It really was about selling his looks!
None of those girls willing to buy were actually here for the Jade Beauty Serum!
They were all after something else entirely!
Once An Yi realized that the girls willing to pay weren’t interested in the serum but were instead drawn to his strikingly handsome face, he fell into deep thought. He had been smug about selling seven bottles and making 3,500 yuan in just one morning.
Forget it. Might as well just sell his contact info for 500 yuan directly. Why bother with the Jade Beauty Serum? That was just wasting over ten yuan in production costs!
Looking at the serum, An Yi sighed.
The stuff was downright ugly—a dull gray with a hint of green, looking like mud.
He had even gone through the trouble of packaging it in beautifully designed glass bottles, and still, no one wanted it.
Even though he had diluted the original formula by N³ times, compared to those so-called high-end facial masks and useless cleansers from big brands, this watered-down product’s effects were still nothing short of miraculous!
But the real problem was getting the word out.
He had sent samples to the Xiangyun Auction House, but there was still no response. For all he knew, they might have tossed it in the trash. He’d have to try again later.
If that other junk could sell for 100 million, his bottle was no worse.
One problem after another piled up, giving An Yi a headache.
He suddenly realized that business wasn’t as easy as he had imagined.
He could collaborate with either the Qin family or Boss Nie, but An Yi knew that if he did, his profits would shrink.
His ambitions were big—his target market was the entire Great Xia.
Relying on gimmicky ads or selling his looks wasn’t a sustainable strategy.
Maybe he should just go back to robbing people!
Ding! Host’s insight is exceptional. Reward: +5 to mental attributes!
Hearing the system’s prompt, An Yi was speechless.
The beginning is always the hardest.
Making money wasn’t something you could rush.
Staring at the ugly bottle, An Yi felt a wave of melancholy.
This stuff could crush any skincare product out there—it was bound to be a hit. But he really couldn’t be bothered with running a business.
He needed someone to handle it for him.
The 500-yuan price was just for testing the waters. Once branding took off, he’d raise it to thousands or even tens of thousands.
Of course, he had no idea just how terrifyingly huge the profits from this stuff would be in just a few months.
An Yi dialed Ding Renfeng’s number. "Hey, Lao Ding, how’s sales on your end?"
"Boss, zero sales so far. Across all seven stations at the south gate, not a single bottle sold."
An Yi:
"Not even one?!?"
If it wasn’t selling, why was he wasting his life on this?
He couldn’t afford to wait—every day cost him 100,000 yuan!
Screw business!
Furious, An Yi decided to watch a few of Sensei Fukada’s lessons to calm himself down.
Lately, he’d taken a liking to her lectures—there was something philosophical about them.
Just then, a commotion broke out at the east gate.
"New student, right? From the School of Economics and Trade? Let me take you to your dorm!"
"No, back off! I’m from the School of Economics—I should be the one helping!"
"Come on, let me carry your luggage. I know Dongda University like the back of my hand!"
A group of upperclassmen swarmed around a girl, fighting over who got to carry her bags.
The girl had a delicate, fragile beauty—soft-spoken and gentle, with a face that could launch a thousand ships.
Her pure, innocent looks, paired with her stunning figure, made her the epitome of the "pure yet seductive" goddess worshipped by legions of lonely hearts.
"N-No, thank you!" Lan Ruoxi took a step back, refusing their help.
As a freshman in this unfamiliar environment, she was naturally timid—especially around these overly eager upperclassmen. They were downright terrifying.
"Don’t be shy, Dongda’s a great place!"
"Yeah, you can’t carry all this by yourself."
The persistent upperclassmen wouldn’t give up.
"She said no! Are you deaf? Bunch of losers!"
A short-haired girl walked over, backpack slung over one shoulder, her tone dripping with disdain.
The word "losers" instantly pissed off the helpful seniors.
"Who the hell—"
They turned to retort but froze.
The girl behind them was just as stunning as the delicate goddess—if not more so.
With her ear-length bob, a row of earrings, heavy eyeliner, and a bubble of gum popping at her lips, she exuded a rebellious, tomboyish charm that was oddly captivating.
The upperclassmen had one thought: The current campus queens, Qin Yao and Ye Sisi, might be in trouble.
These two freshmen were serious competition.
"Hey, you’re…?"
Some of the second- and third-year guys couldn’t resist trying to strike up a conversation.
Nie Qinglan shot the speaker a glare. "Piss off! I don’t have any luggage!"
The rejected senior awkwardly backed off.
This girl was a porcupine—nothing like the timid one earlier. She wasn’t going to be easy to chase.
Just then, a luxury car pulled up near the east gate.
"Stop the car."
"Young Master, is something wrong?" the driver asked.
A slick-haired young man rolled down the window, his gaze burning as he took in Nie Qinglan and Lan Ruoxi. "I never expected Dongda’s freshmen to have such outstanding beauties."
The commotion was too loud for An Yi to ignore, even while absorbed in Sensei Fukada’s lecture.
He glanced over and nearly facepalmed.
Lan Ruoxi!
And the other girl was Nie Qinglan!
What were the odds?
The remaining upperclassmen hadn’t given up on helping Lan Ruoxi with her luggage.
With so many bags dumped from the bus, there was no way she could manage alone.
This was their chance to get close to a goddess—they couldn’t let it slip away.
"Let me help you!"
"No, I’ve got it! I know the campus best!"
As they argued, Lan Ruoxi’s eyes lit up. She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and grabbed a guy’s wrist.
"C-Could you help me?"
The moment Lan Ruoxi actively reached for another man’s hand, the upperclassmen’s hearts shattered.
This pure, innocent goddess had turned them all down… only to approach someone else?
"Girl, you’re so shallow! Looks aren’t everything!"
"What’s so great about this pretty boy?!"
"Ahem. Fancy meeting you here, Ruoxi."
An Yi, who had been watching the spectacle, now found his wrist seized. He smiled awkwardly.
"Mhm! An Yi, I made it!"
Lan Ruoxi tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear, her voice soft and sweet.
She had finally arrived at Donghai University—and found the boy she liked.
Just then, a figure lunged at An Yi from behind.
"Boss! I missed you so much!"
Nie Qinglan leaped onto his back, clinging to him like an octopus.
"Hey! Get off me!" An Yi struggled.
He still needed his face to make a living! He couldn’t afford to be caught in a compromising position with a fan in public—PR damage control would be a nightmare!
"No way! I’m your secretary! You didn’t even call me all this time. An Yi, did you miss me?"
"Nope! Now get down!!"
Lan Ruoxi, still holding An Yi’s wrist, stared at the girl wrapped around him, frozen in place. She didn’t know whether to let go or—
The upperclassmen watching this scene felt their eyes burning with envy, their hearts bleeding acid.
Two goddess-tier freshmen, on par with Qin Yao!
What the hell did this loser do to deserve this?!
The scent of lemons filled the air at the entrance of Donghai University.
Click!
The sound of a phone camera shutter snapped.
An Yi instinctively turned toward the noise.
Standing at the school gate with an icy, expressionless face was none other than Lin Chen.
Lin Chen showed no intention of greeting An Yi. Instead, he turned and walked away, one hand tucked in his pocket while the other held his phone. His voice was cheerful as he sent a voice message:
"Yao Yao, Yao Yao, look at this photo! Guess who I just ran into?"
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)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
