Inside the villa, on the second floor.
Ye Cheng leaned against the headboard, holding a screen in his hand like an opium addict, with the word "lethargic" practically written across his face. The Little Secretary rested her little head on Ye Cheng's shoulder, her big, sparkling eyes staring blankly at the phone screen he was holding.
What was playing on the phone was nothing else but those mind-numbing short videos that could supposedly "boost one's IQ."
The Little Secretary obviously had her own phone, so why did she come over to watch with Ye Cheng?
Well, good question. Long story short... simply put, the mind-numbing videos the Little Secretary found were on a completely different level from Ye Cheng's.
To put it more bluntly, Ye Cheng's account had already been fully cultivated. It was locked in by the big data algorithm, to the point where he could hardly scroll past anything other than brain-rotting short videos.
It belonged to the legendary tier of "god-level accounts"—an idiot would instantly turn into Einstein after watching!
At this point, a curious friend might ask: Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, if an idiot turns into Einstein after watching, what would Einstein turn into?
Good question, bro, good question!
According to the law of conservation of energy, trigonometric functions, the Pythagorean theorem... and other irrelevant things, we can deduce the equation that Einstein would turn into an idiot after watching!
Under the temptation of such a god-level account, the Little Secretary was naturally drawn over very quickly, tossing her own phone aside.
Suddenly, she felt that the idol dramas and soap operas on her own phone weren't appealing anymore. The bad guy's stuff was still much better to watch... hehe.
The Little Secretary's eyes gleamed with "wisdom." With her previous experience, she was very careful this time. Without alerting Ye Cheng, she inched her "frail body" over little by little, ultimately succeeding in reaching her destination without Ye Cheng noticing.
Hehe, nice!
The Little Secretary's eyes secretly rejoiced, and similarly, her gaze became "wise." Resting her soft, squishy cheek on Ye Cheng's shoulder, she earnestly watched the brain-rotting short videos on his phone.
"Friends who often wash their cars know that washing a car is a very troublesome task, especially the dust scattered on the car's body. This dust is made of weak electrons..."
The Little Secretary's eyes grew even more "wise." Her head felt dizzy and a bit achy, feeling like if she continued watching, she would grow a brain. Sure enough, the method the Commander mentioned was right; watching more of this makes you smarter!
Child, is it possible that the pain is just the back of your head hitting the headboard?
There were two people on the bed. One was a big genius, and the other was also a big genius...
As for the President... she had gone to take a shower again.
As for Ye Cheng, he had already finished showering and changed into a gray rabbit pajama set. It is worth mentioning that the Little Secretary was wearing a white rabbit pajama set. At a glance, they looked like matching couple outfits.
Ye Cheng had just casually found these clothes downstairs and grabbed a set. By the time Dongfang Zhixia entered the bathroom, Ye Cheng had already come out. It took exactly one minute, no more, no less.
Next up was the happy brain-rotting short video time. Woohoo!!!
And then... came the current scene. One white and one gray rabbit, with inexplicably "wise" looks in their eyes, lying on the bed leaning against each other, watching the brain-rotting short videos playing on the phone.
Inside the bathroom.
Splash, splash...
The sound of running water could be heard continuously before stopping shortly after. Dongfang Zhixia let down her coiled hair. Since she had already washed her hair earlier and had just sweated a bit, she only needed a quick rinse.
As for why Ye Cheng was the one exerting energy running, but the President ended up sweating in the end, well... that traces back to the President's "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Kicks."
The final result was that Ye Cheng was severely "rewarded," yet he was completely fine and even suspected of enjoying it. Infuriated, Dongfang Zhixia gave Ye Cheng a bite, which finally ended the battle.
As a price, she broke out in a sweat, so now she needed to wash up again.
Before long, Dongfang Zhixia put on her clothes, wiped the mist off the mirror in front of her, and looked at herself in the reflection.
Mmm... aside from her face being a bit too flushed, everything else was still as perfect as ever.
As expected of her!
Dongfang Zhixia was very confident. She puffed out her chest at her reflection in the mirror, and after confirming there were no issues, she finally opened the door and left the bathroom.
