Jiang Feng's roar startled the two little creatures at the door.
The two little creatures immediately retracted their heads again.
At this moment, Jiang Feng's heart was extremely vexed.
Looking at the gaze of those two little creatures, it made him feel like he had eaten something strange.
Ridiculous!
Would he be that kind of person?
But Jiang Feng still sighed, extremely vexed as he looked at the bowl of rice noodle soup in front of him.
His expression was even very conflicted.
He had heard people say that this thing was like stinky tofu, smelling foul but tasting delicious.
It's just that when eating it, it's easy to cause misunderstandings.
"Maybe... try a bite?"
Jiang Feng used chopsticks to pick at the noodles in the bowl again.
Immediately, a familiar aroma assailed his nostrils.
That smell, Jiang Feng would never forget it in his entire life.
So, Jiang Feng steeled himself, closed his eyes, and then brought the rice noodle soup to his mouth.
At that moment, bun and Yuan Xiao came running into the room again.
They wobbly crawled into the room and curiously stared at Jiang Feng.
When they saw Jiang Feng putting the rice noodle soup into his mouth...
The two little creatures immediately became unsettled, whispering to each other.
Bun was seen tilting its head, with one little paw deliberately placed beside Yuan Xiao's ear.
The other paw, however, was unhesitatingly pointing at Jiang Feng who was about to eat the rice noodle soup.
Its pair of small eyes even squinted sideways at Jiang Feng.
Then it whispered softly.
It really looked like it was gossiping.
Beside it, Yuan Xiao was somewhat puzzled, nodding its head.
After hearing bun's words, Yuan Xiao immediately widened its eyes, staring at everything in disbelief.
And its little paw covered its tiny mouth, feeling incredulous at this scene.
Whispering!
See, I wasn't wrong!
Huh?
Really?
Whispering!
You see for yourself!
The two little creatures stared intently at Jiang Feng, discussing animatedly.
The air was thick with gossip.
And Jiang Feng, who was about to eat the rice noodle soup, also heard the discussion between the two little creatures.
He immediately put down his chopsticks, looking at the two little creatures with a somewhat displeased expression.
What do you mean?
I said I'm not eating that!
But why are your expressions so odd!
"Bun, this is rice noodle soup, understand? Rice noodle soup!"
"Not what you're thinking."
Jiang Feng left his seat and took a few steps forward, patiently explaining to the two little creatures.
But when bun and Yuan Xiao saw Jiang Feng approaching them, they immediately turned and hid at the doorway.
Only daring to reveal a small head to observe Jiang Feng.
And they used their little paws to cover their noses.
That disdainful look almost infuriated Jiang Feng to death.
At this moment, Jiang Feng finally understood how pale and ineffective his explanation was.
These two little creatures just wouldn't believe him!
"Fine, suit yourselves."
Jiang Feng resigned himself, then suddenly let out a sinister laugh, turned and walked to the rice noodle soup.
Then he directly picked up the rice noodle soup, looking at bun and Yuan Xiao with a wry smile.
Whispering?
Huh?
Bun and Yuan Xiao were frightened by Jiang Feng's smile.
The two little creatures involuntarily stepped back.
"Come here, bun and Yuan Xiao, you two try this good stuff too."
"After eating this, you'll know what it is."
Jiang Feng approached the two little creatures with an evil grin on his face.
Whispering!
Don't come over!
Bun and Yuan Xiao were terrified by Jiang Feng, turning and running outside for their lives.
While Jiang Feng closely followed the two little creatures, holding the rice noodle soup.
Whispering!
Whispering!
Bun and Yuan Xiao were badly scared by Jiang Feng.
This thing was too smelly, they didn't want to eat it!
Seeing the two little creatures running around in a panic, Jiang Feng stopped.
Then he looked at bun and Yuan Xiao with regret.
And the two little creatures, seeing that Jiang Feng was no longer chasing them, also stopped.
Bun angrily opened its little mouth and whined at Jiang Feng.
The tone was as if to say that Jiang Feng was too bad!
Bullying the two of them who were weak and small.
"Okay, I won't tease you two anymore, I'll throw this away, okay?"
Jiang Feng held the rice noodle soup and smiled helplessly.
But bun and Yuan Xiao were still skeptical.
Whispering!
You're lying!
Whispering!
I just saw it!
"What do you two mean? Don't tell me you really thought I was going to eat this!"
The distrustful gaze of the two little creatures really vexed him.
At that moment, the courtyard gate suddenly opened.
Uncle Jiang Aiguo came in carrying a lunchbox.
However, just as he took one step into the gate, Jiang Aiguo immediately retreated back.
The smooth and fluid motion showed no signs of someone leaning on a crutch.
"What are you doing at home!"
Jiang Aiguo frowned and asked Jiang Feng.
He smelled the odor and immediately knew what it was...
"I was eating rice noodle soup just now."
Jiang Feng hurried over and explained.
It scared bun and Yuan Xiao away.
Jiang Aiguo couldn't help but step back again.
Then he looked at the thing Jiang Feng was holding with a surprised expression.
The stench in the courtyard seemed to be coming from this bowl, right?
Jiang Aiguo looked at Jiang Feng in a daze.
Did this kid go crazy from hunger?
How could he eat anything...
And Jiang Feng could tell from his uncle's gaze that trouble was brewing.
His uncle must have misunderstood too.
"Uncle, it's not what you think, this is rice noodle soup, it's edible."
Jiang Feng picked up the rice noodle soup and showed it to Jiang Aiguo a couple of times.
Jiang Aiguo outside the door looked at Jiang Feng skeptically, then placed the lunchbox on the ground.
"You do as you please."
"This is the food your aunt made for you, if you don't want to eat it..."
Jiang Aiguo didn't finish his sentence, turned and left with his crutch.
Jiang Feng stared at the lunchbox in a daze.
I do want to eat it, why wouldn't I?
But it's really not what you think!
I'm wronged!
At this moment, Jiang Feng felt like crying but had no tears.
...
The night passed without incident.
The next morning, after Jiang Feng woke up in a daze and felt the edge of the bed to find bun was not by his side.
He immediately sat up.
Looking around, he then let out a light sigh.
Last night, Jiang Feng was busy until late before finally going to sleep.
Under Uncle Jiang Aiguo's reprimand, Jiang Feng threw away the rice noodle soup.
Yet even so, there was still an extremely strong smell lingering in his courtyard.
It took a long time for it to dissipate.
Jiang Feng swore that he would never buy this thing again!
And the two little creatures were so scared that they didn't dare sleep with Jiang Feng anymore.
They were really afraid, almost developing a psychological trauma.
This thing was just too smelly.
Bun dared to swear that this was the smelliest thing it had ever smelled.
There was no other like it!
It never wanted to smell this odor again.
This really vexed Jiang Feng to no end.
He must never buy this kind of thing again in the future.
This thing was simply not something he could eat.
[Check-in time has arrived, would you like to check in?]
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in Jiang Feng's mind, today's check-in time had arrived again.
"Check in."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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.”
