Second floor.
Bathroom door.
The door was open. Dongfang Zhixia looked at the back cover of a phone case on the floor in front of her and fell silent. It was charred black, and the air was filled with a burning smell.
Splash.
The Little Secretary had a towel on her head. Like a seal emerging from the water, she blinked her harmless, watery big eyes.
"Miss, do you smell that? It seems like something is burning in our house?" The Little Secretary sniffed and frowned, looking thoughtful.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
It wasn't "seems like"... it was.
How did the saying go? Oh right, when God closes a door, he opens a window. The Little Secretary had quite a few doors closed on her, but fortunately, she still had the special talent of a highly developed sense of smell.
It could be considered a "specialty" of the useless Little Secretary. Sometimes, when she forgot where she hid things in the house, she could rely on her keen sense of smell to find her hidden snacks, hehe...
"Wait a moment, I need to go downstairs to handle something." Leaving these words behind, Dongfang Zhixia left. When she walked away, she very thoughtfully closed the door to prevent the hot air inside the room from escaping.
Bang!
Inside the bathroom, mist filled the air. The Little Secretary's eyes became sharp and wise, and she probed softly, "Miss? Miss, are you there? Miss, have you left?"
"Hehe..."
After confirming repeatedly, the Little Secretary quickly reached out and pulled out the phone she had just hidden. She continued to lie in the bathtub, happily scrolling through short videos that could make her "smarter".
From time to time, the very wise laughter of the Little Secretary echoed from the bathroom.
Splash...
First floor.
Dongfang Zhixia stood at the top of the stairs with her arms crossed. Looking down from above, her face darkened as she watched Ye Cheng sitting on the sofa downstairs, whistling and playing with a Rubik's Cube like nothing had happened.
The Rubik's Cube was an educational toy Dongfang Zhixia had bought for the Little Secretary in the past, hoping to make her a bit smarter. As a result... more than half a month had passed, and the Little Secretary hadn't even managed to solve a single side.
Watching a tutorial video on the Rubik's Cube actually put her to sleep. Dongfang Zhixia was completely out of ideas, so the Rubik's Cube was just left in an inconspicuous place in the house. She didn't expect Ye Cheng to dig it out.
It is worth mentioning that Ye Cheng was twisting the Rubik's Cube with one hand, and his speed was incredibly fast. The only thing that could be heard in the first-floor lobby was the continuous clicking sound of the Rubik's Cube turning.
It seemed... to be covering up some subtle noises?
"What are you doing?" Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes and looked at Ye Cheng calmly.
Hearing the voice, Ye Cheng seemed to "suddenly realize" Dongfang Zhixia standing at the stairs. "Eh? President, when did you get here? Oh, me? I'm playing with a Rubik's Cube, it's a bit hard, I need to think about it..."
Ye Cheng furrowed his brows, looking thoughtful, as if it were really something very difficult.
Watching Ye Cheng twisting the Rubik's Cube with one hand at lightning speed while saying "so hard, so hard," Dongfang Zhixia fell silent.
Why one hand?
It wasn't that Ye Cheng wanted to show off. It was just that he really couldn't spare another hand to twist the Rubik's Cube right now. One hand had to clean up the mess, and the other had to use the sound of the Rubik's Cube to cover up the clinking of metal. It was quite difficult.
Ye Cheng had already pieced the device back together bit by bit through the tactile feedback of the subtle differences on the phone parts. Whether it could be used or not was not important; what mattered was bluffing his way through right now.
Ye Cheng had just found all the other parts, like the camera, the shutter button, the CPU... He found all the small things, but he was missing the back cover of the phone case!
Yeah, it was hard... but not the Rubik's Cube. What was hard was surviving later.
Damn it!
What kind of trash phone is this? Transferring some data caused it to explode directly. Damn it, isn't it just a few terabytes of data? It can't even handle that?
What a garbage phone!
While charging just now, Ye Cheng was constantly on guard against his heavily modified commoner phone exploding. But unexpectedly, his commoner phone didn't explode. Instead, the other top-tier elite phone couldn't handle it first and exploded without any warning.
