"Tch, did you guys really think I was some naive, sweet little thing? I'm actually quite smart."
"Haha, not bad, not bad. Here, a cigarette as a reward," Meng Wenzhou laughed, pulling out a cigarette.
"Get lost."
"Hehe, here you go, Old Su." Meng Wenzhou tossed a cigarette to Su Yang.
Su Yang caught it, lit it, and smiled. "That's why humans, as a species, really need friends."
"Yeah, friends are our mutual spiritual support. It's nice. I'm starting to enjoy hanging out with everyone more and more," Meng Wenzhou said with a smile, blowing out a puff of smoke.
"Then let's get together whenever we have time. Life is only a few short decades, we should cherish and enjoy the time we spend together."
"Exactly."
"Alright, alright, us girls haven't even said anything, where are you two grown men getting all these feelings from? It's so cheesy! Hurry up and grill the meat! I'm hungry!" Shen Yixue stood up and handed the skewered meat to Meng Wenzhou.
"Haha, alright, it's almost done, just hold on a little longer."
As they were chatting, Song Anquan ran over carrying a metal basin full of fish. "Brother!"
"What's up?" Su Yang turned his head and replied.
"Come take a look at this basin of fish."
Hearing this, a few girls gathered around to take a look. "Whoa, you caught this many?"
"Hehe, it's alright. Brother Fatty caught them all. He's really good at fishing."
Meng Wenzhou smiled and said, "Not bad, the guy has some good dumb luck today, actually catching this many white minnows."
"So how do we handle all these fish?" Han Xiaoyu asked.
"Grill them. There's at most twenty-five here, and we have twenty-three people. That's just a little over one per person, not that many."
"That's true, it's not a lot. But do these freshly caught fish need to be prepared, or do we just grill them directly?" Shen Yixue asked.
"Of course they need to be prepared. It's very simple, just leave it to me. Muhan, come take over for me here, I'll go prepare the fish."
"Okay." Li Muhan came to the grill to take over, while Su Yang carried the metal basin to the side, picked up a small knife, and started preparing the fish.
"Old Su really has some skills. If you gave these fish to me, I'd probably just be staring blankly at them." Meng Wenzhou shook his head and laughed.
"Yeah, Su Yang is an all-around talent. He can do anything, and most importantly, he's proficient at all of it. It's a bit ridiculous," Shen Yixue added her praise.
"Exactly, we really need to learn from him!"
"You definitely need to learn, especially cooking. Guys who can cook well have a very easy time finding girlfriends," Shen Yixue looked at Meng Wenzhou and winked with a smile.
"Is that so? But I feel like I shouldn't have a hard time finding one even without knowing how to cook, right?" Meng Wenzhou looked at Shen Yixue and laughed loudly.
Shen Yixue rolled her eyes at Meng Wenzhou. "Pretend I didn't say anything."
Ten minutes later, Su Yang finished cleaning all twenty-something fish.
"Little Yu, skewer all these fish."
"Okay~" Xia Zhiyu took the metal basin from Su Yang and squatted to the side to skewer the fish.
Seeing this, Meng Wenzhou laughed. "Does Little Yu eat fish?"
"Huh?" Xia Zhiyu looked up, stunned. "What do you mean?"
"Haha, I mean your name is Little Yu, so I wonder if you eat fish."
"Uh... I do." Xia Zhiyu replied a bit shyly.
"That works then."
Su Yang smiled. "Little Yu is just her nickname, it has nothing to do with whether she eats fish or not."
"I was just asking casually. Yixue, hand me those skewered lamb and pork too, the beef is almost done."
"Okay~"
With two grills working at the same time, the efficiency increased significantly. Half an hour later, Su Yang turned and shouted to the girls who were still chatting and playing around, "Ladies! The food is almost ready, time to dig in!"
"Alright!"
"Coming!!"
Hearing the call, everyone stood up and jogged over to the grills.
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou placed the grilled food into metal trays in batches.
"Carry these over, put them on the table above the camping mat."
"Okay." The girls quickly carried a large pile of grilled meat, seafood, vegetables, and other items to the table a few meters away and set them up.
"Open the beers!"
"Alright, do we need chairs?"
"No need, just sit directly on the mat."
"Okay! Are there any drinks?"
