"Seriously, dude? Why dump all this crap on me?"
"What do you mean, 'what I secretly wanted'?"
All he'd planned was to verbally agree to being Dongfang Zhixia's lapdog first, then turn the tables… Okay, fine, he did want to teach that arrogant young mistress a lesson.
But come on—how’s an average Joe like him supposed to do that?
Forget teaching her a lesson; if he even dared to curse at her twice, he’d probably get chopped into mincemeat the second he stepped off campus.
Ye Cheng glanced at the imposing student council president in front of him, then at the icy "failure reward" from the system.
The system’s terms were crystal clear: sure, there were rewards, but failure meant a random, unpredictable calamity—something no ordinary person could withstand.
The reason Ye Cheng had been stuffing himself with food all day? Testing his appetite.
He’d never been able to eat this much before.
But today, he’d devoured enough to confirm the system’s reward was real—his supposedly one-in-a-world terminal illness, "Ye Cheng Syndrome," had downgraded to mid-stage cancer.
Ye Cheng wasn’t afraid of failure. He had the courage to start over and the guts to face death head-on. But this? This humiliation? No way he’d tolerate it!
Alright, disclaimer over… My name’s Ye Cheng, and by the time you read this, I’m already dead—wait, no, scratch that. I’ve stopped being human.
And then… (Pop quiz for the kids watching at home: Guess what happened next?)
Dongfang Zhixia: "…"
Secretary: "…"
Time seemed to freeze. The air grew eerily still until, after a long pause, the secretary let out a shrill scream.
"Young Mistress!!!"
"AHHHHH!!!"
"SHUT UP!!!"
In the vast, abandoned factory, the only sound was the secretary’s hysterics. The two main players, Ye Cheng and Dongfang Zhixia, stood in dead silence.
So quiet, it was like they’d already passed away.
Dongfang Zhixia might’ve looked alive, but mentally, she’d checked out a while ago.
This was supposed to be just a little prank on Ye Cheng.
After the way he’d humiliated her in front of everyone earlier, making her suffer public embarrassment, wasn’t it fair for her to get a tiny bit of revenge?
She hadn’t planned anything too extreme.
She wasn’t some sadistic monster who got off on bullying the weak. But letting Ye Cheng off scot-free? That just didn’t sit right with her.
Hence this whole charade.
Ye Cheng had trampled all over her dignity and pride in front of the entire school that morning.
Now, she was returning the favor!
She’d wanted to humiliate him, make him feel the same "helplessness" and "despair" she’d endured earlier.
But… Ye Cheng didn’t play by the rules. Instead of breaking down, he seemed energized. And worse—Dongfang Zhixia suddenly remembered the terror of being at his mercy before.
Is this guy even human?!
Dongfang Zhixia was utterly dumbfounded.
Far from looking defeated, Ye Cheng was practically buzzing with excitement: "Well, Madam President, was that satisfactory? If not, I can always try harder~"
No trace of the shame or humiliation she’d imagined. If anything, it was like he’d just gotten a buff.
"You—you—JUST DIE ALREADY!!!"
Finally snapping out of it, Dongfang Zhixia’s face flushed crimson. Her chest heaved violently, and she didn’t even bother with her shoes anymore.
She started kicking the tied-up Ye Cheng relentlessly.
The secretary watched in stunned silence, too afraid to intervene.
She’d never seen the young mistress lose her composure like this—no trace of her usual grace, poise, or confidence remained.
Only pure, unadulterated battle lust directed at Ye Cheng!
After who-knows-how-many kicks from those delicate feet, Dongfang Zhixia finally wore herself out.
"Idiot! Jerk! Mark my words, I—I…!"
With that, she fled the scene, leaving behind even her discarded black designer heels.
The secretary stood frozen for a second before scrambling after her.
"Hey, hey! I’m still tied up here! Untie me, beautiful!"
The secretary had no choice but to double back and free Ye Cheng.
This place was in the middle of nowhere. If they left him, who knew how long he’d be stuck?
Once the ropes were off, the secretary hesitated, then sighed.
"Look, you troublemaker… just transfer schools. The young mistress won’t let this go."
With that, she hurried off after Dongfang Zhixia.
[Mission Complete. Reward Issued. Please Check.]
Photographic memory—acquired!
Ye Cheng dusted himself off. Dongfang Zhixia’s kicks had left dusty footprints all over him.
"Rich girls really are all bark, huh? Says she’s coming, then runs off. Just a bunch of overgrown kids."
As he turned to leave, he spotted the "loot" dropped by the president.
Now, don’t get the wrong idea!
Sure, Dongfang Zhixia was fiercer than a rabid dog.
But she was pretty. Some masochist out there would pay good money for this.
Time to deploy his secret sales tactic:
"Hey, buddy, fate brought us together. Got a rare collectible here—interested?"
Ye Cheng checked that the coast was clear, then launched into his performance.
"Oops, whose shoe is this? Anyone want it?"
"If not… guess I’ll take it~"
For insurance, he even recorded a "disclaimer video," repeating the same spiel.
Then he pocketed the young mistress’s premium-grade dropped item!
Ah, elite schools—where even the ground was paved with gold. Walk two steps, and you’d trip over something valuable.
"Mmhm~ Today’s a good day~~~"
Ye Cheng hummed cheerfully as he walked off with his prize.
Not long after, the secretary returned, frantically searching for the missing shoe.
"Where is it? It was right here!"
She was sweating bullets. This was a major screw-up. How could she not have noticed the young mistress losing a shoe?! She was so fired…
Nothing. Gone.
How?! It was right here!
Just as she was about to cry, her eyes landed on the chair where Ye Cheng had been tied up.
…No.
Her pupils shrank.
Outside the factory, inside a parked Rolls-Royce Phantom, a stunning girl was furiously scrubbing her feet with bottled water. Even after they were spotless, she kept washing.
"Disgusting! Disgusting! DISGUSTING!!!"
"You bastard! I’ll make you pay! I’LL MAKE YOU PAY!"
Dongfang Zhixia chanted these lines like a mantra, making the driver’s scalp crawl.
Who the hell pissed off the young mistress this time?!
This was the most unhinged he’d ever seen her.
Soon, the secretary emerged from the factory, empty-handed.
Her face fell as she spoke, "Miss Dongfang... the shoes, they're gone."
"It seems... that guy took them."
Dongfang Zhixia's movements froze. Her expression stiffened, and the plastic water bottle in her hand crumpled with a sharp crackling sound!
"Ahhh!!!"
"You bastard—I’ll kill you!!!"
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)
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?"
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."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
