At noon, the group arrived at the designated campsite.
It was indeed a great spot for camping, and it didn't look highly developed, meaning it wasn't a popular tourist trap.
Some places get so many campers that they look incredibly artificial, with messy grounds and garbage left behind by previous visitors.
When it comes to basic decency, not everyone can maintain their self-control.
Along the way, Xue Tao had been endlessly bragging about his glorious past, right up until his stamina gave out and he fell to the back of the group.
Huang Ran watched all this expressionlessly, muttering in her heart: Didn't this guy claim to be a god in the outdoor field? Whatever, this was actually to be expected, right?
This guy Xue Tao was all talk; he could inflate a twenty-point ability into a ninety-point boast.
It was just that Huang Ran had originally estimated he would at least score a sixty, or maybe a forty at the very worst.
She never expected it to actually be a twenty!
His stamina was so poor. Could he even last three minutes in bed?
Hard to say.
Huang Ran, of course, had experience in that area. As a seasoned green tea girl, combined with the relatively relaxed atmosphere of the Normal University, she had seen her fair share of men, and felt that none of them were particularly impressive.
In contrast, Su Bai was probably very impressive.
She watched as Su Bai and Xia Lin ran ahead, completely disappearing from sight.
Word had it that Su Bai was even on the basketball team.
Thinking of this, Huang Ran suddenly felt a bit lonely. Sigh, I really want to date a handsome sports major! But boyfriends like that are usually broke and stingy. Xue Tao is much more practical.
"Huff... huff... I'm just not in good shape today. Damn, why is the weather so weird today? It's winter, but it's not cool at all..."
Xue Tao made up a bunch of excuses for himself. He glanced toward the back of the group, suddenly noticed a blind spot, and burst into laughter. "Haha! How did the Shanghai Master end up at the very back? He really is weaker than me."
Huang Ran: ...
Good grief, so he finds his confidence from friends who are even worse than him.
That's invincible.
Meanwhile, Chu Mingzhe was also stuck in a quagmire.
Although his stamina was indeed poor, it wasn't so bad that he would struggle to keep up with the main group. In reality, this camping group was very amateurish, and the girls who came with the intention of making friends couldn't walk fast anyway.
However, Leilei was just too demanding. After a few steps, she would complain about being uncomfortable here or there. If Chu Mingzhe showed even a hint of impatience, she would start questioning, "Do you not love me anymore?"...
Oh my god! Is this what dating is like for everyone? It's pure torture.
At the same time, Su Bai was already starting to enjoy himself.
Xia Lin had originally wanted to compete with Su Bai, but before she knew it, she had reached her physical limit, after all, she had worked out hard last night.
She also accidentally twisted her ankle. Although it wasn't serious, walking fast was definitely out of the question.
Sigh, seriously. I wanted to be the first to arrive with Su Bai and set up camp early.
Despite her outrageous words, Xia Lin was actually looking forward to having something happen with Su Bai in the tent.
"Xia, let me carry you on my back," Su Bai made a suggestion that completely stunned Xia Lin.
Wait, what did he mean by carrying her on his back??
It was true that Mount Tianrong was easy to climb, but climbing a mountain while carrying an adult was still too niche of an activity.
This had to be some kind of challenge for professional athletes, right?
Then again, it felt like little brother Su Bai was indeed fiercer than a professional athlete.
During middle school, her mother often took Xia Lin to watch various sports matches live, sitting in the front-row VIP seats. The ticket prices were nothing but pocket change for the Xia family.
Wealthy families were very willing to spend money to satisfy their daughters' healthy and positive hobbies.
Because of this, Xia Lin had a very good idea of what level professional athletes were at.
Maybe Su Bai really could carry her up the mountain?
While Xia Lin was pondering, Su Bai had already taken action.
He also wanted to challenge himself. Just like when you get a hammer, you always want to find a nail to hit. Su Bai was itching to use his superhuman physical fitness.
In a society governed by law, casually hitting people wasn't good, but carrying Xia up the mountain was a good alternative.
Su Bai hung both of their luggage on his front and carried Xia Lin on his back, his hands supporting her firm thighs.
"Xia, your legs are too perfect. If you became a leg model, I don't know how many top models would lose their jobs."
"Hilarious. Why is your mouth suddenly so sweet?"
"I'm telling the truth. I've carried quite a few girls on my back, and Xia definitely has the best feel, and the best cooperation."
What the hell kind of cooperation... You better just be talking about carrying girls!
Silently roasting him in her head, a wave of pride and sweetness welled up in Xia Lin's heart. The feeling of being acknowledged by the boy she liked was better than a thousand irrelevant, flowery compliments.
"Well, I think your little girlfriend's legs look better," Xia Lin said, deliberately pretending to be jealous.
"Oh, you mean Shengsheng? It's a different style. Her legs are very thin, like comic book legs. Someone like Xia has more practical combat value."
"..."
Xia Lin's face grew hot from shyness, and she reached out from behind to rub Su Bai's cheeks.
Su Bai walked very steadily.
Steady and fast, even faster than when Su Bai was walking by himself earlier. It was obvious that his previous speed was intentionally slowed down to take care of Xia Lin.
What kind of... Xia Lin grew increasingly impressed. She was a hundred-pound person, after all. Although she didn't have any excess fat, she was nearly 1.7 meters tall, and she was certainly well-endowed where it counted.
Plus the luggage, it was truly invincible.
Some pedestrians they passed on the way saw Su Bai charging forward with a heavy load and showed expressions as if they had just seen a special forces soldier.
As a result, by the time Su Bai arrived at the campsite, the main group behind them was nowhere to be seen.
After checking the nearby terrain, Su Bai pointed in a certain direction and said, "Xia, there's a big rock over there that's not easily spotted. Let's replenish our energy there."
"You..."
"There's no rush to pitch the tent. While it's quiet and there's no one around..."
Although Su Bai's suggestion was highly unorthodox, it hit right in Xia Lin's strike zone. She really did want to mess around with Su Bai. That thrilling yet safe feeling made Xia Lin exceptionally obsessed.
[Ding! S-class Goddess Xia Lin, Affection +1. Reward Skill: Culinary Saint (Master Level)]
Su Bai was intently admiring Xia Lin cleaning the corners of her mouth when he suddenly saw the message box pop up from the system, making his vision go dark for a moment.
Bro, if you're going to give a skill, just give a skill. Why are you secretly insulting me?
Forget it. Setting aside the wordplay, this was definitely a good skill. At the very least, it elevated Su Bai's cooking skills by several tiers. Originally, he was just a hobbyist who liked to mess around in the kitchen, not particularly amazing at cooking. Now, he could probably rival a master chef. He was at the level where he could open his own restaurant and receive widespread acclaim.

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

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?"

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...

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.”