“W-what are you trying to do?!”
Chen Yusheng tensed up instantly.
She subconsciously took half a step back, clutching the sides of her chiffon dress, looking utterly pitiable.
Hmm… if Su Bai really made an unreasonable request, well… maybe she could consider it…
Bizarre, rebellious thoughts swirled in the girl’s mind.
Yet the next moment, Su Bai said something completely unexpected:
“How about upgrading your setup too? That way, it’ll be more comfortable when we game together from your dorm.”
“…Is that your bold idea?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing!”
Chen Yusheng felt inexplicably annoyed, biting her lip like a fool.
She was mad at herself for overthinking things!
Su Bai was clearly being perfectly proper.
“So, what do you think? Let’s browse JD and pick a laptop. A desktop wouldn’t work with the dorm’s power limits, and you need portability anyway…”
“Well, I…”
“Don’t say you don’t need it. Like I said, this is for my emotional fulfillment. Imagine how annoyed I’d be if you lagged while gaming with me. Makes sense, right?”
Logically, yes.
But that wasn’t what was bothering Chen Yusheng.
Seeing how earnestly Su Bai wanted to pick a laptop for her, she couldn’t suppress her thoughts and blurted out:
“Su Bai… do you not like gaming with me in couple booths?”
“Huh?” Su Bai froze. “What does that have to do with couple booths…?”
“Then buying me a new laptop means you’d rather I play from my dorm—you don’t want to see me offline?”
“What kind of galaxy-brain logic is that?!”
Su Bai laughed in exasperation. “It’s not like you’re free to meet up every day. This way, you’ll have a good setup wherever you are. Your current laptop has quality control issues, and the seller won’t replace it. You’ve complained about random lag spikes yourself.”
“…”
“Wait… Yusheng, are you saying you prefer gaming with me in couple booths?”
A knowing smirk curled at Su Bai’s lips.
Chen Yusheng squirmed under his gaze, muttering, “I have things to do—I’m leaving!” before fleeing the JW Marriott’s river-view suite in embarrassment.
Damn, not bad. The way the studious Chen Yusheng blushed was something else.
A maiden’s shyness outshines all the words in the world.
Su Bai understood this profoundly when it came to Chen Yusheng.
……
“Junior, I’m back!”
At six in the evening, Zhou Jialu’s curvaceous figure reappeared before Su Bai.
Not much time had passed since Chen Yusheng’s escape.
Zhou Jialu had returned to campus for afternoon classes—a failed course she was retaking in her senior year.
Some professors kept a close eye on retaking students, so attendance was mandatory.
Su Bai had exploited this timing gap to avoid a “Chen Yusheng and Zhou Jialu encounter.”
Perfect timing!
It looked like masterful maneuvering, but really, it was pure luck.
Su Bai didn’t even know they were roommates.
Zhou Jialu had never mentioned who her dormmates were.
His knowledge of the “Goddess Dorm” was limited to Liu Yuanyuan and Chen Yusheng.
Noticing the flashy new computer in the suite, Zhou Jialu asked curiously, “Junior, went shopping for a PC this afternoon?”
“Yep, built one I’m really happy with.”
“Hehe, gaming must be amazing on it. Too bad I’m not much of a gamer… but if you don’t mind, you could teach me.”
The moment she saw Su Bai, Zhou Jialu latched onto him like some parasitic soft-bodied creature.
She still seemed to enjoy teasing him, reveling in how he struggled to resist her charm.
Su Bai noticed this keenly—she’d always been like this, craving validation for her allure, yet fundamentally conservative and self-respecting.
That’s why some called her “thirsty.”
But now, the target of her need for validation was fixed solely on Su Bai.
The happiness that brought was indescribable.
So Su Bai indulged in another round of his senior’s “services.”
Refreshed, he sprawled on the sofa and cracked open a drink from the minibar.
Meanwhile, Zhou Jialu examined a glass bottle of Evian—the kind often featured in media depicting luxury lifestyles.
A 330ml gift edition priced at 200 yuan.
Did it taste good? Sure. Was it worth the price? Debatable.
After enough cuddling, they headed out for Cantonese cuisine nearby.
They’d been eating rich food lately and needed a change.
Though the system negated the consequences of indulgence for Su Bai, his palate still craved variety.
Or, more accurately, Su Bai just loved exploring—typical foodie behavior. When you’ve got money, you wanna try everything.
During dinner, Chen Yusheng sent a “peeking cat” emoji.
Without fuss, Su Bai told her they’d start gaming at 8 PM.
He estimated Zhou Jialu would be gone by then.
Sure enough, before 7:30, she mentioned returning to her dorm to chat with friends and left.
Mainly because staying later might tempt her to slack off… and then “accidentally” spend the night with him.
Su Bai took a bath and logged in promptly at eight.
Chen Yusheng was unusually quiet in-game today, barely using voice chat except for brief remarks.
Clearly still in her shell.
This was normal. According to the system, Chen Yusheng had fallen hard for Su Bai. For someone like her, such feelings would inevitably trigger a profound emotional upheaval.
She just needed time.
As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait.
Su Bai genuinely adored girls like her.
After two hours of gaming, the moment they quit, Chen Yusheng messaged him:
[Rainstop: Are you mad?]
[CrispyWhiteGoose: Nope.]
[Rainstop: Oh.]
[Rainstop: I’m not mad either.]
[Rainstop: Just had a sore throat today, so I talked less!]
[CrispyWhiteGoose: Got it [WhiteGoose_Cheers]]
[CrispyWhiteGoose: Ordered you an ROG Strix Scar 18. Address is set to the Cainiao locker near your dorm. Should arrive tomorrow morning—grab it when you get the notification.]
[Rainstop: Okay.]
[Rainstop: Thank you.]
Their tastes were eerily aligned.
Though Chen Yusheng often criticized ROG for being overpriced, the exact laptop Su Bai bought her was one she’d secretly coveted all summer.
But the top-tier model cost over 30,000 yuan.
No point wasting money—better save it for her mom’s treatment.
Su Bai… was really, really good to her.
That afternoon at the hotel, Su Bai had teased her, making it clear that he was aware of Chen Yusheng's feelings.
"Why does this guy give off such a player vibe... Ugh, but I still like him so much!"
Chen Yusheng silently grumbled to herself before climbing into bed with her phone to chat with Su Bai.
At that moment, all four members of the "Goddess Dorm" were unusually present.
Aside from the two goddesses entangled with Su Bai and Liu Yuanyuan—who was involved with Su Bai's roommate—the fourth member was Jiang Qiuran from the Broadcasting and Hosting Department.
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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?!
