Fang Qi and Liguang stood at the entrance of the morning tea shop.
To be precise, Fang Qi stood at the entrance, while the silver-haired girl...
Was standing half a step behind him.
It was exactly this half-step that vividly created the visual impression of "a master and his exclusive maid."
Because...
Fang Qi turned his head slightly and looked at the silver-haired girl behind him.
Today, Liguang...
Was actually wearing a maid outfit!
A proper, black-and-white, lace-aproned, headband-included...
Classic maid outfit!
The hem of the skirt reached just above her knees, revealing her fair calves. She wore a pair of small black leather shoes on her feet, her long silver hair draped over her shoulders, and a hollowed-out white headband rested on top of her head!
Her pretty face wore light makeup, her eyebrows drawn thin and curved, her eyelashes brushed to a slight curl, and a thin layer of lip gloss coated her lips...
Standing there, she looked exactly like someone who had walked right out of an anime!
No...
She was much prettier than an anime character!
Fang Qi was still a little dazed even now!
Earlier at home, Liguang had gone to change into her outdoor clothes in a "fit of pique." He had been waiting on the sofa with his legs crossed, assuming she would probably come out in that beige dress again...
But when the door to the small room opened, he almost slipped off the sofa!
Looking at Liguang's outfit at that moment, his eyes had nearly popped out of his head!
"...When did you get clothes like this?"
He looked her up and down several times!
She really looked beautiful!
And Liguang had just blinked, a playful little curve at the corners of her mouth, and told him...
"This is one of the essential outfits for an AI companion. It was a complimentary gift from Dawn Corporation, but Master just never asked Liguang to change into it~"
Dawn Corporation, you guys really aren't decent!
But then again...
A company that custom-makes AI companions with complete "functions" was never a proper company in the first place!
After all, with a custom AI companion, the master can make her wear whatever he wants...
A maid outfit really does count as a basic model!
"Why did you have to wear this today of all days?"
He had asked, glaring at her feigned innocent little face.
Liguang's reply was soft and sweet: "Because we are going out to meet guests. Liguang wants to make Master look good~"
Could he refuse his wife making him look good?
Of course not!
And so, holding the hand of his crazy wife dressed in a maid outfit, he walked from their home...
All the way to this morning tea shop.
The distance wasn't far, just over ten minutes, but the rate of people turning their heads along the way...
Was simply absurdly high!
The gazes of passersby hit them like spotlights!
Some people even took out their phones to secretly take pictures!
And his mood along the way...
Hovered somewhere between pleased and annoyed.
—What are you looking at!
—Hehe, isn't my wife beautiful?
—Who gave you permission to take pictures!
—My wife is the best, she really does me proud!
The walk had left him exhausted...
But fortunately, he was finally standing at the entrance of the morning tea shop!
This shop was located on a not-too-wide commercial street. The storefront wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated.
Through the glass, one could see quite a few people sitting inside amidst the steaming heat.
Fang Qi glanced through the glass.
Hmm, there really were a lot of people.
He turned his head and looked at Liguang behind him.
The silver-haired girl still had her eyes lowered, her hands folded over her lower abdomen, standing perfectly straight.
Fang Qi pursed his lips.
Wifey... why go to such lengths?
He could actually feel that Liguang didn't like this.
She didn't like being stared at by so many people at all!
His wife's possessiveness was so strong that she would get jealous even if another woman glanced at him on the street...
So how could she possibly like this?
She knew her own charm.
Silver hair, heterochromatic eyes, a devastatingly beautiful face, plus this maid outfit...
Walking down the street, the head-turning rate was absolutely off the charts!
But she still wore it.
She deliberately wanted everyone to look at her.
Because, under the watchful eyes of the public like this...
No one would dare to do anything to him blatantly.
All the surrounding gazes, all the attention...
Served as a disguised form of protection for him!
Wifey...
You are so good to me!
"Let's go."
Fang Qi took her hand.
Liguang's slender fingers curled slightly, and then she held his hand back.
Fang Qi pushed open the glass door and led her inside.
"Ding-a-ling—"
The noisy chatter in the morning tea shop was somewhat reassuring.
It was mixed with the aroma of porridge, the steam from dim sum, and the chattering voices of the diners.
So lively!
But then, the voices gradually quieted down bit by bit.
Many people noticed them at the same time, then widened their eyes and began to whisper.
Liguang still followed behind him, her heterochromatic eyes slightly lowered, her smile gentle and submissive, without the slightest change.
Fang Qi, on the other hand, expressionlessly swept his gaze around.
What are you looking at!
Eat your own food!
"Senior! Over here, over here!"
A crisp voice came from the corner!
Fang Qi looked toward the sound.
In the innermost corner, a round-faced girl bounced up from her seat, raised one arm high, and waved at him vigorously!
Wearing a light pink jacket and a denim skirt, her round little face wore an excited smile, her almond eyes wide open, making her look entirely brimming with youth!
And beside her...
Fang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Hmm.
The best friend.
Xiaoqing.
