Zhou Yi first found a clothing store and bought a white sweatshirt. It was just the right time to wear sweatshirts in this foreign country.
Immediately afterwards, he bought a pair of jeans and a pair of white sneakers.
He casually ruffled the bangs on his forehead, making his hair look more like the hairstyle of a student in an anime, slightly messy but very good - looking.
With this look, Zhou Yi instantly transformed into the appearance of a young and inexperienced college student.
He adjusted his expression in front of the mirror, and a melancholy and handsome young man immediately emerged.
Dressed like a college student, Zhou Yi walked into the bar.
This bar was not the kind of bar Zhou Yi had imagined.
It was more like a quiet bar in China, and it was divided into several areas.
At the entrance, there was a young man playing the saxophone on the stage. There were several beautiful women sitting at the bar, and it was quite quiet here.
Passing by rows of tables in the middle, many young people were drinking and playing games in groups. Zhou Yi just couldn't understand what games they were playing.
Going further inside, there was a circular dance - floor where people were dancing to the music. However, it wasn't the crazy dancing like the disco - style in China. They were gently swaying to the rhythm of the saxophone.
After passing through a partition and opening the door, there was the real disco area.
The sound - insulation effect of this bar was really good. You couldn't hear the loud noise from outside.
There was a famous DJ spinning records on the stage, and several hot and sexy women were performing stripteases. Below, there were men and women dancing wildly.
Zhou Yi didn't go in immediately. Instead, he went back to the bar where he first entered and ordered a drink.
He had to pretend to be a person drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Zhou Yi's outfit was out of place here. Most of the young people were dressed very... non - mainstream.
That was Zhou Yi's opinion.
He sat at the bar and asked the bartender for a drink. The bartender was also a beautiful woman with bright red lips, looking very flamboyant.
When she saw Zhou Yi, she directly whistled at him. In a bar, this kind of behavior couldn't be considered frivolous.
"Hello, please give me a glass of the drink you're holding."
Zhou Yi pretended not to know the drink and just pointed at it casually.
Ella raised her eyebrows: "Is this your first time in a bar?"
This was the most common drink in the bar, yet this young man didn't recognize it.
However, he looked like a well - behaved boy. Ella suddenly got the urge to tease him.
Zhou Yi nodded with a dejected look.
Ella thought that he must have broken up with his girlfriend. Most people who came to the bar were those who were frustrated and wanted to numb themselves with alcohol.
"Why? Is it because of a breakup?"
"Do I look like a guy who has broken up with his girlfriend?"
Zhou Yi pursed his lips, looking a bit aggrieved. Ella inexplicably felt a bit of pity for him. She pushed the drink in front of Zhou Yi and said with a smile:
"Poor thing, it's as if the words 'broken - hearted' are written on your face."
Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then picked up the drink and took a sip. The drink was quite strong, and he couldn't help frowning.
But seeing Ella still looking at him, he bravely gulped down the drink in his hand all at once.
Ella propped her chin up and looked at Zhou Yi with a curved - eye smile. She said in a pitying tone:
"Really don't know which lady made you so sad. You're so handsome. It'll be easy for you to find a girlfriend."
"I just really like her, but she left me for another man. What's wrong with me, sister?"
Zhou Yi looked so innocent that it made Ella laugh, especially when he called her "sister".
Ella mixed another drink for Zhou Yi.
"You? You look like an innocent little white rabbit waiting to be petted. Maybe school girls prefer bad boys more."
"Is there really no one who likes me..."
"Of course there is, like a sister like me."
When Ella said this, she saw the young man in front of her blush quickly. Even in the slightly dimly - lit bar, it was hard to hide his blushing face.
Ella was now 100% sure that this was an extremely innocent and handsome fool.
Ella squinted her eyes and teased him: "What do you think of me? Maybe I can turn you into a real man."
Zhou Yi started coughing while drinking. He quickly waved his hands: "I'm not that kind of person. I'm just in a bad mood and want to drink to get drunk. I'm not... not here to pick up women."
While chatting with Zhou Yi, Ella took a photo of him and sent it to her sisters.
"Girls, come over to me. There's a hunk here. If you're late, I'll keep him all to myself."
If Zhou Yi got drunk, Ella was going to take him home.
Such a handsome man, she'd be sorry for herself if she didn't make a move.
In the photo, Zhou Yi was very handsome but also very green. His slightly red - cheeked look seemed very appealing.
Appealing, that was the evaluation of Zhou Yi from Ella's sisters.
While typing on her phone, Ella said to Zhou Yi:
"Hey, handsome. How about I introduce a very beautiful woman to you? She's the prettiest among my friends, and she's also single."
Zhou Yi took a sip of his drink and still shook his head: "No thanks, sister. I just want to drink quietly and get myself drunk."
"Sweetie, you already look drunk."
Ella changed her way of addressing him.
Not long after, several girls walked towards Zhou Yi.
The girl in the middle was extremely eye - catching, outshining the other beautiful women beside her.
She was a blonde woman in a red body - hugging dress with long wavy hair. Her facial features were deep and three - dimensional, and her red lips were full and alluring.
She had a sexy and curvy figure, especially her breasts that seemed ready to burst out. They even had a bouncy look when she walked.
This was a voluptuous beauty with a big bust, a slender waist, and a plump buttocks, a standard hourglass figure.
The woman was wearing high - heeled shoes and gave Zhou Yi a flirtatious look with a raised eyebrow.
There was originally a man sitting next to Zhou Yi, but one of the approaching girls directly led him away.
The girls sat down beside Zhou Yi.
The blonde woman put her hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder and gave him a charming smile:
"Hey, handsome. Do you need someone to drink with you? You look so lonely sitting here all by yourself."
Zhou Yi smelled the fragrance on her body, which was very intoxicating.
Her looks and figure were just as captivating as the perfume.
This beautiful woman hooked Zhou Yi's thigh with her foot and slowly moved it upwards. Seeing Zhou Yi's face getting redder and redder, she squinted her charming eyes and sat on Zhou Yi's lap.
Zhou Yi pretended to be very nervous and didn't dare to move at all, which made the other girls laugh and tease him.
"Why are you so shy?"
"Drinking alone is so boring. Why don't you drink with us?"
"Look, he's blushing!"
Zhou Yi could only blurt out: "I'm just drunk. It's not because I'm blushing."
The blonde woman sitting on his lap laughed uncontrollably, and her chest jiggled. Zhou Yi seemed too shy to even look at her, looking so stupid.
The blonde woman leaned close to Zhou Yi's ear and exhaled gently: "Have you never touched a woman before? Why are you so shy?"
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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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia