Beauty Clinic
With a towel wrapped around her entire head, leaving only two eye holes, Li Naer walked into the consultation room.
"Take it off and let me see," the doctor said plainly.
Layer after layer of towels were removed to reveal a swollen and chapped face.
The doctor held her chin and studied her face closely for a while before asking, "Minor improvements or major reconstruction?"
"What would you suggest?" said Li Naer, seeming somewhat wary without her beauty.
The doctor patiently explained, "In cases like yours with severe tissue necrosis, major reconstruction has a chance of restoring your original appearance. With minor improvements, you'll probably end up with something like the currently trendy 'internet celebrity face'."
"Internet celebrity face? No, no, I want major reconstruction."
An average person would be quite content with a pretty internet celebrity face.
But this was Li Naer.
She had once made the campus beauty rankings. How could she allow herself to be nondescript?
The sea is difficult to contain, the sorceress mountain cannot simply be a cloud.
The doctor did not say anything more, he simply quoted a price: "Major reconstruction will be one million yuan, cash or bank transfer."
One million yuan.
Li Naer was a little shocked. All her time spent cozying up to Chen Ming had only yielded a little over 200,000 yuan.
Unwilling to give up her beauty, Li Naer persisted.
"Let me go to the bathroom first."
Li Naer hurried off towards the bathroom and took out her phone to call Chen Ming.
At that moment, Chen Ming was questioning his whole life.
Seeing the incoming call, he absently answered.
"Hello, brother Chen Ming?"
Although disfigured, Li Naer's voice was still pleasant.
"Oh, Li Naer," said Chen Ming, sounding very cold.
Having lost his dignity, he could no longer engage in such affairs.
He now had zero interest in his former goddess.
"That's right, brother Chen Ming, could you lend me some money, not much, just one million?"
Based on what Li Naer knew of Chen Ming, a mere million was nothing to him.
Usually a little sweet talk with hints would get money out of him.
"I won't lend it. Piss off," said the irritable Chen Ming, flatly refusing instead of agreeing to lend money as she had expected, and immediately hanging up.
After trying several times, her phone finally gave an English prompt.
Li Naer finally confirmed that she had been blocked by Chen Ming.
It seemed hopeless to rely on others.
She was no longer naive enough to expect getting something for nothing in her state.
Moreover, her reputation in social circles was already in tatters.
Although she had done nothing, no one would believe her.
They only believed what they could see.
"Doctor, I've thought about it. Just do the minor improvements," said Li Naer, getting straight to the point when she returned to the consultation room.
She only had a little over 200,000 yuan.
The doctor had thought she was going to be a big customer. He did not expect her budget to suddenly shrink, and his tone became somewhat colder too: "Minor improvements will be 200,000 yuan. Pay the deposit upfront, cash or card?"
Li Naer took out the card containing just over 200,000 yuan. "Card."
Swipe
Swipe again
Swipe again
The doctor's expression grew increasingly awkward. He handed the bank card back to Li Naer. "Use a different card."
"What's going on? Let me check."
Li Naer clearly remembered transferring the money from the pigeon signal onto this bank card.
Opening her mobile banking app, a notification appeared:
Dear customer, your account is suspected of illegal activity and has been frozen. Please visit your local bank for inquiries if you have any questions.
"I'll come back another time."
Li Naer put the card back into her bag and hurriedly left.
With issues on her bank card, there was no point staying any longer.
She still had to rush to a nearby bank to figure out what exactly had gone wrong.
Bank
After waiting for about 10 minutes, Li Naer's queue ticket number was finally called.
Sitting down at the bank teller's window, she passed over her bank card and asked, "Please help me check why this bank card was frozen."
"Sure."
"Ma'am, over 200,000 yuan of funds in your account came from problematic sources."
The bank staff worked efficiently, quickly identifying the issue from their back end system.
"What's the problem? That was money someone else gave me."
Li Naer was a little puzzled. What did her bank account have to do with money someone else decided to give her?
"It's like this, ma'am. The account providing you with funds has unknown origins, so your account is suspected money laundering and transactions have therefore been frozen," the staff member still responded kindly.
"I didn't launder money, I don't know anything. Someone else just gave me that money."
Li Naer was getting somewhat emotional. She had never done anything illegal.
The staff member quickly tried to reassure her, "Please don't get excited, ma'am. If you can prove your account funds come from normal sources, you can provide the information to the police to resolve this."
Provide information?
How?
Could she say it was money from selling silver that the buyer hadn't even received yet?
Looking dejected, Li Naer walked out of the bank. She knew there was no getting that money back.
Her face also most likely could no longer be fixed.
The one who caused all this was that man, that scammer.
Hospital
The scammer Li Naer spoke of was currently going through discharge procedures.
"What do you mean the card won't work? That can't be right. I used this card to make a payment before."
"Yes sir, there is something wrong with your card. Please provide another one."
"Try it again."
"Sir, there really is an issue with your card."
Just as Chen Ming wanted to argue further, a squad of police officers suddenly appeared in the lobby.
They scanned the lobby and marched straight towards Chen Ming.
Flashing their badges, "Hello, Mr. Chen Ming. You are suspected of counterfeiting. Please come with us for questioning."
Counterfeiting?
Chen Ming's mind buzzed. When had he ever done anything like that?
"No, officers, you must have the wrong person. I'm a law-abiding citizen."
Chen Ming waved his arms around in agitation, startling the officers.
"Don't move. If you continue resisting, we will consider it obstructing officers on duty which carries severe consequences. Let's talk more at the station," said the officer in charge, pulling out a gun and pointing it directly at Chen Ming.
Scared stiff, Chen Ming did not dare to move a muscle, allowing the officers to put silver handcuffs on him.
Interrogation Room
"Officers, I really didn't counterfeit anything. You must have the wrong person. I'm innocent, you have to believe me!" Chen Ming pleaded incessantly from the interrogation chair, he was so frightened by just two officers despite having the System for a short while.
"It's like this. We detected multiple unverified deposits in your bank account. Please explain," said one of the officers.
The sources of funds entering Chen Ming's bank account were dubious, appearing as if they had materialized out of thin air.
The officers had reason to suspect hacking into bank systems to modify data.
Although differing from traditional counterfeiting methods, fundamentally there was no difference.
"It's the System, I have a System."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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!
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.
