The next day.
Early morning.
【I am Qin Luo】
【When you see this message】
【I have already.......】
【gone out to buy groceries (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤】
Su Muwan, who had just woken up and wandered to the dining table, fell silent as she stared at the note in her hand, which was emitting dark smoke.
Two seconds later.
Snap!
She tossed away the note made of black mist, her pupils trembling.
Seriously?!
Qin Luo, are you okay?!
You made it sound like you got dragged into some bizarre incident again!
Ugh, can anyone relate? Ever since Qin Luo got together with her, he’s become more and more outrageous!
But whatever.
Tummy’s rumbling.
Su Muwan rubbed her stomach, torn between breakfast and lunch.
In the end, she chose snacks.
A moment later.
"Ta-da~!"
Su Muwan piled all the snacks onto the coffee table.
Standing before the table with her arms crossed, she scrutinized the bags of chips with a serious expression.
Tapping her fingers lightly, she muttered to herself, "Should I go for cucumber flavor this time...?"
"Cool and refreshing, with a hint of countryside charm."
"The crisp texture wrapped in that fresh, clean taste... Hmm..."
"No, let’s think again."
Su Muwan shook her head and shifted her gaze to another bag, raising an eyebrow. "Tomato flavor..."
"Rich and robust, like the soul of an Italian tomato meat sauce condensed into every chip, each one coated in the perfect balance of sweet and tangy tomato essence."
"One bite, and the burst of tomato juice—oh wait, no juice."
Then her eyes landed on another bag, and her pupils shrank. Her voice turned grave. "Red stew flavor?!"
"That deep, aromatic blend of spices—onion’s subtle sweetness, tomato’s richness, and the warmth of herbs, all melded together..."
Gasp!
Su Muwan sucked in a sharp breath. This was another flavor she found utterly irresistible!!!
Should she?
Should she go for the red stew flavor?!
Her hand trembled as she reached for the bag, her breathing growing ragged.
The taste of red stew unfolds in layers—first a gentle spice that tingles the taste buds, then a rising sweetness, and finally, the lingering aftertaste of spices dancing on the tongue.
Slurp~
Su Muwan licked her lips, her eyes blazing.
Red stew, you devil... You’re just too tempting!!
But!
But can I really surrender to red stew like this?!
Her face twisted in conflict as she used her left hand to restrain her eager right hand.
Hold on, right hand!!
After finally finishing all that work!!
Can’t you even last one minute before picking the final chip flavor?!
Su Muwan, oh Su Muwan! Is this really you?!
You’re the Martial Arts Supreme! The Grandmaster of Chip Tasting!
Even without Qin Luo around, you can laze around all day.
But!
Will you really fall to red stew flavor?!
The answer is... No!
Only by enduring to the limit can you experience the ultimate bliss when you finally indulge!
Haven’t you proven this yourself, Su Muwan?!
Gritting her teeth, she forcefully yanked her hand back from the red stew chips.
"Huff... Huff..."
Panting, she glared at the bag on the table, her expression one of lingering fear.
You crafty red stew.
Even after I’ve devoured tens of thousands of bags, you still dare to tempt me?!
Even now, you refuse to give up?!
"A formidable foe," Su Muwan murmured, her face deadly serious.
But...
Her eyes swept over the other chip bags. Is there more?
Could there possibly be a flavor more perfect, more enticing, more unforgettable than red stew?!
Does such a thing even exist?!
Her resolve wavered again, and her trembling hand inched once more toward the red stew chips.
Gulp!
She swallowed hard as she stared at the bag.
Think about it, Su Muwan. Nothing surpasses red stew chips in status!
That’s right...
Just relax, Su Muwan. Accept the red stew chips. Indulge in—
But!! Suddenly!!
A mysterious golden light erupted from the corner of the coffee table.
So... So bright!
Su Muwan froze mid-reach, squinting against the glare as she turned toward the source.
And what she saw made her pupils shrink.
That was!!
"Original flavor chips?!!"
BOOM!
Her mind exploded like it had been struck by lightning.
Stunned, she stared at the bag of original chips radiating that golden light, her feet rooted to the spot.
How could I forget?
Her body trembled slightly. Su Muwan... How could you forget?!
Original flavor—seemingly plain, yet the epitome of "returning to simplicity" in the chip world.
Its pure potato aroma is the ultimate tribute to the ingredient’s natural essence.
One bite, and you’re greeted with the earthy, wholesome richness of the potato itself!!
That’s the gift of the soil itself!!
Gasp! Pant!
Su Muwan covered her face, the pressure overwhelming.
No! If anything!!
Original flavor is the GOAT!!
Don’t forget, Su Muwan!
The joy you felt when you first tore open that bag of original chips and took that first bite!
That was—
【Big Sis Su, can I have some chips too?】
【Here】
【Thanks, sis!】
Memories of the past flashed before her eyes.
Even if she’s now the so-called "wicked woman" in people’s stories...
You can’t deny it! Even as a child, she had forged an unbreakable bond with original chips!!
So!
Su Muwan snatched up the original chips and raised them high.
Eyes gleaming, she declared, "I choose you!"
"Original flavor chips!"
The next second.
Riiip~ The bag was torn open.
Crunch crunch!
She stuffed a chip into her mouth, her face lighting up with bliss as her eyes curved into happy crescents.
Between bites, she grabbed a cola and took a huge gulp, the fizz bursting in her mouth with exhilarating sharpness.
"Alright, now let’s try the other flavors too."
Original chips: ???
A short while later.
Crunch crunch~~!
Su Muwan lounged lazily on the sofa in her adorable shark pajamas.
The oversized shark hood drooped loosely behind her, the tail swaying side to side as she moved.
Munching on chips, she scrolled through TikTok.
Don’t get the wrong idea—normally, Su Muwan isn’t this much of a couch potato.
It’s just that with nothing urgent to do, she figured she’d cut herself some slack.
As she’d put it herself...
【As the Martial Arts Supreme, can’t I just chill for once?!】
(Though the "Martial Arts Supreme" title was self-proclaimed, of course...)
Tap tap.
Swiping through videos, she had learned her lesson and created a new account this time.
Username: 【Sharkie in Deep Thought】
Her goal? To see what people online were really saying about her.
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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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.”
