"Beep!"
"Insufficient balance, payment failed!"
"You dare mess with me!" Ye Cheng was furious!
The head maid hurriedly spoke up, "Wait a moment, I'll try a different card!"
"Today's transfer limit has been reached. Please try again tomorrow or visit a counter to handle related business. For details, please inquire..."
Ye Cheng: "..."
Head Maid: "..."
The smile on Ye Cheng's face gradually stiffened. His initial excitement slowly calmed down, eventually turning into cold indifference and a strange, burning flame of vengeance.
"You dare mess with me!" Ye Cheng spoke through gritted teeth, each word forced out as if his teeth were about to shatter. His smile warped into something almost maniacal, veins bulging on his forehead.
For others, blocking their path to wealth is like killing their parents. For Ye Cheng, having his money cut off is worse than his parents dying. What, you ask how it feels to lose one's parents... how should I know? I never had any. But he knows exactly how it feels to lose money!
Parents gone? So be it. But money gone? That's truly gone!!!
The head maid fell silent looking at the failed transfer notification. It seemed like silence, but she was actually questioning her life. How could there be no money? How? She remembered clearly there was still...
Oh, she remembered. The dowry she had painstakingly saved up was completely wiped out by her young lady in less than three minutes. Not a single cent left.
Fortunately, she hadn't put all her eggs in one basket. It didn't matter that the card with less savings was emptied. There was another one with more money, the real nest egg she had saved over all her years of work!
Even if her young lady transferred twenty thousand at a time, it would still take several minutes to squander it all. There must be money!!!
The head maid selected her other "dowry card," and then... the daily limit had been reached. No more transfers.
Head Maid: "..."
What rotten luck, all piling up at once.
"You dare mess with me!" Ye Cheng's voice, full of gritted teeth, came again, making the head maid's scalp prickle. This time, she clearly felt Ye Cheng's "hatred" and fury.
When Ye Cheng had been blackmailed by her or attacked by her young lady before, he hadn't been this utterly broken. Was that just money?
That was Ye Cheng's life!!!
A flame seemed to blaze in Ye Cheng's chest—the fire of his rage. Damn it, even a pushover has a temper!
"Today, I'll show you what it means when a common man's wrath spills blood within five steps!!!" Ye Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, looking like he wanted to devour someone. The head maid's heart sank, and she quickly tightened her grip, holding onto him even more firmly.
She frantically searched her mind for a solution, and finally... her gaze locked onto Ye Cheng's feet, or more precisely, onto her young lady who was still lying there, clinging to Ye Cheng's leg.
Right!
She was out of money and limited, but her young lady wasn't!
All of Xia Tongxin's cards had special verification and wouldn't have limits like the head maid's. She could spend as much as she wanted, just like when she transferred money to Ye Cheng before—single transactions could exceed twenty thousand, something others couldn't do.
What's power? This is power. Might not have much else, but got plenty of gold coins!
"Wait a moment, it'll be done right away." The head maid swiftly let go of Ye Cheng with one hand, bent over slightly, and began rummaging through her young lady's clothes.
Hmm... her young lady's phone, it should be around here, right?
Following her memory, the head maid searched for her young lady's phone, her attention completely focused. When people concentrate on one thing, they often neglect another.
Like the head maid right now, focused on finding her young lady's phone, forgetting she was still holding onto Ye Cheng's arm with her other hand.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Is this something he gets to experience without paying?
Ye Cheng broke into a cold sweat and instinctively tried to pull his hand back. He felt like he was being set up. According to some TV dramas, at this point, a few burly men should jump out and introduce him to the "Guess How High I Can Jump, Immortal" game.
He had barely moved when the head maid, as if a nerve was triggered, her pupils constricted. She hurriedly pulled her hand back, straightened her bent waist, and clutched Ye Cheng's arm tightly again.
The head maid narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Ye Cheng up and down: "What are you trying to do?"
Ye Cheng: "..."
"Nothing, my arm just felt a bit itchy, wanted to scratch it," Ye Cheng said.
The head maid said nothing, just stared at Ye Cheng for a good while. Though silent, her gaze spoke volumes. She shot Ye Cheng a look that said "Try moving again, I dare you," before finally withdrawing her scrutinizing gaze and continuing to search her young lady for the phone.
Ye Cheng: "..."
This world must have gone mad. Who goes around force-feeding people like this?
