Fang Qi glared at the lazy android girl in front of him.
Hey!
Are you kidding me! I'm the master!
"...Liguang, don't take it!"
As he spoke, he reached out for the taser!
But Liguang was faster!
The silver-haired girl suddenly shot out her small hand and grabbed the taser!
Fang Qi: "..."
He glared at Liguang, feeling completely speechless.
The silver-haired girl hugged the black taser tightly in her arms, wrapping her two small hands firmly around it!
She shrank back toward the back of the chair, her heterochromatic eyes staring vigilantly at Fang Qi, the crimson in her red eye flickering slightly.
—Master's eyes look so scary!
—This is Liguang's thing! Not giving it!
Then a lazy voice drifted over from opposite them.
Xiaoqing yawned again, her eyelids barely able to stay open.
"Alright, alright, the item has been accepted, and this shop is now closed."
Saying this, she moved her hand from Lin Xiaoyou's shoulder, felt around on the table a couple of times, found her milk tea cup, and took a sip.
"If you have any business, come back tomorrow."
Fang Qi: "..."
He turned to look at this woman whose entire body seemed to scream "I'm so sleepy," and then looked at Lin Xiaoyou, who was still "asleep" leaning on her shoulder.
Her ponytail hung down, her small mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly.
Issuing an eviction order in this state... it really made it hard to refuse!
But... you're an android, why are you yawning!
What a great act!
He immediately fixed his eyes on Xiaoqing and said in a deep voice:
"Didn't you guys want me to join Twilight?"
"With this attitude of yours, not even answering a single question and trying to kick people out... how am I supposed to join?"
Hearing this, Xiaoqing rolled her eyes.
It was a big, round eye-roll, which, paired with her sleepy face, inexplicably gave off a "why are you so annoying" vibe:
"Didn't I already give you guys a taser?"
...Huh?
Fang Qi was instantly so angry he laughed!
You gave that to Liguang, not to me!
Besides... do you think I can't tell what that thing is for!
Just then, a soft "click" came from beside him.
Liguang hadn't been listening to their conversation at all!
She was actually studying the taser!
Holding the taser up to her face, her heterochromatic eyes leaned in to stare at it while she muttered softly:
"Hmm... this frequency..."
The veins on Fang Qi's forehead throbbed!
Crazy girl!
Dropping the ball at the crucial moment!
Just wait till we get back, I'll teach you a lesson!
Then he once again stared intently at Xiaoqing.
Seeing his relentless demeanor, Xiaoqing's eyelids visibly drooped a bit more.
She stayed silent for two seconds, then sighed helplessly.
"Alright, alright..."
Her voice was still lazy, but her tone became slightly more serious.
"Then... I'll tell you one thing."
She paused, her gaze sweeping across Fang Qi's face.
"The ones who want you to join Twilight... are Uncle Fang and Xiaoyue's group."
Her eyelids were fighting to stay open.
"It has... nothing to do with me."
Fang Qi couldn't help but freeze.
...What?
Xiaoqing continued, her voice still lazy:
"As for me, I only care about Xiaoyou. Right now, I just want to take her to rest."
She looked down at Lin Xiaoyou leaning on her shoulder and reached out to brush away a stray strand of hair from her face.
"She made too much of a fuss today, it's time for her to rest."
"And I... should rest too."
Fang Qi narrowed his eyes at her.
This Xiaoqing...
Doesn't seem to care whether he joins or not?
So...
Uncle Fang and Xiaoyue wanted him to join, but Xiaoqing was... somewhat indifferent?
This "Twilight" really wasn't a tightly-knit organization.
"Don't you guys... want the secret on Liguang?"
He said, staring at Xiaoqing's sleepy face.
"Hmm... it's fine if we get it, and fine if we don't."
Xiaoqing spoke again, lifting her eyelids slightly to glance at Fang Qi.
"To me..."
"If you join... that's nice. But if you don't... that's fine too."
Fang Qi raised an eyebrow.
The corners of Xiaoqing's mouth twitched into a smile of indescribable meaning.
"If you don't join..."
She paused, her gaze drifting to Lin Xiaoyou's face.
"Even though Xiaoyou goes looking for you every day, which makes me a bit..."
She softly clicked her tongue.
"But she can also stay happy and joyful like she is now."
"But if you do join..."
Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she sighed softly:
"I'm afraid she won't be as happy as she is now."
Fang Qi was stunned for a moment.
What did that mean?
"Click."
Beside him, the silver-haired girl twisted the knob on the taser, flipped it over, poked the electrode tips with her fingertip, and tilted her head to see if any electric arcs would jump out...
But there were none.
So she pouted, flipped it back, and continued studying the knob.
The corner of Fang Qi's eye twitched. He suppressed the urge to smack her hard on the head, turned back to Xiaoqing, and said in a deep voice:
"Tell me the truth, I might be able to help her!"
Xiaoqing gave him a deep look but shook her head.
With a slurp, she sucked up the last sip in her milk tea cup, then placed the empty cup on the table...
"Alright, it's time for you to leave."
She looked at Fang Qi, her voice clearer this time.
