By the time the girls were transported back to the Shanshui townhouse and they had freshened up a bit, it was already dark.
Strictly speaking, it was already winter, so it did get dark quite early.
In the afternoon, to establish his authority, Su Bai had tormented each of his beautiful confidantes until their eyes rolled back in their heads before he finally stopped.
Therefore, upon returning to the soft, large bed at home, they all quickly fell into a baby-like sleep.
Their sleep quality was so good that it would be more than enough to film it for a pillow commercial.
Of course, given their breathtakingly beautiful states, he absolutely couldn't film them for a commercial for others to see.
It was a beautiful scenery that only Su Bai had the opportunity to admire.
"Boss, is there anything else you need help with?"
"No, Driver Huang, you can get off work. Tomorrow... just be prepared first, I'll contact you in the morning."
"Ah, okay."
Driver Huang didn't ask any more questions and decisively took her leave.
She muttered in her heart, Boss Su planned to go traveling with the twins tomorrow, but could they still travel in this state?
Hard to say.
Whatever, young people have strong recovery abilities. Perhaps the two girls would be alive and kicking again when they woke up tomorrow.
Since Su Bai told her to be ready to depart tomorrow morning, Driver Huang would just follow the boss's instructions.
Anyway, when she used to drive the early shift for the bus, she also woke up very early to prepare for operation.
After seeing off the driver, Su Bai suddenly felt a little lonely. Hmm, it was the kind of loneliness of a master who is invincible in the world.
He took a bath, ran to the study to turn on his computer, and entered his once-a-day anime-watching and gaming session.
Actually, playing around with many things in real life too much is just like that, it's easy to get bored.
It still had to be games.
Otherwise, why would so many rich guys and girls also be addicted to games? In the end, these all had to be mixed and matched. You have to participate in all kinds of weird normie activities, and you also have to play games. This is what you call a balanced lifestyle.
As soon as Su Bai opened QQ, he saw that the Anime Club's group chat was very lively.
This group had always been very lively. Originally, the Anime Club was a traditional large club at Jiangcheng University, and with Su Bai's addition, this year's recruitment had fiercely drawn in a wave of fresh blood.
With a club that had ample financial support, plus a superstar like Su Bai, it was perfectly normal that everyone was willing to come and play.
The overall atmosphere of Jiangcheng University was relatively relaxed and pleasure-seeking. To be honest, the level of many STEM majors in this school was a bit delicate. They were definitely not weak, but there was a clear gap between them and the top-tier universities in the country.
A comprehensive university, so they say.
Su Bai popped into the group chat and enjoyed the superstar treatment for a bit.
Immediately after, a coser tagged him, saying that she had sent him something in a private chat and asked the big boss Su Bai to review it.
Huh?
Review what?
Su Bai's first reaction was that this senior coser, whose name he had already forgotten, was having ulterior motives again, wanting to join his harem, and had sent him some goodies.
This kind of situation was not rare after Su Bai became rich.
Especially since Su Bai drove his Panamera onto the campus.
There were often inexplicable girls adding him, sending pictures without saying a word.
The scale and creativity of some pictures were even more intense than the rare benefits Su Bai had painstakingly found in the past.
It could only be said that under the stimulation of money and a handsome guy, you couldn't imagine how proactive those usually aloof female college students could be.
For these girls, Su Bai decisively saved the pictures, politely declined, absorbed and learned the essence of the pictures and short videos... and then put them into practice on a certain team member.
Just kidding, Su Bai couldn't be bothered to leave a trail of broken hearts everywhere, it was too troublesome.
If it wasn't an S-class goddess that he liked, he would directly refuse!
However, this coser didn't launch an offensive against Su Bai, but gave Su Bai a cloud drive video link. After downloading and watching it, he realized that it was a promotional video shot by the cosers for the Bangbang Technology mobile game company.
Then Su Bai suddenly realized, so it was the task he had assigned a few days ago.
He had almost forgotten it himself.
Injecting capital into the mobile game company so that they could continue making this small game that Su Bai loved to play.
Undoubtedly, this behavior was clearly much classier than those wealthy people who spent money in server-rolling web games.
Since he was doing it, he might as well do it well. Su Bai thought that a few junior cosers from the Jiangda Anime Club happened to have some fans on Douyin, Weibo, and Bilibili, so he might as well let them help promote it.
As for the promotion fee, it was a trivial matter.
That little bit of funding was just like casually swiping money for Su Bai's daily routine.
The video sent to Su Bai this time had a very high production quality.
The cosers collaborated to create a little plot, which was quite interesting.
Compared to game commercial orders of the same type, it was much more attractive.
What did this prove?
It proved that hobbies and interests were indeed the primary productive forces. The girls loved playing this game, so the quality of their commercial orders was exceptionally high, totally putting their hearts into it.
For the same promotion, it was actually very easy to tell whether it was a routine chore or a genuine expression of feelings.
For those routine commercial orders, after the audience finished watching them, their brains would automatically filter them out.
But if it was a genuine expression of feelings, combined with good video editing, the sincerity could move a portion of the audience, making them curious about what kind of magic this game actually had.
[SleepyCilantro: How is it, Boss Su? Will our video pass the test?]
Just after finishing the video, Su Bai saw on QQ that the senior coser couldn't wait to seek Su Bai's opinion.
Good heavens, Su Bai just noticed that the senior's ID was quite classic, both cilantro and sleepy, it looked like she was purely a troll.
[Crispy Big White Goose: [Big White Goose_Red Wine Glass]]
[Crispy Big White Goose: Not bad [Tangyuan] [Tangyuan]]
[Crispy Big White Goose: Connect with the people from Bangbang Technology during working hours tomorrow. I think I sent you a business card before?]
[Crispy Big White Goose: I forgot a bit...]
[SleepyCilantro: Haha, important people are often forgetful.]
[SleepyCilantro: You sent it.]
[Crispy Big White Goose: [Big White Goose_Scratching Head]]
[Crispy Big White Goose: That's good. Oh right, working hours mean after ten o'clock in the morning. These guys don't work in the morning...]
[SleepyCilantro: Roger that]
Just as they finished chatting about the matter, Su Bai, multitasking, had already opened Valorant and joined the team.
The Anime Club's classic ranked squad.
Except for him, everyone else was a girl.
To be honest, the game Valorant was indeed popular now. Many young people in internet cafes were playing this, or playing Delta Force. There were already far fewer people playing LOL than before.
The girls in the Anime Club also liked to play. After all, 2D otaku girls often also had the constitution of gaming otakus.
It was just that this group's skill level was very worrisome, and coupled with the fact that Su Bai's own gaming skills were also noob-level, it was a disaster upon a disaster, making it a purely recreational squad.
Even so, the atmosphere in the game was very good. No one pressured others, no one shifted the blame, and no one sighed in frustration. It belonged to the rare unity and friendliness on today's internet.
The core element was Su Bai.
Because Su Bai had previously seen them playing Valorant in the club room, flaming each other back and forth, and they were definitely not this friendly. According to the principle of controlling variables, then I, Su Xiaobai, must be this X factor.
Hehe, what's going on here?

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”

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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."