【Notification: Breakfast prepared for younger sister Gu Ximan completed. Reward: 1 point】
【Notification: Toothpaste squeezed for younger sister Gu Ximan completed. Reward: 1 point】
【Notification: Special task has been inactive for two weeks and cannot refresh. Please complete it as soon as possible.】
【Special Task: You are now a mature older brother responsible for taking care of three younger sisters. Progress – One-third complete】
Gu Luo gently placed the toothbrush with freshly squeezed toothpaste on the cup adorned with an adorably chubby panda design and sighed helplessly at the system notification ringing in his ears.
Where am I supposed to steal sisters from?
I don’t even have a mom.
Even in games, I’m the unselectable type.
At this moment, Gu Luo deeply understood the heartache of an emperor whose ambitions were cut short midway.
Shaking off his wandering thoughts, he glanced at his reflection in the mirror.
The young man in the mirror was strikingly handsome—his fair complexion and delicate features perfectly arranged, exuding an air of gentle refinement. A serene, almost ethereal charm surrounded him, making others instinctively want to draw closer while fearing they might disrupt his tranquil grace.
No wonder his Charm stat was an 8. Just admiring himself could lift his mood.
Or, as it’s commonly known—narcissism.
【Name: Gu Luo】
【Points: 212】
【Stats: Charm – 8, Intelligence – 8, Physical Fitness – 7】
【Skills: Mastery in Cooking, Basketball, English, French, and Combat】
【Items: Physical Enhancement Card1 (Note: Temporary effect, can surpass biological limits.)】
【Shop: Open】
Stretching leisurely, Gu Luo felt every joint in his body emit a satisfying series of cracks. Then, without hesitation, he headed straight for the room closest to the bathroom.
Standing at the door, he rapped his knuckles against it in a crisp, rhythmic trio of knocks.
Silence.
Not a single response.
Knock knock knock.
Still nothing.
This little sleepyhead was still dead to the world.
"Ximan, I’m coming in."
After waiting a few seconds, Gu Luo turned the doorknob, the hinges creaking softly as he pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The room before him was a vision of soft pink, brimming with an overwhelmingly sweet, girlish aesthetic.
He walked quietly to the bed.
Dozens of adorable panda plushies were neatly arranged atop the covers.
Gu Ximan lay sprawled facedown in deep slumber, her long, silky hair—a rare cool tea-brown, like sun-kissed satin—spilling across the pillow and over her shoulders.
Her slender frame was draped in thin pajamas, her bare legs peeking out, flawless and smooth, without a trace of excess weight.
Gu Luo had never understood how anyone could sleep facedown.
Wasn’t it uncomfortable?
And, as usual, the blanket had been kicked aside, crumpled into a heap at the foot of the bed.
She never slept peacefully.
Memories flooded back—countless nights in their childhood when he’d been abruptly awakened by Gu Ximan’s merciless kicks.
Whoosh.
He pulled open the curtains.
Instantly, brilliant sunlight surged into the room like an unstoppable tide.
"Wake up. The sun’s roasting your butt."
"Mmm..." Gu Ximan let out a drowsy murmur, her voice thick with sleep.
Her eyelids fluttered faintly before settling again, her body unmoving, showing no intention of rising.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up." Gu Luo launched into a relentless, monk-like chant, his tone unhurried but unyielding.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up..."
Over and over, like a looping incantation, the words echoed through the room.
By the forty-ninth repetition, Gu Ximan finally snapped.
Her previously still body suddenly twitched, her arms flailing in the air like an irritated kitten swatting at an invisible foe.
She lifted her head, glaring blearily yet fiercely at her "annoying monk of an older brother," her expression a mix of petulance and undeniable cuteness.
Gu Ximan’s face was delicately pretty, her youthful complexion glowing with vitality. A beauty mark—a so-called "teardrop mole"—dotted the corner of her left eye, adding to her natural, effortless charm.
Yet, Gu Luo felt nothing as he stared at her soft, round cheeks.
Pfft. He’d practically raised this doll himself.
【Notification: Task "Wake Up Younger Sister Gu Ximan" completed. Reward: 1 point】
At this, Gu Ximan exploded like a firecracker, her cheeks puffing up in outrage.
