"You... cooked all these dishes in just one hour?" Pan Ning stared in astonishment.
Su Yang chuckled, "No big deal. Though I followed some video tutorials for a few dishes—not sure how they turned out."
"They look amazing already."
The two carried the dishes to the dining table one after another.
Just then, Meng Wenzhou and Xia Keke emerged from one of the rooms.
Su Yang turned his head and froze for a second. Damn! Nice one, Meng.
Exchanging glances, Su Yang gave Meng Wenzhou a knowing smirk but said nothing further.
"Wow, smells incredible. Did you order takeout?" Meng Wenzhou walked over to inspect the spread.
"Takeout? On this island? I made all of this."
"You? No way. I don’t buy it." Meng Wenzhou circled the table, scrutinizing each dish.
"Don’t believe me? Ask your sister," Su Yang teased.
"Did he really make this?"
Pan Ning nodded.
"Holy crap, Su Yang, is there anything you can’t do?"
"Come on, it’s just a few dishes. Nothing special. Help me bring out the rest."
A few minutes later, the others, lured by the aroma, trickled downstairs.
Upon learning Su Yang was the chef, the group showered him with praise. The girls even snapped a few photos before settling down to eat.
"Wow!! This is so good!" Xia Keke gave a thumbs-up.
Shen Yixue kept her head down, devouring the food between words. "Never expected you to be this skilled in the kitchen."
Zhang Ziming joined in, "Yang, if I were a girl, I’d fight Pan Ning for you. Young people these days who can cook—let alone this well—are practically extinct."
Pan Ning rolled her eyes. "No one asked you to speak."
Su Yang laughed. "It’s not that impressive."
As they ate and chatted, Su Yang turned to Meng Wenzhou. "What’s the plan for today, Meng?"
"Oh, we’ve got something fun lined up."
"Go on."
"I invited some friends over for a villa pool party later. They’ll arrive around noon."
"Now that sounds like a plan. With you around, there’s never a dull moment."
Meng grinned. "Just sit back and enjoy. But before that—how about some skydiving this morning?"
Liu Bo raised his hand. "I’m in! Love that stuff."
"Nope, nope. I’m terrified of heights," Han Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously.
"Up to you all. Those who want to join me, let’s go. The rest can do their own thing."
"Count me in," Su Yang said.
Mostly because the system rewards me for trying new experiences.
Twenty minutes later, breakfast wrapped up.
The girls took charge of clearing the table and washing the dishes—despite the hotel staff handling such tasks, the mess in the kitchen was too much for them to ignore.
Meanwhile, Su Yang, Meng Wenzhou, and the other two guys lounged on poolside chairs, puffing away.
The backyard pool stretched 30 meters long and 10 meters wide—not massive, but plenty for their needs. Sunlight danced on the water’s surface, casting shimmering reflections.
Surrounded by towering coconut trees, the view extended to a pristine white beach and the sapphire-blue ocean beyond. The scene was nothing short of breathtaking—absolute perfection.
This is what life’s about. A luxury villa, great friends, beautiful women. Money really does make everything better.
Su Yang sighed inwardly.
[Ding! Detecting the host’s current state of enjoyment. Reward: 800,000 RMB + an Audemars Piguet Royal Oak Perpetual Calendar Skeleton watch (valued at 3.85 million RMB). Item stored in system inventory.]
—Holy crap! It’s been ages since a new reward. And now a watch worth a whole apartment?
—Hell yeah! This system’s getting more generous by the day.
After finishing their cigarettes, Meng Wenzhou stood up. "Alright, the skydiving crew just texted. Let’s head out."
"Sure."
They returned to the living room, where the six girls were engrossed in a card game on the sofa.
Su Yang glanced at Pan Ning. "Coming? Skydiving time."
"I’m scared of heights. Hard pass."
"Seriously? You?"
"What’s wrong with that? Been like this since I was a kid. You guys go ahead."
"Fine. What about the rest of you?" Su Yang scanned the group.
After a brief hesitation, Tang Ziyun raised her hand. "I’ll give it a shot."
Su Yang nodded. "Anyone else?"
Shen Yixue, Liu Meng, and Han Xiaoyu declined, but Xia Keke stood up. "I’m in."
"Alright, let’s move."
The six stepped outside, where a hotel attendant waited with a golf cart.
They rode to the main entrance, where a top-tier black Buick Century MPV was parked.
"This the ride?" Liu Bo peered inside.
"Yep."
Just then, a middle-aged man in a casual shirt and slicked-back hair—wearing a gold Rolex Submariner "Hulk"—hurried over.
"Ah, Young Master Meng! Long time no see!" He shook Meng Wenzhou’s hand warmly before pulling out a pack of He Lou 1916 cigarettes, offering them to the guys.
Meng Wenzhou accepted one with a smile. "Old Wang, you’re driving us yourself?"
"Of course! How could I trust some rookie to chauffeur you? Had to do it personally."
Meng chuckled. "Much appreciated."
"Don’t mention it! Everyone, please hop in." He swung the door open.
Soon, they arrived at the Jade Bamboo Helicopter Skydiving Base.
At the entrance, five white Bell 407 helicopters and two sleek black Agusta AW109s sat on the tarmac.
Each Bell 407 cost around 30 million RMB, while the Agusta AW109—dubbed the "Rolls-Royce of the Sky"—priced at 60 million, catered exclusively to high-end clientele.
Old Wang, the base’s owner, explained that many tourists visiting Deer City specifically came to the island for this experience.
"All six of you jumping?" Old Wang asked.
"Yep," Meng Wenzhou confirmed.
"Great. Please follow me for registration. We’ll need your IDs later."
Su Yang grinned. "Digital copy okay? Didn’t bring my physical ID."
"No problem at all."
After completing paperwork, they entered the waiting area, already crowded with other adventurers.
Each helicopter could technically seat 7-8 people, but with crew and instructors, only two guests could board per aircraft.
After quick discussions, the groups were decided:
- Su Yang and Tang Ziyun
- Meng Wenzhou and Xia Keke
- Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming (the two "third wheels," who shot resentful looks at the others)
Soon, six instructors—four women and two men—entered the waiting area.
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou quickly stepped forward to greet the coaches.
In the end, two female coaches were assigned to Su Yang and Tang Ziyun, while another pair of female coaches took charge of Meng Wenzhou and Xia Keke.
Two burly male coaches with full beards were assigned to train Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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?"
