The night was as black as ink, and the neon lights of Jiang City blurred into streaks of flowing color outside the car window.
Having concluded his meeting with Lin Hui, the operations director of the New Generation Maternity and Baby Company, Su Bai drove his understated yet luxurious black Rolls-Royce Cullinan smoothly along the lakeside avenue back to the East Lake Private Club.
The initial capital injection of fifty million was a lifesaver for the nearly bankrupt Lin Hui, but for the current Su Bai, it was nothing more than an insignificant string of numbers in his bank account.
As Su Bai steered with one hand, his mind was busy calculating how to use the shell of New Generation to build a world-class, haute-couture brand for infants and children.
"Ding—!"
The long-absent system notification chime rang out crisply and without warning deep within his mind.
[Detected that the pure liquid funds available at any time in the host's personal account have officially broken through the one billion mark!]
[Congratulations to the host for achieving the hidden milestone: One Billion Cash Flow!]
[Achievement Reward: Free Attribute Points +10!]
Hearing this mechanical yet incredibly pleasant voice in his head, a flash of brilliant light instantly crossed Su Bai's deep eyes.
Ten free attribute points!
This was an extremely rare and precious system reward.
Usually, when he completed specific tasks or achieved a breakthrough in the affection levels of his female companions, the rewards were mostly cash back or skills. Instances where basic attribute points were directly awarded could be counted on one hand.
Without hesitation, Su Bai called up his personal attribute panel in his mind.
After several previous enhancements, his various attributes had long since far exceeded the limits of ordinary humans.
Whether it was Charm, Intelligence, or Spirit, all had reached a terrifyingly high, even flawless, threshold.
Continuing to add points to them would still yield improvements, but the marginal utility in his daily life was gradually diminishing.
After all, his current Charm was already enough to make any top-tier beauty fall in love at first sight, and his Intelligence and Spirit were more than enough to grant him a photographic memory.
However, there was one attribute that, in Su Bai's eyes, offered endless room for improvement and was the most fascinating of all.
That was—[Physique]!
Physique not only represented absolute strength, speed, and physical resistance, but also bottomless stamina and recovery speed.
Lately, whether it was extreme driving on the race track or engaging in "sparring sessions" with his beautiful confidantes at the club, Su Bai's super-strong Physique of 150 points had played a crucial role.
That inhuman sensation of controlling every single muscle in his body and possessing boundless strength was something no man could resist.
"System, allocate all 10 free attribute points to [Physique]!" Su Bai commanded silently in his heart.
[Command confirmed. Allocating attribute points...]
As soon as the words fell, a massive, scorching warm current, brimming with the primal wildness of life, instantly erupted from the depths of Su Bai's heart!
This warm current was like a bursting dam, surging madly through his limbs, bones, blood vessels, and meridians.
Su Bai couldn't help but take a deep breath. His hands gripping the steering wheel tightened slightly, squeezing faint indentations into the expensive leather.
He could clearly feel the muscle fibers all over his body undergoing an extremely deep tearing and reconstruction process.
His muscle density was increasing exponentially, his bones were becoming harder than top-grade titanium alloy, and even his internal organs were radiating a terrifying, heart-palpitating vitality under the baptism of this energy.
A short dozen seconds later, the enhancement ended.
Su Bai exhaled a long breath of stale air and glanced at his panel.
[Physique: 160+ (Has broken through human physiological limits and entered the non-human realm)]
Su Bai clenched his fists. Feeling the terrifying explosive power within his body—as if he could punch through a steel plate—a satisfied smile curved the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, he only felt that his entire body was brimming with unvented energy. He desperately needed to find a place to properly test out this newly evolved body.
...
Half an hour later, in the luxurious basement-level gym of the East Lake Private Club.
It was already past ten o'clock at night.
When Su Bai, having changed into a black sports tank top and shorts, pushed open the glass doors of the gym, dynamic music was playing inside.
A tall, scorching hot silhouette was facing away from him, sweating it out on an elliptical machine.
It was Xia Lin.
She wasn't wearing her usual elegant, upper-class lady attire tonight. Instead, she had changed into an extremely form-fitting sports bra and her signature dark grey tight yoga pants.
Because she consistently maintained a high-intensity workout routine year-round, Xia Lin's figure lacked any sickly skinniness; rather, she was astonishingly voluptuous.
The tight yoga pants perfectly outlined her flawless peach-shaped glutes and long, straight legs. The muscle lines on her back, faintly visible as she moved, exuded a healthy, sexy, and highly energetic contrasting beauty.
"Su Bai? You're back."
