"Pork buns, veggie buns, char siu buns, spicy beef buns, Orleans chicken buns." Ye Chuan appeared at the entrance of the bun shop and rattled off several bun names to the busy auntie behind the counter.
"Eight yuan." The buns were packed into a plastic bag.
"Add two cups of soy milk and two mantou." Ye Chuan glanced at the bag of buns but suddenly wondered if it would be enough for Bai Qianshuang.
"Eleven."
Ye Chuan pulled out his phone to scan the payment, only to find the camera wasn't working. He held it up for a while, but it refused to open—after all, it was a seven- or eight-year-old phone with a bulky button and a cracked back cover held together by tape.
"Blue Mi, have you reached your limit in this body?"
"Chuan Chuan, trying to run a tab again?" The breakfast auntie gave him a look and shook her head. "No way."
"Auntie, my camera's broken." Ye Chuan pointed at his phone.
"You've said that before," she replied sternly.
"It's true this time."
"You've said that too."
Ye Chuan: "..."
Hiss.
Had he really said that before?
Just as he was pondering, the phone camera suddenly started working. He quickly scanned the payment. "See? Paid. Told you I wasn't lying."
"Hmph, no more tabs, got it? I remember all those buns and mantou you've mooched off me, Chuan Chuan."
"Haha."
Ye Chuan carried the buns toward home, but as he looked at his battered phone, a thought struck him—this thing was on its last legs. If it finally died, would the Landlord App disappear too?
No way. He had to figure out how to transfer the app. Losing that daily 2,000 yuan would leave him rolling on the floor in agony.
He’d probably never sleep again.
Spotting a phone store nearby, Ye Chuan quickened his pace.
"Boss~" he called out as soon as he stepped inside.
The middle-aged man behind the glass counter, cigarette dangling from his lips while scrolling on his phone, lazily acknowledged him. "What's up, kid? That ancient Blue Mi of yours acting up again?"
"Camera's dead," Ye Chuan said.
"Brought your own parts again, huh? Ten yuan labor fee, no haggling."
Ye Chuan grinned. "I'm here to buy a phone."
"Sell your phone? Get outta here. That piece of junk isn’t even worth picking up off the street." The boss glared, clearly wary of being scammed—who knew what trauma he’d endured.
"Buy!" Ye Chuan emphasized.
"Buy? Oh ho? Did you strike it rich?" The boss perked up, intrigued. After all, this kid had clung to his first-gen Blue Mi for years, fixing it with spare parts and haggling over repair fees.
His usual labor fee was 50 yuan, but this brat could talk him down to 15 after a whole day of pestering.
What a menace.
"Small fortune." Ye Chuan snapped his fingers and plopped onto a stool. "Water, please."
"Fine." The boss grabbed a plastic cup from the water dispenser and filled it. "Here. Phones over here—300 yuan takes one home. Old models, but still way better than what you’ve got."
Ye Chuan didn’t even glance at them. "I want a new one. Good performance for the price."
"Oh? New ones run around one or two grand, you know." The boss stressed the price, fully aware of Ye Chuan’s penniless situation. That old house of his wasn’t even sellable.
"Two grand, then. Good specs, good value." As he spoke, Ye Chuan noticed his battered Blue Mi and gave it a shake. "Got any new models from this brand?"
Ye Chuan didn’t know much about phones. With no money to buy them, he’d never bothered researching specs like his peers.
As long as it could call, text, browse the web, and scan payments, it was enough.
Games? Too luxurious.
"Blue Mi? Yeah, they’re hot sellers online." The boss pulled out a box. "Blue Mi K70, 2,000 yuan. Dragon 8 Gen 2 processor, 120W fast charging. The OS isn’t the smoothest, but—oh wait, compared to your fossil, it’s like upgrading from a slingshot to an aircraft carrier."
The boss had almost forgotten—Ye Chuan was still using a first-gen Blue Mi.
This would be a night-and-day difference.
"Deal. This one." Ye Chuan didn’t worry about being scammed. After years of knowing the guy, he trusted him.
He wasn’t the type to pull a "friendship discount" scam either.
"No tabs," the boss added, surprised by Ye Chuan’s decisiveness.
This kid was the neighborhood’s reigning tab king—every merchant knew him. But since he was always willing to help out with odd jobs, most turned a blind eye to his mooching and even lent a hand sometimes.
"Full payment." Ye Chuan clarified.
"You didn’t take out a loan, did you? Kids these days love their online loans and credit apps. One misstep and you’re in deep trouble."
The boss sounded concerned.
"Nah, got myself a sugar mommy."
"Oho." The boss knew it was a joke but didn’t press further. After receiving payment, he helped activate the phone.
"Here, fingerprint, face ID..." The boss walked him through the setup.
Ye Chuan picked it up quickly—his mind had always been sharp. Once he got the hang of the full-screen gestures, he remembered Bai Qianshuang back home.
Should he get her a phone too?
But after a moment’s thought, he decided against it.
Maybe in a few days. Right now, he only had about 3,000-4,000 yuan left, and there were other things to buy.
"New phones are slick. So smooth." Ye Chuan swiped through the interface when suddenly, a familiar app caught his eye in the far corner.
[Multiverse Landlord]
Ye Chuan: "..."
He glanced at his old phone—the Multiverse Landlord app had vanished.
It was as if the app had found a comfier home and migrated to his new device.
"Everything okay? Phone lagging?" The boss noticed his pause. "Blue Mi’s known for occasional stutters. It’s a feature."
"No lag. Works great. Love it." Ye Chuan packed his old phone into the new box and left the store.
On the way back, he fiddled with the phone. The high refresh rate made even the Landlord App buttery smooth.
Then he realized—the app’s interface could be swiped down?
"Huh?"
[Newbie Side Quest: Gain Bai Qianshuang’s Initial Favor (Completed)]
Seeing the "Claim Reward" button, he tapped it.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
n] Top-tier player Zhou Yi died and was reborn into the body of a hopeless simp who shared his name. His first love callously dumped him for a rich heir, his childhood sweetheart saw him as an embarrassment, the ice-cold campus beauty looked down on him—every woman he ever loved treated him like a pathetic doormat. But later, his ex came crawling back in tears: "Yi, I was wrong. Please take me back." His childhood sweetheart became hopelessly devoted: "Yi, just one more glance from you is all I ask." The aloof campus belle blushed as she handed him a love letter: "Zhou Yi, I was blind before. Will you accept my feelings?" To all of them, Zhou Yi just smiled. "Sorry, too late. I’m done with love." Oh, and he also gained a system—every time he earned a woman’s affection, his looks improved and his bank account grew. Soon, he became the nation’s most eligible bachelor, with socialites and heiresses begging for his attention...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
