"Chuanchuan, I'm off to the club."
After school in the afternoon, Ye Chuan packed up his things early and left campus right after saying goodbye to Luo Xi.
Today, he needed to buy a SIM card for Lan Xiaoke, but he also had other errands to run.
Passing by a phone store, Ye Chuan glanced at the sign and walked in.
"I need a data plan SIM," he said as soon as he entered.
"ID card and a hundred yuan," the shopkeeper replied without looking up, sliding a selection of numbers across the counter.
"Mm." Ye Chuan handed over his ID, and after purchasing the SIM, he picked a number and activated it.
The shopkeeper took a look and chuckled. "Ending in 4444? Guess you youngsters really go for these kinds of numbers."
Ye Chuan smirked. "It's not for the living anyway."
The shopkeeper: "?"
Why does this guy sound so creepy?
"Also, get me two phones—good quality, no lag," Ye Chuan added, then paused. "No, make it three. The third one should be the best you’ve got."
The shopkeeper glanced at the phone in Ye Chuan’s hand before pulling out two BlueMi models.
"As for the best one in the store," the shopkeeper said, "that’d be the Apple Pro Max, 256GB."
After a beat, he added, "Ten grand."
"Never mind then," Ye Chuan said.
The shopkeeper wasn’t surprised—Ye Chuan, with his student vibe and BlueMi phone, clearly wasn’t the target customer. But the next moment, Ye Chuan spoke again.
"Make it 1TB. 256GB isn’t enough for photos. And the two BlueMis—highest storage for those too."
The shopkeeper blinked. "We don’t support installment payments here."
"Straight scan," Ye Chuan said impatiently.
"Apple’s fourteen thousand, the two BlueMis three thousand each—total twenty grand."
"Twenty grand? Fine." Ye Chuan swiftly scanned the payment and left with his purchases, leaving the shopkeeper utterly bewildered.
Outside, Ye Chuan looked at the bags in his hand and stashed them directly into his backpack space—no need to carry anything himself, which was undeniably convenient.
Continuing down the street, he spotted a jewelry store.
After a moment’s thought, he walked in.
"Looking for something?" a sales assistant asked as soon as he entered.
"I’ve got some gold here. Wanted to see if you could make a bracelet out of it." Ye Chuan reached into his pocket and placed the gold he’d obtained from his adventures on the glass counter.
The assistant led him to a workshop in the back, where a goldsmith listened to Ye Chuan’s request to turn the fragments into a bracelet.
"Plain band, right?"
The goldsmith weighed the gold on a scale, then frowned. "Kid, this gold’s weight is off."
Ye Chuan paused. Off?
"It’s not 999 purity," the goldsmith said, testing it under a machine before pointing at the reading. "Not the purest. Where’d you get this?"
"Family heirloom," Ye Chuan said offhandedly.
Still, the purity wasn’t too low—just a slight discount for 95% gold.
"Heirloom?" The goldsmith rubbed the metal but didn’t press further.
"Add some more gold to it, then do a silver-wrapped gold finish. Just tell me the price."
Silver-wrapped gold?
An unusual request, but the goldsmith didn’t ask why. "Any other specifics?"
"If possible, engrave 'LX' on the inside."
"Got it. What’s the size?"
Ye Chuan didn’t know bracelet sizes. "No idea. Will height and weight work?"
"Sure."
"168 cm, around 50 kg."
"Then 56 it is."
The goldsmith got to work, and about two hours later, Ye Chuan had his finished piece.
"Added some gold, plus labor—total ten grand," the goldsmith said. "Purity’s solid, and you watched the whole process. Feel free to test it."
"Fine." Ye Chuan paid and left the store, satisfied.
Spending money felt pretty good.
……
With no classes in the afternoon, Ye Chuan was home by a little past five.
The apartment was quiet as he set his things down and slumped into a chair. Suddenly, a ghostly pale female face emerged from the wall beside him.
"Yoooooooo~~~ Back so soon, kiddo?"
Ye Chuan: "..."
Could you not be so terrifying?
Seeing Lan Xiaoke popping her head out of the wall, Ye Chuan suppressed the urge to roll her into a ball and yanked her out instead. "If you come out like that again, I’ll knock your head sideways."
"Mean."
"Hm?" Ye Chuan raised his voice.
"Ah, forgive me, Lord Ye!" Lan Xiaoke floated behind him, massaging his shoulders with an exaggeratedly fawning expression. "Sooo… did you get me a phone?"
"Yep." Ye Chuan pulled out the BlueMi. "Here."
"Woo-hoo!" Lan Xiaoke somersaulted midair in excitement.
"SIM’s already in. Need me to show you how to use it?"
"Nah, I’ve been hiding in the vents watching students use smartphones all day." She waved him off, as if it were child’s play.
But soon, she hit a snag.
Facial recognition didn’t work for her.
The front camera couldn’t detect her face.
After fiddling with it for a while, she silently turned off the feature.
As Lan Xiaoke played with her phone, Ye Chuan asked, "By the way, what about your family?"
After all these years, wasn’t she curious?
"Dunno. Dead, probably?" she replied casually.
"That’s awfully nonchalant."
"If they’d treated me well, I wouldn’t have choked to death on instant noodles," Lan Xiaoke muttered, her playful mood dimming. She brushed aside the bangs covering one eye and drifted toward her room.
"I’m heading back."
"Mm."
Once she was gone, Ye Chuan took the other phone and knocked on Bai Qianshuang’s door. "Qianshuang."
"Just come in," her voice sounded from inside.
Pushing the door open, he found Bai Qianshuang reading.
He glanced at the title—
The Art of Communication.
"You’re… reading this?" Ye Chuan asked.
Bai Qianshuang nodded expressionlessly. "There’s much to learn."
"Like what?"
"Closer terms of address facilitate better interaction." She pondered for a moment before looking at him. "Husband, are you hungry?"
Ye Chuan: "?!"
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)
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?"
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."
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!"