Hearing the door open, Xia Lin stopped the elliptical machine and used a towel to wipe the fragrant sweat from her forehead. A sweet smile appeared on her gentle and elegant face, which was currently free of her usual glasses.
"Yeah, just finished discussing a business deal. I felt like I had a bit of excess energy, so I came down to do a few sets." Su Bai walked up, naturally wrapping his arm around her supple and full waist, and lowered his head to kiss her cheek.
"Excess energy?" Xia Lin's cheeks flushed slightly. A hint of coquettishness and lingering fear flashed through her gentle eyes. "You guy, you're simply a stamina monster. Come on, what do you want to train? I'll spot you."
Su Bai smiled without saying a word and walked straight to the highly professional, Olympic-standard bench press rack in the center of the gym.
He lay down on the bench and started loading the plates.
For an ordinary fitness enthusiast, being able to push 100 kilograms was already considered being a big shot in the gym.
But Su Bai's warm-up started directly at 200 kilograms.
Xia Lin stood behind the bench press rack. Looking at the massive iron plates fully loaded on both ends of the barbell, even though she knew Su Bai was incredibly strong, she couldn't help but swallow hard, reaching out her hands to hover beneath the bar just in case.
"Phew—"
Su Bai gripped the rough knurling with both hands. Without even taking too many deep breaths to adjust, his arms violently exerted force!
"Clang!"
The 200-kilogram barbell was lifted off the hooks as easily as if it were made of foam in his hands.
Up and down, he performed ten standard bench presses at a steady pace. Throughout the entire process, Su Bai didn't even pant.
"This... isn't this way too easy?" Xia Lin's eyes widened in shock.
"This is just a warm-up. Director Xia, help me add more plates. Take it straight to 350 kilograms," Su Bai sat up and said calmly.
"What?! 350 kilograms?!"
Xia Lin jumped in fright and hurriedly waved her hands to stop him. "Su Bai, are you crazy?! 350 kilograms is a realm only world-class powerlifting monsters can touch. How could you possibly press that with your build? It'll crush your sternum!"
"Add them," Su Bai said, offering no further explanation.
Yielding to Su Bai's overbearing demands, Xia Lin could only bring over every single weight plate in the gym with trembling hands.
The ends of the barbell were densely packed with red competition bumper plates. The sheer, oppressive bulk of the weight was suffocating just to look at.
350 kilograms—a terrifying weight that approached, if not outright shattered, the current Guinness World Record for a raw bench press!
Her palms slick with sweat from the tension, Xia Lin stared fixedly at Su Bai, ready to engage the bench press rack's emergency safety catches at a moment's notice.
However, in the very next second, a scene unfolded that she would never forget for the rest of her life—one that completely shattered her understanding of reality.
Lying on the bench, Su Bai gripped the barbell tightly. As he explosively exerted his strength, his previously sleek and aesthetically pleasing muscles instantly swelled and bulged, veins popping beneath his skin like coiled dragons!
His inhuman physique, boasting a stat of over 160, completely erupted in this instant!
"Up!"
Under Xia Lin's horrified gaze, the Olympic-standard barbell, forged from top-tier alloy, visibly bent and warped to an absurd degree under the terrifying 350-kilogram load!
Yet, it was undeniably pressed up by Su Bai!
Not only did he press it up, but Su Bai also lowered it to his chest with extreme steadiness, paused for a full second, and then unleashed a thunderous burst of power to steadily drive it right back to the top!
Clang!
The sound of the barbell slamming back onto the J-hooks rang out like a massive bell in the spacious gym.
Xia Lin was completely dumbfounded.
She covered her red lips with both hands, her usually gentle eyes wide as saucers. She stared blankly at the man on the bench press—who had barely even broken a sweat—her mind entirely blank.
She knew her man was strong, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine Su Bai would be so powerful that he defied the very laws of biology! This was a weight that shattered the Guinness World Record for all of humanity! And he had just pressed it as if it were a routine warm-up?!
"Lost for words?"
Su Bai sat up and rolled his shoulders. Looking at the completely petrified Shanghai heiress beside him, a wicked smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
"Are... are you even human?" Xia Lin finally snapped out of her daze. Staring at Su Bai's chest muscles, which were brimming with explosive power, a complex and intensely passionate emotion surged in her beautiful eyes—a mix of absolute shock and fanatical worship.
"Am I human? Shouldn't Director Xia know that better than anyone?"
Su Bai stood up and pulled Xia Lin, who was clad in yoga pants and covered in a fragrant sweat, right into his embrace. His deep voice murmured against her ear, "Since the physical fitness test is over... it's about time we test out the practical applications of this 160-point physique in other areas."

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

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.”