"Li Fei, before we part ways, there's something I need to remind you about," Zhao Yan said, looking at Li Fei.
Li Fei, holding an intermediate enhancement potion and a special forces training manual, said, "What is it, Brother Zhao?"
Although he had already incurred a massive debt of 22 points before even opening, he wasn't worried at all because his two debtors were an exceptionally rare breed of good people.
Yes, they were indeed a rare breed.
They weren't even human.
One was more dog-like than the other. (˘•ω•˘)
"After using your body to complete such an incredible mission in Laya Country, other members of The Club might actively contact you. You must let me know if that happens," Zhao Yan sternly instructed.
Ordinary people would just brush it off, unaware of The Club's existence and considering that incident a miracle.
But as fellow members of The Club, they would undoubtedly suspect Li Fei of being a member too. As the first member exposed in public, someone was bound to contact him.
Zhao Yan wanted to organize The Club's members on Blue Star, but he also knew that after existing for so long, there might already be someone doing that behind the scenes.
Those people would then be his potential rivals!
Li Fei asked in bewilderment, "Brother Zhao, is there a problem with members of The Club contacting each other?"
"Alas," Zhao Yan sighed, a worried look on his face. "You don't understand. Many members of The Club are malicious at heart. They love to deceive and take advantage of newcomers like you. I can't bear to see someone as innocent as you being tricked by bad people."
Chen Han stared in disbelief. Good lord, aren't you the malicious bad guy in The Club yourself?
You're almost conning him into a limp.
"Yes, Brother Zhao, don't worry," Li Fei said, touched to the point of hot tears welling up in his eyes. He choked up, "Brother Zhao is too kind. To exaggerate a little, I only regret being born a man and unable to repay you in kind!"
"That's easy to fix. The point store must have a product to change genders," Chen Han helpfully suggested.
Li Fei: ⊙_⊙
I was just saying it casually.
Zhao Yan smiled slightly. "Why bother with such trouble and waste points? What's wrong with being a man? Though life is short, I'm rather long-lasting. Why not give it a try?"
Li Fei: =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)！！！
Chen Han: (°Д°≡°Д°)！！！
"Hahaha, I'm just joking," Zhao Yan laughed, seeing their horrified expressions.
"Phew——"
The two exhaled in relief at the same time.
Chen Han wiped the sweat from his brow. "Damn, I was actually worried you were into both siblings."
"Don't even think about it. You're not worthy of me, let alone my sister-in-law," Zhao Yan mocked.
Chen Han's eyes widened in anger. "I could see right through you—your very essence is that of a scoundrel!"
"As Luxun once said, every person in the world is a thief," Zhao Yan quoted calmly.
"Umm... Big Brother Chen, Brother Zhao, I'll be going now," Li Fei said, preparing to retreat after narrowly saving his chastity.
Neither of them paid him any attention as he slipped away.
Chen Han looked at Zhao Yan and said, "Given your character, and learning from the previous experience with Xu Xue, you're not allowed to be alone with my wife for more than a minute from now on."
From this moment on, guard against fire, theft, and Zhao Yan!
"What the hell? That's too much, at least three minutes," Zhao Yan felt his brother-in-law had gone insane.
Chen Han's tone was firm. "Absolutely not. Three minutes is enough to finish and get dressed again."
"You... you're full of bull," Zhao Yan was stunned.
Chen Han suddenly realized what he said, his face turning red as he stuck out his neck. "No, not me, I was talking about a friend..."
"No need to explain. Explaining is just a cover-up. No wonder you're so sensitive about this—it turns out you're the one who can't perform!" Zhao Yan had already seen through everything.
Chen Han stubbornly refused to admit it. "What do you know? I'm a businessman. Time is money. I don't want to waste precious time on meaningless things like that. It's about having a bigger picture!"
See, his perspective was grand.
"Enhancement potions can improve that area and help you start anew," Zhao Yan helpfully suggested.
Chen Han's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"You're not saving time anymore?" Zhao Yan sneered.
Chen Han said seriously, "My wife doesn't need to save time. I'm willing to sacrifice my time for her. In this aspect of doting on my wife, you should learn from me."
With that, he left Zhao Yan with only his majestic back view as he strode towards the point store.
Zhao Yan blinked a few times. "Pah!"
"Spitting on the ground will cost you fifty points, you know," a gentle, soft voice came from behind.
Zhao Yan turned to see Susu. "A mere fifty points is nothing. Just charge me five thousand."
"Points," Susu smiled faintly.
Zhao Yan's expression turned serious. "Spitting on the ground isn't a good habit. We should put an end to such behavior!"
"You learned that shameless attitude from someone," Susu rolled her eyes with a seeming pout and smile.
Zhao Yan looked utterly bewildered. "I'm shameless?"
Susu: "........"
This was probably the highest level of shamelessness.
"Susu, let me ask you something. Can I allow people from other worlds to come to my world through The Club?" Zhao Yan grew serious.
Li Fei had already been exposed. If someone contacted Li Fei, it meant there was indeed an organization of Club members on Blue Star. He had no intention of serving under someone else.
So he would have to compete with them, but since he started late, if he couldn't win, he would have to bring in reinforcements. Luo Jiajun with his squirrel-like personality could barely qualify as one.
Luo Jiajun: Did you even consult me?
Susu gently stroked the rabbit in her arms as she replied, "As long as you have enough points, you can."
She was wearing a white strapless dress today, cradling a red rabbit in her arms, which perfectly complemented her white hair, giving her an ethereal air.
"That's good then," Zhao Yan felt relieved. Luo Jiajun might lack everything else, but he was sure to have accumulated a lot of points.
He looked at the rabbit in Susu's arms. "That rabbit of yours is really white and plump. Can I touch it?"
"What kind of look is that? It's clearly red..." Susu suddenly realized and spat out angrily, "Get lost!"
"Red? My apologies, I'm color blind," Zhao Yan calmly furrowed his brow without changing his expression.
Susu scolded, "More like color wolf."
"How could there be a red rabbit? Can you get me a pet with a unique trait?" Zhao Yan showed interest in examining the red-furred, red-eyed little rabbit.
Susu replied, "Next time for sure."
Zhao Yan smirked. That meant the opposite.
"Don't you ever go out and wander around instead of staying in The Club all the time?" Zhao Yan curiously asked.
Susu smiled but didn't answer.
Finding it fruitless, Zhao Yan shrugged. "I'm off then."
"That's the most comfortable sentence I've heard from you today," Susu teased.
"Then I'll strive to let my mouth bring you more comfort in the future. My silver tongue once aspired to debate with ancient scholars, so how could I let it be known for mere wordplay?"
With that, Zhao Yan swiftly vanished, leaving Susu rolling her eyes behind him.
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!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
