return to Haicheng."
Looking at Ren Lingxi, Su Yang said with some regret: "That's a bit of a shame then. Five or six days definitely wouldn't be enough, especially since we plan to cross the no-man's-land."
"When were you originally planning to return to Haicheng?"
"Tomorrow. Ah, well, it seems I'll just have to stick to my original plan and return." Ren Lingxi sighed.
Su Yang smiled and said: "That's the only way then. Next time. Anyway, our group often plans trips together, and we all live in Haicheng. Next time we go out, I'll let you know in advance."
Ren Lingxi looked up at Su Yang, her eyes lighting up with a smile: "Okay! It's a deal then. Next time you guys go out to play, you must call me."
"No problem!"
Creak~
As they were talking, the inn door opened from the inside.
Ren Lingxi turned and exchanged a few words with the staff member who opened the door, who then went back inside first.
Then she walked up to Su Yang and said: "Well, Brother Su Yang, I'll head in now. You should go back and rest early too."
"Alright, have a safe trip tomorrow~"
"You guys too~"
"Then, see you in Haicheng." Su Yang looked at Ren Lingxi and smiled.
"See you in Haicheng."
They waved goodbye to each other, and Su Yang turned to leave.
But he had only taken a couple of steps when Ren Lingxi's voice called out from behind him once more.
He turned to look and asked: "Is there still..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Ren Lingxi mustered her courage, quickly walked up to him, stood on her tiptoes, and lightly kissed him on the lips.
Then, her face flushed, she bit her lip, looked at Su Yang and said: "Goodnight, Brother Su Yang."
After saying this, she turned and ran into the inn, closing the door behind her.
Su Yang stood frozen in place, staring at the inn door, savoring the moment for a few seconds before a gentle smile spread across his face.
'What to do, it's the feeling of a heartbeat. This girl fits my type perfectly.'
"Hoo~" Su Yang exhaled, glanced up at the inn, then turned and walked into the night.
......
On the way back, he took out his phone and checked WeChat.
He saw several messages from Pan Ning sent over ten minutes ago.
"Damn, why didn't my phone ring?"
Su Yang quickly opened Pan Ning's chat window to look.
"We've wrapped up over here. Where are you guys?"
"Not finished yet?"
"Reply when you see this. Come to my room when you get back."
Su Yang scratched his ear and typed a reply: "Just saw it. My phone was on silent. On my way back now."
"Okay, waiting for you~"
"Coming."
Su Yang exited the chat with Pan Ning, opened the guys' exclusive group chat, tagged the others and asked: What's your situation now? Coming back to the inn?
Chu Qiunan: I wanted to come back, but Wen Li is really quite drunk, so I had no choice but to take her to her room to look after her a bit.
Su Yang smiled and replied: Then take your time looking after her.
At that moment, Ji Bo also replied: I just got Xiao Ling back to the inn too. She insisted on having a couple more drinks with me. No helping it, probably won't make it back tonight.
Su Yang: Alright then. Pay attention to the time. Be back at the inn before ten tomorrow. We still have to go to Yulong Snow Mountain.
Ji Bo: Ok.
After Ji Bo's reply, no one else responded.
Seems they were already chatting.
Su Yang put away his phone and walked towards the inn.
About ten minutes later, he returned to the courtyard where he was staying.
He first tilted his head to look at Zhong Qing's room next to his own. The lights inside were already off.
'Looks like she's asleep.'
Thinking this, Su Yang walked towards the staircase. After reaching the second floor, he glanced at Su Qingci's room. The lights were off there too.
"Probably all tired from playing."
He said this as he walked up to the third floor and arrived at Pan Ning's door. The light inside was still on.
Knock knock knock~
Su Yang gently knocked on the door.
"Coming." Pan Ning's voice came from inside the room.
A few seconds later, Pan Ning opened the door.
Seeing Pan Ning, who had already freshened up, Su Yang smiled and asked: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Waiting for you."
After saying this, Pan Ning turned and walked inside, rubbing her freshly washed hair.
Su Yang entered the room and closed the door.
"How was your day? Did you have fun?"
"Not bad. The murder mystery game is great in every way, except it's too time-consuming."
"What about you guys?"
Su Yang walked over and sat down on the sofa, saying: "Us, we ran into a bit of an unexpected situation."
Hearing the word "unexpected," Pan Ning immediately stopped what she was doing and hurriedly came over to sit down beside Su Yang.
"What happened?"
"Nothing much. Just ran into a weird guy. I got into a fight with him and then handed him over to the police."
"Huh??!"
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"It was already past two in the morning when I left the station. Then I went back to the old town, had a few drinks with Old Meng and the others, and it just slipped my mind."
Pan Ning stared at Su Yang. "You didn't get hurt anywhere, did you?"
Su Yang smiled, spreading his hands open. "Do I look hurt? Don't worry, your average person can't lay a finger on me."
Pan Ning let out a sigh of relief. "Next time something happens, if I'm not around, you have to tell me right away."
"Got it~"

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?"

] [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!"

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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.”