"Yes, yes, I'll go get them."
"What do you guys want to drink?"
"Bring all the cola and juice over, everyone can drink whatever they want."
"Okay!"
As dinner was about to start, the previously quiet lakeside began to get lively again.
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou sped up and grilled a few trays of chicken feet, chicken wings, and the like, bringing them to the table.
By this time, the three tables placed side by side were already filled with all kinds of delicious barbecue.
"Wow, it smells so good, I'm drooling!" Meng Qianyu swallowed hard as she looked at the various grilled foods on the table.
"Don't be shy, find yourselves a seat." Su Yang walked over carrying another tray of freshly grilled white minnows.
"Damn, there's no room left."
"It's fine, we actually don't need this many plates. A lot of things can be put together, which will save a lot of space."
"That's true. Let's put all the vegetables together and the meats together, clearing up some plates so we have room for cups."
"Ok ok, I'll do it." Zhao Mengrou began sorting them.
Su Yang turned to look at Liu Bo and Song Anquan, who were still sitting by the lake, and shouted, "Fatty! Anquan!! Stop fishing, hurry over and let's eat!"
"Alright, coming!" Liu Bo replied, placing his fishing rod on the grass. Then, he and Song Anquan walked over to the table with bright smiles.
"Wow, so much delicious food. Woohoo, this is great!"
"Brother, you're amazing, did you grill all of this?" Song Anquan looked at Su Yang and asked.
"And Old Meng."
"Brother Meng knows how to grill too?"
"Didn't I learn from your good brother? The stuff I grilled probably tastes average. Whatever is left uneaten later is probably what I grilled," Meng Wenzhou joked with a laugh.
"Haha, Brother Meng, you're too modest. What you grilled is definitely good too."
"Alright, alright, stop chatting and hurry up and find a seat!" Su Yang shouted.
"Okay, let's sit, let's sit."
Everyone stopped talking and found suitable spots to sit on the ground.
Although it was a bit crowded, the atmosphere was great, so no one minded.
Su Yang waited until everyone was seated before finding a spot next to the guys. On his left was Meng Wenzhou, and on his right was Pan Ning.
To Pan Ning's right were all girls, wrapping around until Wang Xiaoyan. Then, Song Anquan sat next to Wang Xiaoyan. Just like that, everyone sat around the table, divided into two groups of guys and girls.
After everyone poured their drinks, Su Yang raised his cup in the air and said, "Thanks for your hard work today, everyone. It got a little late, so you all must be hungry. I won't say much more—let's toast and dig in!"
"Su Yang, what are you saying? It was mostly you and Old Meng who were busy, we didn't really help much," Xia Li smiled.
"Haha, you guys are being too polite. Some of us here are old buddies, and some are new friends we just met, but regardless, starting today, we are all good friends. There's no need for politeness between friends. Come on, cheers!" Meng Wenzhou also raised his glass and laughed.
"Well said!! Come, come, come, cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them in the air, then tipped their heads back and downed their beer.
"Whoo!! That hits the spot! I won't hold back then, let's dig in!" Liu Bo laughed loudly and took the lead, grabbing a skewer of large prawns and starting to eat.
The others also smiled and picked up the delicious food in front of them, beginning to eat.
It was seven o'clock in the evening, and the distant horizon was glowing with the orange-red afterglow of the setting sun.
Flocks of birds occasionally skimmed over the surface of the lake, the leaves on the trees to the left rustled in the wind, soothing BGM played on the lawn, and a group of young, handsome men and beautiful women gathered around the table, leisurely enjoying barbecue and drinks.
Everyone fully enjoyed the joy of the moment. After eating for a while, Su Yang looked at everyone and smiled, "After we finish eating, those who want to chat can stay here and hang out. Those who don't want to chat can go back inside to sing or play badminton in the yard."
"Alright! This barbecue is the most delicious and meaningful one I've ever had! Su Yang, come, I must toast you." Gu Xiaoman said, picking up her glass and raising it toward Su Yang.
Su Yang smiled and also filled his glass: "Come, Sister Xiaoman, it's been a long time since we drank together. We have plenty of alcohol today, drink as much as you want, we won't go home until we're drunk!"
"Alright! We won't go home until we're drunk!"
……

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?"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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)

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.”