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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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."
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
