Chen Bing felt utterly helpless.
He had run into his "ferocious girlfriend" again.
A gentle, kind, virtuous, and adorable girl who could rip open his skull, twist his head off, and kick it around like a soccer ball!
What made it even more frustrating was that, at this moment, his girlfriend didn’t even recognize him!
"Glasses, thanks for the tissue."
Tang Xiaoya’s voice was slightly choked with sobs as she said, "Didn’t expect someone as plain-looking as you to be so considerate."
"My name is Chen Bing!"
Chen Bing’s lips twitched as he corrected her.
Only he could tolerate this.
Anyone else would’ve already lost their temper with this brat.
"Your name’s pretty lame too."
Tang Xiaoya muttered under her breath.
Hearing these familiar words, Chen Bing shook his head, but a faint smile tugged at his lips.
No mistake about it—in every past cycle where they’d met, Tang Xiaoya had always called his name lame.
Same old, same old.
"Lucky for her she’s from the Tang family, or she wouldn’t have survived this long. She’d have been dead ages ago."
Tang Xiaoya exhaled, waving dismissively. "Thanks, I’m leaving now. And don’t even think about asking for my number!"
With that, her mood inexplicably brightened, and she hummed a tune as she walked back to the hospital room.
Chen Bing adjusted his black-framed glasses.
Her contact info?
Pfft. He didn’t need it!
He didn’t just know her number—he had every detail about her memorized, from her menstrual cycle to her bra size and even the fabric of her favorite panties.
This wasn’t a cycle. There was no reset.
So he had to nail every single detail perfectly.
Last time, winning her over had taken an insane amount of effort!
Wait—where the hell was An Yi?
Chen Bing scanned his surroundings, only to find An Yi missing.
Around the corner, not far away.
An Yi clicked his tongue in amazement. "Damn, Glasses is next-level bold! Harassing such a fiery woman? Tsk tsk, what a legend."
Honestly, even knowing Tang Xiaoya came from a powerful family…
Even if the system rated her looks a solid 9/10…
He still had zero interest.
A wild, hot-tempered stallion like her? Not his type to tame.
But hold up—when the hell did Glasses’ "Destiny Value" max out?!
An Yi stroked his chin, deep in thought.
Last time they met, it was only 60 or 70—no different from any random person off the street.
But this time? It was maxed!
A full 100!
Meaning… he was a "Chosen One" too?
How the hell did he go from a nobody to a Chosen One overnight?
Did this guy stumble upon some kind of miracle?
An Yi couldn’t make sense of it.
Meanwhile, Tang Xiaoya’s Destiny Value had quietly climbed to 90.
So far, among female characters, he’d only met two with Destiny Values above 90.
One was Qin Yao, the other Lan Ruoxi.
No surprises here—this girl was definitely Glasses’ destined heroine.
But seriously, why the hell was Glasses at the hospital?
What was he doing here?
"Dr. An! There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!"
From another direction, Xu Yi emerged from a hospital room, waving urgently.
An Yi responded, "Oh? What’s up?"
Xu Yi asked, "Director Zheng would like to speak with you. Are you free?"
"Free as a bird. Lead the way." An Yi grinned.
He hadn’t come to the hospital for nothing, after all.
Inside the office, both the deputy director and Director Zheng were waiting.
The moment Director Zheng saw An Yi, he warmly extended a hand. "Dr. An, thank you so much for your help earlier."
An Yi waved it off modestly. "Just doing my duty. Serving the people is every responsible young person’s obligation!"
The deputy director nearby nearly rolled his eyes.
Yeah, right. This was the same guy who’d demanded five million as a consultation fee not long ago.
Director Zheng studied An Yi, a mix of emotions in his gaze.
This kid had the air of a street punk, reeking of troublemaker vibes, but deep down, he was decent.
Unlike that so-called "prodigy" of his…
"Wait… you’re Zhang Fan’s—"
An Yi suddenly recognized Director Zheng. Wasn’t this the old man Zhang Fan had apprenticed under? He’d even bumped into him when Aunt Zhou was discharged.
At the mention of Zhang Fan, Director Zheng’s expression darkened. "Let’s not talk about him."
That only piqued An Yi’s curiosity.
That guy was one of the Chosen Ones, protected by the system. Sooner or later, their paths would cross.
Any info on him was gold.
The deputy director chimed in, "After Zhang Fan went to Yunzhou City, he got into a conflict with some colleagues. That same night, he poisoned them all, dismembered their bodies, and fled. No one’s seen him since."
An Yi’s lips twitched.
Murder was one thing, but dismemberment? What a psycho!
"Liu Zhuang and the others could be overbearing, but they didn’t deserve that…" Director Zheng sighed, weighed down by regret.
He’d seen potential in Zhang Fan. That’s why he’d taken him as a personal disciple.
But the kid turned out to be vindictive, killing at the slightest provocation. How could someone like that call themselves a doctor?
An Yi was quietly impressed. Now this was a real villain.
Ruthless. Brutal. Efficient!
Even with a weak-ass "Surgery System," the guy had pulled this off!
Meanwhile, here he was—a broke, loser antagonist who’d barely last one episode in a TV drama.
Stuck with a "Villain System" but spending all his time exploiting its bugs.
Compared to Zhang Fan, An Yi felt downright ashamed.
Still, the fact that Zhang Fan was missing? Not good news.
The mood had turned heavy. An Yi changed the subject. "Director Zheng, mind if I ask—do you know anything about ‘Astral Grass’?"
The real reason he’d come here wasn’t just for small talk.
He needed info on Astral Grass—the key ingredient.
Without it, that so-called "Jade Beauty Elixir" would be useless.
"Astral Grass…" Director Zheng frowned, glancing at the deputy director.
The deputy director shrugged. "No clue. I only know ‘Baby’s Breath.’"
An Yi was disappointed. Figures—this garbage system’s materials were always obscure.
His bank account had 14 million now.
Converted, that was 140 days of lifespan.
What the hell could he do with that? Barely half a year!
The ticking clock weighed on him, a lazy bum suddenly pressured by mortality.
"I don’t know about Astral Grass—sounds like a martial artist’s herb. But I know someone who might. She’s from an ancient martial family, incredibly skilled. If anyone would know, it’s her."
Director Zheng scribbled a number on a piece of paper. "Here’s her contact."
"Thanks, Director Zheng."
An Yi pocketed the note. If the director vouched for her, she had to be reliable.
Stepping out, An Yi dialed the number.
A sultry, domineering voice answered, "Who’s calling?"
An Yi:
"Sht!"
The Tigress!
Why her?!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
