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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
