Meng Qianyu sat on the edge of the bed, her cheeks puffed out in annoyance. "What's the big deal about smoking a cigarette, anyway!"
"I just wanted to see what it tastes like. Besides, I'm in my twenties; am I not allowed to smoke?"
Pan Ning rolled her eyes at Meng Qianyu. "If you aren't afraid of getting a beating, go ask him for one again."
"Hmph, I'll buy a pack myself when we go out later!"
......
The group chatted idly for a while, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
At 5:15 PM, everyone started talking in the group chat.
Ji Bo: Brothers and sisters, are we ready to set off?
Meng Wenzhou posted the address for dinner into the group: This is where we're eating later. It's a Tibetan restaurant. Does anyone have any objections?
Chu Qiunan: None here. Since we're in the Tibetan region, naturally we have to try Tibetan food.
Zhang Ziming: Agreed, Tibetan food is quite good.
Zhong Qing: I have no issues.
Tang Ziyun: So, are we leaving now?
Meng Wenzhou: OK, let's go. @Chu Qiunan @Ji Bo, you two wait for us in the lobby.
Chu Qiunan: Received.
Ji Bo: Roger that~
After the chat, Su Yang and the other guys opened their doors and walked out.
They went to the girls' room next door and knocked.
"Open up, open up~ Time to go."
"Wait a second, we're changing clothes~" Su Qingci shouted from inside the room.
"Alright, hurry up then. We'll wait for you at the door."
"OK."
Five minutes later, the six girls walked out, all changed into fresh outfits.
Pan Ning was wearing a black baseball cap, a loose grey shirt layered over a white T-shirt, ripped jeans, and a pair of white Chanel skate shoes.
Meng Qianyu had changed into a pale blue dress with a cinched waist paired with a light jacket and a bucket hat, looking pure and adorable.
The others had also put on light jackets, as Kangding could get a bit chilly in the evening.
The girls walked quickly toward the boys, each carrying a large bag in their hands.
Su Yang walked up to Pan Ning and asked, "What are you doing with those big bags?"
"These are the clothes we changed out of earlier. We're going to take them to get washed~"
"Oh, I see. Are you hungry?"
Pan Ning nodded. "A little bit."
"Then let's get moving~"
"What are you two whispering about over there?" Meng Wenzhou walked over with a smile.
"Nothing, let's go."
A few minutes later, the ten of them arrived at the guesthouse lobby, where Chu Qiunan and Ji Bo were already sitting in the lounge area drinking tea and waiting.
"You're here~ Let's go."
"Wait a moment, we're going to give these clothes to the staff to wash."
This guesthouse provided free laundry service. The girls walked to the front desk, handed their bags of clothes to the staff, and after making a note of the details, everyone chatted as they headed toward the parking lot outside.
"Should we bring our clothes down to wash when we get back later?" Liu Bo asked, looking at the other guys.
"Sure, otherwise I'm going to run out of clothes to wear," Zhang Ziming laughed.
"OK, but will they dry in one night?" Ji Bo asked.
Zhang Ziming rolled his eyes at him. "Since they offer this service, they obviously have dryers."
"Oh, right, haha."
"Worrying about nothing. And to think you're a little tycoon."
"Who said I was a tycoon?" Ji Bo paused.
"You drive an M4 and you're not rich?"
"What does an M4 count for? It can't compare to what you guys have. Besides, I didn't pay for that car myself; I had to beg my old man for over a month before he bought it for me."
"Then you have the nerve to talk? You freeloader."
"You're the freeloader!"
......
After bantering for a bit, they got into their respective cars and drove slowly toward the Kangding county center.
Ten minutes later, the three cars arrived at the entrance of the restaurant Meng Wenzhou had booked.
Fortunately, the place he reserved had a large courtyard for guests to park; otherwise, finding a parking spot in the old district of Kangding would have been quite a struggle.
Everyone drove their cars into the courtyard of the Tibetan restaurant.
The establishment looked quite large, consisting of three two-story buildings and a courtyard that could accommodate over a dozen cars.
The courtyard was already nearly full. Luckily, they had arrived relatively early; if they had been any later, there probably wouldn't have been any spots left.
After parking, the twelve of them walked toward the main entrance one after another.
The sign above the main gate displayed the restaurant's name in both Chinese and Tibetan: Good Luck & Happiness Folk Tibetan Restaurant.
After lifting the red curtain hanging over the door, they entered the restaurant.
At that moment, a young man wearing Tibetan clothing, his cheeks slightly flushed with a natural highland glow, quickly walked over to greet them. He pressed his palms together and looked at them with a smile.
"Tashi Delek~"
"Oh, oh, Tashi Delek, Tashi Delek~" Liu Bo and Chu Qiunan, who were walking in the front, immediately returned the greeting.
"Welcome to Good Luck & Happiness Tibetan Restaurant. You handsome guys and beautiful ladies must be here on a self-driving tour, right?"
"Yes, that's right. We just arrived in Kangding today~"
"Wonderful. Please, come in~" The Tibetan young man very politely invited everyone inside.
The interior was spacious, and the layout and decoration were authentically Tibetan, featuring a lot of stone and wood.
Su Yang looked around. The walls were decorated in the traditional Tibetan color palette of red, yellow, and white, adorned with various exquisite patterns. The highland atmosphere hit him the moment he walked in.
Su Yang smiled as he looked around; this was his first time eating at an authentic Tibetan restaurant.
He had eaten Tibetan food back in Haicheng, but the owner wasn't Tibetan, and it hadn't been authentic at all.
Today, he could finally properly taste the real deal.
They followed the young man to a spacious table in the inner part of the restaurant. There were already several other tables of guests dining.
After they were seated, the young man brought over the menu and two pots of complimentary butter tea.
Meng Wenzhou had only ordered a set meal earlier, which definitely wouldn't be enough food, so everyone began to order additional dishes.
Soon, they ordered a bunch of items not included in the set: Beef with dough cover, hand-pulled beef and mutton, fried lamb chops, grilled shiitake mushrooms, Tibetan blood sausage, tomato stewed brisket, yak yogurt, and more.
In a short while, they had ordered a pile of dishes that exceeded the portion size for twelve people.
Seeing that Meng Wenzhou was preparing to order even more, the young man swallowed nervously and reminded him, "Handsome, you've ordered about enough. There's still the set meal. If you order more, I don't think you'll be able to finish it all~"
Hearing this, Liu Bo waved his hand dismissively. "Hehe, don't worry, young man. We have huge appetites. Thanks for the reminder, though."
Su Yang chimed in as well, "Don't worry. If we can't finish it, we'll pack it up for a late-night snack. It won't go to waste."
"Alright, alright."
Meng Wenzhou ordered two more dishes before finally stopping. "Okay, that's it."
"Alright. Handsome guys, beautiful ladies, please have some butter tea first. We'll serve the food very soon."
"OK, thanks for the trouble~"
"It's my pleasure. By the way, since you've ordered so much, I noticed you didn't order the ice-fresh yak meat. I'll give you a portion on the house to try."
"Oh? Ice-fresh yak meat?"
"Yes, it's a very famous local dish. Since you've come to Kangding, I suggest you give it a try."
"Okay, thank you so much. Are you the owner of this place?"
The young man smiled shyly. "No, no, I'm the owner's son."

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.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?