After hastily wiping himself down, Li Ming was too embarrassed to walk out completely naked. He pulled on his underwear and pants, then cautiously peeked through the curtain.
The room was still occupied only by Sister Hong, who was bent over fiddling with some tools, her back turned to him. A disposable sheet had been laid out on the single medical bed nearby—clearly prepared for him.
Hiding wouldn’t solve anything, so Li Ming mustered his courage and stepped out.
"Sister Hong, I’m done! What’s next…?"
Hearing his voice, Sister Hong turned to look at him. When she saw he’d put his pants back on, she burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Why’d you get dressed again? I told you this was a rectal exam! You’re so shy! Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle!" She smoothed the sheet and gestured for him to lie down.
"Cough! Fine… Just make it quick!" Li Ming resigned himself to the ordeal. Whether he faced it head-on or not, the outcome would be the same—might as well get it over with.
He shut his eyes, steeled himself, and lay stiff as a corpse on the bed, not daring to move a muscle.
"Relax…"
Li Ming: "…"
"OH!! AHHH!! NOOO!!" His agonized howls echoed far beyond the examination room, faintly reaching even the inmates in their cells.
"Hahaha! Done! It’s over! You nearly deafened me!" Sister Hong chuckled as she peeled off her gloves, amused by Li Ming’s fetal-position misery.
"Get dressed. I’ll take you to Little Xi—she’s waiting to have dinner with you." After tidying up and washing her hands, she urged him to hurry.
Li Ming was on the verge of tears. He’d thought he could handle it, but the invasive, vulnerable sensation of the exam had shattered his composure.
"I’ll get my revenge! This Xia Hong… I’ll make sure she suffers the same humiliation one day!" he fumed silently while pulling on his clothes.
Once dressed, he followed Sister Hong upstairs. The prison’s administrative building was eight stories tall, and they took the elevator straight to the top—the warden’s office.
Xia Hong knocked, and a pleasant voice called from inside.
"Come in!"
Li Ming recognized it immediately—Lin Xi, the woman who’d brought him to this prison.
They entered to find a table laden with food and drinks. Lin Xi was scribbling something at her desk, barely glancing up.
"Little Xi, the exam’s done. He’s perfectly healthy. I’ll leave him with you—time for me to get some rest." Sister Hong stretched and yawned.
"Mm. Thanks, Sister Hong. Go get some sleep." Lin Xi finally looked up briefly before resuming her paperwork.
"Alright, I’m off." Sister Hong patted Li Ming’s shoulder with a knowing smirk, then exited, closing the door softly behind her.
"Sit wherever. I’ll be done soon. Eat if you’re hungry," Lin Xi said flatly, still focused on her work.
"Lin Xi, what the hell is my dad even sending me here for? So far, all I’ve done is get a medical exam—and that… that… Ugh, forget it!" Li Ming flopped onto the sofa, slouching like a deflated balloon.
"It’s just a rectal exam. Big deal. Every inmate here goes through it. The women handle it better than you did—I heard your screaming all the way up here!" Lin Xi sped through her writing, finally stamping the document with a seal.
"You said it yourself—inmates! I’m not a criminal! Why did I need that?!" Li Ming’s temper flared. He hadn’t broken any laws, so why treat him like this?
"Hmph. I specifically asked Sister Hong to do it. Anyone coming under my watch gets a full health check. If you’d been fooling around outside and caught something, I wouldn’t let you stay here even if Uncle Li insisted." Lin Xi crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, eyeing him coolly.
(Author’s note: Don’t hate on Lin Xi for bullying the protagonist yet—there’s a twist coming. The harder the early torment, the sweeter the payback. Don’t leave negative reviews before Chapter 10! It’s all setup! Readers who stick around love it—quitters miss out. dogeface)
"What?! You ordered it?! You—you! What did I ever do to you?! Was this really necessary?!" Li Ming shot up from the sofa. So Lin Xi was the mastermind behind his ordeal!
He wracked his brain but couldn’t recall offending her. Yet from their first meeting at his home to now, she’d treated him with nothing but hostility.
"Hmph! You’ve done plenty! First, I’ve been at Black Mountain Women’s Prison for two years. The warden position was rightfully mine—until you swooped in and stole it! Tell me, how is that not provoking me?!" Lin Xi stood, fists clenched.
"Wait—I stole your job? What? I’m the warden here?!" Li Ming was dumbfounded. He swore he’d had no idea! His father had arranged everything—he was an unwitting pawn!
"Exactly! Here’s your file. Congratulations, Warden Li. Happy now?" Lin Xi strode over and thrust the document at him.
Li Ming skimmed it in disbelief.
It was true.
The official notice read:
Appointment of Comrade Li Ming as Warden of Black Mountain Women’s Prison, effective immediately.
His ID number and photo were stamped below, alongside an authorization code.
After rereading it three times, Li Ming awkwardly handed it back. "I just found out too. I didn’t mean to take your spot! You know I had no clue I’d end up in this godforsaken place!"
"Hmph! I know it wasn’t personal. But you still took my promotion and became my boss. Can you blame me for being pissed?" Lin Xi dropped into a chair at the dining table and poured herself a beer.
"And second—you asked why I had Sister Hong examine you? Before you arrived, my dad called. He and your father agreed to transfer you here so we could ‘get closer.’ If things went well, they’d push us to marry. So not only did you steal my job—now I’m stuck on a forced blind date with you! Tell me, should I be angry or not?! SAY SOMETHING!!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
