"It's definitely gone, eaten clean, but there's probably some in the trunk," Wang Ming kicked the box aside and turned to glance at Le Xiaowei's car.
"Are we going to steal?" The bespectacled boy stood up, his face tense with unease.
After all, their upbringing had instilled in them the idea that taking others' belongings was wrong.
"What kind of time do you think this is? Do you want to starve to death?" Gao Min snapped, exasperated.
There was nothing on this highway—if they didn’t steal, were they just supposed to let themselves starve?
Their own food supplies were nearly gone.
"Can't we wait until tomorrow?" The bespectacled boy still hesitated.
They still had some food left—it wasn’t desperate enough to resort to theft.
"Useless. Wang Ming, you and Yang Guang go." Gao Min shot the boy a glare, and Wang Ming pressed his lips together.
Fine. They’d take just enough to last them until they got off the highway.
"Be careful," Gao Min whispered.
Yang Guang, however, wasn’t entirely convinced. He leaned closer to Wang Ming and asked, "Hey, Wang Ming, do you think you can take that girl in a fight?"
She looked about 1.65 meters tall, but her supernatural ability was bizarre—nothing like the other ability users they’d seen in Lincheng City.
"Probably not combat-oriented. Otherwise, she would’ve used it on those guys earlier," Wang Ming mused, one hand in his pocket as he recalled the earlier scene.
"But what if she’s hiding her real strength?" Yang Guang’s question made Wang Ming frown.
That was a possibility.
"Then we test her first."
Wang Ming’s gaze landed on a loose stone by the highway.
A minute later, Le Xiaowei heard the faint sound of pebbles hitting the ground nearby. She didn’t react, still focused on absorbing energy.
"Still asleep?" Yang Guang glanced at Wang Ming, who nodded quickly.
Yang Guang’s eyes flicked to the bag on the driver’s seat—originally held by Yuan Qiaoqiao in the back, but moved up front for comfort while she slept.
The window was open. Stealing it shouldn’t be hard.
Wang Ming crept to the car door, his hand slipping inside as he kept his eyes locked on Le Xiaowei’s motionless form.
Good. Still deep asleep.
He tugged the bag through the window, but an inexplicable tension coiled in his chest. Unable to resist, he glanced inside—and met a pair of glowing crimson eyes staring straight at him.
Red eyes?
It finally hit him—who the hell wore colored contacts in the apocalypse?
This person…
The bag slipped from Wang Ming’s grip.
"Run!"
He grabbed Yang Guang, who was still standing there confused, and bolted, abandoning the bag entirely.
"Move, now!" That single glance had sent a primal surge of terror through him. He swore—if he’d been a second slower, she would’ve killed him.
She was terrifying.
By the time Le Xiaowei stepped out of the car, the group had already sped past her in their vehicle, vanishing down the highway.
"They ran that fast?" She blinked in surprise.
Did she… look like she ate people or something?
"It’s the apocalypse. Survival instincts kick in hard," Si remarked with an amused smirk.
"Yeah. Kinda envy them, honestly. Unlike me—I’ll never get to experience petty theft in my life." Le Xiaowei picked up the discarded bag. If they’d actually taken it, she would’ve chased them down overnight.
But since they fled like rats, she couldn’t be bothered. Just small fry—not worth the effort.
"Stop being such a ‘tea-tea’ Xiaowei. Do you even realize you’re acting cute?"
Si was at a loss. How could a girl just casually ooze charm like this? Even as a system, she found it baffling.
"Who’s acting cute? I’m just vibing. This world’s way better than the last one—at least my character’s cooler. Though the whole apocalypse thing isn’t really my style."
Testing human nature? Le Xiaowei couldn’t care less.
Real life already had enough drama with bills and chores. Who needed life-or-death melodrama?
"Want me to find you a rich-person world next time?" Si knew exactly what Xiaowei wanted—a cushy, comfortable life.
Which was why she wouldn’t even touch expired food now. (Though, to be fair, being a zombie who didn’t need to eat played a big part.)
"Sure." Le Xiaowei perked up.
"Just kidding. I can’t actually pick worlds for you."
Le Xiaowei: "…"
"I’m not talking to you for the next three minutes." She tossed the bag back onto the driver’s seat.
"Tsundere," Si teased.
"Get lost." Le Xiaowei was ready to mute her.
Finally alone, she stood by the highway, the wind tangling her hair as it blended into the darkening sky.
When Yuan Qiaoqiao woke up, she found her sister standing by the roadside, lost in thought.
She pushed the car door open.
"Big sis, what are you doing out here?" Yuan Qiaoqiao trotted over, tilting her head.
Le Xiaowei: "…"
She couldn’t exactly say she was calculating how many kilometers it’d take to stab the male lead.
"Can’t sleep. Being a zombie means extra hours to kill—literally. Not exactly a perk." She patted Yuan Qiaoqiao’s shoulder.
"Eat first, then we’ll head out."
"Okay, but sis… I kinda want milk. The bag’s mostly dry food."
With a flick of her wrist, Le Xiaowei conjured bread and milk into Yuan Qiaoqiao’s hands.
"Thanks, sis!" Her eyes curved into happy crescents.
"I’ll drive, then." Le Xiaowei internally groaned. She didn’t even remember what "tired" felt like anymore.
"Got it!" Yuan Qiaoqiao hurried back to the car.
Le Xiaowei scanned the empty highway. They’d lost too much time leaving the city yesterday. If she sped up, they’d reach S Province by evening.
"Oh, sis—the person you’re looking for in S Province… is it a friend?" Yuan Qiaoqiao asked from the passenger seat, adjusting the bag behind her.
"Something like that. Hope we find him soon. Remind me to buy a mask when we get there, okay?" Le Xiaowei didn’t want Xiao Linfeng recognizing and immediately assassinating her.
"Sure."
Yuan Qiaoqiao nodded, nibbling her soft bread. A strange reluctance settled in her chest.
Once they entered S Province… would she have to say goodbye to Xiaowei-jie?
Unaware of Yuan Qiaoqiao’s thoughts, Le Xiaowei floored the gas. By late afternoon, the GPS showed two red dots.
One marked Xiao Linfeng. The other, Le Xu. As for the original female lead, Xia Jingli—without Xiao Linfeng’s interference, she’d probably be on the map too.
But thanks to the fanfic male lead’s… extensive activities, Xia Jingli wasn’t even the protagonist anymore.
"System, what are they up to?" Le Xiaowei frowned. The two men were still together.
This…
If her mind wandered just a little, she’d start shipping them.
This was totally a BL novel now. She didn’t care—she’d ship anything that moved.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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!
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."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
