After a long while...
"Huh?!"
Xuan Ying suddenly let out a startled cry, nearly jumping out of her skin. Her eyes widened as she stared fixedly in the direction where Senior Sister Si had disappeared, muttering in disbelief, "Deep conversation? What does she mean by that?"
Zhao Yan was equally dumbfounded, her brows furrowing as she gazed in the same direction.
Had their home been stolen while the three of them were chatting?
No, judging by the situation, even the crystal had been swiped!
Li Guanqi initially frowned at the words but then slowly relaxed, sitting down and placing her hands on her knees before closing her eyes to rest.
She didn’t seem the least bit worried about the "home invasion."
Still, she couldn’t help but feel exasperated by the strange pattern where Su Cheng would inevitably stir up trouble the moment she wasn’t around.
Just then, another figure approached from a distance. Sensing the presence, Li Guanqi opened her eyes and looked toward the newcomer.
Not far away, Su Cheng was strolling leisurely toward them, admiring the scenery along the way, clearly in high spirits.
Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying tensed up at the sight of Su Cheng, scrutinizing him with grave expressions, checking for any dishevelment in his appearance.
Su Cheng, noticing their stares, raised an eyebrow.
Li Guanqi’s expression turned slightly complicated as Su Cheng drew closer. Instinctively, she raised a small fist to her lips and coughed lightly, as if to subtly warn him.
"Carry on, I’m just a passing Kamen Rider."
Su Cheng glanced at Li Guanqi, then nodded politely at the others, cracking a joke before turning to leave.
However, Xuan Ying, abandoning her usual shyness and restraint, boldly called out, "Wait!"
"Hm?" Su Cheng stopped and turned back, baffled. Since when had Xuan Ying become so bold?
Taking a deep breath, Xuan Ying steadied herself and stepped forward, her face serious but her heart pounding nervously.
"What’s wrong?" Su Cheng asked, perplexed.
Gritting her teeth as if making a firm decision, Xuan Ying mustered her courage and began circling Su Cheng, inspecting every detail. Only after confirming nothing was amiss did she finally exhale in relief.
"What are you looking at?" Su Cheng’s expression grew increasingly odd, his confusion deepening.
But that wasn’t enough for her.
Suddenly, she leaned in, sniffing around with her petite nose before muttering in suspicion, "Huh? No scent?"
She then rose on tiptoe, bringing her nose closer to his neck for a thorough inspection before finally relaxing—there was no trace of a woman’s fragrance, nor any other unusual odor.
"My god, what are you doing?!"
Su Cheng couldn’t hold back anymore as he watched Xuan Ying sniff him like a dog, finally voicing his disbelief.
Xuan Ying snapped back to reality, hastily retreating with a flushed face. But before she could explain—
"Stop this indecent behavior at once, miss!"
A soft yet firm voice rang out from behind. Hoshino Mirai and another disciplinary committee member rushed over, notebooks in hand, shielding a bewildered Su Cheng while glaring at Xuan Ying, clearly mistaking her for some rich brat harassing him.
"We were just playing a game!"
Xuan Ying glanced at the two intimidating girls, then at Su Cheng, who was equally stunned, and quickly defended herself.
"Since when do games involve sniffing people?!" Hoshino Mirai scowled, her gaze sweeping over Zhao Yan before snapping back to Xuan Ying. "You were clearly taking advantage of your numbers to harass Su Cheng!"
"What do you take him for?!"
The other committee member was even more incensed. As a fellow first-year, she’d heard of Su Cheng’s popularity—how dare this troublemaker harass him in broad daylight?
Unbelievable!
"No, you’ve got it all wrong! We really were just messing around!"
Xuan Ying grew anxious at their accusatory glares. "Besides, why would I bully Su Cheng? He’s my classmate!"
"She’s telling the truth. Our class is famously united and kind—we’d never bully our own."
A clear, melodious voice chimed in as Zhao Yan stepped forward, followed closely by Li Guanqi.
"I saw it with my own eyes—how can it be a misunderstanding?"
The committee member refused to back down, shooting Xuan Ying a sharp look. "Either you come with us to the disciplinary office now, or we’ll have it come to you!"
"Don’t worry, Su Cheng. With me here, they won’t dare lay a finger on you. I’ll make sure justice is served."
Hoshino Mirai gently patted Su Cheng’s shoulder, her tone warm yet resolute, ready to defend him at all costs.
All eyes turned to Su Cheng, waiting for his response.
Internally, Su Cheng was torn between laughter and exasperation. He glanced at Xuan Ying, who looked pitifully wronged, then at Zhao Yan and Li Guanqi, whose expressions were unreadable, before finally meeting Hoshino Mirai’s gaze.
"Um, thank you, Senior."
Su Cheng nodded politely before sighing and addressing the group. "It’s all a misunderstanding. We really were playing a game—just a... unique one. If you’d like, I can explain."
At his words, Xuan Ying relaxed, but Hoshino Mirai blinked in surprise. "Are you sure?"
"No, Su Cheng! Don’t let them intimidate you into covering for them! We’ll protect you!"
The other committee member refused to believe him—they’d seen Xuan Ying’s actions firsthand.
Today, she swore to shield Su Cheng.
Nothing would stop her!
Faced with their skepticism, Su Cheng had no choice but to elaborate. "Xuan Ying was just... imitating a puppy. There was no ill intent. Please don’t misunderstand her, alright?"
Hoshino Mirai and the committee members froze, exchanging awkward glances before reluctantly nodding.
"Thank you for understanding."
Su Cheng sighed inwardly. While Xuan Ying’s antics had been unexpected, at least no real harm was done.
"Since it was a misunderstanding, you owe me an apology!"
Xuan Ying, however, wasn’t about to let it slide. Her tone turned confrontational—especially since she recognized Hoshino Mirai as a rival.
"Our apologies for the misunderstanding. We’re sorry."
Hoshino Mirai quickly bowed, tugging at her companion to do the same.
"Sorry."
Xuan Ying huffed, somewhat mollified, and turned to leave—
Only for Hoshino Mirai to block her path.
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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?!
