At the reef.
Waves relentlessly crashed against the rugged rocks, sending sprays of white foam into the air. The briny sea breeze carried a tinge of bitterness, lingering at the nostrils and stirring a faint discomfort.
Su Cheng gazed at Li Guanqi, her silhouette bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun. Her upright posture exuded an air of solemnity and grace. The sea wind tousled her raven-black hair, carrying with it a subtle fragrance, fresh and delicate. Yet, Su Cheng’s attention was drawn to the ring in Li Guanqi’s hand.
After a prolonged silence, he finally spoke, perplexed: "Why are you giving this to me?"
"You need this more than I do," Li Guanqi replied calmly, her tone resolute.
"How could I possibly need something like this?" Su Cheng frowned, baffled. Meeting her earnest expression, he fell silent once more.
He lowered his head, examining the black-gold ring in his palm, and asked softly, "Does it hold some special meaning?"
He knew this ring was no ordinary trinket to Li Guanqi—she wore it daily, even on her ring finger. But he couldn’t fathom why she would suddenly hand over something so symbolic to him.
"Watch," Li Guanqi said, taking the book from Su Cheng’s hand. She lightly tapped the ring with it.
In an instant, the book vanished into thin air, leaving the ring untouched in her palm.
Su Cheng’s eyes widened in disbelief. He blinked rapidly, as if to dispel an illusion.
A moment later, he stammered, staring at her hand, "Is this… a storage ring? No, wait—was that just a magic trick?"
His reaction wasn’t unwarranted. In his understanding, storage rings belonged solely to the realms of fantasy novels and films—something utterly divorced from reality.
Attempting to mask his unease, Su Cheng forced a laugh. "You really went out of your way to distract me with a magic trick, huh? Haha..."
His laughter trailed off awkwardly, met only with Li Guanqi’s silence. She then summoned the book back into existence and handed it to him again.
"You…" Su Cheng’s voice trembled as he took the book, his mind in turmoil. Rational explanations eluded him.
Dismissing it as sleight of hand might have offered temporary solace, but doubt gnawed at him. Was this truly just a performance?
After all, he himself defied logic.
A transmigrator.
Yet without a system—plausible, yet implausible.
"Exactly as you suspect," Li Guanqi affirmed, her voice steady. "This is indeed a 'storage ring.' It can store any inanimate object and retrieve it at will."
"Are you joking?" Su Cheng’s lips quivered, his voice thick with emotion. "I lent you that web novel just days ago, and now you’re pulling this on me?"
"Try it yourself," Li Guanqi countered, extending the ring toward him once more, her gaze unwavering.
Su Cheng hesitated, then leaned forward, placing his hand over hers. The moment his fingers brushed the ring, a chill shot through him, making him shudder. He picked it up, mimicking her earlier motion—touching the ring while silently willing the book away. In a blink, the book disappeared, leaving only the unadorned ring in his grasp.
"Holy—this is real?!" Su Cheng blurted, his face a canvas of astonishment. To test further, he grabbed his backpack and repeated the process—it, too, vanished without a trace.
"......" He stared dumbfounded at the ring, emotions churning within him.
Could she also be a transmigrator?
Li Guanqi stood quietly beside him, observing his reaction. When he finally looked up, she gave a slow, deliberate nod. "I felt the same way at first. But you grow accustomed to it."
Her detached tone suggested she was stating an irrefutable fact, deliberately devoid of sentiment.
Su Cheng took a deep breath, steadying himself, then met her eyes. "You must know how invaluable this ring is. But…"
He hesitated before mustering the courage to ask, "Why would you give something so precious to me?"
"You need it more than I do," Li Guanqi repeated, her expression unchanged, as if she’d anticipated the question.
She continued, "As you once said, protagonists possess 'abilities beyond ordinary comprehension.'"
Her implication was unmistakable. Su Cheng had previously resigned himself to being a side character with only the basic traits of a male lead.
But now, with this ring in his possession—did that elevate him to protagonist status?
"Even if that’s the case, I…"
Su Cheng trailed off, frowning at the ring. Their relationship hardly warranted such a monumental gesture.
Why entrust him with something so extraordinary?
It felt excessive.
Seemingly reading his thoughts, Li Guanqi broke her silence. "The secrets tied to this ring concern us both. So, don’t feel burdened—I have my own reasons."
"Concern me?" Su Cheng blinked. "You need my help with something?"
"I hope that once you uncover the ring’s origins, you’ll assist me," Li Guanqi said solemnly. "I’ve realized I’ve lost memories. I want them back—to find answers. And you might hold the key."
"......" Su Cheng remained quiet for a long moment before shaking his head. "I’m sorry. I can’t accept this."
"Hm?" Li Guanqi’s brow furrowed.
Su Cheng met her gaze unflinchingly. "First, the ring belongs to you. Second, its very existence shatters my understanding of reality."
Pausing, he added firmly, "Please keep it safe and never bring this up again. It’s too much for me to process."
His face showed no trace of greed—only rejection, confusion, and unease.
"Don’t you want to be the protagonist?" Li Guanqi asked, unsurprised. Her eyes bore into his as she murmured, "Isn’t this the 'special ability' you lacked?"
"I'll help you with what you mentioned," Su Cheng said firmly as he returned the ring to Li Guanqi. "After all, I owe you many favors. I can't just pass up the chance to repay you and accept yet another kindness from you, can I?"
"But..." Li Guanqi lowered his gaze to the ring in his hand, pausing in thought before suddenly asking, "Are you sure you don't need this ring?"
"No, I really don't," Su Cheng countered. "There are no shortcuts to becoming the male lead. Even if you gave me this ring, it wouldn’t mean much. It just so happens that I already possess some qualities of a protagonist—with a little more effort, I might actually reach that level."
"So," he continued earnestly, "don’t worry about what the ring might signify for me. Just tell me how I can help you. As long as it’s within my power, I won’t refuse."
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..."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?"
