Chen Zhi opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs.
He took out a frying pan and placed it on the stove.
He turned on the heat and added oil.
His movements were smooth and fluid, though somewhat comical given his limited height and arm span.
As the oil temperature gradually rose, smoke began to waft from the pan.
Chen Zhi picked up an egg and gently tapped it against the edge of the pan.
Crack.
A perfect crack appeared on the eggshell.
He broke it open with one hand.
The egg slid smoothly into the pan.
Sizzle—
The hot oil met the egg, instantly erupting into a wonderful sound.
A rich, savory aroma spread through the cramped kitchen.
Wow! Smells so good!
Lin Wanwan sniffed, drool literally dripping from her mouth.
She clung to the edge of the counter, looking as if she wanted to stick her head right into the pan.
Zhi Zhi, you are amazing!
You are the most awesome Zhi Zhi in the whole world!
She showered him with free-flowing praise.
The corners of Chen Zhi's mouth twitched upward; he was quite pleased.
Although it was just a simple fried egg, in the eyes of the little foodie, it was practically a miracle.
He picked up the spatula and carefully flipped the egg.
A golden hue, crispy edges, and a runny yolk.
Perfect.
Just then, the kettle next to him let out a whistling sound, followed by a click.
The water was boiling.
A jet of white steam shot out from the spout.
The water is boiling! The water is boiling!
Lin Wanwan cried out excitedly.
Seeing Chen Zhi fully focused on dealing with the second egg and seemingly unable to free his hands, a strong desire to show off surged in her heart.
Zhi Zhi was frying eggs for her, so she was going to help Zhi Zhi pour the water!
I will pour the water!
Lin Wanwan volunteered loudly.
Before Chen Zhi could react, she had already reached out her little hands.
But the kettle was filled with boiling water and was quite heavy.
Even Chen Zhi would have trouble lifting it, let alone Lin Wanwan.
Lin Wanwan stood on her tiptoes and grabbed the handle with both hands.
Do not move!
Chen Zhi snapped his head around, his pupils shrinking.
But it was too late.
Lin Wanwan had overestimated her strength and underestimated the weight of the boiling water.
The moment the kettle left its base, gravity instantly taught her a harsh lesson.
Her wrists simply could not bear the weight and violently sank downward.
The kettle tilted sharply.
Boiling hot water surged out uncontrollably from the spout.
And it was aimed right at Lin Wanwan's chest and face!
Ah—
Lin Wanwan's eyes widened in terror as she watched the steaming stream of water splash toward her.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Chen Zhi's mind went completely blank.
There was no room for thought.
Nor was there any process of weighing the pros and cons.
He threw away the spatula and lunged off the stool.
His left arm instinctively blocked the kettle.
His right hand violently yanked Lin Wanwan away.
Splash!
The boiling water poured unreservedly onto Chen Zhi's left forearm.
The temperature far exceeded the limit of what human skin could endure.
Hiss—
Chen Zhi gasped sharply, his facial features instantly twisting in agony.
His nerve endings frantically transmitted danger signals to his brain.
Clang!
The kettle hit the floor and rolled far away, spilling the remaining boiling water all over the ground, emitting white smoke.
Lin Wanwan was stunned silly by the sudden turn of events.
She stood blankly in place, staring at Chen Zhi's arm.
The originally fair and tender skin turned bright red at a visible rate, and then rapidly formed a terrifying layer of white blisters.
In some places, the flesh was even peeled back, a shocking sight.
Zhi... Zhi Zhi...
Lin Wanwan's voice trembled, laced with a sob.
Her face was deathly pale, and large teardrops rolled down from her eyes.
Chen Zhi gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
It hurt.
It hurt incredibly bad.
The pain receptors in this four-and-a-half-year-old body seemed even more sensitive than an adult's.
He felt as if his entire forearm was being roasted over an open fire.
But he could not care about that right now.
Enduring the excruciating pain, he used his right hand to pull Lin Wanwan away from the puddle of boiling water.
Do not step in the water... it is hot...
Chen Zhi squeezed a few words through his teeth, his voice extremely hoarse.
He looked down at his left arm.
Red, swollen, blistered, and gruesome.
He was done for.
This was not a minor injury that a bandage could fix.
It might leave a bad scar.
It could even cause nerve damage.
Waaah!!!
Lin Wanwan finally snapped back to reality and let out an earth-shattering wail.
It was out of fear, guilt, and above all, heartache.
She looked at Chen Zhi's terrifying arm, wanting to reach out and touch it, but not daring to.
Boohoo... Zhi Zhi... I am sorry... boohoo...
It is bleeding... so scary... boohoo...
I want my mommy... I want to save Zhi Zhi...
The little girl cried her heart out, gasping for breath.
Chen Zhi leaned against the kitchen counter, panting heavily, trying to use deep breaths to ease the pain.
But it was to little avail.
The burning sensation traveled all the way up his arm, shooting straight to the top of his skull.
He felt like he was about to pass out.
But he knew he could not faint.
There were only two four-year-old kids in the house.
If he passed out, this silly girl Lin Wanwan would not be able to do anything but cry.
Stop... stop crying...
Chen Zhi used all his remaining strength to shout.
Although his voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable authority.
Lin Wanwan's crying abruptly stopped, and she looked at him between sobs.
Go... turn on the faucet...
Chen Zhi pointed at the sink.
Cold water... turn it all the way up...
Lin Wanwan wiped her tears and nodded frantically.
She scrambled up onto the stool on all fours and twisted the faucet all the way open.
Whoosh—
Freezing cold tap water gushed out.
Gritting his teeth, Chen Zhi shoved his burned left arm under the running water.
Sizzle—
The moment the cold water touched his scorching skin, the extreme contrast of ice and fire almost made him scream.
But immediately after, the piercing burning sensation eased just a bit.
Rinse.
Keep rinsing.
This was the first rule of first aid for burns.
Chen Zhi stared intently at the wound being washed by the water, his mind racing to figure out the next step.
He had to get to a hospital immediately.
But there were no adults around.
How would they get there?
Wanwan...
Chen Zhi turned his head and looked at his little childhood sweetheart who was still sobbing beside him.
His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were completely devoid of color.
Go call... your dad...
Do you know... the number?
Lin Wanwan nodded vigorously, sending tears flying.
I know! I know!
Her mom had forced her to memorize it, saying she must remember her parents' numbers in case of an emergency.
She never expected they would actually run into an emergency.
Go to the living room and call.
Hurry!
Chen Zhi growled.
Lin Wanwan jumped down from the stool.
Not even bothering to put on her shoes, she sprinted barefoot toward the living room.
The sound of the receiver being picked up.
The sound of dialing.
Beep... beep... beep...
In the kitchen, the running water continued to rush.
Chen Zhi felt as if his hand no longer belonged to him.
The pain was draining a massive amount of his stamina.
Finally.
From the living room came Lin Wanwan's tearful shout.
Daddy! Help!
Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi is cooked!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
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!
