"Yes." Utterly exasperated by her teammates' pestering, Luo Shuhe coldly spat out this single word through gritted teeth.
Yet, this simple "yes" was like a boulder dropped into a still lake, instantly turning her teammates into hooked fish gaping in shock.
"Holy crap! A girl! Is she a girl?"
"Her voice is so nice... so icy, that domineering tone is killer."
"I bet it's a voice changer. Xilou, say something else."
"'My Favorite Gege'? That ID’s gotta be a girl. Wow, such a contrast—a cold beauty with such a cute username."
"..."
The three hooked fish babbled on, fawning over her nonstop.
Gu Luo listened to their remarks, his lips twitching uncontrollably.
Just then, a warm breath brushed against his ear.
"Brother, are all people who play this game like this?"
"Not really, this situation’s pretty rare... this match is just special..." Gu Luo felt compelled to defend the game’s reputation.
There really weren’t that many simps.
Most players were pretty normal.
"Zi Ze, Zi Ze, why aren’t you talking? Your voice is so nice, say something more..." The raspy-voiced teammate suddenly started chanting "Zi Ze" like a broken record.
"Yeah, girl, hearing 'Zi Ze' while gaming is the best!"
"..."
But Luo Shuhe ignored the three hooked fish entirely, silently sipping from Gu Luo’s water cup with a faint look of disgust.
Every man in this world except her brother was trash.
Well, except for Dad Gu Feng, of course.
The game officially began.
Seeing that Luo Shuhe refused to engage with them, the three hooked fish gradually quieted down.
Luo Shuning clung tightly to Gu Luo, whispering in his ear:
"Brother, do your best~ Go, go, go~"
"Got it." Gu Luo flashed a confident smile.
Then his scoreline read—
0-1.
0-2.
1-3.
1-4.
Well... it wasn’t until the third round that he finally managed to sneak up on an enemy.
Sneaky as hell.
Gu Luo laughed awkwardly, his face burning with embarrassment.
But what could he do? With two stunningly identical beauties beside him—one in a black slip dress, legs crossed elegantly as she sipped his water, the other in a school uniform pressed tightly against him, her warm breath occasionally tickling his ear—it was a miracle he could focus on the game at all. Only a legendary Sigma male could resist such temptation.
Yet, despite Gu Luo’s poor performance, the team went on a winning streak.
The reason? None other than [My Favorite Gege], who was absolutely dominating—her score a dazzling 9-0.
The little devil Luo Shuhe was slaughtering her way through the game, carrying the team effortlessly.
Yeah... he was getting carried by the little devil.
Hard to explain...
"Big sis, come to my room later to pick up your underwear," Luo Shuhe said coolly after precisely headshotting another enemy, glancing at Luo Shuning.
"Mhm." Luo Shuning neither agreed nor disagreed, only tightening her grip on Gu Luo’s arm and murmuring into his ear:
"It’s okay, brother, we’ll make a comeback slowly."
"Games are meant to be fun and relaxing."
Listening to her soothing voice, Gu Luo really wanted to say that the more angelic she acted, the harder it was for him to perform—his entire body was stiff.
"Okay..."
He took a deep breath, forcing his attention back to the game.
His performance improved slightly.
"Brother, that was amazing! Such a clean shot!"
"Brother, run! There are three enemies!"
"Wow, brother, your aim is so sharp!"
"..."
Under Luo Shuning’s constant encouragement, Gu Luo grew bolder, his score climbing from dead last to... second-to-last.
Ahem... at least he wasn’t the worst anymore.
Meanwhile, the little devil Shuhe’s score had far surpassed second place.
Miles ahead!
This sent the three hooked fish into a frenzy.
They kept shouting—"Zi Ze is insane!"
"Can I add you as a friend?!"
"..."
Gu Luo, on the other hand, was enjoying himself. With two sisters by his side, the gaming experience was truly one-of-a-kind.
Just then, Luo Shuhe’s in-game character, low on health, dashed into a house to dodge bullets.
Gu Luo, already hiding inside, had a sudden mischievous idea and, on impulse, used his ability to blast her back outside.
