Liu Meng sighed helplessly. If they weren't still getting acquainted, she would've given the chubby guy a playful "big sister" punch.
She shifted her gaze to Su Yang and complimented him generously, "You're Su Yang, right? I didn’t expect you to have such a great physique."
"Thanks for the praise, beautiful. You’ve got an amazing figure yourself."
As they spoke, the remaining girls emerged from the changing room.
Leading the group were Tang Ziyun and Han Xiaoyu, while Pan Ning and Shen Yixue followed behind.
The four guys froze, their eyes widening at the sight of so much fair skin, unsure where to look first.
To their surprise, all four girls were wearing matching sexy bikinis.
Han Xiaoyu and Tang Ziyun had particularly stunning figures, and the bikinis only amplified their allure, making it impossible to look away.
Han Xiaoyu wore a dark green bikini, while Tang Ziyun opted for purple—both with eye-catching "headlights" that drew immediate attention.
Zhang Ziming and Liu Bo unconsciously swallowed hard, their eyes glued to those "lights" without a second’s pause.
Su Yang, however, was focused on Pan Ning. She wore a light brown patterned bikini, standing tall at 170 cm with flawless legs and proportions. Combined with her breathtaking beauty, Su Yang found himself momentarily entranced.
Beside her, Shen Yixue sported a pink bikini. Though her figure was also impressive, she paled in comparison to Pan Ning in every aspect.
Still, Su Yang didn’t miss a thing—his gaze swept over all four girls, ensuring no one was left out.
As they approached, Tang Ziyun immediately noticed Su Yang, her eyes gleaming with admiration at his physique.
"You girls are absolutely stunning!" Meng Wenzhou couldn’t help but exclaim loudly.
Han Xiaoyu smiled shyly. "You guys have great bodies too." Though she said this, her eyes never left Su Yang.
"Really? I think so too," Zhang Ziming chuckled.
Shen Yixue shot him a glare and walked over. "You call this a good body? Have you seen Su Yang’s?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ziming’s smile vanished. "Don’t even mention him. It’s infuriating! But just wait—if I start training, I’ll surpass him in less than two months."
"Pfft. You call that a small difference?"
"Can’t you at least save me some face?" Zhang Ziming grumbled.
Laughing, the group headed toward the beach, quickly drawing the attention of nearby tourists.
Most of the men were fixated on Pan Ning and the others in their bikinis, while the women unanimously stared at Su Yang.
Two girls lounging on beach chairs sat up abruptly, removing their sunglasses.
"Yuanyuan, look over there! That guy is so hot!!!"
"Oh my god, what kind of heavenly face is that?! And his body—ahhh, I can’t take it! I need to meet him!" Yuanyuan gushed, her heart-shaped eyes locked on Su Yang in the distance.
"Calm down. Look at the girls around him. Guys like that aren’t for people like us."
"Ugh, Yujie, why? Why?!"
"Maybe get a boob job? Men love that, you know."
"Eh, forget it. I’m not spending that kind of money."
"But the other guys with him aren’t bad either. I kinda like that one more," Yujie said, eyeing Meng Wenzhou.
"Well, I’m all about the best body. Let’s pretend to go play—I want a closer look."
"Deal!"
......
Reaching the shore, Su Yang spread his arms and took a deep breath, gazing at the endless ocean.
"So? Isn’t the water here crystal clear?" Meng Wenzhou grinned.
"It’s incredible. I can’t wait—I’m diving in!"
Su Yang abandoned all pretense of composure, shouting excitedly before sprinting into the waves.
For the first time in over twenty years, he embraced the sea, playing in the water like an overjoyed child.
[Ding! Detecting host’s first-ever ocean swim—joyful and exhilarating. Reward: 800,000.]
Meng Wenzhou called after him, "Hey, Su! Don’t go too far! The currents can pull you out!"
"Got it, don’t worry!" Su Yang replied with a laugh.
The others soon joined, wading into the water. Pan Ning and Shen Yixue, however, stayed more reserved, sitting where the waves barely reached their ankles.
"Aren’t you coming in?" Tang Ziyun asked.
"Not yet. The water’s still chilly—I need a minute," Shen Yixue explained.
"Suit yourselves. We’re going in!"
Tang Ziyun grabbed Han Xiaoyu and Xia Keke, running until the water reached their thighs before stopping.
Liu Meng also stayed behind, sitting with Pan Ning and Shen Yixue to chat.
By now, Su Yang had swum nearly ten meters from shore.
He was actually an excellent swimmer. Though Yangcheng had no ocean, he’d spent his childhood splashing in rivers with friends.
Back then, entertainment was scarce, and in their poorer neighborhood, the local unnamed creek was the kids’ playground.
Time had erased that creek, but Su Yang’s skills remained. Having practically grown up in water—and now with an 87-point physique—he could swim for hours without tiring.
Cramps? Impossible. Between his natural endurance and the "Body Management Master" skill, his body was built for this.
Seeing Su Yang drift farther, Meng Wenzhou and the others grew concerned.
"Su! Come back!" Liu Bo shouted.
But with twenty meters between them and the noise of other beachgoers, Su Yang didn’t hear.
"This is amazing! Finally swimming in the ocean!"
"Still… better not push it. If a shark shows up, I’m done for. I just got rich—life’s too good to end as fish food."
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he imagined a shark brushing his leg.
Panicked, he turned back.
Reality wasn’t a movie—no shark appeared.
This was shallow, tourist-safe water, after all.
Cutting through the waves, Su Yang raced back with freestyle speed, rejoining the others.
"Dude, you went way too far! We’ve been yelling forever!" Liu Bo splashed.
"First time in the ocean—got carried away," Su Yang admitted sheepishly.
"Luckily the waves aren’t too strong today, or you’d have had a hard time swimming back. I was so nervous my toes curled up, you know?"
"Heh, relax, I’m not going any farther. Just staying here to play. Hey, where’d those girls go?"
"Over by the shore—they didn’t dare go too deep," Zhang Ziming said, glancing toward the beach.
Su Yang grinned and nudged him. "Come on, let’s swim over and join them."
"Hah, I was just thinking the same thing!" Meng Wenzhou laughed.
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?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.”
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)
