"Hmm, what?"
Shen Yi responded instinctively, then reacted with confusion.
"Please bring it in, I can't reach it from here."
Fu Nanzhi, thinking Shen Yi hadn't heard clearly, repeated herself with a blushing face.
This time he definitely heard clearly. Shen Yi's heart was pounding as he pushed open the door and walked in.
The first thing he saw was the foggy mirror, with a white, blurry figure reflected in it that he couldn't make out clearly.
Shen Yi turned his head stiffly, and upon seeing the actual situation, felt both relief and disappointment.
Fu Nanzhi was currently huddled behind the shower curtain, carefully poking out half of her head to look at him.
The milky-white curtain blocked the entire view, leaving one feeling regretful.
Shen Yi adjusted his mindset and handed over the clothes.
Carefully taking them, Fu Nanzhi withdrew completely, followed by rustling sounds.
Fu Nanzhi felt that the excitement of this day exceeded that of her entire previous life combined, to the point where she felt somewhat numb.
Putting on the underwear that Shen Yi had picked out, Fu Nanzhi finally felt some sense of security.
Looking at the remaining outerwear, Fu Nanzhi couldn't help but pout.
The shirt that Shen Yi had grabbed should have been paired with dress pants or a skirt suit, wearing it alone was too...
But with only this piece available, Fu Nanzhi had no choice but to put it on.
The shirt wasn't large; once buttoned, it was a bit tight, with the hem falling near her upper thighs.
It wouldn't have been an issue normally, but now this half-covered state made her feel even more shy.
After hesitating for a moment while gripping the curtain, Fu Nanzhi pulled it open with a "might as well" attitude.
In the steam-filled bathroom, Fu Nanzhi appeared with a towel wrapped around her head, catching Shen Yi's attention immediately.
Since she couldn't move around now, she naturally had to rely on Shen Yi for everything.
Bending down to lift her up at the waist, her long legs draped over his arm, his vision filled with a white haze.
Earlier in the swimsuit was stunning enough, but now half-dressed like this, the situation hadn't improved – if anything, it left even more to the imagination.
Shen Yi felt his nose getting hot, sensing the onset of a fever.
He hadn't expected that randomly grabbing a piece of clothing would have such an effect.
He wasn't sure if it was Fu Nanzhi's figure that was too provocative or if his choice had been too inappropriate.
After laying Fu Nanzhi on the bed and tucking her in, Shen Yi prepared to take his leave.
This chaotic day had been quite random, but thinking about it more carefully, it was quite intoxicating.
Hearing this, Fu Nanzhi struggled to sit up and said:
"I'll go with you. I need to stop by the property management office, they're waiting for us."
Shen Yi shook his head and pressed her back down, refusing:
"Your legs aren't working well, I'll go explain by myself. Besides, Weinan's car is still there, I need to return it."
Since it was just a simulation, it didn't matter whether they gave an explanation to the property management tonight or not. Shen Yi didn't want to trouble Fu Nanzhi.
"Mm." Fu Nanzhi obediently lay down, but kept her big eyes fixed on Shen Yi.
Her gaze was intense, and Shen Yi didn't avoid it, looking back at her.
The atmosphere grew quiet again.
Fu Nanzhi wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth.
Shen Yi wanted to leave but couldn't move his feet.
As they gazed at each other, their hands beneath the silk covers had somehow become intertwined.
As the warmth intermingled, they slowly drew closer.
[Your free action time has expired.]
[Simulation continues!]
Shen Yi, who was at home, suddenly stood up, having just been kicked out of the simulation, completely dumbfounded.
"Come on, man, cutting off at the crucial moment, are you even human?"
One couldn't blame Shen Yi for cursing; it was precisely at the critical moment, with Fu Nanzhi's shy face right in front of him with closed eyes – how could anyone not be frustrated?
However, the system didn't care about Shen Yi's thoughts. The one-hour time limit was fixed and wouldn't change for anyone's wishes.
Fortunately, the simulation continued and wasn't interrupted by the time limit – Shen Yi just couldn't act freely anymore.
[Love is the end of one relationship and the beginning of another.]
[You love everything about Fu Nanzhi, lingering in her beauty, your heart's joy about to burst, even wanting to dance with her.]
[Fu Nanzhi progressed from timidity to curiosity, from admiration to desire, you both showed remarkable chemistry and harmony.]
[You talked until very late.]
[The property management from downstairs came to check once more, but you two managed to handle it.]
[Li Weinan called you, but Fu Nanzhi freed a hand to hang up the phone.]
[You stayed overnight at Fu Nanzhi's home.]
[A confession is the victory march, not the charge signal.]
[Tonight your signal was very loud, along with the violin beside you that seemed to hum softly.]
[You two are now in love.]
"Simulation complete!"
"System calculating..."
......
[Overall Rating: S]
[Your charm has increased, your conquest experience has increased.]
[Rewards: Conquest Points *1, Free Attribute Point *1, Charm *4.]
[System Comment: The best love isn't because we need to be together, but because we want to be together.]
[You've received S-rank reward: Talent Card]
[Would you like to unlock S-rank exclusive achievement reward.]
A waterfall of notifications flooded his vision, with various evaluations and rewards overwhelming Shen Yi.
Fu Nanzhi, as an SSR-level character with a comprehensive score of 97, was finally successfully conquered by Shen Yi after multiple simulations.
Although he had anticipated the rating wouldn't be too bad, the S rank still excited Shen Yi – it made all his efforts worthwhile.
Sure enough, after achieving such a high rating, the rewards didn't disappoint Shen Yi.
Not only were there attribute points as rewards, but the system was also particularly generous with charm points, giving him 4 points.
Shen Yi estimated that after about a dozen more conquests, reaching 100 might not be just a dream.
Everyone has a love for beauty, and Shen Yi was no exception. He had seen countless examples of the advantages of good looks throughout his life.
It might not have been so obvious in school, but in the few years since entering society, Shen Yi had deeply experienced it.
Pragmatically speaking, appearance is a resource, a natural advantage that applies regardless of gender.
No one would complain about being too attractive; otherwise, the medical aesthetics industry wouldn't exist.
Below came a series of new information, all rewards accompanying the S-rank evaluation.
Shen Yi clicked on the Talent Card, and its specific information immediately appeared.
[Talent Card: Randomly draw a talent from the talent pool.]
The description was simple and easy to understand, though Shen Yi didn't know what kinds of talents were included in this talent pool.
However, since it was a draw, he could only leave it to fate, though surely any talent would be decent.
Just as he was about to click, Shen Yi withdrew his hand.
He wasn't typically superstitious, but since the system had appeared, it was better to believe than not.
Shen Yi decided to wait until after he had bathed and changed clothes to draw the card.
This was already quite simple – back in college, his roommates' game card-drawing rituals were practically shamanic ceremonies.
These included, but weren't limited to, bathing and changing clothes, lighting incense, reciting incantations, choosing auspicious dates, and sacrificing lifespans.
Of course, the lifespan sacrifice usually wasn't their own.
Although Shen Yi didn't adopt such complicated rituals, he still wanted to take the appearance and attitude seriously.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
