Little Wei: ?
What kind of joke is this.
She’s not into girls.
Her orientation has always been perfectly normal.
"But how did you even figure this out?" Little Wei was genuinely surprised.
Logically, she hadn’t exposed anything in the previous world.
"That’s why I said he’s cunning," Si remarked to Little Wei.
Little Wei thought for a moment and decided it was best to keep her distance from Zhao Ming. Still, she had to admit—though sharp-witted, he wasn’t a bad person.
Ah, whatever. Might as well stay friends.
She felt like she was developing decision fatigue.
"I could tell. I worked as a psychologist in a previous world. But don’t worry, I usually don’t observe too closely—it takes the fun out of things."
"The fact that you’re saying this means you already know how I feel," Little Wei said to Zhao Ming.
Si chimed in from the void, "Yeah, honestly, I can read your mood too now."
"Shut up already."
Little Wei was convinced Si existed solely to undermine her.
Zhao Ming chuckled at Little Wei’s prickly remark.
"Yeah, your feelings are pretty obvious."
Little Wei couldn’t be bothered to argue further. She had more pressing questions.
"What happens if you guys catch the cat spirit?"
Zhao Ming didn’t hesitate. "We’d report the task completion. But as for why the task was issued in the first place—no idea. Maybe for dissection? Or protective custody."
Little Wei: …
That did not sound good.
Dissection?!
Just hearing those words made her hair stand on end.
Cats are so adorable—why would anyone cut them up?
This world is terrifying. Poor kitties don’t stand a chance.
"Sounds pretty horrifying, huh," Little Wei forced a laugh.
"Yeah, but rare creatures like that usually end up protected. Still, across all the worlds I’ve been to, I’ve never actually seen a cat spirit!"
"Hey, what if the legendary cat spirit is like those anime catgirl waifus from fiction?" Zhao Ming’s eyes lit up with excitement.
Little Wei: …
"Maybe? I’ve never seen one either, so who knows?" Despite her words, she instinctively pressed herself deeper into her chair.
Damn it.
This is not the time.
Waifu? Please. She’s clearly the daddy type.
As she spoke, Little Wei glanced toward where Li Jiewei was sitting.
No denying it—her wife was drop-dead gorgeous. Just that face alone was enough to melt her heart.
So. Freaking. Cute.
Pale, soft, and utterly teaseable.
A literal mochi ball with a sweet white filling. If they weren’t in a restaurant, Little Wei would’ve pounced on Li Jiewei already.
Hehehe, wifey~
"That the girl you’re eyeing?" Zhao Ming asked.
Little Wei: …
"Nope. Just admiring her looks. Don’t you think she’s stunning?" Little Wei grinned, eyes curving into crescents.
Zhao Ming turned to look and nodded.
"Yeah, she’s got that novel-heroine vibe."
Could also be a system host, though. Most systems give their hosts a charisma boost.
When Zhao Ming turned back, both Little Wei and the staff were gone.
Huh?
Where’d they go?
Meanwhile, Little Wei had already left campus with the staff in tow.
"Little Wei, aren’t we sticking with Li Jiewei?" the staff asked.
"Not urgent. We’ve got bigger priorities," Little Wei said, hailing a cab.
"Where to?" The staff was baffled.
"Home."
Little Wei was done wasting time. At least the school was safe for now.
She pulled out her phone and opened WeChat, scrolling to the top contact—Zhao Ming.
She sent him a message:
If this mission goes smoothly, next time I’ll treat you to a meal.
Zhao Ming replied instantly:
Deal. I’ll be around campus for a while anyway.
Little Wei had successfully bribed him with a meal.
Not that she felt guilty—she’d helped him in the last world too.
Back home, Little Wei peeked into the living room from the bedroom. Empty. Perfect.
The family was out.
The staff had already checked every room.
"Nobody here. But there’s a note on the coffee table." It handed the slip to Little Wei.
The note said Li Jiewei’s parents were away on a two-week business trip. Pocket money had been transferred via Alipay.
"Oho~ This is your golden ticket inside," the staff teased.
Little Wei: …
"Stop with the nonsense." She was not in the mood.
Seriously? Now?
"So what’s the plan?" The staff scratched its head.
"Find Li Jiewei’s diary."
The staff: !!!!
"Damn, you’re such a creep. Of all things, you go for the most private?" It looked horrified.
Little Wei: …
"Priorities, okay? I just need to see if she’s documented any unusual abilities. If there’s anything odd from her past, it’d be in there."
She headed back to the bedroom.
The staff followed. "What if she’s not the diary-keeping type?"
Little Wei: …
"Great input. Don’t ever speak again." She was done talking.
Was this Little Nailuo’s bad influence? Absolutely.
"Little Wei only ever blames me," Little Nailuo sneezed, sulking.
After searching forever, they still hadn’t found the diary.
"Guess we’ll have to crack this tablet’s password. Any ideas?" The staff climbed onto a chair and grabbed the tablet from the desk.
"Probably just study notes." Little Wei flipped through it, lips pressed tight.
She’d seen Li Jiewei using it for notes—plenty of college students did.
"Could be in there. Password cracking is Little Nailuo’s specialty," the staff reminded her.
Oh right.
Little Nailuo was a supercomputer. Cracking passwords? Child’s play.
"Little Nailuo, we’re counting on you," Little Wei called out.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
