"Sleep together?" Ye Chuan looked at the white-haired loli in front of him. Though he didn’t mind the idea, he still ran through the rules in his head.
One of them explicitly stated that he shouldn’t make his little sister angry, right?
"Mm, okay." Ye Chuan agreed without hesitation. Besides, she was so cute—holding her while sleeping would probably be pretty comfortable.
Hearing his agreement, the little sister immediately broke into an adorable smile before turning around to fetch her pillow.
Night deepened, and by now, the sister had already climbed into bed first.
"Hm?" But when Ye Chuan lifted the blanket, he felt an inexplicable stickiness beneath him, as if the bed was coated with an invisible layer of slime.
He reached out, running his fingers over the surface, then brought them to his nose—no particular smell.
"What’s wrong, brother?" Noticing Ye Chuan sniffing his hand, a flicker of emotion passed through the sister’s eyes before she spoke up. "Is… the bed dirty?"
"Not dirty, no." Ye Chuan shook his head, turning off the light and lying down.
The moment he closed his eyes, he felt his hand being held. What should have been a soft, small hand instead gave him the sensation of gripping a tentacle.
Ye Chuan said nothing, continuing to rest with his eyes shut.
"Brother?"
"Brother?"
From another perspective, a mass of crimson flesh clung to Ye Chuan’s side, its fissures lined with dense, unsettling eyes. Seven or eight tentacles coiled tightly around his arm as the creature whispered, "Are you asleep…?"
As if testing his reaction.
But the next second, its movements froze—Ye Chuan’s breathing had steadied, his body completely relaxed.
Asleep?
Why?
The sister seemed puzzled. Why wasn’t he afraid of her? Everyone else she’d encountered before couldn’t stay calm in her presence.
None of them could ever truly treat her like a sister.
But this "brother" was different. He genuinely acted as if she were his little sister—unafraid, even patting her head and hugging her.
"Brother~"
"Thank you."
The bloodied flesh slowly spread over Ye Chuan’s body, contrasting eerily with his peacefully sleeping face.
The scene in the room sent the barrage of comments scrolling wildly—
[Absolute legend. This player’s mental fortitude is insane!]
[Sleeping while cuddling a pile of rotten flesh? Just how strong is this guy’s survival instinct?]
[If this guy gets an A-rank clear, I won’t even complain. Hands down the most unshakable player I’ve ever seen.]
[Some players do get help from monster families, but this level of acting is next-level.]
[No words. Is this guy a high-tier player or something?]
[Maybe he’s blind and can’t see her?]
[Yeah right. An A-rank clear in the Mute Academy? Getting a C-rank after surviving seven days would already be a miracle.]
The night passed without incident.
Morning arrived.
"Haah…" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ye Chuan yawned as he woke up, only to find the white-haired loli still curled up beside him, her tiny hand clutching the hem of his clothes.
Her small, curled-up form looked both pitiful and endearing.
"I actually fell asleep last night without realizing. Was I just that tired?" Since he couldn’t save and log out, this was a rare instance of him spending the night in the adventure world.
"Mm, let’s see…"
Ye Chuan opened the daily rewards interface and noticed that rental fees and items in the adventure world didn’t refresh—likely because time there was frozen. Only the point shop had updated.
He immediately checked the tech section of the point shop.
[1. Missile Launcher]
[2. Hoverboard]
[3. Pathfinder Drone]
Oh?
Previously, Ye Chuan hadn’t thought much of tech-based weapons since Ke Ning’s favorability wasn’t high enough to unlock conceptual-tier items.
But in this world where spiritual energy was forbidden, these were actually useful tools.
And they weren’t even expensive.
[Item: Missile Launcher
Fires a devastating missile. Explosive aftermath will not harm you.
Ammo: 3]
[Item: Hoverboard
Allows for short-term flight.
Battery life: 5000 hours]
[Item: Pathfinder Drone
A scouting drone capable of scanning paths ahead.]
A hoverboard?
"Buy. All of it." After a glance at his points, Ye Chuan acquired all three items. Whether they’d be useful or not, having more tools was never a bad thing.
He even regretted clearing his inventory earlier—otherwise, the items Lan Xiaoke had dropped could’ve been handy.
"Mm…"
Ye Chuan opened Lan Xiaoke’s Occult Shop, which contained some talismans. But since they required spiritual energy to activate, they were useless here.
"That’s it for now."
After organizing his gear, Ye Chuan put away his phone—only to notice his sister had already woken up at some point, her eyes fixed on him.
When he turned his head, she immediately shut her eyes again, feigning sleep with practiced ease.
"Awake?" Ye Chuan chuckled.
The sister blinked open her eyes, pulling the blanket over her face sheepishly. "Hehe, good morning, brother."
"Morning. Let’s wash up and head to the academy." Ye Chuan got up to freshen up.
"Okay~"
The two acted like real siblings, going through their morning routine. Ye Chuan even wiped his sister’s face with a towel, which she seemed to enjoy.
"Brother~" The sister clung to Ye Chuan’s arm affectionately, her behavior growing increasingly intimate.
Ye Chuan wasn’t sure how close his character had been with her before, but he didn’t mind the clinginess.
The texture was a bit weird, though—he chose to ignore it.
He wasn’t oblivious. But since his sister was most likely a trustworthy entity, he didn’t care about the rest.
Even if she was a monster, in the dark, it made no difference.
"Let’s have breakfast." In the kitchen, their mother and father sat in the same positions as yesterday.
The mother smiled warmly, while the father expressionlessly read the newspaper.
On the surface, it was a perfectly ordinary scene. But after yesterday’s events, an undercurrent of eeriness lingered beneath the normalcy.
"Okay." Ye Chuan didn’t ask questions, simply sitting down as he had the day before.
"How was the opening ceremony yesterday? Were your classmates and teachers nice?" the mother asked cheerfully, though her gaze remained fixed on Ye Chuan.
"Pretty good. The classmates were all great—they helped me top up my meal card and even saved me a seat," Ye Chuan replied between bites.
"The teachers were nice too. When I didn’t return to the classroom, one even chased after me to escort me back."
"Is that so?"
At this, both parents’ eyes shifted to the sister beside Ye Chuan.
But the sister’s expression darkened, a flash of crimson flickering in her eyes.
"……" The mother and father fell silent.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