It gave Ye Cheng a fright, followed by silence. Looking at the top-tier device worth tens of thousands, which had gone from taking office to being laid off in just a few minutes, Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
He was probably going to die...
Worthy of someone who had seen the world, after experiencing something like a phone explosion, he reacted in less than three seconds and quickly started damage control, collecting the parts scattered around the room.
At the same time, footsteps came from upstairs, maxing out the sense of pressure, which pushed Ye Cheng's speed to the next level. Ye Cheng's passive effect of flying footsteps was triggered, moving so fast while collecting parts in the room that he left afterimages.
In the end, he successfully finished collecting them before Dongfang Zhixia came over. Now, he was using the crisp sound of twisting the Rubik's Cube to cover up the sounds of assembly while putting on a leisurely appearance here.
Every step was like walking a tightrope over a cliff, and the kind where you are juggling wine bottles while riding a unicycle... The operation difficulty was maxed out; at least a normal person couldn't do it.
The only fly in the ointment was... the phone's back cover seemed to have gone missing somewhere.
"Is this Rubik's Cube very difficult?" Dongfang Zhixia looked at Ye Cheng calmly.
Ye Cheng nodded. "Yeah, it's very hard. A dull person like me naturally can't compare to you, President, but I should be able to figure it out if I study it a bit more. President, you don't need to worry about me. You go to school first, I'll just study it here by myself for a while."
"Oh? Studying... the Rubik's Cube?" Dongfang Zhixia raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, just studying it..." Ye Cheng nodded.
This lame excuse was barely passable. Dongfang Zhixia smiled, a smile that was inexplicably creepy, making Ye Cheng's little heart thump wildly when he saw it.
Not good, I'm dead!
"Darling, what is your other hand doing?" Dongfang Zhixia asked with a smile.
"Ah? Nothing, my hand has been here the whole time." Ye Cheng quickly pulled his hand out from behind him and spoke without blushing or his heart skipping a beat, even showing it off in front of Dongfang Zhixia.
Hmm... pitch black.
It was smoked by those phone parts just now. It was an explosion, after all, so it was inevitable to have some dust and smoke. It's quite reasonable for the hand to be a little black, right?
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
"Turn around."
"Ah?"
"3, 2..."
Turning, turning, turning!
Seriously, all she knows is how to count down every single day!
The indignant Ye Cheng silently added another tally mark to his little revenge notebook for his dear President, waiting for a suitable opportunity in the future to fiercely...
Ye Cheng turned around, pointing his butt at Dongfang Zhixia, his front pressed against the wall. It could be seen that Ye Cheng's clothes had been blackened quite a bit by the smoke.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
"Come here," Dongfang Zhixia said calmly.
"Well, President, my legs are feeling a bit stiff. I think my period just started..." Ye Cheng said with a straight face.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
Step, step, step...
This time, Dongfang Zhixia didn't waste any more words on Ye Cheng. She came straight down from upstairs, walked right up to him, slammed one hand against the wall, and pinned Ye Cheng into the corner of the sofa.
"Move," Dongfang Zhixia said in a calm voice.
Ye Cheng refused to yield. Instead, he put on the airs of a man demanding respect, exhaled, and said, "We both had our difficulties back then. In the past, I didn't have a choice. Now, I just want to be a good person. Give me some face, and let's just let this matter go!"
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
Thump!
Ye Cheng was OUT!!!
Face? What the hell is face? Your Brother Cheng's face was nothing but a shoe insert for the President and the Young Lady...
A minute later, Dongfang Zhixia fell into silence as she looked at the large scorched patch on her sofa and the wall that was mostly blackened.
"Well... if I said I just woke up from a nap and it was like this, would you believe me, President?" Ye Cheng blinked his big, innocent eyes and spoke with a pure expression.
"Bastard, pay for my sofa!!!"
When people are pushed to the absolute limits of their anger, they tend to do irrational things. For example, right now... the dear President lunged forward and bit down hard on Ye Cheng's head.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Why does... my scalp hurt a little?
"Ahhhhh!!!"
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?!
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?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