"Stupid old bro! Stupid old bro! Stupid old bro!"
"You’re the actual devil!"
"Wake up." Gu Luo remained as impassive as an NPC, his script unvaried.
"AHHHHH!"
Gu Ximan clutched her head, writhing on the bed like a tormented soul.
In this moment, she fully empathized with the Monkey King’s suffering.
"Stupid old bro, who said you could barge into my room?! You’re clearly the one who slipped through twelve years of compulsory education!"
"As if your alarm ever works," Gu Luo retorted with a faint eye-roll. "And if it weren’t for your ‘stupid old bro,’ you’d have been penalized for chronic tardiness ages ago."
Gu Ximan faltered briefly before swiftly pivoting to a new line of attack.
"Stupid old bro, it’s Sunday! Can’t you let me sleep in?"
In response, Gu Luo tapped his phone screen.
September 5, 2055 – 10:21 AM – Sunday.
"Is 10:21 not sleeping in?" He glanced at the screen. "Now it’s 10:22. Get up."
"You’re in college now, yet you’re still acting like a kid."
Gu Ximan pouted indignantly. "What’s the big deal? You’re only a year older than me!"
"I’m not scolding you," Gu Luo sighed, lowering his voice. "But you’re different—skipping breakfast could make your blood pressure drop."
Some people with weaker constitutions, after a night of digestion, are prone to low blood pressure. Skipping breakfast could lead to sudden fainting.
And Gu Ximan was one of them.
"Oh... Fine then."
Hearing this, Gu Ximan immediately softened, transforming from a bristling kitten into a docile bunny.
She loved to whine, but she wasn’t unreasonable.
The truth was, ever since she’d fainted from low blood pressure as a child after skipping breakfast, her older brother had made it his mission—rain or shine—to wake her up and prepare her meals.
Not a single day missed in over a decade.
"Get up and wash up. I made your favorite egg fried rice."
"You're the best, bro!" Hearing this, Gu Ximan immediately sprang up and lunged at Gu Luo.
However, Gu Luo blocked her forehead with one hand, his face full of disdain.
"Wash up first. You smell."
At the mention of "smell," Gu Ximan instantly transformed into a furious little cat, flailing her arms wildly.
"Stinky brother! Stinky brother! You're the stinky one! You're the worst!"
Gu Ximan is finally up!
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While Gu Ximan was busy in the bathroom, Gu Luo stepped into the kitchen.
He lifted the lid of the pot by the stove, and the tantalizing aroma of egg fried rice instantly filled the air.
Golden scrambled eggs blended seamlessly with plump grains of rice, while specks of vibrant green scallions were scattered throughout.
Gu Luo grabbed a rice scoop and deftly piled the fried rice into two porcelain bowls, each mound glistening with an irresistible sheen.
Truly a masterful dish—proof of his culinary expertise.
If this were sold in Shanghai, it’d easily go for 1,888 yuan.
Next, he turned and picked up the carton of milk nearby, pouring the warmed liquid into two glasses.
After finishing everything, Gu Luo sat down in a chair, wondering how to complete his special task.
Adopt two little sisters?
That’s kinda weird… Feels like something a "male best friend" would do, and the system probably wouldn’t even acknowledge it.
Totally stuck.
For now, Gu Luo couldn’t think of any solution.
"Buzz."
Just as he was lost in thought, his phone vibrated.
He tapped the screen—it was a message from his dad.
[Dad: Xiao Luo, your old man finally escaped the friendzone.]
??????
Who even says "friendzone" these days? That’s such a boomer term.
Gu Luo’s lips twitched, unsure what nonsense his eccentric dad was spouting now.
No wonder his and Ximan’s moms ran away.
Yep, they were a blended family—Gu Ximan was his "real" sister, though they shared no blood.
[Gu Luo: ?]
He sent a single question mark in response.
[Dad: No time to explain. Bring Ximan to Tianshui Restaurant by 6 PM tonight. Meet your new aunt and sisters. Don’t be late.]
[Dad: Address (Tianshui Restaurant, Tianshui Avenue, Caizhou City)]
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ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
