Copper Hot Pot, watching the boiling soup in the pot, Su He did not expect Elder Brother Feng to be so persistent. You are a live streaming singer, yet you set up live streaming equipment on the dinner table.
"Su He, when it comes to this copper hot pot, I am a veteran foodie. You see, this lamb must be hand-cut, no blood water, no peculiar smell, can be served immediately, and very little foam when cooking..."
Elder Brother Feng came to the capital when he was eighteen to make a living. He had slept on the streets, washed dishes, delivered express packages... He was very experienced. Now he works as an extra in the film and television city during the day, and sings live on the overpass at night.
It was Su He’s first time eating hot pot lamb. After hearing Elder Brother Feng’s introduction, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in the pot, smiling and said, "Elder Brother Feng, it feels weird to eat while being watched by netizens."
"What's wrong with that? There are so many eating broadcasts online where people eat in front of fans. Don't be shy, you'll get used to it... When I first started singing, I was very timid. I was afraid of other people's eyes. You see me now, I'm not afraid of anything!"
"This is your first time coming to the capital. If you need any help in the future, just speak up. By the way, what are you planning to do next?"
Elder Brother Feng's outfit was very alternative, but he had a kind heart.
Su He thought about it and said truthfully, "Deliver takeout."
"What?"
Elder Brother Feng stared at Su He. What a joke! Handsome, good at singing, why would you go deliver takeout!
There was a lot of wailing in the bullet screen. Many female fans made requests to financially support him. Elder Brother Feng laughed and said, "A hero doesn't ask where you are from, a rich woman doesn't care about age. Su He, do you want to consider it?"
"I have a good stomach, I don't eat soft rice..." Su He didn't realize the netizens were joking. He said seriously.
Seeing the cheerful atmosphere in the live studio, Elder Brother Feng felt a little depressed. These netizens didn't come to see him, they were all clamoring for him not to squeeze into the frame.
"How much can you earn by delivering takeout? It's better if you livestream with me in the future?" Elder Brother Feng came up with a good idea. Since Su He was so popular, why didn't he just start livestreaming?
Su He thought about it and said in a deep voice, "Thirty to forty thousand a month, just enough to get by. I don't plan to livestream for now. I also don't know what to say, it feels awkward looking at the screen."
Su He also watched livestreams. Those hosts were very eloquent. Apart from singing, he didn't know what to chat with netizens.
"How much? Thirty to forty thousand a month?" Elder Brother Feng thought he had misheard. Since when could you make so much delivering takeout?
Before coming to the capital, Su He had checked the situation online. The average price per order was 8-10 yuan. With special weather bonuses, it was easy to deliver over 100 orders a day, which was a conservative estimate.
Seeing Su He nod, Elder Brother Feng said in surprise, "Su He, you must have been lied to. Takeout deliverers in the capital generally earn around 15,000 yuan. Even the really good ones earning 20,000 yuan are gods..." Don't believe what the agents say, they're all liars!"
In the live studio, many netizens said Su He was cheated. There were even some who had delivered takeout in the capital before, saying most people could only get about 10,000 yuan.
"Su He, why don't you livestream with me? I'll take you to the theater to act during the day. You're so good looking, you'll definitely get a line or two..."
When it came to being an extra, Elder Brother Feng still didn't have a single line to this day. He had played female ghosts, corpses, mostly just showing his back. Other extras made 100-200 yuan a day, he only got 40 yuan, which he shamelessly begged for.
"Okay, when I have time, I'll contact you..." Su He didn't reject it. He just sang and didn't know what acting was like. He also wanted to know if he could act.
But he had already decided to go to the takeout station tomorrow morning. As for singing and acting, he couldn't force it to happen, just go with the flow.
After dinner, Su He added Elder Brother Feng on WeChat and left.
When he arrived at a large hotel entrance, many people gathered together. Some shouted: Call an ambulance quickly... Report to the police quickly...
Su He squeezed in to take a look. He was instantly stunned. It was the woman who drove the Ferrari!
The woman was lying on the ground with a large pool of blood under her head. Her left hand was twisted and deformed. Her shoes were also missing.
Someone went to check her breath and cried out in shock, "She's dead!"
Everyone looked up at the building. Obviously the woman had fallen from above and luckily didn't hit any passersby.
Someone upstairs opened the window and stuck their head out to curse at the people below, "What are you yelling about, let people sleep in the middle of the night!"
"Ah..." A scream, as if from the sky, attracted everyone's attention.
At the top of the building, a woman was halfway out with a man grabbing her hair and shouting loudly, "Slut...go die!"
The woman's hands were clutching the railing for dear life as she begged in misery, "Boss Huang, it was all Elder Sister Leqiao who told me to do this, I really didn't know..."
"Humph, you're in it together. I killed her, I can't live either. I'm going to take you down with me!"
The two figures disappeared.
At this time, the police and ambulance arrived.
The doctor came down, saw that she had already passed away, and directly covered her with a white cloth.
The police pulled up the cordon and rushed into the hotel at the same time.
In less than a few minutes, two figures reappeared on the roof. The man was choking the woman, shouting loudly, "Don't come over, or I'll pull her down with me!"
The building was 15 stories tall. In the night, people could only see two dark shadows.
Suddenly, the man twisted hard and the woman's whole body was exposed outside, her hands clutching the railing for life, but her neck was being choked.
Half the man's body was outside. He roared, "Take one more step, I'll pull her down with me!"
At this time, three options appeared before Su He's eyes.
"Option 1: Shout loudly: Go ahead and jump if you dare! Reward: Used electric bike"
"Option 2: Leave the scene and go back to sleep. Reward: 10,000 RMB in cash"
"Option 3: Save the woman on the roof. Reward: Master-level calligraphy skills"
Su He was about to buy a used electric bike, but Option 1 was so mean and likely to cause online violence, so it was ruled out immediately.
Option 2 required no effort, just going back to sleep would give 10,000 RMB in cash, but Su He chose Option 3 directly after knowing the system's habits.
If master-level calligraphy skills could be obtained with just 10,000 RMB, Su He believed Teacher Zhao Shaomei would definitely let him sign up. He remembered participating in calligraphy training for a few days as a child and getting third place in the group.
The hotel entrance was already cordoned off by the police, obviously going up from the entrance was unrealistic. The back door was probably guarded by police as well.
Su He came to the left side of the building and looked at a pipe leading to the roof. Everyone else was distracted by the commotion on the roof. No one noticed a black shadow slowly climbing up.
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!
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?!
] 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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
