Up until this very moment, Luo Yuan hadn't sensed that anything was amiss.
He nodded without the slightest hesitation. "I'm positive!"
What was there to be unsure about?
"Alright then, Luo Yuan. Just wait a second. Also, I'm warning you: brace yourself."
Luo Yuan found Wang Dahe’s words increasingly baffling.
Brace himself?
What exactly did he need to brace himself for?
Wang Dahe searched for that internet celebrity’s name, clicked on one of the videos, and handed his phone to Luo Yuan.
"That’s her. Take a look."
As Luo Yuan took the phone, he muttered under his breath, "If anyone actually treats someone like that as their goddess, they’re seriously out of luck. Thank god my goddess isn't like that."
His goddess was the best in the whole world.
Still, he was genuinely curious to see what this person looked like with beauty filters on.
A sickeningly sweet, cutesy female voice drifted from the phone speakers.
"Hey fam! Next up, I’m going to perform an original dance just for you. Thank you to all my big brothers for your constant support!"
Luo Yuan’s face froze.
That voice... why did it sound so much like his goddess?
But no, it couldn’t possibly be her voice.
It just sounded similar, that was all.
How could his goddess possibly be that ugly, repulsive, fat woman?
Despite his thoughts, Luo Yuan’s heart ended up in his throat.
He cast a nervous gaze at the screen.
A figure came into view.
!!!
Luo Yuan’s eyes went wide, filled with utter disbelief.
The video Wang Dahe had shown him actually featured his goddess!
"Wang Dahe, did you make a mistake? Why are you showing me a video of my goddess?"
Even now, Luo Yuan was clinging to a sliver of hope.
He thought Wang Dahe had accidentally swiped to this video.
"There is no mistake. It is her," Wang Dahe said with a nod.
"How is that possible?" Luo Yuan mumbled to himself.
How could his goddess possibly be associated with that ugly monster?
"You don't believe me? Then look. In the original video, the creator explicitly states that this woman is your goddess," Wang Dahe explained.
Luo Yuan rewound the video to check.
Sure enough, he saw it.
He looked as though he had been struck by lightning; his face was deathly pale. He simply couldn't accept that his goddess’s true appearance was like this.
Furthermore, she had a husband and a child.
He was the number three top donor on her leaderboard and had recently been planning to push for the number one spot.
She often sent him private messages, saying flirtatious things...
Luo Yuan found it hard to accept that his goddess was this kind of person.
He began searching for evidence, desperate to prove that she was being slandered.
He wanted to believe that these so-called "real" videos and photos were just Photoshopped.
Luo Yuan searched on Huyin: [Xiao Yu Yu Yu's real appearance]
The results that popped up were all posts from random passersby. Her real appearance was, indeed, very ugly.
It was no different from what the whistleblower had revealed.
Now, Luo Yuan could no longer deceive himself.
His goddess was, without a doubt, a catfish...
"Wait a minute."
Wang Dahe stroked his chin. "Isn't the timing of this exposure a bit too coincidental? You just sent that video to Xuan, and immediately after, your goddess gets..."
Luo Yuan gloomily interrupted Wang Dahe, "She is not my goddess."
"Fine, fine, fine." Wang Dahe nodded. "She isn't your goddess."
"Right after that, Xiao Yu Yu Yu's real appearance gets exposed," Wang Dahe continued where he left off. "I have a feeling this has something to do with President Su."
President Su was known for her jealousy.
If she saw Xuan watching suggestive videos of other beauties, she certainly wouldn't stay calm.
So, she probably sent someone to dig up Xiao Yu Yu Yu's real photos and had them posted on Huyin for Xuan to see.
It wasn't impossible.
The more Wang Dahe thought about it, the more convinced he became.
"Yeah, I really think President Su did this," Wang Dahe said. "I suddenly feel like you should be grateful you sent that to Xuan. Otherwise, you’d probably still be kept in the dark by this female influencer."
"Grateful my ass!"
Luo Yuan was filled with endless regret. "If I hadn't sent it to Lin Xuan, President Su wouldn't hold a grudge against me, and I wouldn't have discovered my goddess's true face."
That way, the lie could have continued, and he would still have a beautiful fantasy to hold onto.
Luo Yuan leaned back in his chair, looking like he had lost all will to live.
"Women... there isn't a single good one among them."
The next morning.
Su Hua went to her company, while Lin Xuan headed to Shangqing University.
Sixty people were crammed into one classroom.
Among them were thirty students from Shangqing University, fifteen employees from the Tianmu Group, and another fifteen from the Su Group.
The students from Shangqing University couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"What’s going on? Why are there so many people in suits here besides us? Are they going to be participating in the research project with us?"
"Probably. Otherwise, why would they be in this classroom?"
"I don't know who they are, but looking at their attire and demeanor, I get the feeling they aren't simple people."
The Shangqing University students frequently cast glances at the employees from the Tianmu Group and the Su Group.
As soon as Lin Xuan appeared in the classroom, the female students of Shangqing University stared straight at him.
Even though Lin Xuan was dressed in a white shirt and white pants rather than a suit like the others, they still felt he was the most handsome one there.
Lin Jingyue cupped her face in her hands, looking completely love-struck. "My idol really does get more handsome the more I look at him."
His appearance hit all the right spots in her heart.
How could there be a man in this world who was so strikingly handsome and yet so incredibly capable?
However, he wasn't without his flaws. His flaw was that he had a girlfriend, and that girlfriend was someone they couldn't afford to provoke.
When the employees of the Tianmu Group and the Su Group saw Lin Xuan, their eyes lit up instantly, filled with admiration.
The employees from the Tianmu Group, in particular, were incredibly excited.
"I didn't expect the boss to personally lead us in this research project. I can guarantee that anything requiring the boss's personal guidance must be something extraordinary."
"Right, right, right."
They nodded in agreement. "I think so too. Even with the development of massive games like Honor of Kings and PUBG, the boss didn't pay much attention. This project is absolutely, definitely far more important than those two games."
They were simply too curious about what the project could be.
One by one, they sat up straight.
Lin Xuan stood on the podium, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the crowd in the classroom.
"You are all the cream of the crop, carefully selected by me. I need you to participate in the research of a major project. As for what this project entails, I won’t keep you in suspense."
Everyone in the classroom pricked up their ears.
Only Wang Dahe, who already knew the inside scoop, leaned back in his chair with a relaxed posture.
He raised an eyebrow, his gaze resting on the faces of the others.
If they knew what it was, they would definitely be shocked.
Under the curious gaze of the crowd, Lin Xuan spoke up. "The focus of our research project this time will be microchips. We will be developing everything entirely in-house, including the necessary manufacturing equipment, such as lithography machines."
In truth, even the most cutting-edge lithography machines currently available in the world were beneath his standards.
He knew that if they wanted to produce superior chips, advanced lithography equipment was absolutely indispensable.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.