Lin Ran, from beginning to end, was never the protagonist of this world.
He didn’t possess extraordinary combat skills, no cheat-like abilities or systems, nor a razor-sharp mind—he was just a somewhat useless freeloader.
Devoid of the halo typical of protagonists in novels, he couldn’t turn the tide at critical moments, nor did he have any earth-shattering talents.
He was just an ordinary person in an ordinary world, with all the joys and sorrows of an average man.
Could someone like this really be a protagonist?
Yet in Luo Yao’s world, he was the one and only lead.
Just then, an unexpected figure appeared.
It was Zhang Xiaolong, who had brought his younger sister here.
The siblings didn’t try any of the thrilling rides because Zhang Xiaonuan wasn’t in the best health.
Dressed in denim, her face was slightly pale, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity about everything around her. They had come simply to enjoy the lively atmosphere, and Zhang Xiaonuan found that watching others scream was far more entertaining than experiencing it herself.
When Lin Ran had been screaming earlier, she had stared unblinkingly, her eyes alight with excitement.
"Senior Lin Ran!"
Her voice, clear and bright, stood out sharply amid the noisy amusement park.
Zhang Xiaolong froze, then took a closer look—it really was his boss. He turned to Zhang Xiaonuan in surprise.
"You could recognize him from this far? That’s impressive, little sis."
He gazed at her admiringly, thinking he hadn’t even noticed.
"Of course! Maybe I wouldn’t recognize others, but Senior Lin Ran is too dazzling—anyone who isn’t blind could spot him," Zhang Xiaonuan declared proudly, her eyes brimming with adoration for Lin Ran.
Zhang Xiaolong: "So, am I blind? I didn’t even recognize my own boss."
He shook his head helplessly. Besides, Lin Ran was wearing a mask and a hat—how could she have identified him?
Lin Ran, still dizzy, rested for a while before faintly hearing someone call his name. Puzzled, he lifted his head and glanced around.
Luo Yao frowned and shot a look at Uncle Fu, who immediately understood and sent someone over.
Zhang Xiaonuan: "What are you doing? Why are you stopping me?"
She glared angrily at the person blocking her path, sparks of fury flashing in her eyes.
Little Tong: "Apologies, miss. Young Master Lin and President Luo don’t wish to see anyone right now."
His expression remained stoic—his duty was to protect Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s privacy.
Zhang Xiaonuan stiffened: "Luo Yao is here too?"
A complicated mix of emotions flickered in her eyes—surprise, disappointment.
Zhang Xiaolong’s eyes widened, and he quickly covered Zhang Xiaonuan’s mouth.
"Sorry, sir. I’ll take my sister away now." He knew things had taken a bad turn—offending Luo Yao would bring no good.
Once he had dragged Zhang Xiaonuan away, Zhang Xiaolong stared at her incredulously.
"Little sis… you’re not in love with Lin Ran, are you? He’s Luo Yao’s husband! And how could you just call Luo Yao by her name like that?" His voice carried both worry and reproach.
Zhang Xiaonuan tilted her head in confusion: "Aren’t names meant to be called? As for whether I like Senior Lin Ran—of course I do. I’ve never thought loving him was something to be ashamed of."
Her gaze was unwavering, refusing to back down.
Zhang Xiaolong gaped at her: "Little sis, you…"
He was stunned by her boldness and determination.
"Of course, I know Senior Lin Ran is married. I don’t plan to be a homewrecker. I just want to talk to him—after all, he saved my life once. I would never interfere in their relationship, so you really don’t need to worry, brother."
Tears welled in her eyes, her voice thick with grievance. Zhang Xiaolong was completely dumbfounded.
"But if you really don’t want to ruin his relationship, shouldn’t you stay away from him?" he tried to reason, not wanting his sister trapped in a hopeless infatuation.
Zhang Xiaonuan fell silent for a moment before tears suddenly spilled down her cheeks like broken strings of pearls.
"Brother, do you know? When I found out Senior Lin Ran was with Luo Yao, it felt like my world collapsed. I truly want him to be happy, but I can’t stop thinking about him. I don’t even understand what’s wrong with me."
Her voice trembled with sobs, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Zhang Xiaolong hurriedly wiped her tears, heart aching for her. He didn’t know how to comfort her, resorting to empty platitudes.
"Little sis, don’t cry. Everything will get better." It sounded no different from the hopeless words of unrequited lovers.
He didn’t understand this kind of love—he had never even been in a relationship himself—so all he could offer were these hollow words to ease her pain.
Back at the amusement park, Lin Ran frowned. "Did someone just call me? I thought I heard my name."
He rubbed his temples, trying to clear his head.
Luo Yao replied coldly, "No one. You misheard." A trace of icy detachment flickered in her eyes, barely noticeable.
"Maybe. Even if someone did, I wouldn’t bother. The most important thing right now is being with my wife."
Lin Ran grinned, oblivious to Luo Yao’s shift in mood, simply tightening his grip on her hand. He was used to her sudden coldness—his wife’s expressions changed as swiftly as the weather.
But he knew that saying the right thing would bring her smile back.
Sure enough, Luo Yao soon returned to her usual self, looping her arm through his as they left the amusement park. From a distance, Zhang Xiaonuan could only watch their happiness with sorrowful eyes, tears brimming with reluctance.
"What’s wrong? Done already?" Lin Ran asked, glancing at Luo Yao.
Luo Yao wrinkled her nose. "I’m done. Too many people. I don’t like it."
Disdain flashed in her eyes—she hated noisy, crowded places.
Lin Ran felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint what.
Still, if his wife didn’t want to stay, he had to listen.
As the saying went: Listen to your wife, and you’ll have smokes, drinks, and money to spare.
Chuckling, he shook his head and followed Luo Yao out.
Seated in the luxury van, his dizziness hadn’t fully subsided, so Lin Ran rested his head on Luo Yao’s lap.
Her legs were soft and comfortable, like the world’s best pillow. As her unique fragrance enveloped him, he slowly closed his eyes.
When he woke again, they were still in the same position.
"How long was I out?" he mumbled groggily.
"Two hours and twenty-one minutes," Luo Yao answered, watching him.
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?
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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."
