The system panel unfolded before his eyes.
[Age forty: You were unemployed at home, relying on food delivery to make a living. Meanwhile, Lin Wanwan had become a household name, a national superstar. After a certain award ceremony, she turned down all the celebration banquets, wore sunglasses and a mask, and drove a luxury car to the downstairs of your leaky rented apartment.]
[Looking at you covered in the smell of cooking oil and smoke, her eyes turned slightly red. Ignoring her manager's attempts to stop her, she tightly held your rough hand right in front of the paparazzi's cameras.]
["Chen Zhi, nothing can separate us now."]
Chen Zhi stared at these lines of text, his pupils quaking.
Holy crap?
Older Chen Zhi in the future actually had it this good?
And...
Chen Zhi looked at Lin Wanwan, who was currently hanging onto his arm and giggling foolishly.
This girl would actually be this devoted in the future?
In his memory, ever since his father's business failed and went bankrupt during middle school in his past life, they had moved away, and the two of them had completely lost contact.
He didn't expect to discover after being reborn that this red string of fate was actually so thick that it couldn't even be cut.
[Mission: The Childhood Sweetheart's Expectation.]
[Separated for over twenty years, your childhood sweetheart has become the brightest star under the spotlight, while you are the most complete failure in life. Yet, she still firmly held your hand and chose you under the public's gaze.]
[Tell the whole world that she is yours.]
[Mission Reward: English Proficiency.]
Chen Zhi stared at that reward, his eyes instantly lighting up.
English Proficiency!
This was definitely a good thing.
In his past life, he had suffered because of his poor English. He only passed the Level 4 English exam after taking it three times and completely gave up on Level 6. This resulted in him having no opportunities when looking for highly sought-after jobs in foreign trade and cross-border e-commerce.
If he could master English right now, how much trouble would it save him in school later on?
He wouldn't need to memorize vocabulary or grind through practice tests. The saved time could be entirely used to play games... ah, no, to improve himself.
Since the system was already spoon-feeding him, he would be an idiot not to eat.
"Alright, alright, it's time for Xiao Zhi to do his Zhuazhou item-picking ceremony!"
Zhang Guifang's voice pulled Chen Zhi's thoughts back to reality.
She gently picked Lin Wanwan up and placed her to the side.
"Be a good girl, Wanwan. Let Xiao Zhi pick first. He'll play with you after he's done."
Although Lin Wanwan was a bit reluctant, she still sat obediently to the side, her big eyes staring at Chen Zhi without blinking, while she softly muttered "Zhizhi" under her breath.
Chen Zhi took a deep breath and adjusted his sitting posture.
He looked at the dazzling array of items in front of him.
A fountain pen that looked very expensive.
A thick stack of hundred-yuan bills.
A Ferrari car key model.
A stamp seal.
There were also an abacus, a computer mouse, a stethoscope...
Zhang Guifang stood to the side, nervously rubbing her hands together and muttering to herself, "Pick the money, pick the money, you have to pick the money, and become a big boss in the future."
Chen Jun, on the other hand, was giggling foolishly nearby. "Picking the pen isn't bad either, he can be a great writer in the future."
Chen Zhi moved.
On all fours, like a lion king (cub version) patrolling his territory, he slowly crawled into the middle of the circle of items.
He paused in front of the stack of cash.
Zhang Guifang held her breath.
Chen Zhi reached out his hand and... pushed the stack of money away.
"Ah!"
Zhang Guifang let out a wail of pity.
Chen Zhi continued to crawl.
Passed by the fountain pen, ignored it.
Passed by the car key, kicked it away.
Passed by the seal, didn't even spare it a glance.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"What does this child want to pick?"
"Could it be that none of these catch his eye?"
Under the crowd's puzzled gazes, Chen Zhi resolutely crawled out of the item circle.
His target was very clear.
Pointing straight at Lin Wanwan, who was sitting not far away.
Seeing Chen Zhi crawling over, Lin Wanwan's eyes instantly curved into two smiling crescent moons, and she excitedly clapped her little hands.
Chen Zhi crawled right in front of Lin Wanwan and stopped.
He straightened his upper body. Even though he was still wearing a diaper, he had his imposing aura completely dialed in.
He reached out his chubby little hand and grabbed Lin Wanwan's little hand that had just been waving.
Held it tightly.
Interlocked their fingers.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the group of dumbfounded adults around him.
That gaze contained three parts nonchalance, three parts taking it as a matter of course, and four parts of the firm resolution that "I am definitely securing this meal ticket."
"Wow!"
Lin Wanwan let out a cheer, and in return, tightly grabbed Chen Zhi's hand, smiling a hundred times happier than when she had grabbed the microphone earlier.
"Zhizhi! Pick!"
The whole room fell dead silent for two seconds.
Then, it erupted with exclamations ten times more enthusiastic than before.
"Oh my god!"
Lin Jing covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes full of unbelievable delight.
"Did Xiao Zhi just... pick a person?"
Zhang Guifang froze for a moment, then burst into a fit of wild laughter, laughing so hard she bent forward and backward, almost losing her footing.
"Hahahaha! Good! Good boy! So promising!"
She slapped Chen Jun on the shoulder forcefully, making him bare his teeth in pain.
"I told you he takes after me! What an eye! Absolutely brilliant! What money or pens, how can they be more important than a wife!"
The guests also reacted, all laughing uproariously.
"This child is incredible!"
"This is settling his lifelong marriage!"
"This is better than picking anything else! He directly picked a wife!"
Amidst the cheerful voices and laughter, only one person couldn't laugh.
Lin Shuxian.
This company boss, who was always resolute and decisive in the outside world, currently had an extremely stiff smile on his face.
He looked at his precious daughter's little hand being tightly held by that pig's trotter.
Then he looked at Chen Zhi's expression that screamed, "This woman is mine."
Lin Shuxian felt as if his heart had been viciously stabbed by something.
Sour.
So sour.
It was like the fresh and tender little cabbage he had painstakingly grown had just sprouted its first leaves, only to be uprooted by the neighbor's pig.
And this pig was uprooting it right in front of his face, swaggering about!
And it was just a one-year-old brat, so he couldn't even say anything about it.
"Hehe..."
Lin Shuxian squeezed out two dry laughs from between his teeth and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Behind the lenses flashed a cold light known as "the old father's glare."
"This child Xiao Zhi... hehe, he sure knows how to pick things."
He tried to maintain his dignity, but his hand hidden behind his back had already crumpled the hem of his suit jacket.
Chen Zhi keenly sensed the murderous aura coming from his father-in-law.
But he didn't panic in the slightest.
He even pulled Lin Wanwan's little hand closer to himself right in front of Lin Shuxian.
[Mission complete.]
[Reward distributed: English Proficiency.]
Countless vocabulary words and grammatical structures instantly flooded his mind. The feeling was like a blocked blood vessel suddenly becoming clear.
Chen Zhi was in a great mood.
He looked at Lin Wanwan, whose smile was as beautiful as a flower in front of him, and silently sighed in his heart.
Forget it.
For the sake of English Proficiency and the future meal ticket.
I'll reluctantly accept this childhood sweetheart.
Right at this moment, the photographer in charge of taking pictures happened to press the shutter.
The flash went off.
The scene froze.
A boy dressed in red domineeringly held a girl's hand, while the girl smiled so widely her eyes turned into crescents.
The background featured the mothers laughing so hard they were shaking, and an old father with a face that screamed, "Where is my knife?"

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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?"

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.”