Men's dormitory.
Ye Cheng had just finished showering and was strolling around his room wearing nothing but a pair of tattered red "frosted" boxer shorts with holes in them.
He stopped in front of a mirror, admiring his "god-tier muscle definition."
This wasn’t out of narcissism—he was just testing whether the questionable "golden finger" (cheat ability) he’d acquired had delivered as promised. So far, it had never failed him, and this time was no exception.
It really was god-tier muscle definition!
His muscles were full, perfectly symmetrical, with sharp, well-defined lines and intricate textures spreading across his body like a spiderweb.
The effect was so exaggerated that Ye Cheng could probably compete in bodybuilding contests right now, easily snagging a lightweight championship title.
Unlike the overbuilt physiques of fitness influencers or hardcore gym rats—which inexplicably attracted more male attention—Ye Cheng’s current muscle tone was exactly the kind women adored.
The "dreamy big brother" physique that female fans online swooned over was now replicated almost perfectly on Ye Cheng’s body.
With clothes on, you wouldn’t notice a thing. But the moment he took them off—or even just wore something slightly revealing—the visual impact was staggering. It was a universal knockout, effective on all genders!
Even an eighty-year-old grandma would get a nosebleed looking at him!
"Damn, did this thing turn me into a succubus or something?" Ye Cheng rubbed his smooth chin.
His skin had originally been quite fair, but years of labor and exploitation in shady factories had darkened it slightly beyond a healthy tan.
But now, with this god-tier muscle definition, his skin had instantly lightened back up—noticeably so. In simpler terms, he now looked more like a pretty boy.
"Perfect. If things go south, I can always rely on being a sugar baby!"
Ye Cheng had an incredibly strong adaptability and an unusually optimistic mindset. The first thing that crossed his mind after his body’s drastic transformation was how he could use his new "succubus" charm to mooch off rich women.
Eat? Yeah—he’d be eating soft rice!
Looking back, Ye Cheng now felt like he’d been putting on airs before. Why had he even bothered working as a forklift driver in a shady factory when there were faster ways to make money?
Turns out his moral standards had been too high.
After this brief moment of reflection, Ye Cheng flopped onto his bed in his tattered "frosted" limited-edition zodiac-themed underwear and picked up his phone.
Then…
"Timmy!"
"Woo-hoo, let’s queue up!!!"
Just hearing the game’s startup sound was enough to get him hyped—though he wasn’t entirely sure why. Maybe he was just born with a phosphorous temperament.
First, Ye Cheng spent a few minutes claiming all the free in-game event rewards available. Then he opened his friends list, ready to randomly select a "lucky" teammate to carry for a couple of ranked matches.
If he wasn’t trolling, Ye Cheng was actually pretty skilled—a natural talent.
No strategy, just pure mechanics and reflexes, bulldozing through matches. That was until a series of bad losses tilted him into adopting the "Lei Ge playstyle."
From then on, there was no going back. He’d discovered the true essence of gaming: it was about having fun, about feeling good. Winning or losing didn’t matter.
A lot of people still didn’t get whether they were playing the game or being played by it, getting farmed by the matchmaking system like pigs.
"Once, a sincere game was placed before me, but I didn’t cherish it. If given another chance, I’d choose… to throw!"
"Full aggression!!!"
Ye Cheng let out a battle cry and launched into his first ranked match of the day.
The familiar hero selection screen popped up. Ye Cheng pre-picked the adorable default skin deer-girl.
"Only play this. If you ban or steal it, I’ll feed."
The other four players: "…"
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Meanwhile.
Da’ao City.
"Miss, he’s online!"
Xia Tongxin, who had been sprawled on her bed watching anime, suddenly received a message from the hacker she’d hired earlier. She immediately perked up.
Clenching her tiny fists, the pink-haired girl with a doll-like face wore an expression of "gnashing teeth" fury that clashed hilariously with her delicate appearance.
It looked more cute than intimidating—zero sense of actual anger.
"You jerk, I finally caught you!!!"
Xia Tongxin let out a battle cry of her own and logged in.
"Timmy!"
Her big, watery eyes burned with vengeful flames. For the past two days, she’d been mentally rehearsing the moment she’d defeat Ye Cheng, followed by the glorious humiliation she’d heap upon him.
She even dreamed about it at night, sometimes mistaking her plushies for imaginary versions of Ye Cheng and furiously "ORA ORA"-ing them to death.
After beating him up, she’d enter the victory screen, stomp on his virtual corpse, and mockingly call him "trash fish" a hundred times!
Then Ye Cheng would break down in tears, realize his mistakes, and beg for forgiveness—which she’d reluctantly grant…
This was Xia Tongxin’s diabolical revenge plan!
She’d spent the last day or two meticulously plotting this flawless scheme, certain it would reduce that bully to a sobbing wreck.
"Hehehe…" Xia Tongxin giggled to herself.
Even though she hadn’t succeeded yet, she could already picture her victory—her standing triumphantly over Ye Cheng, calling him trash fish while he groveled for mercy.
What she didn’t realize was that her "perfect" plan lacked any real malice or revenge. In fact, certain audiences might find it… stimulating.
Xia Tongxin was completely lost in her own artistic, "flawless" revenge fantasy.
The moment she saw Ye Cheng finish a match and exit the post-game lobby, she immediately sent him an invite.
"The player has declined your invitation!"
Xia Tongxin froze at the rejection, her cute face twisting in panic. She quickly sent another invite.
"The player has declined your invitation!"
"The player has declined…"
"The player…"
Her eyes widened as rejection notices kept popping up. The smug "everything’s going according to plan" look on her face melted into pitiful dismay.
Her lips puckered, eyes welling up with tears as she kept spamming the invite button with her tiny white hands.
"Wuwuwu… why won’t he accept? Wuwuwu… you jerk, hurry up and accept!! Wuwuwu…"
Xia Tongxin’s evil revenge plot seemed doomed before it even began. It had never occurred to her that Ye Cheng might just… ignore her invites.
Faced with this unexpected hurdle, Xia Tongxin’s single-core processor brain overheated. She was on the verge of crying from sheer frustration.
"Wuwuwu… you meanie… wuwuwu…"
Before the battle even started, Ye Cheng had already outplayed her.
Just as Xia Tongxin was about to sniffle in defeat, a new notification appeared.
"The player has accepted your invitation!"
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."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