Sigh... come to think of it, it's been a long time since I had tofu. Hmm, I'll buy some beans in a few days to make some tofu pudding or something. Tasty, love it.
Finally, this time the vigilant head maid successfully found the phone on her young lady. It was still a pink, girly phone, also custom-made.
After getting the phone, the head maid didn't rush to leave. Instead, she placed it on the ground, grabbed her young lady's little paw, and pressed it against the screen to unlock it.
Click!
Unlocked!
After doing this, the head maid picked up the phone from the ground and then... once again used both hands to hug Ye Cheng's arm. Yes, hugged it.
The head maid looked at Ye Cheng warily: "How much do you want?"
Ye Cheng gave a wicked smile, not rushing to answer. Instead, he craned his neck to peek at the balance in the wallet on the phone screen. Having finally gotten a chance to make an outrageous demand, he naturally wouldn't let it go.
He was going to extort... ahem, claim a large sum of well-deserved compensation for emotional distress, medical fees, lost wages...
Ye Cheng calculated a whole bunch of miscellaneous items, almost including the fact that he had inhaled two fewer breaths of air, pinning it all on Xia Tongxin and the head maid in front of him. Utterly shameless!
Then, one could almost hear the Heavenly Emperor Ye laugh, "Hehehe, I want a hundred!"...
"I want a hundred..."
Ye Cheng's words cut off abruptly. His eyes were fixed on Xia Tongxin's green messaging app avatar on the screen. Why did this avatar look so familiar?
Not sure, let me look again... hmm, seems like the avatar of some inherently evil little female brat?
A pink cow... Ye Cheng looked at the avatar, then at the pink-haired little thing still clinging to his leg on the ground. Seems to match up?
No, no, no!
It must just be a coincidence. So what if the hair is pink? So what if the avatar is pink? Lots of people in the world like pink. Just a coincidence. Stop scaring yourself over nothing all day.
Alright, let's look at the name again, hmm... very good, Hundeluo... Another coincidence? Interesting.
Hundeluo...
Hundeluo???
After silently repeating it a few times in his mind, Ye Cheng's eyes suddenly widened. His expression became one of utter disbelief, and he stared with horror at the little pink thing clinging to his foot.
Holy crap!
You little bastard, you're Hundeluo!
The head maid's shocked voice came from beside him: "How much? A million? You might as well just rob us!"
The head maid knew Ye Cheng had figured out their young lady was wealthy and was now trying to extort an outrageous sum. She had originally planned to just transfer a hundred thousand to Ye Cheng to settle the matter.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, their young lady was in the wrong first. A hundred thousand was a hundred thousand.
Who could have imagined Ye Cheng would open his mouth and ask for a million? Did he think money grew on trees?
The head maid's chest heaved with anger as she glared at Ye Cheng. "Don't even dream of it! I'd rather die than agree to this!!!"
Little did she know... Ye Cheng was currently sweating bullets, especially when he remembered all the things he'd done earlier to that little pink-headed creature. He was breaking out in a cold sweat!
He suddenly recalled the "big talk" Xia Tongxin had been boasting about, saying she made millions in minutes, and how she'd told him she was the same.
It was fun bragging at the time, but after the bragging was over, he realized, damn it, he was the only one who was just talking big—she was the real deal!
Holy shit!!!
Ye Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and swallowed hard.
Gulp.
"What million? A hundred. No 'million'. This matter absolutely cannot be settled for less than a hundred!" Ye Cheng said with "firm" resolve, completely baffling the head maid standing nearby.
A hundred... a hundred without the 'million'... that would be yuan, a hundred yuan...
A hundred yuan???
You call a hundred yuan "a hundred"???
The head maid was dumbfounded. She and Ye Cheng had been going back and forth with their verbal sparring for so long, talking nonsense for ages. She thought he was trying to extort a hundred million, but it turned out... it was a hundred yuan?
Are you kidding me!!!
"You mean... you want a hundred... yuan?" The head maid asked uncertainly, seeking confirmation once more.
"Yeah, is there a problem? Hurry up, or I'm calling the police! You wouldn't want your young lady to be thrown out by me, would you?" Ye Cheng put on a "menacing" face, "extorting" her while giving a little shake to the pink-headed thing still clinging to his foot.
The head maid: "..."
Silence was the bridge of Cambridge tonight, and the head maid was feeling particularly bridged tonight.
She looked at her young mistress, then at Ye Cheng... Is this guy even human?
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)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
