That evening.
The founders of the selection competition all knelt before the cameras to apologize.
"We apologize to everyone, and to all the viewers who have supported our show."
"We apologize to the contestants from all countries."
"We have decided... to temporarily suspend the competition!!"
"Also..."
After apologizing, the competition organizers stood up and ordered people to bring out neon lights and banners.
They cheerfully celebrated: "To commemorate breaking the 40% viewership mark!"
"We have unanimously decided!"
"All expenses for tourists visiting the island during this season will be covered by us, the competition organizers!"
"Oh, and in the top left corner, there are 10,000 household robots worth 1 billion, provided by our investor, the Qian Family! Just click follow and you can take one home!"
"Additionally, all livestream viewers will receive a 1 yuan cash red packet, also provided by the Qian Family!"
"Now for our commercial break."
"Qian Technology, changing the era..."
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In the hotel room.
"What! Are they crazy?!"
Su Muwan turned off the TV with a click, her expression shocked.
She was stunned - what kind of normal person apologizes one second and then pulls out celebration banners the next?!
And was this really the time for commercial breaks?
Was something wrong with the competition organizers' heads?
She checked various online platforms, certain that netizens must be tearing the organizers apart!
However.
"Netizen A: Actually, I think this show is quite entertaining, much more interesting than before."
"Netizen B: Yeah, the production team really knows how to create content, this must be for show effect."
"Netizen C: What scandal? It's all fake, this competition is the most fair and just ("
Hey hey hey.
Su Muwan's eye twitched. She finally understood why she became the big villain in her past life - she was constantly provoked to her breaking point.
This is just...!
This world isn't normal at all!!
Am I the only sane person in the world?
By the way, Netizen C, you forgot to delete your parenthesis!
Are paid commenters this unprofessional these days?
"Young Miss, don't be angry. We won't come next time."
"This kind of competition is completely meaningless."
Qin Luo brought a plate of fruit to Su Muwan's side. He picked up a slice of watermelon and held it to her mouth: "Here, Young Miss."
Su Muwan glanced at it, let out a light snort, and took a bite: "This awful place (munch munch munch) I (munch munch munch) will never come back again!"
Mmm~ this seedless watermelon is so sweet!
Bursting with juice with every bite~
Qin Luo sat nearby, smiling as he watched Su Muwan, noticing how she resembled a little hamster - whenever watermelon was pushed towards her mouth, it would automatically disappear.
Thinking this, he picked up another slice and held it to Su Muwan's mouth.
Munch munch munch.
In an instant, only the rind remained of the watermelon slice.
Another slice.
Munch munch munch.
And another.
Munch....
Su Muwan's mouth was too full to eat more. She moved her mouth away and first swallowed what she had.
Then she glared at Qin Luo, who had been continuously feeding her, with embarrassment: "Stop!! Is this how you feed someone watermelon?!"
Qin Luo blinked and smiled: "Sorry, but Young Miss is just too adorable when eating. I couldn't help but get addicted to feeding you."
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At these words.
Su Muwan's face reddened.
She glared at Qin Luo.
Hey!
Please don't say such embarrassing things with a smile!
Qin Luo, you rascal, you must spend all day talking with those seductive hussies, that's why such compliments roll off your tongue so easily!
Thinking this.
Su Muwan picked up a slice of watermelon herself and snorted lightly: "Smooth talker!"
"Come closer, I'll let you experience what it's like to be fed!"
Seeing Su Muwan's reaction, Qin Luo's smile deepened.
Ah, the Young Miss being defiant like this was just too cute.
So he feigned innocence and looked at her: "Oh? Young Miss wants to feed me watermelon herself? Am I worthy of such treatment?"
Seeing his expression, Su Muwan felt even more embarrassed, her cheeks flushing pink, but unwilling to back down, she snorted: "Stop talking nonsense! Since you're my follower, just do as you're told."
After speaking, she picked up a slice of watermelon, hesitated slightly, then said in a pretend-angry voice: "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting!"
Seeing this, Qin Luo dropped the act.
He obediently leaned forward, opening his mouth to accept the feeding.
His eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a peculiar smile.
Su Muwan... was quite different from the character profile the system had given him.
She was distinct from the villain in the character profile.
Instead, she was a richer, more authentic person.
As Qin Luo leaned closer, Su Muwan wasn't sure if it was because of her cold constitution or if Qin Luo's physique was special.
In any case, she could feel the scorching heat radiating from him.
It was just... warm.
Su Muwan's eyes flickered as she reached out, gently bringing the watermelon to Qin Luo's lips.
Qin Luo slightly closed his mouth.
Seeing him actually bite down, Su Muwan felt an indescribable sensation in her heart.
She bit her lip, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Hehehe~
From this angle, Qin Luo looked like a little puppy....
"Munch..."
Watermelon juice splashed as Qin Luo took a gentle bite, then chewed a few times before deliberately saying: "Mmm, watermelon fed by Young Miss really is different, it's especially sweet."
Hearing his words, Su Muwan's heart seemed to beat faster.
She tried to maintain her composure and said: "Stop sweet-talking, just eat your watermelon!"
As she spoke, while Qin Luo was eating the watermelon.
Su Muwan's lips curled slightly upward as she reached out and gently placed her hand on Qin Luo's head.
She slowly stroked his head, her movements gentle and natural, like petting an obedient puppy.
Feeling Su Muwan's hand gently rubbing his head, Qin Luo looked up with a smile: "Young Miss, what are you doing?"
Hearing this, Su Muwan's face showed a trace of shyness, but she still tried to maintain her composure and said: "Since you're being so good, consider it a reward."
Qin Luo raised an eyebrow and asked: "Oh? So should I continue being good to receive more rewards?"
Perhaps Young Miss could use a different body part... ahem.
Just as he thought this.
Su Muwan put on a pretend-haughty expression and lightly tapped Qin Luo's head, snorting: "Don't push your luck, you little puppy."
"Just keep being like Boqi and make me happy!"
Wait, now you're getting cocky?
Qin Luo smiled helplessly and raised his hand, gently gripping Su Muwan's wrist.
Under Su Muwan's slightly trembling gaze, Qin Luo's lips curled into a smile, his eyes showing a hint of playfulness: "Young Miss, saying such things, are you really treating me as your pet?"
"So Young Miss likes this kind of dynamic?"
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?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.”
