Now, Little Black had become like a small black ball, constantly alert to its surroundings.
It wasn’t until Fang Zhiyi walked Liu Shishi to her doorstep that she turned to him, pressing her lips together in a faint smile. "No one has ever walked me this far before."
Fang Zhiyi grinned. "If you like it, I’ll walk you home every day."
Liu Shishi’s eyes widened, and she clasped her hands together. "Really? You’re so sweet. Being your girlfriend must be wonderful every day." Her expression dimmed slightly. "I just don’t understand why Lin Xue can’t see how good you are."
Fang Zhiyi nearly stumbled into the trap again and quickly clarified, "I’ve told you—she’s really not my girlfriend. I just had a fleeting crush on her before. Now, we have no connection whatsoever. None at all."
"Really?" Liu Shishi suddenly reached out and tapped his nose. "Liar, liar, pants on fire."
Fang Zhiyi felt another wave of awkwardness and chuckled nervously. "It’s true."
"That’s great! Don’t misunderstand—I’m not happy because you two aren’t together. It’s just…" She narrowed her eyes with a smile. "Now you can walk me home often."
Fang Zhiyi fled in a fluster. Liu Shishi watched his retreating figure, lightly brushed her hair behind her ear, and turned to enter her home with a soft smile.
After a long silence, Little Black, who hadn’t spoken to Fang Zhiyi in a while, suddenly remarked, "Fang Zhiyi, you’re acting unlike yourself."
Fang Zhiyi touched his chest. "Good grief, the original host was something else. I genuinely admire him."
Little Black sounded puzzled. "I thought you wouldn’t easily develop emotions anymore."
Fang Zhiyi turned his head, his expression half-amused. "After experiencing so many worlds and meeting so many people, am I just supposed to become an emotionless… tool?"
Little Black didn’t respond.
Both man and system were lost in their own thoughts.
Meanwhile, a bespectacled student inexplicably tripped while walking, then got grazed by a falling sign—fortunately, it didn’t hit him. As he climbed the stairs, still shaken, he suddenly missed a step and tumbled down.
Jiang Ran, who had been following him the entire time, clapped her hands in satisfaction, finally releasing a breath of vindictive relief.
"Host, why are you targeting him?"
"In the original plot, this glasses-wearing guy was one of Gu Shaoting’s lackeys! I’m just collecting some interest in advance."
The system fell silent. It couldn’t shake the feeling that this host was too emotionally unstable and overly vindictive. She had already been penalized multiple times for her actions, but thankfully, the accumulated merits from before remained intact. At worst, she could save up more and upgrade all at once.
It couldn’t help but envy its colleague—that host was clever, always using the simplest methods to deal with targets. Unlike its own host, who acted recklessly, sometimes even resembling a sociopath when she lost control.
The plot point arrived ahead of schedule. After leaving the hospital, Lin Xue and Gu Shaoting’s relationship progressed rapidly, both immersed in the sweetness of new love.
But their nemesis was already on the move. Jiang Ran struck again, first humiliating Gu Shaoting at the restaurant where he worked, making him look like a hypocritical womanizer, then framing him to get him fired.
Gu Shaoting was furious. He couldn’t understand why Jiang Ran had changed so much, but he quickly pieced it together—it had to be because of Lin Xue. Jiang Ran was jealous!
Jiang Ran’s revenge came in waves. While other transmigrators waited for the protagonists to make the first move, she actively sought them out, her methods so bold that even Fang Zhiyi, watching from the shadows, couldn’t help but marvel.
But perhaps due to the protagonists’ overwhelming plot armor, Jiang Ran could only annoy them slightly, inadvertently strengthening their bond. Watching the two being toyed with, Fang Zhiyi almost pitied them—he even hesitated to add fuel to the fire, feeling it would be too cruel.
"Zhiyi, what are you thinking about?" Liu Shishi’s gentle voice brought him back.
"Hm? Nothing. Let’s order."
Just then, the recently recovered protagonists stormed into the restaurant like stubborn cockroaches—and, as luck would have it, took the table right behind Fang Zhiyi and Liu Shishi!
Lin Xue clearly noticed them. Liu Shishi smugly raised an eyebrow at her, a gesture Fang Zhiyi completely missed.
Lin Xue’s eyes brightened when she saw Fang Zhiyi. She had been planning to borrow money from him—Gu Shaoting had the skills to open his own restaurant, after all. But the sight of Liu Shishi irritated her, so she suppressed the idea. She refused to give that green tea bitch the satisfaction of mocking her.
"Zhiyi, let’s order."
"You choose."
"I’m afraid I’ll pick something you don’t like." Before Fang Zhiyi could respond, she added, "But I’ll love anything you order."
"Fine, I’ll order!" Fang Zhiyi took the bait like a hooked fish.
Lin Xue scoffed internally. Glancing at Gu Shaoting, who was still brooding over Jiang Ran’s schemes, she spoke up. "Shaoting, you order."
Gu Shaoting waved dismissively. "Just pick whatever you want."
"I’m not sure what to get."
"Come on, just choose what you feel like eating."
"Then… I’ll order?"
When the food arrived, Fang Zhiyi and Liu Shishi chatted and laughed over their meal.
Gu Shaoting, however, ate in silence. Lin Xue bit her lip, watching him until he finally noticed. "Eat up," he said, placing a bite in her bowl.
Lin Xue forced a smile. "I can serve myself. You eat."
Gu Shaoting simply grunted in response.
Then, from behind them, Fang Zhiyi also served Liu Shishi a dish. She giggled. "Don’t spoil me like this—I might get used to it."
The words made Gu Shaoting pause. He glanced at Lin Xue, then turned to look at the girl behind him.
Lin Xue glared. That damn green tea! How dare she try to steal her man!
"Ahem."
Gu Shaoting turned back. "You choking?"
Lin Xue took a deep breath, plastering on a smile. "No. Shaoting, where’s the gift you promised me?"
Gu Shaoting froze, then hastily rummaged through his bag. He pulled out a ring box—though it was dented from Jiang Ran’s earlier assault. Embarrassed, he hesitated, but Lin Xue snatched it, opened it, and slid the ring onto her finger.
"Wow, it’s beautiful! How does it look on me?" She directed the question at Gu Shaoting but shot a triumphant glance at Liu Shishi.
Fang Zhiyi almost laughed. This world felt like a vacation for him.
Liu Shishi gazed at him with smiling eyes. "I loved the gift you gave me last time. I couldn’t bear to use it."
Fang Zhiyi recalled the perfume he’d casually picked for her and nodded. "Use it… When it’s gone, I’ll—"
Liu Shishi continued softly, "If I don’t use it, it’ll always be there. Every time I see it, I’ll remember that someone thinks of me every day."
The words made Gu Shaoting turn around again in surprise.
That girl might not have Lin Xue’s swan-like elegance, but she radiated the charm of a delicate, refined beauty.
At that moment, Fang Zhiyi turned around, and their eyes met. With a grin, Fang Zhiyi said, "Oh, on a date, huh? Let me tell you, I just saw something hilarious outside—there were two people..."

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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"