Chen Miemie suddenly shifted his footing, moving diagonally to a stall.
The stall owner, hidden inside a heavy coat, was startled by him.
Cassan noticed his unusual behavior and followed him. After glancing at the stall owner, she whispered into Chen Miemie's ear,
"Don't cause trouble. This is our society's stall, and this person is Leng Ruxue."
Chen Miemie whispered back into Cassan's ear just as softly, "He's wrapped up so tightly, how did you recognize him?"
"I study dance, so I have an eye for subtle human postures. We have meetings and operations together in the society all year round, so I know some of his subtle standing habits."
"I can't believe he's so rich, having a whole stall full of treasures."
"Of course they aren't his personal belongings. This belongs to our entire society; he's just selling them on our behalf. How could an individual Mystic have so much inventory? Behind every stall here is an organization."
"Ah, I see. You guys have this kind of channel and didn't even ask me. I have treasures to sell too."
"Where would a fresh rookie like you get treasures? Only a ghost would ask you."
Chen Miemie and Cassan continued to whisper to each other.
The stall owner grew unhappy. He deliberately pinched his throat to disguise his voice, "If you aren't buying, hurry up and leave. Don't block my business."
Chen Miemie looked at him, highly suspicious. This didn't sound like Leng Ruxue's voice either.
"Master's wife, are you sure it's him?"
"If you want to be sure, there's a way. Leng Ruxue has a weakness that very few people know about. He loves telling lame jokes himself, but he can't stand hearing them. The moment he hears one, his defenses break and he can't help but laugh out loud."
Chen Miemie stepped forward suspiciously.
"Brother, don't be so impatient. It's better to do business with a calm mind. I just realized something. All these years I've never fought or scrambled for anything, and sure enough, I didn't get anything."
Upon hearing this, the stall owner seemed to be triggered. He tried his best to hold it back, his body shaking non-stop inside his coat pockets.
Well, that confirmed it. To fall for such a lame joke, this was definitely Vice President Leng Ruxue.
After confirming, Chen Miemie took a step back and returned to Cassan's side.
"Master's wife, the Vice President's weakness is way too obvious. If others found out, wouldn't he be ruined?"
"You wish. This is only because he's dealing with his own people and doesn't want to expose his identity. Otherwise, knowing his own weakness, he would have found a solution long ago."
"What solution?"
"He would just tell a lame joke himself. However many others tell, he fires back just as many, which cancels out the effect. Do you think anyone has more lame jokes stored in their belly than him?"
Chen Miemie shook his head repeatedly.
Compete with Leng Ruxue in lame jokes? That was simply using one's hobby to challenge another's profession. Lame jokes were the way Leng Ruxue activated his Mystery, his very means of making a living.
Since it was confirmed to be one of their own, Chen Miemie stopped playing messy tricks.
He went straight up and found the high-intensity mysterious item that Xiao Hong had hinted at.
He pointed to a massive, square object. "Boss, how much for this mattress?"
The stall owner was very surprised. "What do you want this mattress for?"
"To sleep, what else would a mattress be used for? Cut the crap and give me a price."
"Give me 500 years." The stall owner directly quoted the cost price.
"Free shipping? It's hard for me to carry it home by myself."
"Included."
"Let's get this straight first, I live on the 18th floor, it has to be delivered to the door."
The stall owner had dark lines forming on his forehead. "No problem."
The deal was quickly struck.
Chen Miemie looked at his newly acquired mattress, feeling extremely pleased.
In his field of vision, the red text still hadn't disappeared.
[Slumber's Embrace]: A very soft, slightly sunken mattress. When lying down, one will be slowly wrapped and sink until completely submerged in the mattress, immediately entering a deep sleep.
Side effects: In this hotbed of excessive comfort and escapism, it makes people unwilling to get up and face reality. The indentations on the mattress will grow deeper and deeper, eventually trapping the person forever. [Intensity] 9
'Xiao Hong, does the intensity of this mattress also scale with my Immortality?'
Yes, but even if you lose your high immortality, this mattress has a guaranteed base intensity of 6.
'6? 9? 69? Why does that feel weird.'
Without anyone needing to remind him, Chen Miemie knew exactly how to use this mattress.
During the Eternal Moon phase, if he wanted to return to his Eternal Moon main body, he needed to be unconscious or in a deep sleep. He didn't want to have someone knock him out every time.
With this mattress, he could freely switch states.
Leaving the market, Chen Miemie and Cassan each took a sedan chair and went their separate ways home.
Not long after returning home, the delivery personnel arrived and brought the mattress to his door.
"Just leaving it at the door is fine. Thanks for your hard work." Chen Miemie saw the delivery workers off.
Qinghua and Loop walked to the door.
"Miemie, what is this?"
"Haha, this is my ascension launcher. I'll put it in the other room for now; I won't use it normally."
This Slumber's Embrace really couldn't be used casually on a normal basis.
At night, Chen Miemie wasn't afraid of the mattress's side effects, but if he slept through and passed 6 AM, he would have to genuinely endure those side effects himself for the time after that.
Tonight's harvest was more than just the mattress.
After many days of hard battles, Chen Miemie had finally finished weaving his moonlight wings.
The wings were colored red, white, and yellow, woven according to his memory of what angel wings looked like.
It wasn't that the three colors each took up a third, but rather the wings would change color based on the moonlight of whatever kind of night it was. This was a new effect Chen Miemie had achieved after further developing his moonlight abilities.
Tonight was a Rainbow Moon, so the wings were red.
Putting on the wings, Chen Miemie carefully moved around the room at a low altitude.
He was like a toddler learning to walk, wobbling around and occasionally falling to the ground.
He lost his footing and unexpectedly fell onto the newly bought mattress, instantly falling asleep.
Watching the overjoyed Chen Miemie fall asleep, Pure Water finally expressed her confusion:
"What is the use of these moonlight wings? With me here, I can just mimic wings on his back and take off directly."
Qinghua, Loop, Bobo: ......
You have this function, why didn't you say so earlier?
Even if Chen Miemie couldn't use them, the moonlight wings still held significant value.
These wings weren't only usable by Chen Miemie.
Taking advantage of Chen Miemie being asleep, Qinghua and Loop scrambled to put on the wings and began testing them in the air. Flying for the first time, the two of them showed a rare expression of excitement.
After they had played enough, everyone worked together to shake Chen Miemie awake.
Bobo had been watching for a while and was extremely envious. It secretly scooted over to the mattress:
"Chen Miemie, can you design wings that a roast chicken can use?"
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
