Until his own death, Wu Zhishang got drunk and got into a car accident, which broke his legs and left him wheelchair-bound thereafter.
This would be considered tragic in any story.
Now, speaking of Wu Zhishang at this moment, he liked to squat on the toilet seat to relieve himself, but at a crucial moment, his phone slipped out of his hand.
After thinking about it, he actually went and grabbed a pair of chopsticks, enduring the disgust, to pick it up.
Not because the phone was too important, but because it contained important data.
“Lao Wu, what’s on your mind? Why would you… eat that?”
Wu Zhishang turned his head in a daze and saw his good friend Lin Ran arriving for their appointment. Immediately, his hand trembled, and the phone he had just picked up fell back down again.
Lin Ran naturally noticed Wu Zhishang’s awkwardness and burst into laughter that echoed throughout the dorm.
“Lin Ge, it’s not what you think! My phone fell down!”
Lin Ran: “Right, right, that’s exactly what happened!”
“You’re really misunderstanding! I was just picking up my phone!”
“Right, right! Picking up a phone… and well, while you’re at it!”
Damn it!
Wu Zhishang wanted to curse.
When the phone finally returned to his hands, he washed it over and over, wiping it clean. Lin Ran nearly threw up from the sight, keeping his distance the entire time.
“Lao Wu, you’re really something! No matter how down on your luck, you shouldn’t be eating that stuff! I’m in awe… ugh!”
With the phone “recovered,” Wu Zhishang wasn’t as upset anymore and decided to ask.
“Come on, what’s really going on with you, old man?”
Lin Ran asked something totally unrelated: “Did you get your internship certificate?”
Wu Zhishang shook his head: “I’ve been working odd jobs all summer; I didn’t go for an internship at all!”
Lin Ran: “Well, I’m planning to start a media company, and I want you to be a blogger.”
Wu Zhishang couldn’t believe it: “Are you kidding? Me being a blogger or just an investor?”
Lin Ran nodded: “Blogging.”
Wu Zhishang’s eyes widened: “C’mon, bro! Are you crazy? You’re not doing any better than me as a regular student at the Lin family. Where are you getting money to start a company?”
“My wife has money!”
“Even if your wife does… by the way, who exactly is your wife?”
It seemed like Wu Zhishang just remembered why he had invited Lin Ran today. He was too curious.
Lin Ran: “That’s a secret!”
Wu Zhishang: “So I figured you were lying! I mean, I know you’re kinda handsome, but you couldn’t even get Liu Ruxue, so how could you…”
Lin Ran pulled out his phone and shoved a photo of their marriage certificate in Wu Zhishang’s face.
“My wife’s a rich beauty, three years older than me, and hey, there’s an old saying: a woman three years older is like holding a gold brick. For me, it’s more like a gold mountain…”
After Lin Ran explained for a few minutes, Wu Zhishang was fuming.
“You should die! This is worse than killing me, aaaaaahhhh!”
After crying for a while, he finally asked: “Fine! Even if you’re starting a company, why would you pick me to be a blogger?”
Lin Ran glanced at Wu Zhishang: “Because you’re dumb enough to attract traffic, and, uh, can you stop waving that filthy phone in front of me… ugh!”
Wu Zhishang: Damn it!
“Is there no justice? No law?!”
However, Wu Zhishang was genuinely happy for Lin Ran. First, Lin Ran had gotten over Liu Ruxue.
Second, Lin Ran had found what he called “true love,” and as a buddy, he was overjoyed.
“Lin Ge! Now that you’re married, take good care of your wife’s life! Liu Ruxue doesn’t deserve you; if it weren’t for fearing how angry you’d get, I would’ve already persuaded you!”
“Also, I don’t want to be a blogger. I want to be a manager.”
In fact, Wu Zhishang had tried to persuade Lin Ran before, but after one failure, he stopped.
If Lin Ran got hurt by Liu Ruxue, Wu Zhishang would be there with him, drinking, eating, and playing around; if Liu Ruxue ever changed, he would send sincere blessings.
These were bros who had grown up together, wearing the same pants from childhood. They had fought together, skipped classes, been punished, and went to college together…
“What are you saying? I of course have to live well with my wife!”
“When it comes to being a manager, I’ll consider it, but can you take that phone away from me first… damn it!”
“You agree, and I’ll take it away.”
“I’m defeated by you… of course, you’ll be the manager, how could I… ugh!”
In the end, Lin Ran reluctantly gave in to Wu Zhishang’s phone attack.
Having settled the matter, the two headed downstairs to rent an office directly.
On the way to the parking lot, Lin Ran also told Wu Zhishang about cutting ties with the Lin family, which caused another outburst from Wu Zhishang, who praised Lin Ran’s guts.
At this time, in the parking lot, a group of people surrounded a car.
“I just found out, this is a Koenigsegg One:1, only six units were ever made, and the price has been skyrocketing to over 100 million yuan!”
“Whose car is this? Is there a billionaire of this level at our school?”
“If this were my car, I’d be happy living in luxury and even taking eight wives!”
“I’m taking a photo. Everyone, move aside! Ruxue, hurry up, let’s take one together!”
With the semester about to start, Liu Ruxue, as the school flower, was selected to participate in the orientation gala performance. Today, she was coming to report her program, something she thoroughly enjoyed, and Huo Haini accompanied her.
Seeing Huo Haini calling her, Liu Ruxue slightly shyly moved with an elegant gait.
“Would this be a bit inappropriate?”
Huo Haini pulled Liu Ruxue over: “What’s the problem? We’re just taking a photo to post on Moments!”
Seeing Liu Ruxue and Huo Haini posing by the car, some classmates kindly reminded them.
“That’s a 100 million yuan hypercar. Be careful.”
“Exactly! If you break it, even if you’re the school flower, you won’t make enough to pay for it!”
“I’m staying here and waiting. I want to see who is driving this Koenigsegg to school.”
“Look at how Liu Ruxue and Huo Haini are posing–they look like a pair of chickens!”
Of course, not all students liked Liu Ruxue, especially some girls who secretly despised her seemingly pure white lotus act.
They looked down on Huo Haini even more–someone who lived off of Liu Ruxue’s fame.
Huo Haini: “What’s there to be afraid of? Even if the owner shows up, he’ll be captivated by our looks, alright!”
“Besides, we’re just taking a couple of photos. What could happen?”
Saying that, she pulled Liu Ruxue and both of them leaned halfway onto the silver-gray engine hood for some nice selfies.
This scene was just spotted by Lin Ran as he arrived.
“Who allowed you to take photos?”
Hearing this familiar voice, Liu Ruxue’s hand trembled, and her phone “clang” fell onto the hood.
“Damn it!”
Lin Ran was furious. That was one of the gifts that Luo Yao had given him, and this bitch had just smashed her phone into it?
Lin Ran quickly went to check the hood, and sure enough, there was a tiny dent, about the size of a grain of rice.
Liu Ruxue also spotted the tiny dent but didn’t think much of it.
Huo Haini, on the other hand, wasn’t going to humor Lin Ran; she still remembered how he had humiliated them last time.
“Lin Ran? What are you doing here? And don’t touch that car. Do you even know what it is? If you break it, could you even afford it?”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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?!