【You studied diligently all afternoon and felt quite fatigued.】
【After putting down the book and resting for a while, you felt a bit bored and decided to...】
A. Go out and inquire about Xin Xia.
B. Lie down on the bed for a short nap.
C. Sit down and continue studying hard.
D. Take free action.
Outside the simulation, Shen Yi directly chose option C to continue studying.
“Rest? Forget it, keep studying!”
His principle was to treat the simulated version of himself like a slave.
As long as it didn’t kill him, he would push himself to the limit.
Rest was reserved for his real self; the simulated version had no rights.
【Your desire to study was incredibly strong. After resting for just a few minutes, you forced yourself to pick up a new book and start reading again.】
【Time passed, and it was now late at night. You turned on the light and continued studying.】
【You flipped through one book after another, studying until your eyes grew blurry and your head felt heavy.】
【You desperately needed rest.】
“Simulation over!”
“System calculating results...”
......
【Overall Evaluation: E】
【Reward: You gained a small amount of study experience.】
【System Comment: A failed simulation. It seems you still haven’t found the key point.】
【Would you like to review the scenario?】【Would you like to restart the simulation?】
The simulation ended, and he chose “No” to both options.
A warm current flowed into Shen Yi’s mind.
Small pieces of text, images, and information began to surface. When he opened his eyes, a look of delight flashed across his face.
Perhaps because he had avoided the main storyline for too long, this simulation ended quickly, but he still managed to gain quite a bit of knowledge for free.
Shen Yi picked up a book from the table, flipped it open, and randomly selected a page to read.
After glancing at it, he compared it with his memory.
“All correct!”
Shen Yi couldn’t help but smile. It felt amazing.
“Studying is so tiring. I’ve really worked hard!”
Well, the simulated version of himself was still himself, so he felt no guilt about pushing himself to the limit.
Since this method worked, Shen Yi immediately started the next simulation without delay.
He repeated this process three times, exhausting his daily simulation attempts.
Although he failed to make progress with Xin Xia, this experiment was a great success.
In all three simulations, he never even stepped out of his room, studying until dawn each time.
He pushed himself to the absolute limit and finally finished the five books he had bought from the bookstore that morning.
Since he had chosen them hastily, some were miscellaneous books, and the knowledge he gained wasn’t systematic. But the feeling of gaining so much without much effort was incredibly addictive.
“When the simulation attempts refresh tomorrow, I can focus on learning some truly useful knowledge...”
Sitting on the sofa, Shen Yi pondered this.
Time flew by, and after the three simulations, it was already evening.
Glancing at his phone, Shen Yi prepared to head downstairs.
As soon as he stepped out of the neighborhood gate, a BMW 7 Series pulled up beside him.
The moment Shen Yi got into the passenger seat, Fu Nanzhi frowned and said,
“Honey, why do you live in such a remote place?”
“There are benefits to living remotely. It’s cheaper,” Shen Yi replied casually as he fastened his seatbelt.
“But this place looks so old. Isn’t the environment bad?”
“Should I rent a new place for you?”
Fu Nanzhi examined the rundown entrance of the neighborhood. The security guard by the gate was an old man who seemed more like a gatekeeper than a proper guard. Anyone could come and go freely.
Shen Yi flicked her smooth forehead with his finger.
“Why rent? That’s just wasting money. Once Mom leaves, it’ll be pointless.”
Then he turned to her and added,
“Even though this is an old neighborhood, I specifically chose it. The layout and quality of the houses are good, and it’s comfortable to live in.”
Shen Yi wasn’t picky about where he lived. He could sleep well in both good and bad places.
“Then can I sleep with you tonight too?”
Fu Nanzhi leaned toward Shen Yi with a playful grin, her eyes wide as she looked at him.
“You already lied to Mom about dinner, and now you’re thinking about staying out?”
“Didn’t we agree you’d behave well? It hasn’t even been a day, and you’re already showing your true colors.”
