(This is a parallel world Blue Star. The worldview, cultural history and reality are irrelevant. The protagonist transmigrated before he was even born, and he doesn't know he transmigrated, so he wore a lonely one.)
"Thanks to Top Supporter for the rocket. Love you muah!"
Ye Wenli looked down at her phone. On WeChat, a man named Crazy for Love sent a message: "I just sent 10 rockets tonight. You should fulfill your promise too."
Ye Wenli sent a location and replied: "Okay, if you can come before midnight, I'll be yours tonight."
She also attached two of her sexy selfies.
After putting down her phone, Ye Wenli returned to the screen and smiled, "Dear family, Mengmeng is feeling a little uncomfortable today, so let's stop here. Love you muah, bye!"
After ending the livestream, Ye Wenli dialed a call, "The big fish took the bait."
Then she hung up.
...
"Oh I'm so envious of those Top Supporters, spending tens of thousands just to make a beauty smile." Su He sat on an electric bike, watching Su Mengmeng going offline. The barrage was filled with wailing.
"Su He, you're still too young. This is complicated!"
Ma Mingzhe leaned over and said, "We delivery guys have already figured out the patterns of Su Mengmeng's offline times. Whenever there's a Top Supporter madly sending gifts, Su Mengmeng would say she's unwell."
"Ha, enjoying the free show, let's keep laughing in secret, Old Ma. I saw you sending Su Mengmeng a Porsche last night, not bad, just a small 100 bucks, if your wife finds out she'll kill you!"
On the other side, Pan Zhigang laughed at Ma Mingzhe.
"Nonsense, that wasn't me, I didn't!" Ma Mingzhe immediately denied.
Pan Zhigang took out his phone while flipping through it, "I even took a screenshot, it's definitely you Old Ma Shitu right?"
"You little rascal, delete it for me..."
"No delete, I'll show your wife..."
Su He watched Old Ma and Pan fight over the phone and smiled. Suddenly his phone vibrated.
"Ding! You've got a new delivery order, please process it promptly."
He put on his helmet and said to the guys around, "Bros, I gotta go first."
"Alright, be safe on the road."
Mingjia Community, Building 2 Unit 603, Ms. Ye.
Su He looked at the order address. This Ms. Ye would order takeout from the same Sichuan restaurant every night at 11pm sharp.
"Excuse me, coming through!" Su He took a shortcut but there was a car accident ahead in the middle of the night. The people in front didn't bother moving at all.
Su He had to turn around and speed up.
"Picking up order!" By the time he arrived, the restaurant was already cleaning up and no one cared about him. Su He found the packaged takeout and put it in his box, rushing to Mingjia Community at top speed.
Looking at the impending timeout warning on his phone screen, Su He was extremely anxious. With one late order this month, he could lose out on 200 bucks in his performance review.
"Hey young man, delivery needs to register!" The security uncle stuck his head out.
Su He took out a prepared dollar coin and put it in uncle's hand. He got off his bike, grabbed the food swiftly, and ran while yelling back, "Uncle, please watch my bike!"
"This kid...almost didn't recognize him with the mask." Uncle examined the coin closely and threw it on the table. Then he took out a lock and locked Su He's e-bike.
"Rascal, dare to fool me with a game coin..."
...
Mingjia Community had 15 floors. At the elevator, one was broken and the other occupied. Su He ran towards the stairs. 6 floors wasn't too high.
Su He bounded up the stairs swiftly. At the same time he clicked "Delivered" on his phone.
"Phew, just in time." Su He was drenched in sweat, panting heavily. He contacted Ms. Ye on his phone.
The order note said: Don't call, don't knock. Send message when arrived. Leave by yourself after 20 minutes. Thanks.
Nearby delivery guys all liked taking Ms. Ye's orders because she's very pretty and kind, giving 10 bucks tips every time. Even if over 20 minutes late, she would still give 20 bucks the next day.
Su He would rather stand outside for 20 minutes.
After waiting a while, Su He started playing on his phone, opening the livestream app. Su Mengmeng wasn't online so he clicked into a stream called Chirp Big Baby to watch.
The barrage was filled with "Big big big..."
Su He saw a familiar ID, Old Ma Shitu, repeatedly spamming: Big big big...
"Thanks Old Ma Shitu for the rose. Wish Brother Ma smooth career, sweet love, and good fortune."
"Thanks Ma Brother for the 520 gift again. Ma Brother is capable in every way, gifting with such grandeur. They say accompaniment is the most enduring confession. I've received Ma Brother's affection. Mwah, love you!"
Ding, WeChat message popped up: Ma Mingzhe: Bro, help a brother in need, lend me 200!!!
Su He ignored it and went back to the stream. Soon a Porsche flashed by, then another Porsche flashed by.
"Thanks Ma Brother for the supercar. No bumps with a supercar, smooth road ahead to Chirp's heart. Love ya love ya!"
Seconds later, Su He's WeChat blew up with screenshots from the delivery group.
"Love you Ma Brother muah!"
"Chirp Big Baby!"
"Ma Mingzhe, this is your so-called help from Jianghu? Pay back the money!"
...
In the stream, Old Ma Shitu sent a barrage: Streamer, can I add your WeChat?
"Ma Brother, the stream rules. Gift 10 Porsches and add streamer's WeChat. Lifelong protection, lifelong love, carve Brother's name in my heart."
"Damn, why don't I go rob it?" Su He couldn't help but curse. 100 bucks for one Porsche, 10 is 1,000 bucks. How many deliveries would that take?
Freeloading is true happiness. Su He had never gifted anything before.
Looking at the time, it had been over 20 minutes. Su He put down the takeout to leave.
"Slap!" Something shattered inside the room.
Then there were footsteps coming over.
Su He thought since he was already here, might as well wait for Ms. Ye to hand it to her personally.
The door opened but just a crack.
"Your takeout!" Su He held out the food.
"Gah!" Su He's sudden voice frightened the person inside, and the door swung open.
A man? Su He frowned. The group had discussed before that Ms. Ye was a single woman. So there was a man now?
The man's face and hair were still wet. He closed the door again, leaving just his head out, eyeing Su He warily, "What are you doing?"
Su He handed over the food with a smile, "Delivering takeout."
The man glanced at the bag but didn't take it. He simply said, "Don't need it anymore, you can have it!"
"Bro, I'm...not hungry."
"Alright, that's it."
The door closed.
Understandable, Ms. Ye is quite pretty after all... Su He put his ear on the door to try and eavesdrop for free.
Creak, the door opened again and Su He tumbled right in.
"What are you doing?" The man dragged a suitcase, glaring at Su He.
Glancing inside, there was another man sitting not far on the sofa. Su He quickly got up and apologized, "Sorry, I just wanted to come say thanks for the food."
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
