After taking the elevator down to the first floor, Li Ming still hadn’t come up with a good solution. He figured he might as well head to the prison block to take a look.
After all, he hadn’t done a nighttime inspection of the block yet, so he could pass it off as a surprise check. With that thought, he made his way toward the block.
By late night, the prison was dead silent. Apart from the guards on night duty, there was hardly anyone around.
When Li Ming reached the electronic gate outside the block, he suddenly realized he couldn’t get in—the door was remotely controlled by the guards in the surveillance room, with no facial recognition or physical key access.
Clearly, the guard on duty hadn’t noticed him waving at the entrance. At this hour, they were either asleep or simply not assigned to monitor the door.
Stuck outside with no way in, Li Ming was at a loss. After a moment’s thought, he headed back to the office building to check on the surveillance room.
Lin Xi had shown him the surveillance room before, so Li Ming easily found the door and pushed it open. Inside, a guard was fast asleep in her chair. As he approached, he noticed drool trickling from her mouth.
The guard looked young, with delicate features and oversized black-framed glasses, giving off a fresh-out-of-college vibe. She clearly hadn’t been working at the prison for long—her rookie energy was strong.
Gently patting her shoulder, the guard stirred drowsily, mumbling as if sensing someone calling her. When she cracked her eyes open, a man’s figure stood before her. With a dreamy grin, she reached out, thinking it was all part of a dream.
"Not bad," she mused to herself. "Tall, handsome—kinda looks like our hot new warden."
Her hand landed on the man’s backside, and out of habit, she gave it a firm squeeze.
The elasticity—so plump, so real! She practically purred with satisfaction, eyes fluttering shut. Ready to escalate, she thought smugly, "Tonight, you’re mine, and you’re gonna suffer!"
But then Li Ming coughed abruptly, catching her wandering hand just as it crept toward his abs.
If he didn’t stop her now, she’d be descending the "staircase" of his torso, and then—
Annoyed at the interruption, the guard clicked her tongue. "Playing hard to get, huh? Cute." She smirked, ready to bring out her A-game.
As she moved to attack with her other hand, still half-asleep, Li Ming stepped back, dodging her advance.
Her brow twitched in irritation—how dare he evade her? But then, suddenly, she froze.
Why did the surroundings look so much like… the surveillance room?
And why did the man in front of her look so much like… the warden?
Wait…
Rubbing her eyes furiously, she strained to focus. When reality finally sank in, she pinched her thigh hard—just to be sure.
The sharp pain confirmed it: this was no dream.
She shot up from her chair, face burning with humiliation.
"W-Warden! Sir! I’m so sorry! I—I didn’t mean to—!" Her voice cracked as she spiraled into a full-blown apology meltdown.
Amused, Li Ming waved a hand to cut her off.
"Relax, it’s fine. No harm done. But uh… you might wanna wipe your drool first."
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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!
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?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?!
