Su Mianmian was a bit shocked.
Only now did she realize what had been happening.
It seemed that every time she cursed Jiang Che in her mind, this guy would always give her negative feedback. A couple of times could be coincidental... but what about repeated instances?
Clearly, Su Mianmian, the chosen one, had a higher IQ than Chen Ningshuang. Chen Ningshuang also frequently got punished for making sarcastic comments towards Jiang Che in her mind, but she never delved deeper into the matter.
"Could it be... that he can hear my thoughts? Or does he possess some kind of sixth sense?"
Su Mianmian began to feel deeply uneasy. If her guess was correct, her identity as a cross-dimensional traveler... wouldn't it be exposed?
In these past few nights... she had taken advantage of her cat form to sneakily watch Jiang Che and his girlfriends every night from the headboard...
Oh no! Could he have heard my rants?
That would be ultimate social death!
"No, no! He probably can't hear my thoughts..."
Su Mianmian tried to console herself in her mind.
Still, she wasn't fully reassured, so she sneakily glanced at Jiang Che.
【Hello?】
【You stupid jerk! A walking pile of toxic waste!】
Seeing that Jiang Che didn't respond, Su Mianmian continued her internal monologue about him.
【Please, you’re so lame. How do you even keep up with all these girls around you with that?】
【If you can hear my thoughts, come over and punch me then! Just try it...】
【Loser, you’re just a one-second man!】
Jiang Che: "......"
Faced with Su Mianmian's outrageous provocation, it was impossible for Jiang Che not to feel angry.
You could say I'm ugly, uncultured, but you can't insult me with words like "short and fast"!
Of course... Jiang Che didn't really take Su Mianmian's words to heart.
After all, empty words don't hurt, and Su Mianmian was just trying to provoke him, testing if he could really hear her thoughts.
Faced with Su Mianmian's provocation, Jiang Che merely chuckled lightly.
Even Yu Wan'er wouldn't dare to provoke him like this; you’ve sealed your fate!
As the chosen one, you'll have a day where you can transform, right? Even if it's just into a cat-girl... then you’ll know pain!
Patience...A gentleman seeks revenge; ten years is not too long!
"Meow, meow, meow?"
Su Mianmian was a bit confused.
【Why did he leave? Could it be... that he actually can't hear my thoughts?】
【Probably, he would’ve come over and beaten me up by now if he could. Guess I overestimated you (relieved sigh)】
【I get it now, this bad guy probably just likes picking on little cats. Total scoundrel...】
As she mumbled to herself, Su Mianmian started to feel hungry again.
But when she reached her food bowl, she was dumbfounded.
All the cat food in her pink little bowl was... completely gone?
Yep... she was out of food.
With her bottomless stomach, Su Mianmian needed to eat cat food every hour; otherwise, she’d be ravenous. Apparently... this was Jiang Che’s punishment.
【Hmph~ I don't want your cat food anyway! Do you think I really want to eat it?】
Armed with her pride, Su Mianmian strutted away in her feline manner.
Half an hour later—
Su Mianmian, defeated, lay dejectedly in a corner of the living room, then her gaze landed on Dong'er, who was staring at a potted plant in a daze.
She had a deep impression of this silver-haired, purple-eyed cute little loli.
"Meow, meow, meow~~~"
Su Mianmian approached Dong'er, trying to appeal to her conscience for some food.
Dong'er tilted her head, then picked up Su Mianmian and cuddled her tightly.
【Hey, hey... don't just pet me, give me some food, won’t you? I’m starving here!】
【Some chips would be fine... don’t feed me but still want to pet me?】
【Watch me flop like a fish, wriggle like a carp—desperate struggles!】
Alas, with Su Mianmian’s three-legged cat skills, there was no escaping Dong'er’s embrace.
True. Three-legged cat skills.
Having finally escaped Dong'er’s hold, Su Mianmian then sought out Yu Wan'er. Yu Wan'er was kind-hearted and guessed the little cat’s intentions, secretly feeding her some cookies.
But then Yu Wan'er also picked up Su Mianmian and began petting her endlessly.
【Uh... I’ll let you pet me for a while, just a little...】
After an hour of wandering around, Su Mianmian finally ended up back at Jiang Che’s feet.
She realized that cat food was the best, and she had scoured the entire Jiang family villa without finding any.
"Meow, meow, meow~~~"
Su Mianmian bit Jiang Che’s pant leg, hoping to awaken his conscience.
Jiang Che smirked. Of course, Su Mianmian wouldn’t find any cat food—he had stored it all in his jade pendant space.
Then he produced a bright red fruit.
At the sight of the fruit, Su Mianmian’s big eyes locked onto it.
Every cell in her body was screaming... jump and devour the fruit.
But due to the might of Jiang Che the Tyrant... she had to hold back.
【What’s this fruit? Smells so good... really want to eat it】
【Hmph~ You sneaky jerk, flashing good stuff to tempt... not people... but cats】
Su Mianmian circled around Jiang Che’s feet, wagging her tail, occasionally rubbing her body against his pant leg.
“Heh... you little flirtatious cat.”
Su Mianmian: "......"
Jiang Che figured that, considering fruits like the Crimson Fruit were treasures even helpful to martial artists, they’d be a huge temptation for Su Mianmian as well.
At the same time, he pondered Su Mianmian’s potential transformation.
Normally, as the chosen one, it was impossible for Su Mianmian to stay in cat form forever. There was a hundred percent chance she’d transform.
Jiang Che took a couple of bites of the fruit, then tossed the half-eaten Crimson Fruit in front of Su Mianmian.
“Want to eat it? Go ahead!”
Su Mianmian: "......"
【You douchebag, feeding someone leftovers? Any sense of hygiene?】
But she still acted on her desires and started eating the half fruit.
Jiang Che just watched her intently.
He was waiting for the day Su Mianmian would transform, so he could show her how a size 45 foot fits into a size 38 shoe.
Suddenly, while eating the fruit, Su Mianmian felt a chill run down her spine.
As if something terrifying was watching her.
But she didn’t pay much attention, as the fruit was indeed effective—a warm current spread throughout her body, eliminating her hunger.
“Hmph, since you gave me such a good fruit... I won’t curse you today.”
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!"
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.”
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?"
