"Wow, you, you're that waiter, right? You're so handsome!"
Inside the cafe.
The waitress looked at Xiao Ye with a face full of pleasant surprise and said excitedly, "I saw the video of you beating up that guy. You were so handsome and domineering, absolutely amazing..."
Seeing the waitress staring at Xiao Ye like a lovestruck fangirl, Ziyue's face darkened. She smiled sweetly and said, "Auntie, three cappuccinos please!"
Little brat, who the hell are you calling Auntie!
Veins popped on the waitress's forehead, but she forced a smile. "Alright, please wait a moment."
Nowadays, a waitress hitting a customer would trend on social media. She had to hold it in!
Ziyue looked at the beautiful woman sitting across the table, feeling slightly on guard.
The woman had great skin, full of collagen. She looked quite young and radiated youthfulness.
Ziyue stared for a while, nudged Xiao Ye's arm, made a lifting gesture at her chest, and whispered, "Hers are so big!"
"Shh!"
Xiao Ye shushed the girl.
You shouldn't discuss such things right in front of the person.
Besides, he couldn't even see it.
The person sitting opposite Xiao Ye was none other than Xue Yuanyuan.
With her arms crossed, her proud assets were squeezed together, looking full and ready to burst out.
The flat-chested Ziyue opposite her was left dumbfounded, her cat ears twitching.
Xue Yuanyuan looked thoughtful.
She actually wanted to sign Xiao Ye.
The spreading power of the internet nowadays was terrifying.
In just one day of brewing, Xiao Ye had become insanely popular.
Relying on his face, his blind persona, and his agile moves when beating that guy up, he had already gathered a large group of female fans who were absolutely crazy about him.
This kind of thing was just a temporary wave of hype, but if grasped well...
Maybe he could become popular nationwide overnight, just like that young man surnamed Ding before.
Xue Yuanyuan knew very well that this was a gamble.
After all, Xiao Ye's news was negative news.
Whether signing a waiter who hits people would be good or bad for Yilan Media, she wasn't sure.
But watching a massive wave of traffic disappear right before her eyes made her unwilling to let it go.
Currently at Yilan Media, the second-in-command Shangguan Qianqian was managing the construction of the Shura Sect's main base on Shura Island and had no time to manage the company.
And the big boss Nie Qinglan was a hands-off leader. Apart from stamping and signing documents, she was basically clueless about everything else.
Therefore, Xue Yuanyuan had now taken up the burden.
Although her nickname was "Vase"... ahem, "Milk Bottle", she wasn't just eye candy.
In her more than a year at Yilan Media, she had already shown amazing talent.
Even Shangguan Qianqian intended to train her as a reserve leader.
"May I ask, why did Mr. Xiao hit that person?"
Xue Yuanyuan asked thoughtfully.
Ziyue answered first, "It, it's because that man deliberately put hair in his coffee! He tried to frame our cafe for having problems."
He hit someone just because of that?
Xue Yuanyuan was a bit shocked.
This blind man was actually so hot-tempered!
"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure either..."
Xiao Ye said somewhat helplessly.
Perhaps, his state of mind still wasn't firm enough.
To actually lose control of his anger over such a trivial matter.
Ziyue hurriedly defended him, "Xiao Ye is usually very nice, and hitting someone with a tray doesn't fit his character at all."
"Well, I believe Mr. Xiao."
Xue Yuanyuan said with a light chuckle.
She didn't come here today out of a sudden impulse.
She had investigated Xiao Ye.
Actually, before the hitting incident, Xiao Ye was already somewhat famous in the neighborhood because of his good looks.
If rating guys out of ten, he would be a solid nine.
Some people had even secretly filmed videos of him, making him briefly popular.
The public perception of him was also quite good: gentle, handsome, and highly approachable.
On the contrary, that burly man was a notorious deadbeat, full of stains on his record.
If they wanted to play some PR tricks, it wouldn't be difficult at all! This was Yilan Media's strong suit.
