To be blunt, Su Bai didn’t really need to put effort into any of the girls around him.
Isn’t modern romance just like that? As long as the material conditions are met, it’s a transactional contract—everything else is left to fate.
People are just putting on a show of affection. The moment real trouble or conflict arises, they’ll argue and break up in an instant.
Some girls like to act up or make scenes, but it’s just dissatisfaction with the status quo, a desire for more.
How greedy.
But Su Bai’s circumstances were too good. Logically, the girls around him had no reason to be dissatisfied. So, like many wealthy guys, he could easily play the field without treating any of them as real people.
Su Bai didn’t do that. He treated girls with gentleness—of course, only if they deserved it.
He showed no such gentleness to Jiang Qiuran. His heart had a clear set of standards.
Thinking of this, Chen Yusheng nuzzled against Su Bai’s shoulder while he applied hand sanitizer.
“What’s up?”
“You spent a lot of time learning these… massage techniques, didn’t you?”
“Not really.”
“Hehe, you’re so good to me~”
Chen Yusheng was over the moon.
Su Bai didn’t know why she was suddenly so happy and reminded her to sit properly.
He had finished disinfecting his hands… though it was mostly for show, a ritualistic gesture. It probably had no real effect on physical ailments or recovery, but many people ate it up.
Chen Yusheng wasn’t one of them, but then again, rich folks seemed obsessed with these mystical things.
What if he used his [Causality Therapy (Master Level)] skill to trick Yangyang’s dad into abandoning his bizarre parenting methods?
Seemed plausible.
Su Bai positioned Chen Yusheng’s black-stockinged feet in front of him and rubbed them in careful circles—a warm-up move, an essential prelude in proper therapy, like a wake-up call for the body.
“Yusheng, do you think anyone in Yangyang’s family has recently gotten some strange illness, the kind where they’re scouring the world for doctors but no one can cure it?”
“Maybe? Who knows… Wait, no—why are you thinking about her while holding my feet?!” Chen Yusheng burst out laughing. This guy was unbelievable!
“Because you’re both beauties, so it’s natural to associate the two. Plus, I think this trick might actually work.”
“Stop reading so many urban miracle-doctor novels. There aren’t that many incurable diseases out there.”
“True.”
Even Chen Yusheng’s mother’s rare condition was just a matter of expensive medication… very expensive.
Rare disease meds were pricey for a reason—most of the cost went into R&D. For widely applicable drugs, mass production drove prices down. Rare diseases were the opposite, with so few patients to begin with.
Su Bai’s thoughts wandered as he effortlessly activated his skill, his movements flowing naturally as if the therapy’s intricacies were hardwired into his nervous system.
“Feel anything special?”
“Mmm… ah…”
Chen Yusheng didn’t—no, couldn’t—answer. She was too overwhelmed to speak.
An unprecedented vitality surged through the areas Su Bai pressed, every tissue, every cell celebrating like it was reborn!
His touch had always brought her pleasure, but today was different. He really had something—her man was the real deal!
She gave up on forming coherent words. Chen Yusheng was never great with them anyway.
Closing her eyes, she focused on the sensation.
Her expression was downright enchanting. Su Bai was tempted to trail his hands up her stockinged legs and—no, no. Business first. According to the system, prompts would pop up when the target’s condition improved significantly.
He’d wait for the first notification before stopping to ask how she felt.
The room was quiet except for the hum of the AC and their breathing—Su Bai’s steady, Chen Yusheng’s ragged but blissful. Anyone listening would get the wrong idea.
But in reality, Su Bai was engaged in a noble cause.
Improving the physical condition of a genius AI girl like Chen Yusheng was practically boosting the nation’s technological advancement. He was contributing to the country!
By that logic, Su Bai kneading Chen Yusheng’s stockinged feet = serving the motherland.
Am I doing the right thing?
About twenty minutes later, when Chen Yusheng’s eyes were glazed with pleasure and she seemed on the verge of collapse, the system finally chimed in.
[Ding! Host has used a skill to improve the local constitution of S-tier goddess Chen Yusheng.]
“How do you feel? How do you feel now?”
“I’m gonna explode!”
Chen Yusheng rolled her eyes, answering in exaggerated, meme-worthy slang.
But honestly, her feelings were that intense.
Her gaze at Su Bai brimmed with adoration.
“Big White Goose… you’re amazing!”
“I’ll do this for you often from now on.”
“Often?!”
Chen Yusheng suddenly looked nervous, her face flushing with embarrassment.
“What, are there side effects?”
“Yes… no, well…”
She didn’t know how to explain. It was just shyness, really. She took Su Bai’s hand and guided it… to confirm the truth.
Then Su Bai understood.
So that’s the side effect.
Pressing closer, breathing in his scent, Chen Yusheng couldn’t hold back anymore. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
……
Some time later.
“Good thing our afternoon class is the fourth period, or else…”
After it was over, Chen Yusheng lay limp in Su Bai’s arms, sighing.
What a weird thing to focus on—still thinking about class.
Su Bai glanced at the beauty in his arms and teased, “You really think you’re in any state to go to class now?”
“…Probably not.”
“I’ll get you excused. The professors are lenient with you—they all know you work in Professor Luo’s lab.”
“True.” Chen Yusheng blinked.
Professor Luo might be a taskmaster, but the faculty respected him. In their eyes, students in his lab were too busy for petty rules, so excusing absences was easy.
Most students wouldn’t dare exploit Professor Luo’s reputation, but Chen Yusheng could. Thanks to Su Bai’s influence—through Shengxi Tech’s partnership with the lab, maxing out the system’s cashback on investments—she’d become the lab’s very own nepo baby.
Who’d have thought? A first-year grunt researcher, now riding on connections.
That was Su Bai’s power—truly something else.
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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?!
