Zhong Qianqian didn't suspect a thing, because everything made perfect sense.
She had originally come over to spend some time with Xu Mu and build a rapport.
Although Xu Mu was quite blunt in their chats, he was more reasonable face-to-face, especially in front of his wife—he surely wouldn't curse then.
She never expected to overhear Ye Tong venting about work troubles.
Zhong Qianqian was very knowledgeable about the pharmaceutical industry, so she casually chatted for a bit, showcasing her expertise along the way.
It was only natural that Ye Tong wanted her to join the company.
"I disagree!"
Xu Mu said with a calm expression.
Hearing this, Zhong Qianqian's initial excitement instantly turned into a grave look.
"What's wrong? Her abilities are genuinely impressive."
Ye Tong asked, full of curiosity.
Xu Mu couldn't agree too readily; if things went too smoothly, it would arouse suspicion instead.
"What's the use of just knowing some theoretical knowledge? What we need is someone with practical work experience."
Xu Mu crossed his arms, looking coolly at Zhong Qianqian. "Do you have any work experience?"
"I do. I interned at a major company before. If you don't believe me, take me to the company tomorrow. I can demonstrate on the spot."
As she said this, Zhong Qianqian suddenly realized she might be coming on too strong and quickly explained, "It's mainly because I rented a villa and ran out of money. I need a job."
"And then you'll quit once you have money, right?"
Xu Mu looked at her impassively. "Our company's pharmaceutical data is confidential. That's even more reason not to let you join."
"I won't leave easily. We can sign a contract. I had a falling out with my last company; otherwise, I wouldn't have left."
At this point, Zhong Qianqian began rubbing her eyes, tears welling up. "A senior executive at the company tried to pressure me into... into an inappropriate relationship... Sob!"
"Alright, that's enough."
Ye Tong stepped forward, took Zhong Qianqian's hand, and led her to sit on the sofa. "I'll take you to the company tomorrow. I believe in your skills; you'll definitely be competent."
Zhong Qianqian nodded, still sniffling.
Xu Mu sat on the sofa, thinking to himself that this woman was quite the actress, able to summon tears on command.
He almost felt like telling her to go into acting instead, given her dramatic talents.
Ye Tong comforted her a while longer before Zhong Qianqian finally calmed down, saying she should go back and rest.
After dinner.
Xu Mu and Ye Tong went back to their room together.
He held Ye Tong in his arms, closed his eyes, and breathed in the scent of her hair. "Honey, I've realized how clever you are."
Her cooperation this time had been excellent.
In the original storyline, although Ye Tong was one of the women Ye Chen valued most, after Ye Chen won her over, she rarely appeared again.
Descriptions of her portrayed her as gentle, a virtuous wife and mother.
It was never mentioned that Ye Tong was also an intelligent woman.
"Of course. After all, I do hold dual doctoral degrees from a prestigious foreign university."
Ye Tong smiled.
"Honey, I'm in the mood for a battle."
"You forgot? My 'relative' is visiting today."
"No matter. Where there's a will, there's a way."
...
Early the next morning.
Xu Mu opened his eyes. He remembered he still had a ten-draw lottery. Hoping to get something good, he decided to try his luck while freshly awake.
The wheel began to spin, shimmering with a faint light.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining Storage Space.]
Xu Mu nodded. This was good. He had drawn quite a few rare treasures lately, and they were taking up space.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining five Flash Grenades.]
Xu Mu: "?"
Wow, this lottery really had everything, even flash grenades.
But these were actually useful.
Currently, Xu Mu's cultivation level was roughly equivalent to a Grandmaster.
At this stage, ordinary firearms were already ineffective.
Not to mention common grenades.
However, flash grenades could still be useful because they cause temporary blindness and make ears ring or go deaf.
The loud blast also disrupts the lymphatic fluid in the cochlea, causing loss of balance.
To put it simply, it's a form of mental attack.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining 30 Cultivation Points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining 20 Cultivation Points.]
...
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining a Third-Grade Rare Treasure Gift Box.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining the Intermediate Array Master title.]
On the final draw, Xu Mu became an Intermediate Array Master.
He couldn't help but show an excited expression.
His Array Master title was conceptual-level.
This meant that from now on, he could instantly unravel any array below level six.
This round of draws had seven guaranteed rewards, yielding 130 Cultivation Points and 80 Attribute Points.
Xu Mu allocated them all to his stats.
Feeling the Qi energy within his body grow stronger, he immediately checked his current panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Antagonist Saint Physique, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Divine Ability Late Stage
Physique: 1095
Spirit: 1095
Cultivation Value: 260 (Max 800)
Destiny Power: 1142
Xu Mu stretched lazily. Watching himself grow stronger every day put him in a good mood.
After getting up and washing up, Ye Tong was already dressed.
"Husband, am I responsible for taking Zhong Qianqian to the company today?"
Ye Tong asked from the bathroom doorway.
"That's right. Just act as if you don't know her true identity. Do what you would normally do."
Xu Mu smiled and patted Ye Tong's rear. "Leave the rest to the others."
Ye Tong nodded.
After breakfast, Ye Tong took Zhong Qianqian to the company.
Xu Mu took out his phone, intending to call Xu Ningbing, but surprisingly, she called first.
"Xiao Mu! You were right. There really is a problem in the Quality Inspection Department. It's the supervisor, Cui Xia."
Xu Ningbing said on the other end. "You wouldn't believe it. Her ex-husband, who she divorced six months ago, suddenly came into a large sum of money. Even though they're divorced, they still meet frequently."
Xu Mu already knew this, of course, as it was written in the information. "Today, Ye Chen's mole, Zhong Qianqian, will come to the company. She's a skilled hacker. Is that under control?"
"Yes. All the data on the company computers has been moved. Only fake formulas and some unimportant information remain now."
Xu Ningbing replied.
"Good. Leave the next steps to you. Make sure they each get half, and make sure each knows who has the other half."
Xu Mu paused with a smile. "If you can't handle it, I can take over."
"Who do you think you're looking down on?"
Xu Ningbing snorted lightly. "I'm hanging up."
Xu Mu put down his phone and stretched his back, only to find it ringing again.
Picking it up, he saw it was a call from Jiang Huihui.
"Huihui, what's up?"
Xu Mu answered.
"You asked me to look for Fang Kui from Kunlun Mountain, right? I found her. Last night, she was spotted near Mount Lumang."
Jiang Huihui said on the other end.
"Mount Lumang?"
Xu Mu immediately thought of that fierce woman, Tantai Quan.
"Right. But the hotel near Mount Lumang is close to the deep mountains. There are no surveillance cameras there, so I'm not sure of her current whereabouts."
Jiang Huihui explained.
"I see. I think she's most likely there."
Xu Mu paused. "Huihui, thank you."
After hanging up, he immediately sent a message to Chen Xuan.
It looks like I'll have to go see that extremely fierce woman again.
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.”
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.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
