After receiving the slow-cooked soup from Luo's mother, Ye Chuan stuffed the entire thermal soup container into his backpack—after all, anything placed inside would have its time paused, so there was no need to worry.
"Summer break is almost over. Any plans?" Luo's mother asked, bringing over a fruit platter.
"Haven't thought about it yet. Is Luo Xi planning to finish the rest of her studies?" Ye Chuan replied.
"Yes."
"Then I’ll probably stay with her for the remaining years," Ye Chuan said, pausing before adding with a smile, "After all, before my family passed away, they also hoped I’d attend a good school."
After a brief silence, Ye Chuan shook his head.
Materially, he lacked nothing now.
Luo's mother smiled without saying anything, watching him for a moment before speaking. "Then how about getting engaged after graduation?"
"Ah…"
"Don’t want to?"
"No, it’s just that we’d have to ask the great beauty Luo Xi first. I’m all for it," Ye Chuan chuckled. "Right, Mom?"
The word "Mom" made Luo's mother beam with joy. "Alright, I won’t see you out then."
"Got it. I’ll head back now."
As Ye Chuan came downstairs from Luo Xi’s place, Lan Xiaoke was idly spacing out on the first floor. Spotting him, she perked up and trotted over. "Ye Chuan, you’re back!"
"Yeah, let’s go home," he said.
"So early?"
"What else would we do? You still haven’t broken through to the Crystal Stage," Ye Chuan said, side-eyeing her. This girl really had no interest in cultivation.
"Of course I’ll reach the Crystal Stage!" Lan Xiaoke declared, throwing a few mock punches into the air. "Hah, hah! I’m already a Crystal Stage powerhouse!"
"Oww!" Before she could finish, a swift chop landed on her head.
"Since you don’t want to go home yet, I’ll take you somewhere else to play," Ye Chuan said. "I’ll let you choose."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Yay!"
……
……
"This is where you wanted to go?" Ye Chuan stared at the neon sign of the arcade.
[Bobo Arcade World]
"Mm-hmm!" Lan Xiaoke clung to his arm, nodding vigorously.
Pushing open the glass door, they were immediately engulfed by a deafening wave of noise—high-pitched electronic sound effects, the crisp clatter of joysticks, the rhythmic swish of basketballs sinking into hoops—all blending into a chaotic symphony.
"Wow!" Lan Xiaoke’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Ye Chuan, meanwhile, scanned the surroundings. Neon signs overhead flickered in shifting colors, casting blue-purple hues over rows of arcade machines. On the screens, digital characters battled under players’ commands, while the fighting game section drew the densest crowd, joysticks creaking under aggressive maneuvers and buttons hammered like rapid drumbeats.
It was surprisingly lively. Ye Chuan had assumed home consoles would’ve made arcades obsolete, but the bustling scene before him suggested otherwise.
And why were those rhythm game players so perfectly synchronized?
Could they pilot mechs with that coordination?
Snapping out of his thoughts, Ye Chuan noticed the weight on his arm was gone. He glanced sideways to find Lan Xiaoke plastered against a claw machine’s glass, eyes gleaming at the plush toys inside.
The fluffy stuffed animals looked especially adorable under the lights.
"Xiaoke, you want to try the claw machine?"
"Yeah!" She bounced in place, barely containing her eagerness. "Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan, I wanna play!"
"To play, you need tokens first, right?" Ye Chuan looked around and spotted the token dispenser.
"Let’s see… 100 yuan for 200 tokens."
"I’ll do it!" Lan Xiaoke whipped out her phone, scanned the QR code, and—beep!—instantly bought 500 yuan worth.
She grabbed a plastic token tray, and with a cheerful jingle, the machine began spilling coins until the basket overflowed.
"Wow~" Lan Xiaoke leaned in, mesmerized.
"Hehe." She handed half to Ye Chuan. "Here’s your share!"
"I’m not really into this…" Before he could finish, Lan Xiaoke had already scampered back to the claw machine.
Ye Chuan sighed but followed.
"Three tokens per try." Lan Xiaoke fed coins into the slot and maneuvered the claw toward a Pikachu plush. But after three or four attempts, the toy kept slipping free from the shaky grip.
"Hmm." She stared blankly. "No fair… why’s it so hard?"
"Not surprising. These machines adjust their grip strength internally. Only every few tries does it actually hold tight."
"Really?" She tried several more times but still came up empty.
"Ugh."
Seeing her pout, Ye Chuan stepped in. "Let me try."
He inserted a token, eyed the claw, and zeroed in on the Pikachu. The claw clamped onto its head—then, with a surge of spiritual energy, Ye Chuan forced the loose mechanism to lock tight.
Thud!
The plush dropped into the chute.
"Yay!" Lan Xiaoke scooped it up, beaming. "Ye Chuan! You’re amazing!"
"Just decent," he said. "But these toys aren’t worth much anyway."
Lan Xiaoke hugged the plush, her expression nostalgic. "It’s fine… Back when I was poor, I’d just watch others play. I always wanted to try, but I was scared of wasting money if I failed." She grinned sheepishly.
Watching her cradle the toy, Ye Chuan tilted his head slightly, smiling faintly.
"Is that so?"
"Oh! And I’m super good at King of Fighters!"
"Sure, I’ll play a few rounds with you."
"Don’t cry when I beat you!"
"Heh."
……
Ten minutes later, Lan Xiaoke was getting demolished, scrambling to recover the joystick.
"No way, no way!"
"Yes way."
"No!" She was frantic after losing every round. "My secret combo didn’t work on you!"
"Your reactions are too slow," Ye Chuan said. With his heightened perception, he could predict her every move.
"Not fair! I wanna win just once!"
By evening, they still hadn’t exhausted the 500-yuan stash, no matter how hard they played.
But Lan Xiaoke, swinging a bag of seven or eight plushies and clinging to Ye Chuan’s arm, hummed cheerfully. "Hmph~"
"Ye Chuan, can we come again next time?"
"You could just come by yourself. Bring Qian Shuang."
"I…" She tightened her grip on his arm. "Just the two of us. That’s what I want…"
Ye Chuan glanced over and saw her head lowered, her expression hidden.
"I’ll think about it," he said, looking away.
"Hehe, so that’s a yes! Ye Chuan, you’re the best."
"Only if you break through to the Crystal Stage tonight."
"Ugh."
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?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