"Xiaoyou and I are staying here tonight; the shop has a break room."
Fang Qi sat in his chair without moving, narrowing his eyes at her.
Kicking them out just like that?
However... Lin Xiaoyou was unconscious right now, and this Xiaoqing in front of him was clearly a tough nut to crack. He wouldn't be able to get anything out of her...
Was it really time for him to leave?
Maybe he really should...
Seeing him not moving, Xiaoqing's eyelids drooped a bit further, a trace of impatience entering her tone:
"Still not leaving?"
She paused, the corners of her mouth suddenly curling into a lazy arc.
"If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police."
...?
Fang Qi froze.
Huh?
What are you going to do?
...Call the police?
Fang Qi's eyes widened as he looked at the woman huddled in the booth, so sleepy she could barely open her eyes.
"You're calling the police?"
He pointed at her, then pointed at Lin Xiaoyou leaning in her embrace.
"You're a... why would you call the police?"
He was genuinely bewildered:
"Aren't you afraid I'll tell the police everything that's going on here?"
Hearing this, Xiaoqing wasn't the least bit panicked; instead, she smiled.
That smile was lazy, her eyes narrowing into slits.
"Then take a guess—"
Her voice was still slightly muffled and lazy:
"Will the police believe me, or... will they believe you?"
...?
Fang Qi's smile froze slightly on his face.
...What did that mean?
The police... wouldn't they be able to find out she's an android?
Or could it be... the police are in cahoots with them?!
Wait...
...Police?
A heroic and valiant figure suddenly flashed through his mind—
The beautiful police officer, Gu Xi.
That... key NPC from the game!
An Lian's best friend, the one he had previously thought about relying on for help...
The last time they met was a long time ago, right?
Hmm...
Eighty-two years ago.
...Is there a problem with the police too?
Fang Qi's breathing grew slightly erratic as he stared intently at the exhausted android girl in front of him.
Now he was certain. An Lian and Lin Xiaoyou, both key NPCs... had something wrong with them!
Then what about that beautiful police officer, Gu Xi...!
Fang Qi's temples throbbed.
Holy crap...!
His mind was in an absolute mess!
"Please leave immediately."
Xiaoqing's voice suddenly deepened, shedding its previous lazy tone!
Her half-closed eyes widened slightly.
It was as if she realized... she had said something she shouldn't have!
Fang Qi narrowed his eyes, staring at her!
Damn...
Could it really be true!
Just then, a warm little hand gently tugged at his sleeve.
"Master..."
Liguang's voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of cautious flattery.
She was still clutching the stun gun tightly in her arms, but she leaned closer to him, looking up with her small face.
"Let's go first, okay?"
She blinked, the crimson in her red eyes flowing docilely.
"We can come back tomorrow..."
"Liguang will go back and brew tea for Master. 52 degrees, Master's favorite temperature."
Fang Qi looked down at this obedient little face.
Crazy girl, you've been bought off, haven't you!
You got her stun gun, so now you're speaking up for her, huh!
But... 52-degree tea?
He glanced again at Xiaoqing opposite him, who had leaned back against her chair, her eyes almost closed.
And Lin Xiaoyou, who was leaning on her shoulder, fast asleep.
Her ponytail hung down, her small mouth slightly open, looking completely oblivious to the world.
...Forget it.
He really wouldn't be able to get anything more out of them today.
It was better to head back first!
Go back and sort things out!
At least... drink some tea and save the game!
Besides, right now...
His head was just too chaotic!
He didn't even know what to ask or say anymore!
He would wait until tomorrow. When tomorrow comes and Lin Xiaoyou wakes up... would she come pestering him again?
Hmm... no rush!
He took a deep breath and squeezed a sentence through his teeth:
"Liguang..."
"Let's go."
Hearing this, the silver-haired girl immediately stood up from her chair, still hugging the stun gun.
Fang Qi stood up, taking one last look at Xiaoqing sitting in the booth, and Lin Xiaoyou "sound asleep" on her shoulder.
Then he took a deep breath...
He grabbed Liguang's hand and walked toward the door.
The two of them walked out of the milk tea shop one after the other.
Behind them, the glass door clicked shut!
Fang Qi glanced back.
Xiaoqing was looking at him with a faint, deep gaze, watching him leave.
Lin Xiaoyou's head was resting on her shoulder.
The two of them just sat there in the warm yellow light.
Quiet and eerie.
Then he looked at Liguang.
The silver-haired girl still had a silly look on her face!
Holding onto the stun gun for dear life!
The smile on her pretty face was completely unhidden: "Hehe..."
The corner of Fang Qi's eye twitched.
Crazy girl... dropping the ball at a critical moment!
I definitely need to teach you a lesson today!
He held his breath...
And when she wasn't paying attention, he snatched the stun gun right out of her arms!
And held it high up in the air!
The smile on Liguang's lips instantly froze!
The glossy shine in her amber eye went blank, and the data stream in her crimson eye paused for a second as she stared dumbly at the stun gun held high in the air!
"Confiscated!!!"
"Eh——!!!"
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
