Xia Yanchun broke out in a cold sweat. Opening her eyes, she found sunlight already streaming through the curtains, filling the room with bright light.
Dreams really can have anything. It was terrifying enough to make her cry. She wouldn't tell anyone she dreamed of Shen Nian kissing her foot last night.
Whew—
After a full night's sleep, Xia Yanchun stretched lazily, subconsciously lowered her feet, and slipped on her slippers.
Huh?
Didn't I sprain my ankle?
Looking down, the swelling had subsided considerably. It didn't hurt much unless she purposely twisted it.
This ointment works way too well... An ankle sprain that might take others days to heal, and for her, it hadn't even been a full day since she twisted it, yet she felt she could walk normally already.
But then again, she just sprained it slightly while trying on high heels. It wasn't serious, and she applied the ointment, so healing quickly was normal.
Home alone and too lazy to fix her hair, she took a shower first thing in the morning. With no one else in the house, she didn't even bother wearing a bra.
Noticing two cups of century egg and lean pork congee standing on the coffee table, Xia Yanchun paused. She didn't need to think; who else but Shen Nian had a key to her place?
Sister Shen Yue, really! What was she thinking giving Shen Nian the key!
But she couldn't really complain either. Three months ago, she was the same, using a key to let herself into someone else's house without permission, even...
The congee was still warm and tasted pretty good. She could already picture Shen Nian returning from his workout with breakfast, then stealthily using the key to open the door and sneak away.
As for whether Shen Nian had peeked into her room, she wasn't worried.
Shen Nian had always been all bark and no bite. He wouldn't dare to peek secretly.
But he would look right in front of her.
That's exactly why Shen Nian nowadays was so hard to judge!
Shen Nian who brings me breakfast is good! Shen Nian who sneaks around is bad!
...
Shen Nian looked at his two buddies, utterly bored.
Both sides were empty—Chunbao wasn't here. Apart from shooting the breeze with Ma Mingfan and Chen Dong about nothing in particular, he didn't know what to do.
"Shen Nian, what do you think is the best way to train willpower?" Ma Mingfan turned around, his expression serious, as if he had made some firm resolution.
"Working out. Like me, I exercise for an hour every morning. Look at my muscles." Shen Nian rolled up his sleeve and flexed his arm; the muscle was quite noticeable.
Ma Mingfan was moved to tears. Good looks, good grades, popular with girls, and now he works out too? This stats monster still isn't getting nerfed?
The stats monster thinks he's all skill.
"Why do you want to train willpower?"
"Don't ask. It's a slippery slope you shouldn't touch."
"What day of NoFap is it today?" Shen Nian rephrased the question.
"Why ask so much? Got a crush on me, Shen Nian? I won't be interested in you until you turn into a little Nanliang, though I'm not interested in little Nanliang either."
Shen Nian understood now and looked at Chen Dong. "You're also on day one of NoFap?"
"What do you mean 'also'?" Ma Mingfan fumed.
Hearing Shen Nian ask him, Chen Dong's face stiffened, and he said indignantly, "I was flirting with someone on Sunday. Isn't holding hands and touching faces nice? I've long moved past such lowly pleasures!"
"Not bad, not bad."
It seemed Chen Dong really was making progress. Shen Nian, who also enjoyed the thrill of flirting, understood Chen Dong well.
"How did you two start talking? So, do you have a method for training willpower? I asked Chen Dong earlier, and this jerk told me to go watch Jiaqi's absolutely ripped muscle lines. That's so damn ridiculous. I urgently need a method to train willpower."
Shen Nian stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.
"Watch 'Candy Super Sweet' a hundred times every day. Your willpower will become unbreakable. Whenever your body can't hold back, the willpower forged from watching it a hundred times will guide you to fiercely strike the demon pill two hundred times."
?
Ma Mingfan died peacefully, having found enlightenment.
"That thing works?"
"Who says it doesn't? I can watch 'Candy Super Sweet' ten times with a straight face. Dare you say that's not willpower?"
"Holy crap, you're really something."
Maybe... this really was a good method.
Ma Mingfan secretly resolved that as soon as school ended at noon, he would immediately download the "Candy Super Sweet" video. Watch it twenty times before bed, twenty times upon waking. Until he developed superhuman willpower, there was no turning back.
“So, why this sudden urge to train willpower? What stimulated you? Did the girl you like get taken by a jock?” Shen Nian propped his chin on his hand and asked him again.
"Does getting stronger need a reason?" Ma Mingfan laughed. "It's just transforming from Sasuke into White Robe Sasuke."
Shen Nian: ...
You're White Robe Sasuke? Then who am I?
Trying to impersonate your bro? Shameless. Think you're hot stuff just because you're good at playing Naruto?
Shen Nian believed his own willpower was strong.
He could have an offline Naruto 1v1 with Ma Mingfan, get styled on for thirty minutes, and only go red with frustration without delivering a Leo flying kick to Ma Mingfan's face.
That was even more impressive than watching "Candy Super Sweet" with a straight face.
Although he was only on day two of NoFap, he still wanted to say: Ma Mingfan wasn't cut out for it, needed more training.
Chen Dong was capable, had the same spirit he himself once possessed.
"When are you bringing your fling out to meet us? Bro, I've been in the romance game for years. I can tell at a glance if your fling is good or bad. I'll be your strategist."
"Cut it out. I've known her for over ten years. What do I need you to see?"
"Childhood friend? No wonder you said childhood friends are natural wives before. So you were just making excuses for yourself to make a move." Shen Nian saw right through it, laughing and scolding.
But he agreed with Chen Dong's statement.
"Don't say that out loud," Chen Dong said seriously. "She goes to No.1 High School. She lives off-campus, I commute. We only get to see each other on weekends. Bringing her out..."
Chen Dong's smile faded, his tone flat, betraying little emotion. "Can't bring her out. It's not convenient for her."
"Damn you all, you really deserve to die!" Ma Mingfan, listening to them talk about their flirting business, had mentally checked out a while ago.
How can the gap between people be so huge?
Shen Nian could chat and laugh with all the girls in class, even eat meals with them.
Chen Dong has a childhood friend...
Who has never held a girl's hand since childhood? So hard to guess.
Ma Mingfan's resolve to train his willpower grew even firmer.
Extra training!
Besides watching "Candy Super Sweet," he would also eat two meals of Hualishi every weekend and then not go to the bathroom with a straight face until he absolutely couldn't hold it anymore.
“Keep it up, Naruto players will eventually find their own Hinata. This old man back in my hometown insisted on playing Naruto for an hour every day and finally met his female CEO when he was sixty,” Shen Nian patted Ma Mingfan's shoulder, comforting him.
"And then?"
"And then he bought thirty thousand yuan worth of health supplements from the female CEO, said they boosted brainpower so his reactions in Naruto would be faster."
"Haha, you bastard."
Yan Xi reminds you: Due to Tomato requesting over 3 million daily visits, which is causing excessive server pressure, it is now recommended that you use other big shot's sources.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