The sniper from the previous loop was currently sitting right there!
Wearing a light gray hoodie and a low ponytail, she looked much more low-key than Lin Xiaoyou.
She was keeping her head down, shrinking into her chair, looking...
A little constrained?
Her face was also a bit red, the kind of red that said, "This is so awkward, I really want to leave!"
She even reached out to tug at the hem of Lin Xiaoyou's clothes, whispering:
"Xiaoyou, don't be so loud, you're disturbing others..."
...Oh?
Interesting.
Holding Liguang's small hand, Fang Qi walked through the diners who were still sneaking glances at them, heading toward the corner.
As they passed by, a middle-aged woman lowered her voice and muttered:
"Oh my, this girl is far too pretty, is she a celebrity?"
The old man beside her chimed in:
"Didn't you see that outfit? A maid! What's it called... cosplay? Young people nowadays just love this stuff!"
"Young people? Looks to me like you quite like it too, your eyes are practically glued to her!"
"Cough, cough... Nonsense! I was just purely appreciating it!"
Tsk!
Old geezer, having no respect for your own age!
Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!
Fang Qi pulled Liguang along, quickening his pace, and swiftly arrived in front of Lin Xiaoyou and Xiaoqing.
"Senior! You're finally here!"
Lin Xiaoyou sat down with a grin, patting the chairs beside her:
"Sit down, sit down! I've been waiting for ages!"
At the four-person table against the wall, Lin Xiaoyou sat on the side closer to the wall, Xiaoqing sat beside her, and there were two seats opposite them.
"Coming, coming!"
Fang Qi pulled Liguang down to sit. Liguang sat obediently beside him, the hem of her maid outfit spreading out over the chair.
"Senior!"
Lin Xiaoyou immediately leaned forward!
"Liguang's outfit today is amazing!"
Her almond eyes opened wide, staring at Liguang up and down, marveling:
"Oh my god, this is too pretty! Even prettier than the last time we met!"
"Where did you buy this maid outfit? I want to... No, no, I definitely wouldn't look as good in it as Liguang does..."
As she spoke, she turned to Xiaoqing beside her, reached out to pat her shoulder, and smiled widely:
"Xiaoqing, look! I was right, wasn't I! Senior really does have a super awesome and super pretty AI companion by his side!"
"And you said I was bragging! Do you believe me now!"
Xiaoqing's face instantly flushed bright red!
She lowered her head, rubbing her teacup non-stop with both hands, her voice sounding like it was squeezed out of her throat:
"Oh gosh, Xiaoyou, k-keep your voice down...!"
"Everyone around us is looking...!"
Fang Qi: "..."
Seriously, girl...
In the last loop, you were wildly firing a sniper rifle. Why are you acting so bashful and affected in this loop?
But...
He looked at Xiaoqing's posture, looking like she wanted nothing more than to shrink into her chair...
His eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly!
Introverted, shy, socially anxious...
Speaking so softly she could barely be heard.
Could this be...
The Xiaoqing whose restrictions haven't been lifted?
Is this the Xiaoqing who, in the cafe, had flushed red and confronted him, demanding, "Even if you don't like Xiaoyou, you could have at least rejected her directly!"?
The Xiaoqing who told him the haunted movie theater story at the Tasty Milk Tea Shop?
Fang Qi blanked for a moment.
Wait a minute...?
Huh?
Lin Xiaoyou's best friend... is also in a restricted state right now?
Fang Qi couldn't help but study her for a couple of seconds.
Sensing his gaze, Xiaoqing lowered her head even further!
The tips of her ears were completely red, and she muttered:
"I-I... I never said I didn't believe it... and I didn't say Xiaoyou was bragging..."
It seemed she really wasn't that...
...sniper Xiaoqing whose personality drastically changed in the movie theater after Xiaoyue said "remove restrictions"!
Lin Xiaoyou was still giggling over there!
"Oh Xiaoqing, don't be so shy! Senior is really a great guy!"
"Liguang is also very gentle! Look, look at Liguang, she's so well-behaved and obedient right now!"
As she spoke, she even blinked at Liguang!
Liguang slightly lowered her eyes, the curve of her lips as docile as ever:
"You flatter me, Miss Lin."
Lin Xiaoyou giggled, then turned to look at Fang Qi, waving her hand magnanimously:
"Senior! Order whatever you want! My treat today!"
Saying that, she pulled a menu from under the table and slapped it down in front of Fang Qi with a smack!
"Let me tell you, their shrimp dumplings are super delicious! And the chicken feet! And the spare ribs! And..."
She began to rattle off the names of the dishes endlessly!
Fang Qi looked at the energetic, round-faced girl in front of him...
...and felt a bit bewildered.
He glanced again at Xiaoqing, who was blushing with embarrassment beside her, and then at Liguang, who was smiling gracefully and submissively beside him...
...What was going on here?
Wasn't he... supposed to be walking into a trap today?
Wasn't he here to negotiate?
So why now...
...were there two sweet, naive girls sitting across the table?
What was the meaning of this?
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
