Jiang Che worked swiftly, and in less than half an hour... three dishes and a soup were already prepared.
"How about it? What do you think of my braised pork?"
Jiang Che lifted a steaming plate of braised pork, its glossy, vibrant color and rich aroma utterly tantalizing.
Shen Yu: "..."
"Gurgle—"
Clearly, even a genius beauty like her was still human—and humans needed to eat!
Without a word, Shen Yu silently walked out of the kitchen.
At the dining table, she sat stiffly, her stomach growling incessantly until Jiang Che served her a bowl of rice.
"Thank you~"
Her voice was barely audible before she buried her face in the meal.
No human could resist the skills of a culinary god!
Jiang Che’s SSS-tier cooking ability was almost conceptual—any dish that passed through his hands carried flavors that could rouse the pinnacle of sensory delight.
It was like the legendary "golden fried rice" from that anime, a single bowl capable of sending a woman into euphoria!
While Jiang Che’s cooking wasn’t quite that terrifying, it had already surpassed human limits.
Without exaggeration, with skills like this, even if you looked like a troll, you could effortlessly win over an ice-cold goddess.
[W-why... Why is this so delicious?!]
Shen Yu switched into ravenous mode, devouring the food so ferociously that Jiang Che nearly laughed.
Even if your heart was sealed in concrete... I’d still crack it open!
After satisfying her hunger, Shen Yu finally took a closer look at the dishes before her.
Logically speaking... these were just ordinary ingredients. How could they smell this good? Had Jiang Che added some kind of flavor enhancer?
Never mind—she’d worry about that after filling her stomach.
......
"Oh, by the way, I solved the problem Jiang Che gave me earlier."
"I’ve proven the Seven Bridges Problem unsolvable. It’s actually quite simple—just apply topology and construct a mathematical model."
While shoveling food into her mouth, Shen Yu pulled out a thick stack of proof papers.
"I never doubted you~"
Jiang Che chuckled.
The Seven Bridges Problem itself wasn’t particularly difficult—its true significance lay in birthing an entire branch of mathematics: topology.
But in this world, the mathematical framework was already well-developed, making it feel like bringing a lightsaber to a caveman fight.
"How about other math problems? Need my help?"
Jiang Che grinned.
"No! I can handle them myself!"
Shen Yu’s tone was resolute. Though the problems were challenging, she had absolute confidence in her abilities.
"Burp—"
Mid-sentence, the girl let out a tiny hiccup.
"Ah, Shen Yu, seems like you’re full. You ate all the food... so what am I supposed to eat?"
Jiang Che’s smile turned increasingly mischievous, sending a chill down Shen Yu’s spine.
"Though... there is one last dish left on the table—Stir-Fried Little Fish~ I’ve been craving it."
Shen Yu: "..."
"Jiang Che, do you really possess futuristic technology? Can the tech you have actually help me?"
Shen Yu’s voice was calm, but probing.
"Tch—aren’t we practically at the point of sharing a bed? And you’re still questioning me?"
Jiang Che sighed, rubbing his temples.
"You need to prove it. Make me believe you..."
"Heh... Didn’t I say? Exchanging high-tech requires points. My system runs on romance points—you’ve never once been moved by me, so my points are stuck at zero. How am I supposed to trade anything?"
Jiang Che countered effortlessly, leaving Shen Yu speechless.
"Besides, I’m terrible at saving. The moment I get points, I spend them all. Who even bothers with tech these days? I’ve already switched to cultivation."
With a smirk, Jiang Che raised his palm—and a pure white dan flame erupted from it.
Like a magic trick, he casually tossed the fireball onto Shen Yu’s desk. The terrifying heat instantly reduced it to ashes, along with the densely packed draft calculations scattered across it.
"You—what the—"
Shen Yu’s entire worldview trembled.
How could fire shoot from a human’s hand?!
This defies all logic!!!
It had to be some kind of trick. She was a staunch materialist, after all.
"Jiang Che, you can’t fool me with cheap magic."
"Oh? What about this?"
Jiang Che’s playful side emerged. Oh, you’re a hardcore materialist?
How would you cope when faced with actual cultivation? Your poor little worldview might just shatter.
No longer holding back, Jiang Che unleashed the full extent of his early-stage grandmaster cultivation.
Pure white qi surged from his body, rapidly solidifying into a near-tangible protective barrier.
The sheer pressure of his internal energy was overwhelming.
Shen Yu’s lips parted slightly, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"Well? Still think it’s magic? Girl... read fewer books and browse the internet more."
Jiang Che grinned, thoroughly enjoying her shell-shocked expression.
Ancient martial artists weren’t exactly a secret in Dragon Country—plenty of videos about them circulated online.
But Shen Yu clearly wasn’t much of an internet surfer. Living in isolation, she’d trapped herself in an informational bubble.
"So you’re—"
"An ancient martial artist. Get it?" Jiang Che pinched Shen Yu’s soft cheek. Not bad.
"I’ve... heard of them."
She nodded numbly. She had heard of ancient martial artists, but in her mind, they were still human. Jiang Che’s display, however, was anything but human.
"I’m a grandmaster. My inner energy can form a protective barrier—strong enough to withstand a nuclear blast."
While messing with her, Jiang Che shamelessly inflated his own legend.
[Withstand a nuke?!]
Shen Yu’s worldview crumbled into dust. This is too much!
If that were true... did that mean gods and immortals existed too?
She refused to believe it!
"Tsk tsk tsk, Little Yu’er, you still don’t seem convinced?"
"You think science is so reliable? How would you explain my protective barrier with physics?"
Jiang Che took Shen Yu’s delicate hand and pressed it against his rock-hard... barrier.
"Go on, feel it. It can expand, shrink, even solidify... Can your precious physics explain that?"
Shen Yu short-circuited.
Does... physics no longer apply?
While Shen Yu’s mind reeled, Jiang Che was having the time of his life.
"Honestly, I know this is shocking for you, but... the real mind-blowing stuff is yet to come."
His gaze shifted to the orange cat lounging on the sofa.
"Want to bet I can turn this cat into a beautiful girl?"
Shen Yu: "???"
Jiang Che’s smile deepened. Her worldview’s already been nuked—why not drop another bomb?
[A cat... transforming into a human?]
[That’s impossible. That’s not science.]
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.
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!
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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.”
