Silence!
A deathly silence filled the room, a terrifying stillness. In that moment, Tang Yuyao even held her breath, gritting her teeth and managing not to reveal any flaw.
The two of them maintained this bizarre quiet and balance for a full two and a half minutes before Ye Cheng finally shifted his scrutinizing, suspicious gaze away.
That's right. Ye Cheng had been testing Tang Yuyao, checking if she had woken up. After all, if she really was awake, the things he needed to do next would be impossible to proceed with.
As for what Ye Cheng was about to do... it was simple: help Tang Yuyao with a physical activity known as "Super Beast Armor," "Armor Fusion," or "Magical Girl Transformation."
Given their previous state, all their clothes were completely ruined. After washing Tang Yuyao clean, Ye Cheng went to wash their destroyed garments.
By hand.
As for why he didn't use the washing machine... this wasn't washing clothes, this was practically just spreading things around evenly!
If he did that, even for someone like Ye Cheng who wasn't a neat freak, it would feel disgusting for a long time. He'd never be able to look at the school uniform he wore the same way again. Reluctantly, Ye Cheng had to wash everything by hand.
Hmm... that's right, all by hand. His own, and that of a certain slacker doctor. All hand-washed. Ye Cheng even learned what colors everything was.
In principle, this sort of thing fell under "see no evil" or something like that.
But now, everything that should and shouldn't be seen had already been seen. Talking about any damn "see no evil" now would just be hypocritical, and he loved putting hypocrites in their place.
He was different. He looked openly and without shame!
Before leaving the room, Ye Cheng dried his own clothes first for convenience when going out, then Tang Yuyao's. After a trip outside, her clothes should be dry by now.
Humming a happy little tune Tang Yuyao couldn't understand, Ye Cheng headed towards another room with a dryer, leaving Tang Yuyao alone in the bedroom once more.
Hearing the sounds fade into the distance, reaching a safe range, Tang Yuyao abruptly opened her eyes. Her gaze held shock and panic, and her face quickly flushed a deep red.
Fortunately, when Ye Cheng had left earlier, the alcohol in Tang Yuyao's system hadn't fully metabolized, leaving her cheeks rosy. Otherwise, with her current "overheated" appearance, Ye Cheng would have surely spotted the flaw.
"What do I do?" Tang Yuyao muttered softly to herself, her voice oddly calm.
Did you think Tang Yuyao had everything under control?
No!
In reality, Tang Yuyao was out of ideas, nearly ready to give up. The current situation was a dead end, with no possible way out. She had done so many outrageous things, even "dropped her gear."
Sigh...
It truly proved the saying: "You make your own bed, you lie in it." Tang Yuyao swore she would never drink again. If she drank again, she was a dog!
Tap, tap, tap... Clear footsteps sounded from outside the bedroom again. Tang Yuyao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly closed her eyes, making her breathing even, pretending she still hadn't woken up.
Ye Cheng stood by the bedside holding a large pile of "gear" dropped by Tang Yuyao. He placed the clothes on the nightstand and began sorting them.
Pulling out a rather "impoverished" piece of equipment, Ye Cheng rubbed his smooth chin, squinting his eyes as he spoke with some uncertainty.
"How am I supposed to get this thing back on the old hag?"
Tang Yuyao: "..."
Tang Yuyao didn't dare open her eyes, maintaining the same posture from when Ye Cheng left, leaving her completely in the dark about what he was talking about.
What did he mean, get this thing back on her? What was he even... Wait!
Could the little brat be talking about clothes?
Tang Yuyao's heart sank, and she almost choked on her breath. Internally, she began screaming like a crazed groundhog, loud enough to rupture her own eardrums.
AHHHHHH!!!!
No way, this kid wouldn't actually do it, would he?
Nooooo, wuwuwu...
How is she supposed to get married after this, wuwuwu...
