[Ding! Task: The only serious philosophical question has been completed!]
[Rewards granted: Physical Ability +1, Mental Power +1]
Ning Yu gently closed the door as she left the girl's apartment.
The system notification of task completion echoed in her mind.
She glanced at her current attributes:
Physical Ability 14, Mental Power 12, Charm 11.
Having received two consecutive tasks from the girl and gaining 3 attribute points, Ning Yu felt fairly satisfied.
She left the residential area. It was already late afternoon, and if she didn't return soon, Shen Yiyue might come looking for her.
She had wanted to check the exploration team for any base missions but ended up missing lunch.
Passing through the gaps between buildings, the red setting sun peeked through, casting its light on Ning Yu's face.
Her amber eyes sparkled slightly in the sunset's glow.
A gentle evening breeze passed by, painting the ark's tall buildings in orange-red hues. It seemed like just another ordinary twilight.
Yet Ning Yu felt a peculiar sense of dejection: Would this world ever get better?
She shook her head and walked into the building.
...
Just as she opened the apartment door, Shen Qianqian rushed to the entrance, complaining to Ning Yu:
"Sister Ning Yu, if you hadn't come back soon, my sister was about to cook herself. How terrifying!"
Seeing the groceries in Ning Yu's hands, she immediately broke into a happy smile.
"I got held up with something~"
Ning Yu patted Shen Qianqian's head as she walked in.
Just as she finished changing her shoes, Shen Yiyue came out from inside.
"Xiao Yu, where have you been? You didn't even come back for lunch..."
"I'll tell you tonight. I need to cook first - I'm starving."
She hadn't eaten lunch, too focused on following her target.
Ning Yu felt like she was experiencing the illusion of returning home from work.
Although she had never experienced it in her previous life, this feeling of having someone at home waiting - this must be what it feels like.
Compared to those who had lost everyone, she was fortunate, and perhaps Shen Yiyue and Shen Qianqian were fortunate too.
Soon, the sounds of food preparation filled the kitchen.
Shen Yiyue stood beside her, competently assisting - she had improved recently.
Although Ning Yu couldn't see Shen Yiyue's attribute points after using the T-virus enhancement serum, her body was constantly being strengthened.
She could feel her improved muscle control.
So during food preparation, after getting past the initial unfamiliarity, she now cut vegetables very evenly.
She had become an excellent partner to Ning Yu.
"Chop some more garlic, and three small chili peppers."
Ning Yu commanded like a head chef while tying on her apron to start cooking.
"Yes, boss!"
Shen Yiyue, lost in her own thoughts, started role-playing, responding dramatically like a subordinate receiving orders.
Seeing her playful behavior, Ning Yu just smiled and let her be.
In the living room, Shen Qianqian sat on the sofa, coloring what appeared to be a drawing of their apartment with some salvaged colored pencils.
Soon the sound of stir-frying filled the air. Shen Qianqian stopped drawing, lifted her head to sniff the aromatic smell wafting from the kitchen, and felt her stomach growl with hunger.
The small apartment was filled with harmony.
In the same apocalyptic world, there were such drastically different ways of life.
Shortly after.
While Ning Yu was preparing the last dish in the kitchen, Shen Yiyue had already brought out the cooked rice and two finished dishes to the table.
"No sneaking bites, you little glutton! Don't you know how to wait for others?"
Shen Yiyue had just set down the dishes when she swatted away Shen Qianqian's attempting hand.
"What's the big deal? Sister, you're so stingy!"
Shen Qianqian withdrew her hand with a huff, complaining to her sister.
"Your Sister Ning Yu brought your favorite juice today, it's over there, go get it~"
Shen Yiyue pinched her sister's cheek and directed her to get the juice while she went to the kitchen for glasses.
Ning Yu finished the last dish and came out with Shen Yiyue, who was carrying the glasses.
"Xiao Yu, could I try cooking in a few days?"
Shen Yiyue seemed unsatisfied with just being an assistant and wanted to try more.
She was pouring apple juice into the glasses as she spoke.
"Sure, let's start slowly - maybe one dish? I'll help you."
Ning Yu agreed without hesitation as she placed the last dish on the table.
For her, she'd eat it even if it wasn't well-made.
But someone else had objections.
"Sister Ning Yu, you definitely haven't tasted my sister's cooking before."
Shen Qianqian, who had just received the apple juice from her sister, was so startled by her sister's request to cook that her glass shook slightly.
Ning Yu curiously looked at Shen Qianqian, who had scrunched up her face into a grimace, as if already tasting her sister's dark cuisine.
"Pfft."
Seeing Shen Qianqian's strange expression, Ning Yu couldn't help but laugh.
"Qianqian, I think you've been lacking your sister's love lately, hmm?"
Shen Yiyue looked at her sister with a fake smile, using her chopsticks to pile a large serving of vegetables onto her sister's bowl.
"Sister, what are you doing! I don't want so many vegetables, I want meat!"
Shen Qianqian, seeing her sister's revenge, immediately became pitiful, using her chopsticks to add lots of meat to her bowl.
Then she moved her seat away from Shen Yiyue and closer to Ning Yu.
"Sister Ning Yu is so much better, you just like to bully me."
She also picked up some food for Ning Yu, then shot another angry glance at Shen Yiyue, as if showing defiance.
"Alright, alright, let's eat."
Ning Yu quickly mediated as she saw the sisters about to start arguing again.
Shen Yiyue suddenly looked at Ning Yu and said:
"Xiao Yu, I've noticed you've been smiling more lately."
"Really?"
Ning Yu pointed at herself, puzzled.
"Mm-hmm."
Shen Yiyue nodded, then rested her chin on her hand, seriously examining Ning Yu.
"I think Xiao Yu looks especially beautiful when she smiles. Before, you always had a cold expression, just like that Wu Di."
"Sister, stop being such a creep."
Shen Qianqian mischievously reached out and poked her sister.
"I'm not! I'm just telling the truth!"
Shen Yiyue glared at her sister, choosing to ignore her.
Ning Yu fell into contemplation, unsure whether this change was good or bad.
The current daily life had spiraled around her like a cocoon.
That sense of disconnection from her previous life was fading, and she seemed to be gradually accepting her new identity as 'Ning Yu'.
She vaguely remembered seeing her previous self in her first dream.
But she never dreamed of it again.
After dinner.
While Shen Yiyue was washing dishes in the kitchen, Ning Yu opened Wan Heng's diary that she had brought back.
The light was dim, forcing Ning Yu to turn on a small lamp.
Though it was rare to see men keeping diaries, she remembered that line from the movie:
"What normal person keeps a diary!"
Ning Yu smiled, thinking perhaps this was somewhat prejudiced.
So she began to quickly flip through the pages.
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?"
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.”
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?"
