"Oh? Long time no see, Sister Yanran. How come you've fallen on hard times?"
Jiang Che looked at the woman before him with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Upon hearing Jiang Che's words, Wang Yanran's beautiful eyes narrowed in displeasure.
"Hmph! I got tired of being a criminal investigator. Can't I try my hand at being a traffic cop for a change?"
Wang Yanran remained as proud as ever, unwilling to reveal the truth even to Jiang Che.
Her pride wouldn't allow her to seek sympathy from him through such means.
Jiang Che merely gave her a thoughtful glance. Compared to being a criminal investigator, being a traffic cop was considered a cushy job. Many officers preferred it over the grueling work of a criminal investigator. However, stepping down from criminal investigations made it harder to climb the ranks in the future. Wang Yanran's demotion to traffic cop was likely due to Wang Laiyun's influence.
"Sister Yanran, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way. I need to take Wan'er and the others to school," Jiang Che said, fully aware of Wang Yanran's proud nature. She would never accept any form of pity or assistance.
"Hmph, you jerk!"
A flicker of anger crossed Wang Yanran's delicate face. How could Jiang Che be so callous? Should she just call the police and have him arrested?
She wasn’t even sure where this sudden irritation came from, but it left her fuming.
As she watched Jiang Che's Maybach slowly drive away, Wang Yanran stomped her foot in frustration.
...
"Jiang Che, who was that woman...? What’s your relationship with her?"
Ye Mengyao hesitated before finally asking. She certainly remembered that woman, and the memory was etched deeply in her mind.
Back when she had been waiting outside Jiang Che's house, she had seen him being affectionate with that woman. It had made her feel incredibly insecure at the time.
Although she hadn’t seen her in a while, Ye Mengyao still considered her a rival in love!
Beside her, Yu Wan'er also perked up her ears. She hated that busty policewoman!
"Oh, just a childhood friend," Jiang Che replied casually.
"Hmph, fine, don’t tell me then," Yu Wan'er pouted, already seeing through Jiang Che's usual antics. She was 100% sure he had his eyes on that curvaceous policewoman.
Yu Wan'er glanced down at her own flat chest, feeling as if a dagger had been plunged into her heart.
For most girls, being able to see their toes when looking down was already a cruel joke. But for her, it was even worse—she could see not only her toes but also her belly button. It was enough to make her want to cry.
"What? Wan'er, are you jealous?" Jiang Che teased.
"Who’s jealous of you? Stay away from me, you greasy man!" Yu Wan'er glared at him fiercely.
The little girl's mood was as unpredictable as ever. She had been sweet and obedient in the morning, but now she was clearly upset.
"Greasy? How am I greasy? I’m full of youthful charm! I just turned eighteen last year~~~"
As they chatted, they soon arrived at the school gate.
The extended Maybach Hyperlimousine, worth tens of millions and limited to only 50 units worldwide, was typically used as a modified presidential vehicle or owned by ultra-wealthy Western tycoons.
Pulling up to the school gate, it immediately sparked a buzz among the students.
Shilan School was indeed a prestigious institution, but most of its students came from middle-class families. True heirs of immense wealth were a rare sight.
"Wow... whose car is that? That extended Maybach is way too flashy!"
"And it’s a limited edition too! The Hyperlimousine’s top-tier model costs at least 20 million. My entire family’s assets combined aren’t worth as much as that car."
"Looking at the license plate... it must be Young Master Jiang’s car. That ‘99999’ plate isn’t something just anyone can have."
When Ye Mengyao stepped out of the car, pulling Yu Wan'er along, the crowd fell silent.
Oh, it’s Miss Ye... well, that explains it!
After all, Ye Mengyao’s family was incredibly wealthy. She was the epitome of a beautiful and affluent young woman, the object of countless admirers. But now... rumors had it that she had been won over by Young Master Jiang!
It broke the hearts of countless boys and girls.
Yu Wan'er followed behind Ye Mengyao, feeling no sense of inferiority. This was the ultimate mindset of a little freeloader!
"I earned my place as a freeloader, so why should I feel inferior? You all wish you could be friends with Sister Mengyao!"
Jiang Che didn’t get out of the car. He couldn’t be bothered to go to school today.
"Dong'er, park the car by the side. I want to test the anti-vibration features of this Maybach."
The extended Maybach was bulletproof and weighed a hefty 5 tons, making it incredibly sturdy. Even a level 7 typhoon would struggle to budge this behemoth.
Its soundproofing was also top-notch. Even if you pressed your face against the window, you wouldn’t be able to see a thing inside. Communication from outside required opening the windows. Even if a fight broke out inside... there wouldn’t be a single trace of it visible from the outside.
"Okay~"
Dong'er obediently parked the car by the roadside.
......
"No—"
When Su Han woke up, he found himself tied to a wooden chair.
His hands were tightly bound with purple ropes.
In front of him stood two men!
Yes, two!
One was a shiny, bald-headed man known as Brother Qiang, wearing a twisted grin.
Beside him stood Lin Yu, who had undergone a drastic transformation.
His face had become eerily delicate, his hair now shoulder-length and tied into a wolf-tail at the back. His eyes gleamed with a disturbing mix of madness and gloom, a far cry from his former arrogance.
After suffering repeated setbacks, Lin Yu had completely broken down mentally, which was why he had returned to Brother Qiang to rekindle their twisted relationship.
"What do you want from me? I’m Su Han, the Wolf King of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group! If you dare lay a hand on me... my men will hunt you down!"
Su Han struggled desperately, but his hands were bound too tightly to break free.
"Hehehe... Wolf Fang? I heard you were once a master of the Transforming Jin level, right?"
Lin Yu stepped closer to Su Han, a cold smile playing on his lips, sending a chill down Su Han’s spine.
"What are you trying to do...? No! Stop!!!"
In his panic, Su Han tapped into the last reserves of his protagonist’s potential!
He broke free from the ropes and instinctively tried to attack Brother Qiang and Lin Yu.
But Su Han had been crippled, while Lin Yu was still a peak-level Dark Jin expert, albeit one who had been mentally broken and now obeyed Brother Qiang without question.
It was as if he had developed Stockholm Syndrome.
"Bang—"
Without his Dark Jin, Su Han stood no chance against Lin Yu.
He was instantly knocked senseless.
"Stay away from me!"
"No—"
Su Han’s screams were filled with agony!

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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.”

ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"