Jiang Che sat in the classroom, beginning to study the skill he had just acquired.
【Godly Disguise】
【Godly Disguise: Allows the host to alter their appearance, height, and bone structure. With this skill, you can even disguise yourself as a girl. The system also kindly provides a complimentary skill: Mastery in Ventriloquism】
Godly Disguise was no ordinary makeup technique; it was more akin to a supernatural ability. It could completely transform one's appearance from head to toe. Without exaggeration, Jiang Che, now equipped with this skill... if he so wished, could transform himself into a woman entirely.
Of course... Jiang Che wouldn't do that. As a die-hard straight man, the thought of becoming a woman was worse than death to him.
The skill might seem a bit redundant, but hey, more skills never hurt. It's like already being 7 inches... but still wanting to break 8.
"Jiang Che! What are you smiling about?"
At that moment, a sharp voice pierced his ears.
Looking up, he saw a middle-aged woman with black-framed glasses pointing at him with a piece of chalk, her hands on her hips, looking like a she-devil.
Wang Lili, his English teacher, and also the mother of Qin Qiaoqiao.
At just over 40 years old, she was only a few years older than his own mother, Jiang Yunli, but the difference was like night and day. While Jiang Yunli looked like a 20-year-old, Wang Lili looked like a 50-year-old middle-aged woman.
Jiang Che glanced at Wang Lili and said, "I was just thinking of something happy."
Wang Lili frowned, "Think about happy things at home. I'm in the middle of class... pay attention."
Jiang Che chuckled to himself. She really is an old witch, but I still have to say...
Your daughter is really beautiful!
Wang Lili didn't press the issue further. In her eyes, Jiang Che was a lost cause, just a spoiled second-generation rich kid waiting to waste his life.
There was no way her daughter would ever marry someone like him!
......
Wang Lili might be rigid, but she never dragged out her classes.
As soon as the bell rang, she stopped mid-sentence and didn't linger in the classroom for even a second.
"Jiang Che, have you eaten? I brought you breakfast,"
Ye Mengyao, as usual, brought a breakfast to Jiang Che, her eyes secretly glancing at the young man in front of her, her heart racing.
"Jiang... Jiang Che! This is breakfast I made myself. I made the buns last night. Can... can you try them?"
Ye Mengyao's eyes pleaded, her fingers nervously fidgeting. A girl who had never touched a kitchen before was now cooking for the first time.
That night, Jiang Che's attitude towards the engagement gave her a glimmer of hope. Maybe she could win back his heart.
She deeply regretted her past actions. Every night, she thought of the good times they had shared.
Jiang Che glanced at her indifferently, but inside, he was feeling pretty good.
...
When faced with Ye Mengyao's homemade breakfast, Jiang Che didn't refuse. Instead, he picked up a small bun and took a bite.
He had been busy in the car earlier and was a bit hungry.
Ye Mengyao's buns were beautifully made, small and delicate, soft and steaming.
Jiang Che took a bite, his eyes narrowing slightly. Surprisingly, they were quite delicious. He had expected Ye Mengyao to make something awful.
"Hmm, thanks,"
Jiang Che still maintained his aloof demeanor, but inside, he was feeling pretty good.
See that? That's a rich girl!
That's a woman!
When you chase her, she ignores you. When you stop chasing her... she starts chasing you, even offering herself up.
Ye Mengyao blushed and lowered her head, biting her thin lips.
Jiang Che had never accepted her before, so this must mean... there was still a chance?
Or maybe... he still liked her?
"Jiang... Jiang Che, can you accompany me to choose a dress this weekend? For the birthday party... I want you to help me pick it out."
Ye Mengyao asked timidly.
Jiang Che: "......"
Getting greedy, aren't we?
"I don't have time. I'll be busy having Yu Wan'er help me with my studies on the weekend."
Yu Wan'er, who was mentioned, widened her eyes.
Hey, why did you drag me into this?
You want me to tutor you on the weekend?
No way, I won't do it. Next weekend, I won't have my period to protect me.
"Wan'er..." Ye Mengyao bit her lips tightly.
For some reason, hearing Yu Wan'er's name from Jiang Che's mouth felt so sharp?
"Oh~" Ye Mengyao walked away, feeling a bit down.
Back at her seat, the girl kept pondering one question.
Yu Wan'er and Jiang Che... how did their relationship suddenly become so close?
Was it just for studying?
She might be a bit naive, but she wasn't completely clueless. Her sixth sense told her... there was more to Yu Wan'er and Jiang Che than met the eye.
But she trusted Yu Wan'er too much. After all, she was her best friend.
They were close enough to share the same straw!
"Wan'er, sweetheart?"
Ye Mengyao gently nudged the little girl who was doing her homework.
"What is it, Yaoyao?" Yu Wan'er already knew what Ye Mengyao wanted to ask but pretended to be innocent.
"Um... what do you think of Jiang Che? What kind of person do you think he is?" Ye Mengyao asked.
Need you ask?
He's a big bad jerk! A total pervert, at most... a little bit gentle.
But those words obviously couldn't come out of her mouth. If they did, there would be trouble.
"Jiang Che? Well, he has good learning potential, just not much interest in studying. Yaoyao, he's really smart. I teach him once, and he gets it... but he just doesn't want to study."
Ye Mengyao couldn't outsmart Yu Wan'er.
If Ye Mengyao's EQ was 0, then Yu Wan'er's was 100.
I'm just answering vaguely, with no flaws.
Ye Mengyao felt frustrated. That wasn't what she wanted to ask.
But her poor speaking skills had already hurt Jiang Che's feelings.
"Wan'er, I want to ask... do you like Jiang Che?"
In the end, Ye Mengyao went straight to the point!
Yu Wan'er's expression froze, her heart racing.

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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.”

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!