After wandering around for a bit, Wu Zhen decided to sign up for the swimming club.
Hearing the words "swimming club," Lin Yu's soul trembled.
The swimming club—it's a perennial favorite in doujinshi!
In sports-themed works, the swimming club can practically be mentioned in the same breath as goblins in fantasy genres.
Six out of ten stories feature it, and five out of those six involve netori (cuckolding). Absolutely terrifying!
When Wu Zhen went to sign up for the swimming club, Lin Yu didn't follow. Instead, he deliberately stayed far away.
He was terrified that a few "saints" might rush out of the swimming club and drag him, a dark-skinned goblin, into the changing room...
Signing up didn't take long, but Wu Zhen and the other two dawdled for a while before returning.
Only after they came back did Lin Yu learn that all three of them had signed up for the swimming club.
Curious, Lin Yu asked why they all joined. Each had a different reason.
Wu Zhen: Likes swimming.
Lv Pengju: Exercise to lose weight.
Lang Hua: Destiny draws me to water.
Listening to their increasingly far-fetched reasons, Lin Yu didn't believe a single one. As they were leaving, he stood on tiptoe and glanced toward the swimming club's sign-up booth. There, he spotted a beauty who, physically speaking, had too much resistance and definitely couldn't swim fast, enthusiastically promoting the swimming club.
Around this stunningly figured beauty were several other attractive girls, all passionately recommending the swimming club to passersby.
Having discovered the truth, Lin Yu turned his head and looked at the three guys with utter disdain.
Lv Pengju coughed twice, thick-skinned as ever.
Lang Hua guiltily rubbed the tip of his nose.
Wu Zhen sheepishly turned his face to the side.
Lin Yu gave them a sidelong glance but didn't say anything more.
Chasing after pretty girls in university is a normal thing. Who hasn't fantasized about having a sweet romance in the free and open environment of college?
Back when he first transmigrated, he had thought the same—stay away from the four people connected to that adult comic plot, wait until after high school, get into university, and then find a girl he liked there.
Unfortunately.
Not only had he failed to distance himself from Tang Manman and the other three, but he had also stumbled into a new adult comic plot by sheer coincidence.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu felt a bit crushed, and immediately thought of that little bastard Xia Yueshan.
Dammit.
Once he got back, he'd find an excuse to give him a good thrashing. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to vent this pent-up fury in his heart!
With the three of them successfully signed up, only Lin Yu was left.
"Haven't decided which club to join yet?"
Lang Hua raised an eyebrow at Lin Yu and suggested:
"Why not come to the swimming club with us?"
"It's like learning a skill."
"Might come in handy someday."
Lin Yu shook his head like a rattle-drum. Although he was somewhat tempted by Lang Hua's suggestion—in this world interfered with by fate, learning to swim might indeed prove useful someday—learning to swim didn't necessarily mean going to the swimming club, a standard adult comic location!
If needed, he could just spend more money and learn somewhere else!
"I'm planning to check out the esports club later."
Lang Hua nodded, and the four of them headed back the way they came.
Arriving at the esports club's recruitment booth, after learning some basic information, Lin Yu asked the question he cared about most.
"So, this esports club of yours..."
"Does it have a lot of beautiful girls?"
The student in charge of recruitment perked up immediately. He slapped the table and said loudly:
"You've come to the right place then."
"Look!"
Without even turning his head, the young man raised his left hand, clenched four fingers, and pointed his thumb straight at the woman behind him.
"This is the club flower of our esports club!"
Lin Yu followed the direction of the pointing thumb and saw a woman with a garlic-bulb nose, a frog-like mouth, below-average looks, caked-on powder on her face, somewhat resembling "Sister Hua."
The thought that this person was the club flower of the esports club moved Lin Yu to near tears.
He had finally found his people!
Lin Yu grabbed the young man's hand and pleaded earnestly:
"Please, you must let me join your esports club!"
...
...
The sun hung low in the west, its rosy light being drawn back strand by strand by the small half-disc on the horizon. The world was about to be returned to darkness, and Li Feng and the others were also preparing to pack up.
Today's haul was quite good. Many people wanted to join the club. Thinking about the club's membership expanding, how the president could use that to ask the school for more funding, and how they could add a few new computers to the club, Li Feng felt very happy.
Sigh.
The only pity was that those wanting to join were all guys. They hadn't seen many girls all day, let alone any pretty ones.
Li Feng sighed helplessly.
It seemed if he wanted to find a girlfriend, he'd have to look elsewhere.
The esports club had lots of wolves, lots of wolves, lots of wolves, lots of wolves, lots of wolves, but very little meat, and the quality wasn't great either.
Trying to find a girlfriend here was truly hopeless.
Li Feng stood up, bent over to gather and neatly stack the application forms on the table. Just as he was about to put them in his bag, a light, clear voice sounded.
"Is this the esports club?"
Before Li Feng even looked up, he caught a whiff of a very pleasant fragrance.
The scent was fragrant but not overpowering, clean and elegant, yet it could also refresh the heart and mind, unforgettable once smelled, exuding a sense of sophistication.
Li Feng looked up. His subconscious told him that this woman with the lovely voice and wonderful scent must be a super beauty!
When he raised his head and saw the girl who had spoken, Li Feng was stunned, completely not expecting it to be her.
At school, Li Feng wasn't very social, the type who paid no attention to outside matters and focused solely on playing games.
Yet even so, he had a deep impression of the beauty before him.
Or rather, few in the school didn't know her.
At S University, whether it was major sports meets, welcome parties, or other important events, her figure could almost always be seen.
She was one of the regular hosts for major events.
But that wasn't the only reason everyone knew her.
The more crucial reason was that even among the host group, where campus beauties and heartthrobs were a dime a dozen, she was undoubtedly the most elegant, the most beautiful, the gentlest, the most unforgettable one.
The vice-chairperson of the university student union, Tao Yaoyao!
Having such a super campus belle, usually only seen on stage, a star-like figure suddenly appear before him, Li Feng was so excited he didn't know where to put his hands. He hurriedly greeted:
"Hello, senior."
Tao Yaoyao offered a faint, polite, and gentle smile in response.
"Hello."
After politely acknowledging Li Feng's greeting, Tao Yaoyao looked at the already gathered application forms and said with a hint of apology:
"Are you leaving?"
"I wonder if it's still possible for me to submit a club application now."
Li Feng's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
What?
This super beauty wants to join the esports club?
Does this immortal who looks like she survives on dew even play games?
"It's possible, it's possible!"
Li Feng nodded repeatedly, quickly pulling out an application form, afraid Tao Yaoyao might change her mind.
Even though a beauty of this caliber was destined to have nothing to do with him, just seeing her a few times every day could prolong life and clear the mind!
"Thank you."
"Thank you for your trouble."
After writing her name and contact information on the club registration form, Tao Yaoyao set down the pen and thanked him softly.
"No trouble at all."
After being polite, Li Feng couldn't help but ask:
"Do you play games too, senior?"
"What games?"
Tao Yaoyao nodded and said:
"I play a lot of games, to keep my friends company."

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”

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!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!