Tang Yuyao was on the verge of a breakdown. The best course of action would be to wake up now, put on a calm front, use her "money power" to bribe Ye Cheng, or threaten to chop him into mincemeat if he dared speak of today's events.
That was the optimal solution to this deadlock!
But for some reason, Tang Yuyao hesitated to act...
"Forget it, never mind. The old hag blacked out last time she drank, so she probably won't remember anything this time either, right?" Ye Cheng gritted his teeth. He'd do it!
If he dawdled any longer and she woke up, it would be a real mess. Opportunities are fleeting. I'll just go all in. Going all in is an art, going all in is wisdom. All in, all in~
Let's do this!!!
Little did he know, this very statement from Ye Cheng sparked an idea in the nearly collapsing Tang Yuyao.
A glimmer of hope in the midst of despair!
Tang Yuyao seemed to grasp the last lifeline, becoming somewhat excited.
Right! Last time she had "blacked out," insisting she couldn't remember anything. This time, as long as she stubbornly claimed she had "blacked out" again and remembered nothing, wouldn't that work?
Just treat it as having a nightmare, right?
Tang Yuyao felt she was an absolute genius. She could actually come up with such a brilliant solution, hahaha...
Wuwuwu... What's there to laugh about, wuwuwu... Some little brat has taken all the advantages, and you're still laughing, wuwuwu...
Tang Yuyao's "arrogance" lasted less than two seconds before she immediately started feeling emo. If possible, she'd probably be squatting on the floor right now, radiating terrifying negative energy while drawing circles.
What the hell was she even feeling relieved about, wuwuwu...
Rustling sounds came from beside her. Tang Yuyao sensed something, her heart sinking. Her body, wrapped in the blanket, stiffened slightly. She knew it was coming. The test of her acting skills was about to begin!
Tang Yuyao quickly thought about how a drunk person should behave. Dead drunk, like a corpse... Hmm, a corpse. Yes, a corpse!
As luck would have it, Tang Yuyao studied medicine. The things she was most familiar with, besides cold scalpels, were the corpses she dealt with from time to time. She even had to go to the morgue late at night to build up courage back then.
It was scary at first, but it felt okay later.
Tang Yuyao kept recalling the corpses she had seen and handled before, quickly getting into character.
Snap!
The first rope binding Tang Yuyao was undone by Ye Cheng. Her body grew even more tense, her toes curling, every cell in her body straining.
The second, the third... Snip!
After struggling for a long time with pure handwork, Master Ye ultimately chose the more economical and practical approach of scissors. Fancy techniques still couldn't beat raw numbers. With a snip of the scissors, everything opened up. Who even invented this thing?
Ye Cheng's unwrapping speed inexplicably quickened, the original buffer time once again shortened, making Tang Yuyao's heart leap into her throat.
Click, click, click... it's open!
The previously tightly wrapped white duvet, now free from its constraints, returned to its original form, becoming exceptionally fluffy and springing up like a blooming flower...
Alright, now it's time to gamble with fate.
Human Sheep, I want to... oh, wait, no. Old thing, I want to gamble with you with my life on the line!
It's the often thrilling life-or-death gamble. If Tang Yuyao were to wake up later during his "Beastform Fusion," he would die, and die horribly at that. Not even the young lady or the guild leader might be able to save him then, so... he must win!
Damn it, let's do this!
Ye Cheng reached into his pocket, pulled out a "no-brand" cigarette, and put it between his lips. Then, he took out the lighter he'd picked up off the street when he went down to buy instant noodles earlier and lit the cigarette.
The cigarette burned slowly, releasing a strangely pleasant, familiar scent, reminiscent of the young lady...
Squinting his eyes, Ye Cheng took a deep drag, then with a sweeping motion of his hand, flung aside the troublesome bedding in front of him.
Whoosh!
Beastform Fusion, activate!!!
Tang Yuyao: "!!!"
The moon hanging high outside gradually descended, its light shining through the hotel window, landing precisely on Tang Yuyao...
Moonlight... dazzle them!!!
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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."
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
