Having two girls suddenly appear in the house was actually quite nice—at least it was pleasing to the eye, wasn’t it?
But don’t be too envious.
This was traded for with my dear old dad.
Today, Third Sister woke up late.
She claimed it was because the bed felt unfamiliar.
After freshening up and changing clothes—
"Let’s go!"
Seeing them ready, Cao Cheng waved his hand and headed out for breakfast.
Cooking at home was out of the question—no ingredients, and even less motivation to wake up early.
Enjoying life came first.
Who wanted to spend all day slaving over a stove?
"Third Sister, you look like you didn’t sleep well. Later, I’ll brew you a sleep-aid tea—guaranteed to knock you out till dawn," Cao Cheng said.
Ren Yushang nodded. "Thank you, little brother."
"Don’t mention it."
Ren Yuege, standing nearby, curled her lip and muttered jealously, "Pfft, as if you know anything about traditional medicine. ‘Brewing’ tea, my foot!"
Cao Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Fourth Sister, don’t provoke me. I actually know a thing or two about Chinese medicine."
"…"
The phrase "a thing or two" triggered some unpleasant memories for her.
Ren Yuege eyed him skeptically. "You know medicine?"
"A thing or two, just a thing or two!" Cao Cheng replied with a smirk.
Ren Yushang stifled a laugh—she’d already heard from Ren Yuege about Cao Cheng’s history with the term "a thing or two."
Whether they believed him or not, Cao Cheng didn’t bother explaining further.
This was just a flex, after all.
Brewing sleep-aid tea was child’s play.
The real skill lay in… massage!
The perfect moment would come when one of them twisted an ankle or took a fall—that’s when Cao Cheng would truly shine.
Isn’t that how it always goes in novels?
Otherwise, why even study traditional medicine?
Actually treat people?
Yeah, right.
No medical license? That’s illegal.
We righteous folk don’t break the law.
"No need to drive. There’s a breakfast spot right outside—just a short walk. Plus, there’s nowhere to park over there," Cao Cheng said, waving it off. "If you want authentic local food, go for the hole-in-the-wall joints."
Hearing this, the two girls didn’t argue.
They strolled alongside Cao Cheng, the three of them ambling along.
It felt pretty nice.
"Xiao Cao, oh my—who’s this?"
"Wow, Xiao Cao, you’ve got a girlfriend now?"
"These two girls are real lookers—which one’s your sweetheart?"
The moment the twins stepped outside, they caused a stir.
Twins weren’t common in real life, let alone twins of this caliber.
Emotional energy levels skyrocketed around them.
Most men passing by radiated feelings of [envy], [resentment], [dejection]… even [rage].
Cao Cheng hadn’t expected this.
He’d taken Ren Yuege out before, to malls and such.
But back then, she’d worn a mask—only her figure drew second glances.
Who would’ve thought that the twins showing their faces together would have such an explosive effect?
Plus, after the system upgrade, his perception of emotions had become fascinating. Before, it was just system notifications.
Now, it felt eerily real—he could practically see the emotions swirling around people.
Almost like a "mind-reading" ability.
From now on, whether someone harbored malice or goodwill toward him, Cao Cheng would sense it.
Pretty handy.
Ignoring the glares from other men, Cao Cheng cheerfully introduced the twins to the aunties at the gate: "This is my Third Sister, and this is my Fourth Sister!"
"??"
One sharp-minded auntie frowned. "Aren’t these girls twins? Shouldn’t they be the same age? How’s one your elder sister and the other your younger sister?"
Great question.
Cao Cheng shot her a look. Oh, you’re the clever one, huh?
Looking for trouble?
Talkative, aren’t we?
Ren Yuege smirked, watching Cao Cheng squirm. Let’s see how he wriggles out of this one.
Cao Cheng chuckled. "Funny story—they were born three minutes apart. I popped out right in between. Hence, one’s older, one’s younger."
"Ohhh!" The aunties nodded sagely.
What a coincidence.
Ren Yuege rolled her eyes but didn’t correct him.
In public, she’d give him some face—she’d just twist his ear later.
What nonsense.
And these old biddies actually bought it?
Unbelievable.
"Wait, Xiao Cao, since when do you have sisters?"
"Adopted."
"Oho, now that’s something." The aunties exchanged knowing glances.
You know nothing.
Cao Cheng waved them off. "Alright, ladies, carry on. We’re off for breakfast."
"Sure, sure."
"Take care."
"See you later, Xiao Cao."
"Xiao Cao, come by for dinner sometime—Auntie will make you braised pork."
"Will do!" Cao Cheng replied cheerfully.
(He wouldn’t.)
This particular auntie had a son in his early twenties.
Probably matchmaking.
Wishful thinking.
Her son was a deadbeat—graduated but stayed home mooching off his parents, refusing to work. And not even going out to play chess or mahjong—just rotting at home gaming.
Pathetic.
—
Leaving the neighborhood, the emotional energy still buzzed behind them.
Ren Yuege sniffed. "Didn’t realize you were so popular with the local gossips. They all adore you, huh?"
"Quit the sarcasm." Cao Cheng shrugged. "You’ve clearly never heard of my reputation around here—"
"Xiao Cao, off to breakfast?" Another auntie greeted him warmly, eyeing the twins. "My, these girls are stunning. You’re a lucky man."
"Ah, thank you, thank you." Cao Cheng grinned.
As they walked away, he nodded smugly. "See? That’s what I call a solid fanbase. Proof of my upstanding character."
Ren Yushang played along, nodding earnestly in agreement.
Bantering and laughing, they soon reached the breakfast shop.
Packed.
Office workers, students.
Their arrival caused another commotion.
Now Cao Cheng understood why Ren Yuege always wore a mask outside.
Too pretty—people couldn’t help staring.
Masks didn’t stop it completely, but they cut down the gawking significantly.
Twins? Double the devastation.
Cao Cheng was floored.
Harvesting emotional energy had never been this easy.
Just walking around with them netted him over a hundred points already.
You guys make my past chess hustling look pathetic by comparison.
—
Ren Yuege scanned the room and frowned. "No seats?"
"Here!" A middle-aged man shot to his feet. "Ladies, take my table—I was just finishing up."
Cao Cheng eyed the man’s half-eaten noodles and untouched steamed pork dish.
"Just finishing," his ass.
Pathetic simp.
Forty-something and still white-knighting? Planning to die on that hill?
A familiar woman waved. "Xiao Cao! Over here!"
"Ah, Sister Liu! Fancy seeing you." Cao Cheng guided the twins toward her table.
The rejected man slumped back down, radiating negativity—especially when his friends mocked him.
But he forced a smile, determined to keep up appearances in front of the beauties.
His eyes kept darting toward their table.
Around them, most patrons stole glances.
The more restrained ones looked away, then peeked, looked away, peeked again…
Creeps.
The boss even personally brought over the noodles, took a close look, and then left satisfied.
Cao Cheng was impressed.
Are twins really that captivating?
He didn’t see what the big deal was—they looked pretty average, just ordinary people. What was so special about them?
Tsk, a bunch of people with no taste.
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?"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
