The room needed to be tidied up, and the coffin needed a proper place to be settled; it couldn't just lie in the middle of the room all the time.
He stood up, put the Black Iron Coffin on his back, and roughly cleaned up the house.
After working up a light sweat, he finally finished tidying up the new room.
By the time he finished, the sky was already getting dark.
Chen Guan's stomach grumbled.
The avatar also needed to eat, and running at high intensity for a day consumed a lot of energy.
He glanced at the dry rations stored in his storage ring, then at the campus lights gradually lighting up outside the window.
"Go out to eat? Or..."
While he was hesitating, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Student Chen Guan, are you there?" It was An Changqing's voice, coming clearly and gently through the door.
Chen Guan quickly adjusted his clothes, walked over, and opened the door.
An Changqing stood outside, having changed into a clean academy uniform, holding a thermal lunch box in his hand.
"Student An? What's the matter?" Chen Guan showed an appropriate amount of confusion.
"Yuehe and I just went to the cafeteria and brought an extra portion by the way."
An Changqing handed over the lunch box, speaking naturally: "I figured you might have just settled in and haven't had time to eat, so I brought you a portion. It's the signature Spirit Grain set meal from the East District No. 1 Cafeteria, it tastes pretty good."
Chen Guan was stunned for a moment, then took the still-warm lunch box, a trace of genuine warmth rising in his heart.
Whether An Changqing did this out of the protagonist's inherent kindness or some other thought, this sincerity was extremely precious in a strange environment.
"This... is too much trouble for you, thank you."
This time, the thanks were a bit more sincere than before.
"You're welcome, it was just on the way." An Changqing smiled, his gaze casually sweeping across the room.
The curtains were drawn, and the lighting was dim. However, he didn't expect Chen Guan to still be carrying the coffin on his back in the dorm at night.
His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't ask much, only saying, "You just arrived, you might not be familiar with the cafeteria locations and opening hours. If you need, we can go together tomorrow. By the way, tomorrow morning is the freshman assembly and class assignment ceremony, don't forget. The notice should have been sent to your personal terminal."
"Okay, I'll remember, thank you for the reminder." Chen Guan nodded.
The personal terminal was a wrist-watch-style device received upon enrollment, integrating multiple functions such as identity proof, communication, and information reception. All school matters would be handled on the terminal. He hadn't had time to study it carefully just now.
"Then you eat first and rest early." An Changqing didn't stay any longer, nodded politely, turned around, and went back to Room 302.
Chen Guan closed the door, holding the warm lunch box, feeling a bit complicated.
Being neighbors with this kind of upright, kind, exceptionally talented, and considerate protagonist... the pressure is huge.
He sat at the desk and opened the lunch box. A fragrant aroma wafted out. The Spirit Grain rice was crystal clear and plump, paired with a few exquisite side dishes and a piece of beast meat containing weak spiritual energy. Both the nutrition and taste were top-notch.
The food at Huaqing Academy truly lived up to its reputation.
As he ate, he brought up his personal terminal to browse the detailed information of tomorrow's freshman assembly.
The location was the main auditorium of the main campus, the time was 9:00 AM, and it also came with a simple campus map and precautions.
"Host." The system's voice sounded: "Detected a new fluctuation in popularity points. The interactive scene of An Changqing delivering food, as well as the shot of the host taking care of the main body alone in the room and receiving information, has triggered further favorability and curiosity from the audience. Added about 85 popularity points."
The popularity points had reached 142 again. Chen Guan calculated silently. Adding 0.3 stamina didn't feel obvious, but what if it accumulated to 1 point, 2 points, or even more?
Exchanging the new popularity points for 0.1 stamina, Chen Guan looked at his main body beside him. Adding points didn't just affect the avatar, it also affected the main body.
The avatar wouldn't die, but the main body would.
Looking at the store, Chen Guan actually had his eye on a talent.
Enhancement System: Amulet
Price: 200,000 popularity points
The effect of the Amulet was similar to being invulnerable to swords and spears, water and fire, but the price of 200,000 popularity points made him only able to sigh in awe.
After eating, Chen Guan washed up simply and helped his main body wash up. He didn't sleep in the bed, but took out a portable folding mat from his storage ring, laid it next to the coffin, and lay down fully clothed.
He left the bed for his main body, while he lay beside it.
The room went completely dark, with only the faint glimmer of the personal terminal occasionally flashing.
The campus outside the window gradually quieted down, with shouts from the training ground faintly heard in the distance.
Chen Guan closed his eyes but didn't fall asleep immediately.
His mind replayed the day's experiences, as well as the colorful comments from another world that occasionally floated past his eyes.
That was a world he couldn't return to, but it was the source of his current power.
Absurd, yet real.
"Tomorrow... class assignment." He muttered to himself.
According to the original plot, An Changqing would enter the strongest Tianshu Class, which gathered the top geniuses of this year.
What about himself? A freshman with no superpower, carrying a coffin on his back, who looked like a weirdo no matter how you looked at it. Where would he be assigned?
Where to be assigned... no one had the final say, it depended on fists. Only those with big fists could be assigned to a good class.
No matter where he was assigned, he had to find his position on that stage and make his voice heard.
For popularity points.
And for... that day of awakening that he didn't know when it would come.
The night deepened.
In Room 304, one person slept soundly on the bed, and another dozed beside the coffin. The heavy Black Iron Coffin stood in the shadows like a silent guardian.
In the corner of his vision, the last few delayed comments slowly floated past:
He's sleeping on the floor... gave the bed to the person in the coffin.
The details are touching.
Getting more and more curious, see you at the class assignment tomorrow!
Good night, coffin bro.
Update the next episode quickly!
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The next morning.
The faint morning light penetrated the translucent curtains, casting hazy light spots on the floor of Room 304.
Chen Guan opened his eyes almost the moment the first ray of light shone in.
It wasn't waking up naturally, but this avatar seemed to have inherited a high degree of alertness, or rather, the subconscious insecurity towards this world prevented him from truly sleeping deeply.
He sat up and rubbed his somewhat stiff neck. Sleeping on a folding mat was definitely not as comfortable as a bed.
The first thing Chen Guan did was look at the bed.
His main body was still sleeping quietly, its chest rising and falling slightly with steady breathing.
Chen Guan walked over and checked the vital signs. After confirming that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Every day, confirming that his main body was safe and sound was the prerequisite for him to start a new day.
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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 school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