Click.
Right on cue, she saw two giant "rabbits" cuddling together on the bed. Their posture could no longer be described as merely intimate; it looked beautifully peaceful and harmonious.
At this moment, Dongfang Zhixia was a bit dazed. Subconsciously, she had an illusion... Was she the third wheel here?
Wait, no!
Where did these two rabbits come from!!!
Dongfang Zhixia suddenly snapped back to reality, clearly seeing what the two cuddling "rabbits" not far away actually were.
Clatter!
The comb in Dongfang Zhixia's hand dropped to the floor. Ye Cheng heard the sound and looked over.
Ye Cheng: "???"
Seeing Dongfang Zhixia's dumbfounded look, Ye Cheng frowned in confusion.
The President had blown a fuse again. Why did she look so dumbfounded? That shouldn't be. He hadn't done anything wrong. He was just lying on the bed behaving himself, watching his favorite brain-rotting short videos. It couldn't be that watching a few dumb videos would cause... Wait, where did these rabbit ears come from?
When Ye Cheng turned his head, he saw two floppy things, two big clumps of... ears?
Holy crap, where did this rabbit come from!
At this time, the brain-rotting short video on Ye Cheng's phone happened to finish playing. Seeing that Ye Cheng had no intention of going to the next video, the rabbit beside him... oh wait, the Little Secretary beside him considerately swiped the phone screen for him.
It switched to the next video, and then she continued to lean on Ye Cheng's shoulder with a "wise" gaze, watching the brain-rotting short video that could boost her IQ.
Except... Ye Cheng felt like he was dead meat.
Gulp.
Ye Cheng swallowed hard. In a moment of desperation, he thought of a way to prove his innocence. He silently pulled the phone away, placed it on the Little Secretary's lap, and then showed his empty hands to Dongfang Zhixia not far away, pointing at the Little Secretary beside him.
Look!
President, look, this rabbit has nothing to do with me! She came over on her own, I don't know anything!
Ye Cheng felt as wronged as snow in July, even more wronged than Dou E. Just a moment of inattention in keeping an eye on the Little Secretary, and he was directly framed. Fortunately, he was exceptionally smart and proved his... Eh, where did this phone come from?
Ye Cheng fell silent as he looked at the phone that had somehow returned to his lap. The Little Secretary was even very thoughtfully holding the phone with one hand, keeping it positioned right in the middle between them so they could both see!
Ye Cheng: "..."
First of all, I know you mean well, Hamster. Secondly... screw this!!!
Ye Cheng simply laid his cards on the table. He grabbed the Little Secretary by her "rabbit ears" and moved her off his shoulder, then put away his phone. He quickly stepped aside, putting both hands behind his back like an elementary school student in class. Baring his white teeth, he offered a beaming smile to the inexplicably murderous President standing not far away, trying to show that he was completely innocent.
Having lost Ye Cheng as her support, the Little Secretary slumped softly onto the bed, rolled onto her side, and then... crushed her own leg.
"Ah!"
"Boohoo, I'm going to die, it hurts so much, boohoo..."
"Boohoo, Miss, boohoo, I'm dying, boohoo..."
The Hamster screamed miserably and began to sob. The Little Secretary pitifully hugged a pillow along with the two rabbit ears on her head as she cried. Crying was one thing, but she also kept calling out for Dongfang Zhixia between her sobs.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
Ever since a moment ago, Dongfang Zhixia felt like Ye Cheng had been deliberately provoking her!
And now... he wasn't even trying to hide it anymore!
Dongfang Zhixia walked over briskly with a dark expression on her face, and then...
President's anger +1+1+1...
Ye Cheng's fear +1+1+1...
Little Secretary's uselessness +1+1+1...
"What are you dodging for? Would it kill you to let her lean on you for a bit!!!" Dongfang Zhixia glared furiously at Ye Cheng, then turned with a heartbroken expression to hug and comfort the pitiful Little Secretary.
Ye Cheng: "..."
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."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
