"Please select simulation targets."
Shen Yi looked at the system prompt, and with a thought, a name was already entered.
"Fu Nanzhi."
Seeing that the system didn't immediately start processing, he quickly input two more names.
"Cheng Jun." "Shu Yunyi."
The three names appeared in sequence on the screen, their characters glowing faintly.
A surge of satisfaction rose in Shen Yi’s heart.
As expected, freely selecting targets wasn’t limited by quantity. Given the current situation, running a simulation with just one person again wouldn’t be of much use.
He needed all three to participate to meet his expectations.
Once the names were confirmed, the interface changed again.
[Searching...]
[Search in progress...]
A low hum followed, and the system screen projected the basic information of the three individuals.
Name: Fu Nanzhi
Age: 27
Charm: 93
Cup: D
Marital Status: Married
Number of Dates: ∞
Experience Count: 1
Traits & Preferences: Face-blindness, Strong Desires, Swimming (remaining omitted).
Comprehensive Evaluation: 97
……
Name: Cheng Jun
Age: 26
Charm: 95
Cup: B+
Marital Status: Single
Number of Dates: 3
Experience Count: 0
Traits & Preferences: Intelligent, Reasonable, Gaming (remaining omitted).
Comprehensive Evaluation: 98
……
Name: Shu Yunyi
Gender: Female
Age: 34
Charm: 90
Cup: E
Marital Status: Married
Number of Dates: ∞
Experience Count: 1
Traits & Preferences: Disciplined, Cheerful, Traveling (remaining omitted).
Comprehensive Evaluation: 93
The attribute list wasn’t long, but Shen Yi scrutinized each entry carefully.
He had seen Fu Nanzhi and Shu Yunyi’s profiles before, but now, with the new simulation, some of their information had changed.
Certain traits had even disappeared, replaced by new ones—all positive improvements.
It seemed the lifelong simulation had significantly benefited them.
As for Cheng Jun, this was his first time seeing her details. She had been randomly matched during the event, so her attributes hadn’t been displayed before.
Now, her stats appeared nothing short of luxurious—near-perfect charm, easily an SSR-tier rating if one existed.
[Selected: Fu Nanzhi, Cheng Jun, Shu Yunyi.]
"Anchor current targets?"
"Yes."
With a thought, Shen Yi confirmed the selection.
"Targets locked."
"Generating..."
"Constructing..."
The screen flickered before his eyes, its light gradually dissolving into his mind.
Whether due to the simulation seed or the number of participants, Shen Yi waited nearly twenty minutes, yet the screen still showed "constructing."
With no progress bar or buttons, he had no idea when it would finish. He could only wait silently.
After a long while with no change, Shen Yi recalled the last system upgrade, which had taken a considerable amount of time.
He closed the system screen for now, letting it load in the background.
Glancing at his phone, he saw it was already past 2 a.m.
Shen Yi got up, used the bathroom, then lay back down on the sofa and slowly drifted to sleep.
The next morning.
Despite the late night, his well-trained biological clock woke him promptly at 7 a.m.
Sitting up on the sofa, he first listened for movement beyond the wall before standing.
Quietly pushing open the bedroom door, he approached the bed.
Overnight, the two women showed no signs of waking, sprawled in different positions under the covers.
Up close, they each clung to a corner of the blanket, still deep in sleep.
Since it was early, Shen Yi decided to let them rest a little longer and retreated.
In the bathroom, he brushed his teeth while checking the system screen.
As expected, after hours of waiting, the bottom now displayed: "Construction complete."
The text glowed—he could start the simulation with a single tap.
But he didn’t act immediately. Now wasn’t the time. He needed to send the two women off first.
Once the simulation began, it wouldn’t end quickly, and his real-world self would be largely unresponsive, immersed in the process.
He couldn’t afford distractions—solitude was essential.
After finishing his routine, Shen Yi ordered breakfast via a delivery app.
Soon, a knock came at the door. He accepted the food and set it on the table.
Now, timing it just right, he went to wake them.
Back in the bedroom, he gently shook their shoulders and whispered near their ears:
"Hey, hey, hey..."
"Time to wake up. It’s past 8."
Fu Nanzhi let out a soft moan, rolling over drowsily with a yawn that brought tears to her eyes.
Beside her, Shu Yunyi lay on her side, her face obscured by loose hair, barely reacting to Shen Yi’s nudging.
"Hubby..."
Fu Nanzhi sat up halfway, eyes half-lidded, and reached for Shen Yi.
The message was clear. Sighing, he wrapped an arm around her waist and half-lifted, half-dragged her up.
"Need to pee..."
She clung to his neck, murmuring sleepily into his ear.
Resigned, Shen Yi carried her to the toilet and set her down.
Fu Nanzhi was still half-asleep, seemingly oblivious to Shu Yunyi lying beside her all night.
In the bathroom, she unselfconsciously pulled down her pants and sat, looking like she might doze off mid-task.
Shen Yi watched for a moment, listening to the sound of running water, then assured she was fine, said:
"Toiletries are on the sink."
"Come eat once you’re done. Breakfast is on the table."
"Don’t dawdle—you’ve got work today."
This was his leverage to send them off.
The Mid-Autumn holiday had lasted three days, and yesterday was the last. Today, both Fu Nanzhi and Shu Yunyi had to return to their jobs—no more lazing around his place.
"Mhm..."
Fu Nanzhi, clutching tissue paper, barely registered his words, nodding absently.
Shen Yi left, then turned to rouse Shu Yunyi.
Brushing the hair from her face, he nudged her again, calling her name.
Only then did she stir, blinking in confusion before her gaze settled on him.
Running a hand over the blanket, she sat up slowly, rubbing her temples. Her voice came out hoarse:
"Wasn’t I on the sofa? How’d I get to bed?"
Shen Yi steadied her as she straightened, answering dryly:
"I carried you."
"You refused to go home—where else were you supposed to sleep? The sofa’s no place for you."
Shu Yunyi pushed the covers aside.
"Where are my shoes?"
"Here."
Shen Yi crouched to retrieve them.
While she was putting on her socks and shoes, Shen Yi stepped out to fetch her a glass of water—he’d already noticed the dryness in her throat earlier.
When the cup was handed to her, Shu Yunyi took it and drained it in one go.
The sweet water soothed her throat, and she immediately felt better, finally fully awake.
Gathering her thoughts, she glanced around and noticed only Shen Yi was present. A puzzled frown crossed her face as she asked,
“Where is she? Did she leave?”
Though she hadn’t mentioned a name, Shen Yi knew exactly who she meant. He gestured toward the outside and said,
“No, she’s in the bathroom washing up.”
Then, looking at Shu Yunyi, he added,
“Since you’re up, you should go freshen up too. Breakfast is already ordered.”
“Do you have classes at the university today?”
The reminder made Shu Yunyi frown. She smoothed her hair, thinking for a moment before nodding.
“Just one.”
Shen Yi pulled the hair clip he’d taken off her the night before from his pocket and handed it to her, saying,
“Then I’ll drive you back to campus later.”
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?"
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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
