After finishing the last bite of bread, Ye Chuan packed away the oil paper. Seeing the breadcrumbs still clinging to the corners of Angelina's mouth, he couldn't help but reach out and wipe them away for her.
Angelina's body stiffened slightly. A faint blush crept up her cheeks, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
She looked just like a pitiful little animal.
However, Ye Chuan also noticed that although her small face was dirty, she was actually quite cute.
"Hmm..." Ye Chuan thought for a moment, then stood up and rummaged around. He eventually found a bucket, fetched a basin of water from outside, washed a rag, and returned to Angelina's side.
Angelina wasn't sure what Ye Chuan was going to do, but he used the wrung-out rag to gently wipe her cheeks, revealing her original skin tone.
"Mhm... you look much better with a clean face." Having done this, Ye Chuan smiled and nodded.
Only then did Angelina realize what Ye Chuan was doing. She sat there blankly, not daring to move.
"I'm going to check out the Adventurer's Guild now." After finishing, Ye Chuan stood up. Walking to the door, he turned back, looking a bit worried. "Are you really okay being at home alone? What if those people come back? How about I carry you on my back and take you with me?"
Angelina shook her head and said softly, "They won't."
"You were able to send that burly man flying with a single punch... They won't dare to come back."
As if suddenly remembering something, Ye Chuan asked, "By the way, I wanted to ask a bit about this world."
Angelina whispered, "This is Aether... Yisu Town... It belongs to the Hill Empire. As for anything else... I don't know..."
Ye Chuan nodded, finally gaining a vague understanding of this world in his mind.
So this world was called the Aether Continent, and he was currently in a small town within the Hill Empire.
"Then be good and wait for me at home. Lock the door, and don't open it no matter who knocks," Ye Chuan instructed. "I'll be back soon and bring you something delicious."
"Mhm." Angelina nodded. She watched Ye Chuan's back disappear through the doorway before slowly withdrawing her gaze.
She looked down at the remaining half piece of bread in her hand, then looked around the empty room. For the first time, she felt that this dilapidated little wooden cabin somehow felt a bit like a home.
Would he... really come back?
An unusual emotion stirred within Angelina's numb nerves.
...
Following the directions given by a passerby, Ye Chuan quickly found the Adventurer's Guild.
It was a two-story stone building with a striking emblem hanging on its heavy oak doors.
Even before getting close, one could hear the clamor coming from inside, the shouts of people drinking, the yells of people playing drinking games, and the sizzling sound of roasting meat.
Ye Chuan took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy oak doors.
A mixed scent of roasted meat, ale, and sweat wafted over him.
The hall was brightly lit, and over a dozen wooden tables were packed with people, mostly adventurers wearing leather armor and carrying weapons on their backs.
Aside from humans, there were beastmen with wolf ears, elves with pointed ears, and even dwarves with faint blue skin. They were laughing loudly and chugging ale, creating a lively and rugged atmosphere.
Ye Chuan's appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
He was wearing a set of black casual clothes that looked completely out of place in this world. Without a weapon in hand, he looked gentle and refined, not like an adventurer at all.
The noise in the hall instantly died down a bit. Everyone looked at him curiously, their eyes filled with a degree of inquiry.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under their stares, Ye Chuan offered an awkward smile and quickly walked to the front desk.
Behind the desk sat a girl with neat short hair. Wearing a brown guild uniform and holding a quill, she was organizing documents.
Seeing Ye Chuan approach, she looked up, revealing a pair of bright brown eyes, and asked in a flat tone, "Hello, how can I help you?"
"Hello, I'd like to register as an adventurer and take on some quests," Ye Chuan said.
"A rookie?" The girl raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down. Without asking much, she simply pulled out a form and a quill. "Fill out this form first. Let me explain the rules to you. The Adventurer's Guild is a neutral organization independent of the major empires, and anyone can register."
"Adventurer ranks, from lowest to highest, are divided into six tiers: Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, and Diamond. You can only take quests of your corresponding rank or one rank lower. You can upgrade by completing quests and accumulating points."
"Okay, thank you." Ye Chuan took the form, only to find that he couldn't recognize a single word on it.
He scratched his head awkwardly. "Um... I'm sorry, I have amnesia and I can't read."
The girl paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding. Without prying further, she took the form back and started filling it out for him. "Name?"
"Ye Chuan."
"Age?"
"...Probably around twenty."
"Power level?"
Ye Chuan froze again. "Power level? What's that?"
The quill in the girl's hand paused. She looked up at him, the curiosity in her eyes deepening.
He didn't even know what a power level was, yet he actually dared to become an adventurer?
However, she still patiently explained, "It's the level of your magic or aura, ranging from Tier 1 to Tier 9. Above Tier 9 is the Saint Domain."
Ye Chuan thought about it. He didn't seem to know anything about aura or magic; he only knew that he had a lot of physical strength.
He said vaguely, "I'm not sure either. I guess... I just have a lot of strength."
Hmm...
It didn't seem to be just ordinary strength either.
It was massive!
The girl's mouth twitched, but she didn't press the matter. She casually filled in Tier 1 Warrior in the power section and then put the form away.
"The registration fee is ten silver coins," she said.
Ye Chuan said awkwardly, "Um... I don't have any money right now. Can I owe it for now? Once I finish a quest and make some money, I'll pay you back immediately!"
Seeing his embarrassed state, the girl couldn't help but smile. "It's fine. The guild allows rookies to register on credit. We'll just deduct it from the commission of your first quest."
"The quest board is over there. The Iron-rank quests are all on the bottom tier. Go pick one out yourself."
"Thank you."
Ye Chuan walked over to the quest board in the corner of the hall and looked at it carefully.
As expected, the Iron-rank quests were all simple chores.
They were all errand-running and odd jobs, and the commissions were pitifully small, at most just a few copper coins.
But Ye Chuan didn't mind at all. He was currently completely broke; just being able to earn money was good enough.
He reached out and tore off four quest sheets: cleaning an attic, catching mice, delivering coal, and picking styptic herbs.
These jobs didn't look difficult and could be finished in a day. Added together, they would pay around a hundred copper coins.
"I'll start with these." Ye Chuan folded the quest sheets and put them in his pocket, his eyes filled with motivation.
He decided to put his past aside for now. Since he had amnesia anyway, there was nothing he could do about it. It was better to work hard to earn money and survive in this different world first.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
] 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.
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."
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.”
