In the darkness, Liu Shishi heard a sigh, and in the distance it seemed there were two voices arguing about something.
She had thought she could accept death calmly, but now she refused to accept it.
To think that she, of all people, had been used by someone.
It was truly...
Suddenly something wrapped around her, and when she opened her eyes again, she was still sitting in the chair at home, with several letters in front of her.
Liu Shishi reached out in disbelief and touched her own face.
Then she turned to look at the mirror.
She was now in her middle years, well-preserved, with barely any wrinkles on her face.
"I... I've been reborn?" Liu Shishi had read quite a few novels in her spare time, and she realized this immediately.
After a brief moment of excitement, her gaze settled on the letters on the table.
They were thank-you letters from impoverished students she had sponsored. Reading the grateful words inside, Liu Shishi found them somewhat ironic. Who would have thought that years later, these very people she had personally pulled out of the mud would look at her coldly or even kick her while she was down?
Her fingers traced over those letters, then stopped at one name.
Wu Yu.
In the letter, she was very grateful to Liu Shishi for her help, and then went on to describe her family's misfortune: her parents abused her, her brother always beat her, and they even tried to sell her for money. Fortunately, Liu Shishi had sent her some money, allowing her to escape that family.
Liu Shishi let out a somewhat self-deprecating sigh.
She had been clever her whole life, only to stumble over a young girl.
If Fang Zhiyi knew, she would definitely laugh at her.
At that moment, Fang Zhiyi and Little Hei were quietly watching her actions. Seeing her slowly put the letters away without seeming angry, Little Hei was a bit puzzled: "She's not planning to just let it go, is she?"
His speculation wasn't unfounded—there had been transmigrators before who tried their best to avoid those rotten people and messy affairs, and although they lived out their lives, they never completed their missions.
"You still don't understand her. Don't forget, she's a green tea btch... The people who make her suffer probably won't end up well." Fang Zhiyi was quite confident.
What they didn't expect was that the reborn Liu Shishi's first action was to put on makeup, then admire herself in the mirror for a long time, and only then casually head out.
But this time, instead of keeping a low profile as usual, she made a phone call, and before long a driver arrived in a luxury car and drove into the neighborhood. In full view of many neighbors, Liu Shishi smiled and got into the back seat.
"Ms. Liu, where are we headed?" The driver was a bit puzzled. Liu Shishi had always been low-key; he didn't know what was different today that she had told him to drive the car straight into the neighborhood.
But as a driver, he didn't think it was his place to pry.
"To the company."
After Fang Zhiyi disappeared, she had left Liu Shishi quite a few things to work with. Liu Shishi had always thought that if Fang Zhiyi ever got tired of wandering and came back, she would need these things, so she had managed them carefully, while also looking after the charity foundation Fang Zhiyi had left behind. In truth, the foundation's funds were almost depleted, because Fang Zhiyi had simply taken money out to do good deeds without much influence, and over the years it had been supported by Liu Shishi's company.
But now that she had died once, she had come to a clear understanding.
The first thing she did was completely cut off the company's financial support for the foundation.
Many people were surprised by this move.
Had Ms. Liu finally reached her limit after holding on for so long?
But then, Liu Shishi released a statement: first, she listed the help she had given to the foundation Fang Zhiyi had left behind and the difficulties she had encountered; second, she said that if she kept going like this, she couldn't hold on anymore, and in the future she would prioritize using company profits to improve employee benefits.
This statement made quite a few people take notice of what Liu Shishi had done. Many netizens only then discovered that there had been a charity foundation building schools and nursing homes all along, and Liu Shishi's name became somewhat popular.
What made her truly famous was her latest company policy.
Any employee of her company would have their bonuses doubled, paid leave during holidays, strict enforcement of overtime pay, and even several other added benefits.
This made countless workers envious.
An assistant brought documents for Liu Shishi to sign.
"Ms. Liu, this is the money to be sent this month to the children you sponsor. Please take a look."
Liu Shishi nodded and carefully flipped through them.
After a while, she pulled out a few pages and set them aside, signing the rest.
"Ms. Liu, these ones..."
"Don't worry about those. I'll handle them myself."
"Understood."
Little Hei saw this and was somewhat displeased: "Come on, those who didn't help her clarify things back then—she's not cutting off their sponsorship?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled: "If she directly cut off all the impoverished students' sponsorship, would you dare to trust her? When people face decisions, they weigh pros and cons—that's human nature. And she didn't help these people in the first place for personal gain. She's figured that out."
Little Hei pondered for a moment.
"You do have a point."
Fang Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction.
Ahem. "You know, you really understand her quite well."
Fang Zhiyi instinctively turned to look at Little Hei: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Hehe, if Yue Anyao found out, what do you think would happen?"
Fang Zhiyi drew in a sharp breath: "Little Hei, we've known each other for so long—you don't want me to be miserable for the rest of my life, do you?"
"You don't have a 'rest of your life,' but I'd love to see Yue Anyao's expression when she finds out."
"Stop being a troublemaker!"
"What? You're calling Yue Anyao and the others troublemakers?"
"You..."
"Alright, alright. I'll be the bigger person. I'll keep my mouth shut about today!" Little Hei felt oddly pleased—finally winning one round, and watching Fang Zhiyi squirm brought him great satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Liu Shishi smiled and dialed a phone number.
"Hello, is this Wu Yu's family?"
The voice on the other end was clearly impatient.
But Liu Shishi remained cheerful: "I'm the person who sponsors her schooling. She wrote to me saying she's being abused by her family—is that true?"
There was silence on the other end for a moment, then someone else took over the phone.
"Oh, is that so? That's good, that's good."
"What? You're saying you just need the money sent to you? But if she doesn't receive the money, she'll blame me."
"Alright, alright. You sound like reasonable people. Just make sure you don't hit her."
After hanging up, Liu Shishi hummed a few lines of a song and dialed another number.
"Hello, is this Li Yinyin's father? It's like this—she told me you always get drunk and throw tantrums. If this continues, I'll have to notify the community on her behalf. Please be kinder to your child."
"Don't curse at me. You're so aggressive—Yinyin will pick up your bad habits."
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?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
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?"
