Lin Xuan drove his car to the base of Wang Dahe's building and parked it there. The sleek, eye-catching vehicle quickly drew the attention of many onlookers.
"Wow, so cool!" a boy whistled, clearly impressed.
"What kind of car is that? It looks insanely expensive!"
"Expensive? You have no idea! That’s a Koenigsegg One:1, a supercar from Sweden, nicknamed the 'Ghost of the North.' It’s worth a hundred million yuan!"
"Holy crap! Is that thing made of gold or what?"
"Ahhh, the person inside must be super handsome! With a car like that, their charm is off the charts!" a girl gushed, her hands cupping her cheeks as she stared dreamily at the car, waiting for its owner to step out.
The car had been fitted with a special tinted film by Su Hua, allowing the person inside to see out, but preventing anyone outside from seeing in.
The girl’s male companion, noticing her infatuated expression, couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. "Don’t get your hopes up. Anyone who can afford a car like that is probably some middle-aged guy with a beer belly," he muttered sourly.
Lin Xuan opened the car door and extended a long, well-defined leg.
Everyone’s eyes were glued to the scene.
As Lin Xuan fully emerged from the car, he stood tall in a crisp white shirt and black pants. His handsome features, sharp jawline, and youthful aura radiated confidence and charisma.
The crowd collectively gasped.
He’s ridiculously good-looking…
Wang Dahe’s butler and two bodyguards also stepped out of the car and took their positions beside Lin Xuan.
"Young Master Lin," they greeted him with utmost respect.
The girl who had been fawning over the car tugged at her male companion’s sleeve. "See? Not a middle-aged guy with a beer belly. He’s an absolute dream." She sighed, knowing full well that someone like him would never notice her.
Her companion had no rebuttal. He could only envy Lin Xuan’s wealth and looks, wishing he had even one of those attributes.
"Hey, handsome, can I get your QQ?" a girl dressed in a pink lolita outfit asked, her face flushed with embarrassment.
The butler shot her a disapproving look.
Lin Xuan replied flatly, "I don’t have QQ."
The girl persisted, "What about your phone number?"
Lin Xuan shook his head. "No."
The girl, realizing she was being rejected, awkwardly walked away.
Lin Xuan thought to himself, *I might be living off someone else’s wealth, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let others do the same to me.*
The others, seeing the girl’s failed attempt, quickly abandoned any similar ideas. Lin Xuan leaned against the car and sent Wang Dahe a WeChat message: "I’m here. Come down."
"Got it, be right there!"
Wang Dahe rushed downstairs with a piece of bread in his mouth. When he saw the Koenigsegg One:1 parked outside, his jaw dropped, and the bread fell to the ground.
*Holy crap, Xuanzi, I just saw a supercar, and it’s insanely cool!*
*Check this out! A Koenigsegg One:1! One of the world’s top supercars. Isn’t it amazing?*
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Wang Dahe bombarded Lin Xuan with messages.
*Did you see the rich guy in the photo? He’s the owner of this car. Man, some people have it all—good looks and a wealthy family. It’s not fair!*
*Xuanzi, if I could own this car—no, scratch that. If I could just ride in it for a spin, I’d be over the moon.*
*By the way, where are you? I don’t see you around.*
Lin Xuan looked up and spotted Wang Dahe not far away. Feeling mischievous, he walked over and placed a hand on Wang Dahe’s shoulder. "Hey, buddy, I think we’ve got some good vibes here. How about joining me for a ride?"
Wang Dahe’s hand trembled.
Was this for real? There’s no such thing as a free lunch. Was this guy planning to harvest his organs or something?
But then…
He glanced at the Koenigsegg One:1.
Wang Dahe swallowed hard. Someone who could afford a car like this, and carried himself with such confidence, probably wasn’t involved in anything shady.
Wang Dahe grinned, his eyes almost disappearing into slits. "Thanks, man."
He climbed into the passenger seat.
Wow, these seats are so comfortable.
And the interior? Absolutely stunning. Everything about it screamed luxury.
As the car sped off, Wang Dahe’s excitement only grew.
The power of this thing is insane. It’s so exhilarating!
No wonder it’s a limited-edition supercar worth over a hundred million yuan!
Lin Xuan, who was driving, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hey, I noticed you were looking around earlier. Were you waiting for someone?"
Wang Dahe smacked his forehead.
How could he have forgotten about Xuanzi?
"Yeah, I was looking for my buddy."
Lin Xuan replied, "Well, I can take you back so your friend doesn’t have to wait."
"No, no, it’s fine," Wang Dahe quickly waved his hand. "My friend had something come up and had to head back halfway."
Wang Dahe discreetly sent Lin Xuan a WeChat message.
*Xuanzi, sorry about this, but this rich guy invited me for a ride. How could I pass up the chance to ride in a supercar? If I said no, I’d regret it for the rest of my life.*
*Xuanzi, I’ll catch up with you after the ride.*
He was the perfect example of someone who’d ditch a friend for a fancy car.
Not long after he sent the message, Lin Xuan’s phone chimed with a WeChat notification.
Wang Dahe glanced at it. Must be a coincidence.
"Hey, man, how long have you had this car? Did your dad buy it for you?" Wang Dahe asked, his eyes gleaming with envy.
Lin Xuan replied, "It’s my first time driving it. My girlfriend gave it to me as a birthday present."
Man, I want a girlfriend like that.
Wang Dahe was green with envy. Getting a Koenigsegg worth a hundred million yuan as a birthday gift? The world of the rich is truly something else.
"Speaking of birthdays, my buddy had his last month. I didn’t have much money, so I just got him a phone."
Wang Dahe noticed Lin Xuan’s phone.
Huh? That phone looks just like Xuanzi’s—a budget 1,500-yuan Xiaomi phone.
Shouldn’t a rich guy like him be using a high-end iPhone?
Lin Xuan chuckled. "You’re a good friend to him."
That voice… it sounded so much like Xuanzi’s. And his appearance—he looked just like Xuanzi too.
A wild thought crossed Wang Dahe’s mind.
Is he Xuanzi?
But just as quickly, Wang Dahe shook his head.
No way! Xuanzi couldn’t afford a Koenigsegg, and he definitely wasn’t this good-looking.
Lin Xuan decided to stop messing with Wang Dahe. He hit the brakes and brought the car to a stop.
Wang Dahe looked around. They were surrounded by tall trees, their leaves blocking out the sun, creating a shady, eerie atmosphere. There wasn’t a soul in sight.
Wang Dahe gulped.
Is he really going to harvest my organs?
Lin Xuan suddenly turned to face Wang Dahe, his eyes locking onto his.
Wang Dahe sat up straight, his heart pounding.
If he’s not after my organs, is he… into guys?
Does this rich guy have a thing for me?
"Uh…" Wang Dahe hugged his chest protectively, his expression full of caution. "Hey, man, I’m straight. Totally straight. I’m not into guys, no matter how rich you are."
Lin Xuan was speechless.
Where did that even come from?
"Wang Dahe," Lin Xuan said.
Wang Dahe froze.
How does he know my name? I never told him who I was.
Lin Xuan sighed and gave Wang Dahe’s shoulder a firm pat. "I’m your sworn brother, Lin Xuan!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
