After being praised by Su Bai, Old Xue clearly got carried away.
He rambled on about his mysterious understanding of cars.
In short, he claimed that domestically produced cars on the market nowadays just aren’t up to par—joint ventures are the way to go.
So, what joint-venture sedan would he recommend?
The answer was practically bursting out.
[AAA Building Materials Brother Xue: In my opinion, if you want a cost-effective car, it’s gotta be the Magotan 380!]
When Su Bai saw this line,
he suddenly laughed, feeling a sense of relief.
In a way, Old Xue had slightly better taste than Little Xue.
At least he knew to go for the Magotan 380… Well, that wasn’t the point. The real question was, where did this family’s obsession with the Magotan even come from?
Judging by Xue Tao’s bragging in the dorm and Old Xue’s username, it was clear he worked in building materials—nothing to do with the automotive industry.
So, the possibility of their small factory supplying parts for the Magotan could be ruled out.
That left only Old Xue’s personal taste. Maybe back in his youth, the Magotan was his dream car.
Thinking about it, Su Bai figured it wasn’t that surprising. After all, during their parents’ generation, the Magotan was already considered a very good car, something ordinary people could hardly afford.
“By the way, Aunt Jiang, what kind of car do you like? We’ve pretty much finished shopping for clothes—how about we go check out some cars this afternoon?”
Su Bai’s bold declaration left Aunt Jiang momentarily stunned.
Oh wow, listen to that tone!
Talking about buying a car as casually as picking up a hairpin after a meal.
Luckily, Aunt Jiang was easygoing and had already accepted the fact that Su Bai had struck it rich, so she didn’t stay shocked for long.
In fact, she was starting to enjoy the thrill of Su Bai’s sudden wealth.
Let’s be honest—having money really is great.
You can eat without checking prices, buy any clothes no matter how expensive, and just casually decide to buy a car.
Even the wealthiest ladies Aunt Jiang had seen in Ancheng probably couldn’t match this level of extravagance.
Even someone like her, who wasn’t particularly materialistic, could appreciate the wonders of money.
However…
When it came to buying a car, Aunt Jiang didn’t want anything too flashy or over-the-top.
A super-luxury car that was practically unseen in Ancheng wouldn’t just be a waste of Su Bai’s money—
take the Panamera, for example. If Aunt Jiang drove that, getting it serviced in Ancheng would be a hassle.
The economic conditions in their hometown just weren’t up to par.
They probably couldn’t even scrape together enough people for a Porsche owners’ club.
Besides, it would be way too flashy. Aunt Jiang still had her business to run and a social circle to maintain.
So, the range of options was simple: stick to the traditionally recognized “good cars.”
Mercedes, BMW, Audi.
The classic trio, highly regarded in smaller towns, with easy access to repairs and maintenance.
After a brief consideration, Aunt Jiang had her answer.
“Xiao Bai, about the budget…”
“Don’t even think about the budget. I already said, as long as you like it, that’s all that matters. You practically raised me—buying you a car is nothing.”
“Well… I think the Audi A7L is quite nice… But isn’t it a bit too expensive?”
“Come on, a car worth a few hundred thousand isn’t expensive at all. Aunt Jiang, you really need to update your spending mindset.”
“…Alright then.”
Aunt Jiang stuck out her tongue and left it to Su Bai to arrange.
Her heart was filled with emotion.
Truth be told, she had taken care of Su Bai out of a sense of duty—as a neighbor and family friend, she couldn’t just leave him to fend for himself.
She never expected anything in return.
Yet now that Su Bai had money, he was being incredibly generous toward her.
It’s worth noting that compared to an actual mother, Aunt Jiang’s care for Su Bai had its shortcomings.
How many kids these days still have to cook their own meals after school?
And yet, many of those spoiled, pampered children end up treating their parents poorly—some even cutting ties with their “biological parents.”
“Xiao Bai, you’re really such a good kid…”
Aunt Jiang suddenly felt much more secure about the future.
Being on her own had always been a bit anxiety-inducing, especially when it came to retirement.
But seeing how Su Bai was now, her worries vanished.
Money wouldn’t be an issue.
As for care… Ran Ran, that little good-for-nothing, probably wouldn’t make much, but she could at least look after her in old age.
“By the way, Xiao Bai, has Ran Ran been behaving at school? No trouble, right?”
“Does she even seem like the type to cause trouble?”
“…Fair point, heh.”
Aunt Jiang’s eyes sparkled with mischief, though it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
Su Bai guessed it was probably something outrageous—best not to try deciphering Aunt Jiang’s thought process. Normal humans wouldn’t stand a chance.
……
If not for practical considerations, Su Bai wouldn’t have minded giving Aunt Jiang his Panamera.
But then again, the Audi A7L she liked was a solid choice too.
Though many longtime Audi fans criticized it as “neither business-like nor sporty enough,”
it oddly aligned perfectly with Aunt Jiang’s tastes.
And it was actually quite comfortable to drive.
Xia Lin recommended a reputable dealership and even connected them with a familiar salesperson.
Viewing the car, test-driving it, placing the order—everything went smoothly, almost unnervingly so.
That said, Aunt Jiang’s driving style was… wild.
Contrary to the stereotype of hesitant female drivers,
Aunt Jiang drove aggressively, weaving left and right, fully unleashing the A7L’s sporty performance…
“Guess choosing the 3.0T RS Sport trim was the right call…”
Su Bai muttered as he got out after the test drive.
After just ten minutes on the road, Aunt Jiang’s driving had left him feeling slightly carsick.
And this was Su Bai, whose body had been enhanced by the System.
If even he felt queasy, that spoke volumes about Aunt Jiang’s driving.
The saleswoman who had been in the passenger seat giving the rundown immediately bolted for the restroom the moment they parked—
to throw up.
“Hey everyone, today we’re at the dealership test-driving my dream car. Guess what happened? I actually made the salesperson carsick—can you believe it?”
Su Bai glanced over and—good lord—Aunt Jiang was already filming a short video.
And she looked downright proud of herself.
“You might want to take it easy when driving from now on, especially with Ran Ran in the car. She gets carsick easily—you’ll have her puking up yesterday’s breakfast,” Su Bai teased.
“Nah, that won’t happen,” Aunt Jiang replied. “Ran Ran never eats breakfast—she sleeps in. So there’s nothing to puke up.”
“……”
Su Bai was speechless.
Talk about missing the point entirely.
He had to admire Aunt Jiang’s logic.
Even the salesperson nearby couldn’t help but laugh—the one who had been on the test drive was still in the bathroom.
This one was here to help Su Bai finalize the purchase.
Watching Su Bai smoothly pay in full, the salesperson’s eyelids twitched.
Damn, a young talent like this was rare these days.
So young, yet already able to buy such a nice car for his family.
No help from his parents—just pure filial piety.
The real deal, no performative nonsense.
"Ah, if only my useless son could be half as dependable as you, young man..."
Su Bai smiled but said nothing.
It wasn’t that young people these days were incompetent—it was just that times were tough, making money was hard, and breaking into a new industry was even harder.
If Su Bai didn’t have his trusty "System" by his side, he’d probably have to grind for years just to afford a nice car... if he ever managed to reach that point at all.

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

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.”