Watching Su Bai select the ingredients, the warehouse manager looked on with great interest.
Then again, he had dealt with quite a few wealthy people, but this was the first time he had seen someone so obsessed with gourmet food.
He figured this young man's mind wasn't on work at all in his daily life.
Even among the rich, it was actually quite easy to tell from their outward appearance which ones were exhausted by work every day and which ones had achieved financial freedom and were purely enjoying life.
Especially for bosses in the manufacturing industry, who were busy with business and had countless decisions waiting for them to make every day. Their actual level of leisure in life couldn't even compare to a wealthy second-generation college student with a bit of pocket money, even though the former's assets were many, many times greater than the latter's.
And Young Master Su was obviously the third case.
A college student with an immense amount of assets...
That was simply invincible.
"By the way, Boss Su, there's a newly arrived bluefin tuna. If you're interested, I can save it for you. We'll let it age first, and when it's about ready, you can butcher it yourself or we can do it for you," the warehouse manager reminded him as Su Bai finished picking his ingredients and was about to leave.
"Sure, save it for me to cut up myself. When the time comes, contact my butler and have it sent directly to the Ascott."
"Deal!"
A tuna is huge, and cutting it up is a very strenuous job. Fortunately, what Su Bai lacked least was strength. Moreover, he also wanted to see how much his knife skills had improved with the blessing of the Culinary Sage skill.
Cooking skills obviously had to include knife skills, right?
Although nowadays, many master chefs completely handed over the chopping board work to their apprentices.
In the past, Su Bai's weakest point in cooking was his knife skills. It was mainly because this required a long time to train. He cooked for himself and wasn't running a business, so the presentation wasn't that important; as long as it was edible after being cut, it was fine.
Now, however, he had skipped the lengthy practice time. Presumably, cutting up a tuna wouldn't be a problem.
Su Bai remembered that in those internet-famous restaurants online, the scenes of the head chef cutting a tuna always involved a very thin knife, so he asked the warehouse manager for a knife suitable for cutting fish.
He didn't seem to have one at home.
He had only handled relatively small fish before, using a standard slicing knife.
When it came to kitchenware, if one wanted to, they could also become a total gearhead.
...
Normal University, a certain girls' dormitory.
Li Xingya looked in the mirror, her face a bit nervous as she debated whether to put on some lipstick.
Her makeup skills were terrible. Generally speaking, her limit was applying foundation and lipstick; she barely touched eye makeup.
Eye makeup was actually an area that required a lot of accumulated experience. If one was out of practice and forced themselves to imitate tutorial videos, the resulting look would likely be worse than wearing no makeup at all.
That was why Li Xingya was hesitating. She was even hesitating about the lipstick. Although wearing lipstick would make her complexion look better, she usually didn't wear it. Would suddenly changing her style seem a bit too deliberate...
When people met someone they had a crush on, they easily became anxious about gains and losses.
Su Bai had suddenly invited her to go out and have fun. Even though it was just for one night in the suburbs of Jiangcheng, Li Xingya took it very seriously.
In her head, she had already imagined many romantic scenarios.
She just didn't know if Su Bai would actually make a move on her.
If she was just flattering herself... woo woo, Li Xingya would definitely die of embarrassment.
Just as Li Xingya was agonizing over this, her roommates returned.
It was still the familiar combination of Guo Xiaoyan and Miss Manicure.
Although Miss Manicure was annoying, at least Guo Xiaoyan, the cheerful one, was highly compatible with others. She didn't care about so many things; she had the kind of personality that offended no one and got along with everyone.
This type of girl usually didn't have outstanding grades in school, and her performance at work wouldn't stand out either. However, they were often ultimate survivors who could coast along in a company for a long time without getting promoted or offending the bosses, just happily coasting along.
To be able to tolerate Miss Manicure as a friend truly required a high level of emotional intelligence.
"Wow, Xingya, are you putting on makeup? Are you going out on a date... Who is it? Who is it?" Seeing the lipstick in Li Xingya's hand, Miss Manicure started chattering excitedly.
In her impression, Li Xingya rarely appeared in front of the only large mirror in the dorm.
Usually, she was the one hogging it. Guo Xiaoyan occasionally used it too, but she generally used it to apply face masks. This girl was quite adorkable; she had to look in the mirror to apply a mask and lacked the skill to do it blindly. At first glance, you could tell she wasn't a girl who had been doing skincare since childhood. Given her family background, it probably couldn't support childhood skincare routines anyway.
When it came to skincare alone, Miss Manicure spent at least fifteen hundred a month.
She had to buy good skincare products, or else her skin would get itchy.
"Um... It's not really a date, I'm just going out to hang out with a friend," Li Xingya said weakly.
She was too embarrassed to say she wouldn't be coming back tonight, otherwise, who knew how much of a fuss her roommates would make.
"Just a regular friend?"
"Mhm..."
"Definitely not. You never put on makeup when you went out with your high school classmates before. It must be a guy you have a crush on. Hmm, let me guess, could it be that senior from the football team?"
Miss Manicure was talking about a relatively famous handsome guy in the Normal University.
He was on the school football team and a minor influencer on social media. He would occasionally livestream, playing classic sports-bro background music, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, and swaying back and forth.
Miss Manicure always thought this guy was quite the male god, but Li Xingya couldn't see what was so god-like about him. She always felt dizzy watching that guy sway around in his streams.
Once, when passing by the sports field, Li Xingya even saw that guy spitting on the ground.
Yet Miss Manicure felt the football team senior was very manly...
She really didn't understand their aesthetic tastes.
Li Xingya still preferred elegant and calm guys, like Su Bai... Woo woo, not like, just having a crush on. How could an ordinary girl like her be worthy of liking Su Bai?
That was a true male god.
Li Xingya shook her head repeatedly. "He's not from our school, he's a friend from another university."
"From another university? Wow, could it be a handsome guy from Jiangnan University? Are you going to hook up with a Jiangnan University hottie just like Huang Ran?" Miss Manicure became inexplicably excited.
Even though, in reality, she didn't really want this roommate to do too well.
How did the saying go again? Afraid your bestie will suffer, but also afraid your bestie will drive a Range Rover.
However, Li Xingya's recent physical transformation was obvious to all.
So, although Miss Manicure was honestly quite jealous, she could only watch as Li Xingya's luck with men improved.
"Woo woo woo..."
Li Xingya became so shy from her words that she started to stammer. She was always like this, easily embarrassed, and her shy appearance was adorably charming, though she didn't seem to realize it herself.
Miss Manicure thought to herself that it was a good thing she didn't know her own charm, otherwise, wouldn't the entire dorm be overshadowed by her radiance?
In an environment like a girls' dorm at a Normal University, they might chant slogans about staying away from men and whatnot, but deep down, they were all actually very repressed.

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!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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.”