In short.
After the gaming helmets appeared,
Big and small uproars never ceased.
Scalpers, big and small, never disappeared either.
Though over time, the protesting crowds would gradually dwindle,
But...
At the slightest stir—like the recent viral short videos sweeping through Europe and America, bringing along clips of games played inside those helmets—
The feeling was... unbeatable.
And so, with the popularity of these short videos, the issue of gaming helmets was brought back into the spotlight. Protests continued, and complaints never stopped.
...
Fortunately.
This time was different.
The Eastern District introduced a visa-free policy.
Coming over became much easier.
With some luck, you could even buy a helmet here and take it back.
Though it required some maneuvering.
But the scalper price here was only around a hundred thousand RMB—roughly twenty grand in dollars, several times cheaper than what they’d pay back home through their own scalpers!
Worth the risk.
At worst, they could cross the border via land, first to Shit Country, then exit from there and catch a flight back to Europe or America.
That way, they had a chance to smuggle the helmet out.
A bit troublesome, sure.
There were also rumors about specialized routes for smuggling helmets—as long as you could buy one from a scalper here, they had connections to get it out, just for an extra fee.
In short.
The risks were higher, but the rewards were worth it.
...
Recently, more and more tourists arrived.
And the photos and videos they sent back multiplied.
One of the top three trending videos was about buying a helmet.
A tourist found a scalper, paid a few bucks, and got a helmet—footage like this exploded online overseas.
Moreover,
Tourists only needed a passport and a local SIM card to register online for a chance to win a helmet reservation.
Whether by coincidence or not,
Over the past month, foreigners visiting China seemed to hit the jackpot frequently.
The odds were surprisingly high.
Almost one in three foreigners won.
Securing the cheapest gaming helmets.
These filtered videos spread abroad, causing another sensation.
If scalper-bought helmets had sparked envy before, now winning one through a lottery drove people mad with jealousy.
After all,
A helmet costing less than thirty thousand RMB could be resold to scalpers for around a hundred and thirty thousand.
Effectively covering their entire trip expenses.
...
That’s right.
This was all Young Master Cao’s doing.
No tampering with the lottery odds—just platforms accessing user data behind the scenes. If they won fairly, they got it.
If not, they’d simply receive a fake winning notification.
A few wasted helmets were nothing.
But the advertising payoff was huge.
Platforms played along, ensuring the clips went viral with their logos visible.
All indirect marketing.
...
Beyond gaming helmets,
Other trending clips featured food, entertainment, and safety—especially healthcare.
Ordinary medical services weren’t worth mentioning.
Every country had its strengths and weaknesses.
But miracle treatments?
Anyone with a passport could queue up at designated hospitals for specific medications.
Many were cancer drugs.
Affordable, too.
Of course,
“Affordable” meant for those with local insurance or special plans. Foreigners paid the standard price.
But even that was fifteen times cheaper than abroad.
A full fifteen times.
Domestic sales were in RMB, while overseas prices were in dollars—and doubled at that!
And these meds didn’t require smuggling.
Rules allowed tourists to carry a limited amount out—enough for a month, maybe a month and a half at most.
So now,
Many came for treatment, using visa-free entry, then hopping to Hong Kong or elsewhere before re-entering.
They’d stay until cured.
The costs weren’t excessive, especially if they avoided first-tier cities.
Now, rentals in second-tier, provincial capitals, or even smaller cities—especially spacious, well-furnished ones—were in high demand.
...
Thus,
Helmet lottery winners.
Medical tourists.
Domestic safety.
Local hospitality.
All these viral clips stirred up quite a storm.
And boosted national pride significantly.
But this was just the beginning.
Young Master Cao knew—even if the timeline differed slightly from his dreams, and Cao Cheng had altered a few things—
The future would diverge more and more.
But Young Master Cao was certain.
Rebuilding national confidence was a two-generation task, not achievable in one.
The era of insecurity had lasted three to four generations.
Reversing it in one was near impossible.
Some people were rotten to the bone.
Only ashes could harden them again.
Still,
With Young Master Cao here, he believed he could achieve in one-and-a-half generations what took two in his dreams.
That was confidence.
After all, shifting the tide required monumental power.
Only with his system, plus the flood of emotional feedback from the helmets, did he dare aim so high.
Otherwise,
Even with the system, claiming to shorten the timeline would’ve been sheer arrogance.
...
...
As expected.
None of the sanctions or “security” crackdowns from his dreams materialized.
Because some things had nothing to do with security.
It was all about media interests and profits.
Even the elites tied to the Eternal Club hesitated before moving against Young Master Cao.
Hadn’t they seen John’s collapse?
It started with a small protest.
Against gaming helmets, against Miracle Cosmetics.
Then snowballed into chaos.
Of course,
The real trigger was freezing Miracle Cosmetics’ funds.
Retaliation followed—companies pulled out their capital, trust evaporated, and the dominoes fell.
Hacked systems.
A cascade of crises... ending in collapse.
Thankfully, John held massive dollar-denominated bonds and gold reserves as a lifeline.
Without those, it would’ve been wiped out.
Literally.
A tiny island.
A handful of people.
Surrounded by enemies after cutting ties with Europe.
Their only overseas “ally”? No saint either.
If they’d faltered without those safeguards,
The first to strike would’ve been that “ally” and their neighbors.
A narrow escape.
It was precisely because of John's cautionary tale that many others who had designs on Miracle had to think twice before acting.
This was a reputation forged through sheer force.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.