Xue Yuanyuan smiled and said, "If Mr. Xiao has no objections, why don't we sign your life away... ahem, sign the contract first."
"Let me, let me, where do we sign?"
Ziyue asked excitedly, holding a pen.
She knew Xiao Ye was going to be signed and become a big star, so she was overjoyed.
"The bottom right corner is fine, but it needs to be signed by Mr. Xiao personally."
Xue Yuanyuan said, a sly smile hooking the corners of her mouth.
...
"Three pieces short!"
An Yi calculated, looking at the 6/9 Shura Godhead, his brows tightly knitted.
Besides Xiao Ye and Long Aoyun, who was the other one?
Xiao Ye was easy to talk about, but the problem was, he holed up in a cafe in the imperial capital as a waiter all year round, slacking off even more than him. How was he supposed to dig out main quests from him?
As for Long Aoyun, there was even less need to mention him.
The recognized number one combat power in the world!
It was hard to say if his current self was a match for him.
He learned from Shangguan Qianqian that this guy's strength was not weak at all.
Before the rebirth, the Pantheon of Gods had forcefully repelled the Heavenly Palace!
After all, Long Aoyun's character setting was an invincible protagonist.
Completely different from his own loser-counterattack script.
Also, who exactly was that other guy? Could he be in the Ancient Continent?
The more An Yi thought about it, the more his head hurt.
Inheriting the Shura Godhead was a long and arduous task.
A sharp glint appeared in An Yi's eyes.
If he wanted revenge, the Shura Godhead was something he absolutely had to obtain.
A Godhead was the key to becoming a god!
Only by reaching this realm would he have the chance to smack the ugly faces of those up in the Ninth Heaven who called themselves gods.
"Stop spacing out, let's eat first."
Shen Muxuan's voice came over, breaking An Yi's train of thought.
An Yi snapped back to reality and found that there were already several side dishes on the dining table.
"The food Master's wife made is really good."
Fang Jueming praised while holding his rice bowl, eating with great relish.
Hearing this, Shen Muxuan's eyes curved into smiling crescents. "If it's good, eat more! There's plenty of rice."
An Yi was secretly amazed.
Good boy, you've got some nerve, even managing to kiss up like that!
An emotional intelligence buff?
"An Yi, you should eat more too. Didn't you say the porridge this morning was pretty good?" Shen Muxuan said expectantly.
At the mention of the morning's porridge, An Yi's expression changed a bit.
That porridge was simply unfit for human consumption—it was stinky, bitter, burnt, and salty!
"Okay, I, I'll eat."
An Yi forced a smile, picked up his chopsticks, and grabbed a decent-looking piece of braised pork to taste.
The taste... was actually pretty good!?
It melted in the mouth yet retained a chewy texture; the sauce was rich, and the fat was not greasy at all.
An Yi was stunned. Refusing to believe it, he tried the shredded potatoes.
Crisp and refreshing! A sweet aftertaste!
Suddenly, An Yi had an epiphany. Could the porridge this morning have tasted terrible because of whatever Lin Chen had brought him?
"Th-these were all made by you?" An Yi said in shock.
Shen Muxuan smiled. "Of course, aren't I amazing?"
An Yi looked completely bewildered. "No, how did you suddenly get so good at this!"
Shen Muxuan blurted out instinctively, "I practiced for three years..."
Within the endless time loops.
Shen Muxuan had found something to do for herself: honing her culinary skills.
Although her cooking skills were very average and she had no talent to speak of.
But April 1st had looped for exactly three years. She had taught herself for three years; no matter how bad she was, she should have mastered it by now.
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. "What three years?"
Realizing she had slipped up, Shen Muxuan stuck out her tongue and hurriedly said, "I, I'll go get you some rice."
This girl, she felt a bit strange today.
Just then, a massive dog head rubbed against his leg. "Three hundred and twenty-five level-four spirit cores. Don't forget."
Fang Jueming quickly raised his hand and corrected, "I miscounted earlier. It's three hundred and twenty-six!"
An Yi: "..."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
