Dawn and Cassan arrived at Chen Miemie’s home.
There were still no cobwebs hanging in the hallway on the eighteenth floor. Chen Miemie had said he wanted the place well ventilated and didn’t want cobwebs getting blown everywhere.
They had not even entered the door of 1803 before Dawn and Cassan already felt a wave of pressure.
The enormous fish tank in the foyer was impossible to miss.
There were no fish inside. As the curtain of water parted, a pair of extraordinarily beautiful eyes looked out at them.
“Come in, come in. Oh, and this is Water Gaze,” Chen Miemie said warmly.
Dawn and Cassan came to their senses. After Cassan had expressed her desire to join that morning, they had already become provisional insiders.
As insiders, they were not visiting some ordinary house hidden away under the cover of [Mystery] today. They were about to see a strange new world with nothing concealed.
Water Gaze blinked. It had a cheerful personality and even took the initiative to greet them.
“Hello.”
“Hello.”
“Hello.”
Loop received them in the living room and brewed tea for the three of them.
“Hmm? This is excellent tea!” Dawn loved tea and could tell with one sip that this was no ordinary brew.
Chen Miemie nodded. “This is the [Heartless Teapot]. It contains an infinite supply of tea.”
This was Cassan’s first time visiting Chen Miemie’s home. She studied the furnishings in the living room.
“I didn’t expect you to be such an elegant person. You like drinking tea, and you like porcelain, too.”
“Haha. I do like porcelain, but I don’t actively collect it. All of these pieces belong to Qinghua.”
“Welcome, both of you.”
On the large porcelain vase beside the sofa, the Porcelain Beauty stepped out from the body of the vase.
Chen Miemie introduced them. “Qinghua is the organization’s chief secretary, and Loop is the housekeeper. You’ll probably be dealing with them quite often from now on.”
Cassan suddenly found the tea in her hands a little less fragrant. She knew the other party would not attack her, but the instinctive reaction of a living creature still made the hairs on her body stand on end.
“Would you like to look around?” Chen Miemie invited them.
Dawn and Cassan shook their heads at the same time.
They had only taken a few steps inside—there were only a few square meters of space—and one strange thing after another had already appeared. Who knew how many terrifying entities were lurking deeper inside the house?
They were very much creatures of instinct and decided that what they couldn’t see couldn’t frighten them.
Unfortunately, the strange entities were not content to leave them alone.
Cassan felt something grow slightly heavier on her shoulder. When she turned her head, she saw a palm-sized fairy perched there.
“Hello, I’m Daidai~”
Something bumped into Dawn’s lower leg. She looked down to see a black vortex of air rolling to a stop beside her foot.
“What are you looking at? Hurry up and pick up the great Black Hole!”
Before Dawn could react, Qinghua came over and scooped Black Hole up.
“Sorry. It’s a little mischievous, but it means no harm. It probably just wants to play with you.”
Before Dawn could respond, a roasted chicken with a pineapple on its head came hopping over.
“Black Hole, Daidai, you two really don’t know how to behave. You shouldn’t disturb our guests. Why can’t you learn from me? Wait until they’re done talking, then invite them to a grand feast.”
Cassan had finally encountered something she recognized. She quickly asked, “Is this the roasted chicken we eat all the time?”
Chen Miemie nodded. “That’s the one.”
Bobo leaned toward the teacups in front of Dawn and Cassan.
“I, Bobo, approve of you two. Every time you eat me, the smiles on your faces prove how much you enjoy my flavor.”
Chen Miemie’s expression darkened.
“Qinghua, don’t let them cause trouble.”
Qinghua grabbed Bobo and Black Hole, one in each hand, and carried them away.
Dawn felt as though she were sitting on pins and needles.
“Chen Miemie, let’s get started. Ventilate your rooms right now.”
“All right.”
Dawn stood at the entrance of 1803 with both arms spread wide. Her hair began to move despite the absence of wind.
“Winds rise—Atmospheric Circulation!”
At her soft cry, a gale swept through the entire eighteenth floor, whipping Chen Miemie’s clothes about.
All the doors to the rooms and cabinets had been opened, allowing the wind to surge into every corner.
Powerful currents raced through room after room, forcing the stale air out through the eyebrow-shaped windows.
For Dawn, who was [Mystery] 6, an outburst of this magnitude barely counted as a drain. She maintained the rapid circulation of air throughout the entire floor.
Twenty minutes later.
“Hey, hey, stop blowing! If you keep this up, I’m going to get blown apart!” a crisp voice called from inside the wardrobe.
A transparent mass of air drifted out through the crack in the wardrobe. Once outside, it took on a faint blue tint in the sunlight.
“Hmph. You finally came out?”
The mass of air struggled to steady its form in the gale.
“You’re so mean! This is my home, yet you’re trying to drive me out—or even destroy me!”
Chen Miemie had no interest in arguing.
“Enough talk. Take it down.”
The water in the fish tank seemed to come alive. It automatically formed a box of water around [Formaldehyde], trapping it inside.
“Wait! Let’s make peace. I only need a small corner. Don’t drive me away!” [Formaldehyde] shouted.
Chen Miemie gave a cold snort.
“You only harm people. You’re useless to me.”
“I’m useful! I was born from formaldehyde, but even if you drive me away, that doesn’t mean there won’t be any formaldehyde in the house. Formaldehyde can continue evaporating from construction materials for years. I can help absorb it. And if any of the other buildings need to be renovated in the future, I can help there, too.”
Chen Miemie paused.
He considered the matter in silence. The new house had indeed been renovated recently and still carried a bit of an odor. In addition, the base of [The Moon Endures Forever] would also need to be renovated, and they would run into the same problem there. This [Formaldehyde] did seem as though it might be useful after all.
With that thought, his tone softened slightly.
“You can really do that?”
[Formaldehyde] hurriedly assured him, “That’s what I specialize in. And it’s not just formaldehyde—I can control some other harmful gases, too.”
“Other gases? Give me an example.”
“For instance, the irritating gas produced when the fuel burning on a kitchen stove doesn’t combust completely. If its concentration gets too high, it can poison people and kill them.”
Only then did Chen Miemie wave his hand.
The water surrounding [Formaldehyde] released its hold.
“I see you were born here, so I’ll give you a trial period. Purify the entire house today. Can you do it?”
“I can.” [Formaldehyde] answered immediately.
With the problem resolved, Chen Miemie prepared to keep his teacher and teacher’s wife for lunch. However, the two declined, saying they had something extremely urgent to attend to afterward. He expressed his deep regret.
He had barely had time to relax when he received another message.
Chen Miemie lowered his wristwatch.
“They’re here so soon? The witches arrived awfully fast.”
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.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