She was instantly shredded by enemy gunfire.
"Pfft—hahaha..."
Luo Shuning was the first to burst into laughter, her clear voice ringing through the room.
Gu Luo couldn’t hold back either, joining in.
Luo Shuhe set down her mouse, expressionless, and reached over to pinch his waist.
"Ow ow ow! I’m sorry! I was wrong!"
"I won’t do it again, I swear!"
Gu Luo yelped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, begging for mercy.
Only then did Luo Shuhe release him, remarking flatly, "Brother must’ve learned this acting from Shuling."
She wasn’t actually angry, so she hadn’t pinched him hard.
"I’m just sensitive to pain..." Gu Luo chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Drama queen." Though she scoffed, Luo Shuhe reached out to rub the spot.
But before her fingers could touch him, a pale, delicate hand beat her to it.
"Shuhe, just focus on the game." Luo Shuning smiled sweetly, gently massaging Gu Luo’s waist.
Luo Shuhe shot her a glance but silently withdrew her hand.
As Gu Luo basked in the angel’s tender care, the raspy-voiced teammate—still in last place—suddenly lashed out at him.
"What’s your problem, third slot? Trying to be funny?"
"If you don’t wanna play, just leave. Why screw over the girl?"
"Girl, if you don’t wanna talk, that’s fine. Let me handle this trash for you."
The raspy voice dripped with anger and self-righteousness, as if he’d appointed himself Luo Shuhe’s "white knight."
Huh?
Gu Luo fell silent, unsure how to respond.
Being insulted was annoying, but he had been the one to mess up first.
Besides, he couldn’t exactly start cursing back in front of the sisters—that’d ruin his image.
"Zi Ze, can I add you after this? I’ll deal with these losers for you."
"Say something, Zi Ze."
The raspy-voiced player clearly saw Gu Luo as a stepping stone to curry favor with Luo Shuhe.
Then, Luo Shuhe finally spoke her second sentence of the entire match.
"I’m his girlfriend. We’re flirting. Why’s the dead-last barking?"
Her voice remained cool, but it carried an undeniable edge of authority.
In an instant, the guy with the raspy voice felt as if someone had grabbed him by the throat, leaving him speechless.
He was so embarrassed he could’ve dug a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
Right then, he became the world’s most ridiculous clown.
A few seconds later,
only nine players remained in the game.
The raspy-voiced guy quit immediately.
“What the—huh?”
“Bro, are we part of some play or something…?”
“If you’re a couple, just say so… This is so awkward…”
“……”
The other two keyboard warriors’ fingers hovered aimlessly over their keys, their faces turning pale and then flushed—after all, they’d been shouting “Zi Ze” along with the raspy guy earlier, and now their cheeks burned with humiliation.
They were probably getting laughed at by her boyfriend.
So damn embarrassing…
Gu Luo hadn’t expected Luo Shuhe to call him her boyfriend either.
But damn, it felt good.
That raspy-voiced guy really was a clown.
Still, with Luo Shuning pressed up against him, Gu Luo could only clear his throat, hold down the V key, and explain to his teammates:
“She’s joking. We’re siblings.”
Hearing this, the two keyboard warriors immediately chimed in:
“Oh, got it. Your little sister’s quite the prankster.”
“And she’s really good at the game. Wanna add us later? We can rank up together.”
“Bro-in-law, bro-in-law—does your sister have a boyfriend?”
Gu Luo couldn’t be bothered to answer. Just as he was about to mute team chat, Luo Shuhe’s icy voice cut in:
“We’re not blood-related. Sooner or later, I’ll be his wife.”
The two keyboard warriors fell silent again.
Seriously, bro?
Are you messing with us?
Double kill?
Is this play still going on?
“Dude… you guys are really…” one teammate started to say.
But then, Luo Shuning leaned forward, pressed the V key, and said sweetly:
“Don’t misunderstand. She’s just joking.”
“Huh?… And you are?”
“I’m also his sister. But also his future wife.”
The two keyboard warriors: ?????
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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.”
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!
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.
