Officer Zhao was very different at night compared to during the day.
Yan Dongxu couldn't explain it clearly for a while.
But he could clearly sense the difference.
"Put your things down somewhere, wash your hands, and let's eat," Zhao Qingqing said, welcoming them like a young wife. It made Yan Dongxu feel quite uncomfortable.
"Shh, keep your voice down, Xinyan is fast asleep," Zhao Qingqing whispered, gently closing the bedroom door and gesturing for everyone to keep their voices down.
Afterwards, she gave Yan Dongxu a look of complaint.
"You should have told us the child was sleeping; you almost woke her up."
"Well... I didn't have the chance," Yan Dongxu replied.
"Let's not worry about it. Xinyan is sleeping soundly. Let's just act normally and there's no need to deliberately lower our voices."
Yan Dongxu found Zhao Qingqing's behavior strange and somewhat deliberate.
The hot pot soup was boiling, and they started to cook and eat.
After a few bites, Yan Dongxu raised his cup and said, "I don't know everyone's names yet, so I'll drink this cup first, then let Officer Zhao introduce you all."
Cheers!
They clinked their glasses and downed the beer.
"This is my senior brother, Du Sen," Zhao Qingqing introduced.
"The two next to him are Lin Xia and Gu Bei, both his colleagues and teammates."
Du Sen was the tallest among them.
He must have been around 1.9 meters tall, with a sturdy build and muscular physique, sitting there like a small mountain.
He was quite handsome, the mature kind that gives off a stable and reliable vibe.
Coupled with his deep voice, he was the ideal type for countless young girls.
Lin Xia, on the other hand, had relatively fair skin compared to Du Sen's wheatish complexion. His temperament couldn't be called feminine, but he had a slightly delicate appearance.
With his long hair tied in a ponytail, when Yan Dongxu first saw Lin Xia, he actually thought he was a woman.
If it weren't for his voice and Adam's apple, which were distinctly male, it would have been easy to mistake him.
Gu Bei was relatively ordinary.
He belonged to the kind of person who would be hard to notice in a crowd.
Nothing stood out about his height, looks, or physique.
But he was the most comfortable person for Yan Dongxu.
"I heard from Qingqing that you've known her for a long time," Du Sen said as he spoke up.
"Oh..." Yan Dongxu looked puzzled, not understanding what Du Sen was talking about.
He had only known Zhao Qingqing for three days, so how could it be a long time?
Moreover, they couldn't even be considered friends. If you had to say something, half a friend would be generous.
Just as he was puzzled, Zhao Qingqing gave him a meaningful look and kicked him under the table.
"Ah, right! She's my fan. She used to send me expensive gifts and we met a few times offline."
"These past few days, she helped me clear my name when I got into trouble."
Yan Dongxu quickly caught on when Zhao Qingqing hinted at him.
"Clearing my name? Qingqing, when did you become so generous?"
"It's been a few years, and I almost didn't recognize you," Du Sen said, tilting his head indulgently.
"Oh... mainly because he's funny in his live broadcasts, and I love watching funny things."
"Sometimes I couldn't help but send him some gifts."
Zhao Qingqing could only continue spouting nonsense according to Yan Dongxu's made-up stories, which became more and more absurd.
When did she ever watch a live stream and become Yan Dongxu's fan?
Frustrated, she stomped on Yan Dongxu's toe hard.
"Ah!"
Yan Dongxu stood up in pain.
Du Sen and the others looked at him in astonishment, wondering what had happened.
Zhao Qingqing felt regretful for not discussing it with Yan Dongxu before coming here.
"What's wrong with you?" Du Sen asked.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I left the shrimp paste I bought in the refrigerator," Yan Dongxu said as he turned to fetch it.
"Why are you limping?" Gu Bei asked innocently.
"I got a cramp. It's alright, I'll be fine soon."
Yan Dongxu praised his ability to adapt on the spot. Otherwise, how could he endure this chaotic situation?
After returning, he started chatting casually.
"Du Ge, you're so handsome. You should have been married early, right?"
Before Du Sen could answer, Lin Xia, who was beside them, suddenly chimed in, "No, our captain has high standards. I wonder which girl he's waiting for. He's truly devoted. It makes me jealous."
Pfft!
Cough, cough, cough!
After hearing this, Yan Dongxu choked on his beer.
Based on his experience as Jiangning's most passionate person, Lin Xia definitely had feelings for Captain Du Sen.
He had just suspected whether Lin Xia was a zero, but now, with a glance, it was almost certain.
"Could the person Captain Du is waiting for be Zhao Qingqing? I think you two make a great couple," Yan Dongxu said, stirring up trouble. He enjoyed watching the excitement.
He could tell that Du Sen liked Zhao Qingqing, and Zhao Qingqing knew it too, but she had been pretending to be clueless and rejecting him.
Zhao Qingqing came today with the intention of using him as a shield against Du Sen, her senior martial brother.
However, she didn't have the courage to tell him.
So, as soon as they entered, they acted like their relationship was extraordinary, making it seem like they were in their own home.
"Yan Dongxu, stop talking nonsense. How could my senior martial brother like me?" Zhao Qingqing said.
"My senior martial brother and I are the best of friends in this lifetime. We can't be lovers," she revealed her true feelings while complaining.
At the same time, it was also meant for Du Sen to hear.
Du Sen nodded gently and smiled, "Qingqing is right. We are just friends."
After saying that, Du Sen drank a glass of beer alone, implying something more.
"My punishment for speaking nonsense, I'll drink a glass," Yan Dongxu said to himself.
Yan Dongxu thought to himself that it was truly fascinating.
The people in front of him were like actors in a skit, with a thousand thoughts in their minds.
After a few rounds of drinks, Yan Dongxu's face turned slightly flushed, but Du Sen and the others were unaffected.
Even Zhao Qingqing acted as if nothing had happened.
"Zhao Qingqing, I didn't expect you to hold your liquor so well," Gu Bei commented.
"It's not just well, what I drank today wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap," Zhao Qingqing boasted.
"Alright, let's get back to business. Don't mention the time when you wet your pants in school," Du Sen laughed.
"Ah ah ah ah! Senior martial brother, I challenge you!" Zhao Qingqing went crazy and hammered Du Sen.
But Du Sen was too big, so it didn't hurt him at all. It even felt like a back massage, causing Zhao Qingqing to aim higher.
After the commotion, Du Sen and the others opened the box.
Inside were some strange instruments that Yan Dongxu had never seen before.
Lin Xia was tapping away on the computer in the box, as if debugging the equipment.
"Alright! We can start the detection now!" Lin Xia signaled.
Du Sen nodded and walked into Yan Dongxu's bedroom with a hemispherical metal object.
"The environmental readings are all normal, and no signs of supernatural presence have been detected. It's unlikely that there are any supernatural beings here."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive!"
"Good! Continue the detection. Gu Bei, let's proceed with the human testing."
"Sure thing, boss." Gu Bei took out a bunch of wires and said to Yan Dongxu, "Please sit down and cooperate with me for the examination."
Yan Dongxu obediently sat on the chair.
Many electrodes were attached to his body, and then connected to the wires.
Finally, they put a very special helmet on him.

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!

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."

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.”