He hadn't expected these guys to be so easily intimidated—they all backed down in defeat, leaving him feeling oddly hollow. Dealing with that quick transmigrator now didn’t seem right either, since she was busy taking revenge on the male and female leads, saving him a lot of trouble. Still, she could be annoying at times.
But soon, Liu Shishi appeared, pulling him along for their usual walk home as always.
Gu Shaoting, as usual, got into the car with the yellow-haired guy, waiting for Lin Xue so they could go home together. But today, the yellow-haired guy didn’t wait for Lin Xue—instead, he slammed on the gas and drove off with Gu Shaoting. When Gu Shaoting demanded why they hadn’t waited for Lin Xue, the usually cheerful guy pulled out a knife. Gu Shaoting immediately lost his nerve.
When they arrived at their destination, Gu Shaoting had a rough idea of what was coming. The yellow-haired guy’s friends were all there, eyeing him with ill intent.
"What do you want?" Gu Shaoting demanded.
The yellow-haired guy scratched his head. "I just don’t get it. Lin Xue is such a good person—how could she fall for someone like you? I’ve been your chauffeur every day, and I’ve seen it all. You’re a total cheapskate, making a woman pay for everything. How do you even live with yourself?"
"W-what’s it to you?" Gu Shaoting flushed at the accusation, but he told himself he wasn’t stingy—just frugal.
"What’s it to me? I know I’m not good enough for Lin Xue, but today, I’m gonna teach you a lesson for her sake!" The yellow-haired guy shouted.
"Stop!" Lin Xue suddenly appeared.
As it turned out, she had seen the yellow-haired guy’s car speed off from school, with Gu Shaoting in the backseat. Remembering how she’d vented to the guy in casual chats—and how he’d jokingly promised to get revenge for her—she panicked and tried to chase after them. But she couldn’t find a taxi. Then she spotted Fang Zhiyi leaving with Liu Shishi and rushed to stop him, begging for help.
Fang Zhiyi looked at her frantic expression and leisurely turned to Liu Shishi for her opinion.
"Of course, go help her. Lin Xue looks really worried. It’s just… I won’t be able to sleep tonight without our walk."
Without another word, Fang Zhiyi grabbed her hand and pulled her into the car.
The entire ride, Lin Xue had to endure Liu Shishi’s saccharine, manipulative remarks, grinding her teeth in frustration.
Luckily, the driver was skilled, and they caught up just in time for Lin Xue to rush out and stop the fight.
Fang Zhiyi watched from a distance, marveling at the plot’s stubbornness. He’d already dealt with the gang of bullies, yet here was another character stepping in to fill the role. Was this hurdle absolutely necessary?
But this time, he wasn’t lifting a finger to help.
Later, he’d even ask Lin Xue to reimburse him for gas.
From afar, he watched the argument escalate. The yellow-haired guy grew more and more agitated until Lin Xue snapped, "What does this have to do with you? Why do you care so much?"
At those words, the yellow-haired guy suddenly pulled out his knife and lunged at her.
The sudden violence stunned everyone. Liu Shishi clutched Fang Zhiyi’s sleeve, terrified he might rush in and get hurt.
To everyone’s shock, Gu Shaoting pushed Lin Xue aside and took the stab himself.
Blood gushed out. The yellow-haired guy snapped out of his rage, turned, and fled, his friends scattering with him. Lin Xue sobbed Gu Shaoting’s name, too hysterical to even call an ambulance. In the end, it was Liu Shishi who couldn’t take it anymore and dialed for help.
Only when the ambulance arrived did Fang Zhiyi sigh regretfully. "Wasted gas money."
Liu Shishi clutched her chest. "That was terrifying."
Fang Zhiyi mused, "If you’d said what she did, this never would’ve happened."
"Huh? Are you making fun of me?"
"Not at all. Try saying it."
Liu Shishi rested her chin on her hand, then looked at Fang Zhiyi. "I need to look at you to think of it."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
"You’d do this for me… I don’t even know what to say. But I don’t want anything to happen to you. If something did, who would protect me in the future?" She took his hand.
Fang Zhiyi shuddered.
What a warrior! The original owner of this body was a true warrior!
Even without Fang Zhiyi’s interference, the male and female leads survived the conflict—and their bond grew stronger. Or rather, Lin Xue fell completely for him.
While Gu Shaoting lay in the hospital bed, she catered to his every whim, her eyes brimming with adoration.
The two were so wrapped up in each other that they completely neglected their studies, though they were confident their grades were good enough to cram later. The day Gu Shaoting was discharged, they rushed to book a hotel room.
Afterward, Gu Shaoting was thoroughly satisfied. Lin Xue gazed at him with pitiful devotion, swearing she’d marry no one else.
The next day, mysterious calls and texts started flooding in—all notifications of spending. Gu Shaoting finally remembered the prepaid cards he’d won in a lottery.
But with exams looming, Lin Xue refused to let him leave. Eventually, they devised a plan: Gu Shaoting would help others pay for things, converting the prepaid cards into cash.
So Gu Shaoting threw himself into work—attending classes by day, hitting internet cafés after school, bars at night, and high-end clubs in the early hours.
It was his first time in such places. The deafening music rattled him, and the scantily clad women held his gaze, especially tempting for someone who’d only recently discovered such pleasures.
Then, at this critical moment, the hospital informed him his mother had passed away. In the original plot, the pushover Fang Zhiyi had paid for better doctors and a hospital transfer, keeping her alive for years longer.
Gu Shaoting had lost his last remaining family. He and Lin Xue clung to each other, weeping, vowing never to part.
Life went on. Watching the carefree revelers in the bar, Gu Shaoting felt a wave of grief. For the first time, he stepped into the main hall and ordered a case of beer.
"Just this much," he told himself.
A sound plan—except he overestimated his self-control. The moment the scent of alcohol hit the air, predatory women swarmed him. Under their sweet words and soft touches, his sorrow faded into the background. He got carried away, bragging about the money in his cards, and the women gasped in exaggerated awe.
For the first time in his life, Gu Shaoting experienced the thrill of wealth.
When he stumbled home reeking of alcohol, even Jiang Ran—who’d been out late herself, focused on building her own capital—was shocked.
"That’s Gu Shaoting? He went drinking?" She could hardly believe it.
After some digging, she learned about his lottery win. "Do all protagonists have this kind of luck?"
"Hah. Dumb luck. Fine. Let him drown in those places—the deeper he sinks, the harder it’ll be to climb out." Jiang Ran smirked.
One of Gu Shaoting’s accomplices, the bespectacled lackey, had already been crippled in an "accident" orchestrated by Jiang Ran, ensuring he’d never rejoin the protagonist’s circle. For this, she earned her first batch of points in this world.
She even bought a hallucination charm to use on Gu Shaoting. Though his protagonist aura weakened its effects, it still had some impact.
Before long, Gu Shaoting was hopelessly addicted to the nightlife.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