Shen Yi pressed his forehead against hers, their noses almost touching.
“Hehe, I told Mom I was working overtime. I just want to spend more time with you.”
Fu Nanzhi stared at Shen Yi’s nose, her eyes comically crossing as she made a silly face.
“Your glasses are poking me.”
Shen Yi leaned back, separating from her, and rubbed the indentation on his nose before continuing,
“Alright, where are we going for dinner?”
They had agreed to have dinner together during their morning chat.
Originally, Shen Yi had planned to go straight to Peaceful Lake Residence, but Fu Nanzhi was worried her mother might disapprove, so they decided to go out instead.
Fu Nanzhi had already made up her mind during work, and as soon as she got off, she came to pick up Shen Yi.
“Let’s have hot pot. I’ve been craving that place for a while.”
“Then let’s go, GOGOGO!”
Shen Yi had no objections, and with his command, they headed straight for their destination.
After sitting down at the restaurant, Fu Nanzhi started ordering while explaining to Shen Yi,
“Honey, make me a dipping sauce, just like usual.”
“Got it.”
Shen Yi got up to grab a bowl, and by the time he returned, the hot pot base had already been served.
“How’s the flavor? Is it good?”
Fu Nanzhi asked as she swirled a piece of tripe in the pot.
“It’s fine for me, but can you handle this level of spiciness?”
She loved spicy food but couldn’t actually handle it well—a classic case of “all talk, no game.”
Yet, she wasn’t satisfied with mildly spicy and insisted on ordering medium spicy.
“Phew... Phew...”
Soon, her face turned red, and she stuck out her tongue, panting as she tried to cool down.
Shen Yi shook his head helplessly, handing her a glass of plum juice and carefully wiping the sweat from her forehead with a wet tissue.
“I can’t eat anymore. Honey, you finish it for me.”
Fu Nanzhi placed a half-eaten piece of meat into Shen Yi’s bowl.
She couldn’t eat much but wanted to try everything, so Shen Yi ended up eating her leftovers.
This was how it had been in his past life, and it had contributed to Shen Yi gaining quite a bit of weight by middle age.
After dinner, they held hands and strolled around the mall to walk off the meal.
Fu Nanzhi didn’t want to go home yet; she just wanted to spend as much time with Shen Yi as possible.
They wandered from store to store, enjoying the freedom of doing whatever they pleased.
Fu Nanzhi tugged Shen Yi’s hand as they reached a watch store. Noticing his bare wrist, she suddenly said,
“Honey, let me buy you a watch.”
“No need. You know I don’t like wearing accessories.”
Shen Yi shook his head and refused. In the simulations, aside from his wedding ring, the only watch he owned was one that came with Fu Nanzhi’s dowry.
Fu Nanzhi ignored Shen Yi and nodded as she looked at the store’s sign.
“This brand is indeed average...”
“But my man can’t not have a watch. Next time I go home, I’ll sneak one of my dad’s watches for you. He has a whole collection.”
Shen Yi couldn’t help but laugh and quickly stopped her.
“Please don’t. That’s Dad’s hobby. Don’t mess with his collection.”
“He has so many anyway. He can’t wear them all. What’s wrong with giving you one?”
Fu Nanzhi pouted, but she didn’t press the issue further.
After leaving the mall, she clung to Shen Yi’s arm and whined,
“I’m too tired to walk. Honey, carry me on your back.”
Shen Yi gave her a skeptical look but still crouched down in front of her.
Fu Nanzhi grinned mischievously, clearly pleased with her plan, and quickly climbed onto Shen Yi’s back.
Shen Yi adjusted his grip on her hips and started walking.
“Hey, hey?!”
“Stop licking me! Your mouth is still spicy!”
Fu Nanzhi laughed uncontrollably, her head bobbing up and down as she clung to Shen Yi’s back, clearly enjoying her little prank.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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!
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.”
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.
