"Alright, come with me to handle something later, then you can scram to the hospital to keep Granny Wang company. Don’t say I never gave you a chance."
Uncle Fu immediately wore a grateful expression.
"Thank you, Young Master Lin."
Lin Ran’s words were like imperial decrees in the estate—if he told him to scram, he had to scram.
"What exactly are we going to handle?"
The question made Lin Ran’s eyes gleam with excitement.
Before going to Modu, Lin Ran had thought he was ruthless enough—at least when it came to settling scores with the Lin family.
But after everything that happened in Modu, Lin Ran realized he was practically a saint compared to Luo Yao.
No matter the situation, Luo Yao’s cruelty was always swift and without hesitation.
"Now that we’re back in the capital, of course I have to check on how my dear ‘son’ is doing. And Lin Jian—I don’t know why, but if I don’t mess with them, I feel restless."
Uncle Fu could already tell—Lin Ran was becoming more and more scheming.
When had the young master started changing?
It seemed to be right before the semester began, after that time when the young lady brought him back. He started behaving—well, at least in front of her.
But toward everyone else? He’d only grown harsher.
The old Lin Ran had been too kind-hearted, desperately protecting a family full of scum.
That was why Uncle Fu could never bring himself to dislike him.
Back then, his feelings toward Lin Ran were mostly, "That poor kid."
"Understood. I’ll prepare the bodyguards."
Lin Ran nodded. He never took unnecessary risks.
Even though Lin Tianba’s family posed no threat to him now, bodyguards were still a must—it was called insurance.
Jiang Feihua spoke up, "Can I come along?"
Lin Ran’s expression darkened, his voice icy.
"The capital estate isn’t like Modu. If you don’t want to lose a limb, keep your mouth shut and stick to your job."
Jiang Feihua’s face stiffened. No matter how professional she was, Lin Ran’s direct insults were hard to swallow.
"My apologies, Young Master Lin. I understand."
Lin Ran didn’t bother explaining. After all, Jiang Feihua was doomed sooner or later—why waste words on someone destined for ruin?
Once Jiang Feihua left, Lin Ran and Uncle Fu departed the estate.
Outside, Lin Ran gazed at the snow piled along the roadside and sighed. The North and South really were different.
"Little Tong, what’s the deal between you and Qi Chengwei now?"
A faint hint of happiness flickered across Little Tong’s face.
"It’s good. She didn’t forget me. We’re starting over—hopefully, this time it’ll have a happy ending."
Lin Ran raised an eyebrow. "You’re not rushing to the altar? Guess the love isn’t that strong."
Little Tong shook his head. "It’s not about love. We’re just being more cautious now. Chengwei said she wants to focus on her career first. Once she’s truly free, we’ll get married."
"Sorry for splitting you two up. You’re not upset about the long-distance thing, are you?"
Little Tong hesitated before answering.
"Actually… no. Because I realized something."
"What?"
"I realized… Chengwei’s possessiveness seems way stronger than before. She wasn’t like this in the past."
Lin Ran: "..."
Oh, now we’re talking my expertise.
"Heh. Good luck with that. Not every man can handle a woman like that. And how strong can her possessiveness be? Stronger than my Yao Yao?"
Little Tong immediately shook his head. "Don’t get mad, Young Master Lin. Don’t punish me, and please don’t tell the young lady."
Lin Ran nodded, and Little Tong continued.
"I think the young lady’s possessiveness toward you is… kind of terrifying."
Lin Ran’s face darkened. "You’re great at talking. Next time, don’t."
Just then, Uncle Fu handed Lin Ran something black and ominous.
"Young Master Lin, the young lady asked me to give this to you. Said you can use it if you’re in danger. But since you’ve never trained with it, maybe Wang Bao can teach you later."
Lin Ran took it—it was heavier than expected.
Even just holding it, the cold aura radiating from it was unmistakable.
Was this the intimidation and security of a "liberator"?
"Got it."
The motorcade cruised through the capital’s streets, other cars yielding as usual.
The life of the wealthy—simple, unadorned, and boring. Lin Ran was used to it by now.
They stopped outside a nondescript motel. Surrounded by bodyguards, Lin Ran strode inside.
The first thing he saw was Jia Laoban, shirtless and working out.
Jia Laoban’s face lit up at the sight of Lin Ran. "Young Master Lin! You’re finally here. I’ve been rotting away in this place."
Lin Ran eyed his bulging muscles and sighed—he really needed to hit the gym.
"You’ve worked hard."
"Not at all! I’ve even gained weight. My days are just bullying Lin Jian, working out, and punching stuff."
Lin Ran chuckled and clapped Jia Laoban’s shoulder.
"Where are they?"
"Upstairs. Lin Jian’s been in a foul mood lately. Throws tantrums every day. When I get sick of it, I curse at him or smack him around. After I’ve had my fun, he takes it out on Lin Tianba—beats the hell out of him."
"And this morning…" Jia Laoban leaned in, whispering something into Lin Ran’s ear.
Lin Ran’s eyes widened.
"Holy shit. Lin Jian really is a piece of work. The things he’ll do—ha! Did you get it on video?"
Jia Laoban smirked.
"Of course. The room’s rigged with hidden cameras. Lin Tianba was furious—screaming his head off but completely helpless."
Lin Ran felt a rush of satisfaction.
"Young Master Lin, want me to send it to you?"
Lin Ran’s face instantly turned stern.
"If you value your life, don’t show me that stuff. If Yao Yao finds out, both of us are dead."
"Ah—right. My bad." Jia Laoban paled, realizing the consequences if the young lady discovered he’d shown Lin Ran such footage.
A chill ran down his spine.
"Good. Just remember to send it to me later."
Jia Laoban: "???"
Upstairs, Lin Ran heard Lin Jian’s muffled voice before he even reached the door.
"I really envy my brother for having…"
Without hesitation, Lin Ran kicked the door open. A foul stench assaulted them. Little Tong swiftly handed Lin Ran a gas mask, while Wang Bao sprayed air freshener.
Lin Ran grimaced—any desire to torment them vanished instantly.
"Who’s there?"
All three members of the Lin family turned toward the door, only to see a masked entourage.
Lin Ran: "Your daddy."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
