Shen Yuan and Chu Yang walked out of the room. Chu Yang's hair was a complete mess.
Uncle Gou sighed silently.
It had been a long time since he last saw the young master look so happy.
Oh well, let the young master be!
After finishing their meal...
Chu Yang and Uncle Gou took Chu Yiyi to school to handle the procedures for her to commute as a day student.
Shen Yuan stayed behind to play with Shi Yuanyuan.
Along the way, he opened the slip of paper Shi Yuanyuan had given him.
It was time to contact the legendary God of War!
The God of War who, upon seeing his daughter living in a doghouse, flew into a rage and ordered a hundred thousand soldiers to build a luxurious doghouse.
After opening the note, Shen Yuan fell into deep thought.
Aren't mobile phone numbers supposed to be eleven digits?
Why are there only seven digits here?
Shen Yuan handed Shi Yuanyuan a lollipop, then fished out his phone and dialed the number.
Now I finally understand why the God of War's wife wouldn't contact him unless she was absolutely backed into a corner.
What normal person has a seven-digit phone number!
It looks fake at first glance!
Unless someone was in a desperate situation, no one would believe this was real.
The call went through.
"Sys, what's the God of War's name?"
Shen Yuan asked the system out of curiosity.
Beep, beep, beep...
It connected.
"Hello, who is this!?"
A highly magnetic voice came through the receiver.
Shen Yuan smiled faintly. "Brother, do you want a wife or not?"
Meanwhile, at the border.
A handsome man with bronze skin was wearing a military uniform. His cuffs were casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing a shallow knife scar near his wrist bone.
He had deep-set eyes, a high-bridged nose, and a jawline as sharp as a cold-tempered military bayonet.
His eyes were calm and unrippled. Suddenly, he scoffed, "Do I want a wife?"
"Scam calls are even reaching me now?"
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This was the Frontier God of War!
"Ding, God of War Xiao Ce!" the system said.
Shen Yuan gave a slight nod.
Xiao Ce!
Xiao, Ye, Lin, Chu...
The four great fantasy families. I already have someone surnamed Chu by my side, so it makes perfect sense for the God of War to be surnamed Xiao.
What, surnamed Tang?
Are you afraid of the entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass?
"This isn't a scam call."
Shen Yuan's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Did you forget that your phone number is only seven digits long?"
"What do you think?"
"Xiao Ce!"
At this moment, Xiao Ce at the border suddenly sat up straight.
A flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.
"Who are you!?"
His voice was icy cold.
Right, he had been here for so long that he had forgotten his own phone number was only seven digits.
Moreover, the caller directly called out his name!
Who was it!?
He gently tapped the table and placed the phone on it.
A man who was 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, whose arms were thicker than an average person's thighs, walked in.
Xiao Ce pointed at the phone and mouthed a word.
Investigate!
"What!?"
The newcomer blurted out, "Boss, you just look at me and say what? What do you mean what?"
Xiao Ce covered his face, speechless. "Qinglong, you idiot!"
"I fucking told you to investigate!"
"Can you fucking do your job or not!"
"Also, where is Zhuque?"
"Why is a fool like you here?"
Xiao Ce roared, "I said investigate!"
Qinglong scratched his head awkwardly. "I have no idea how to read lips."
"Oh, Zhuque and Baihu went on a date!"
"Xuanwu went to compile some data!"
Qinglong explained.
Xiao Ce: "..."
You three, get back here right now!
Don't leave this blockhead here with me all by myself!
I can't handle him!
"Investigate?"
Shen Yuan said with a laugh, "You want to investigate my identity?"
"No matter who you are!" Xiao Ce said coldly. "To be able to get through to my phone and know my name..."
"You'd better pray you aren't a traitor to the country!"
"Traitors... face the death penalty!"
Xiao Ce spoke menacingly.
In the villa, Shen Yuan shrugged indifferently. "Oh!"
"Look at you acting all tough!"
"If you're so capable, then don't come looking for your wife and child!"
Shen Yuan spat out, "Scumbag!"
"How am I a scumbag?" Xiao Ce cursed angrily. "I've served my country, I've bled for my country!"
"Your wife was taken away by someone, and nobody knows where she was taken!"
"Your daughter is living in a doghouse!"
"You're a guy who just dusts off his pants and refuses to take responsibility. If you're not a scumbag, am I the scumbag?"
"You are a scumbag, your whole family are scumbags!"
"Heh!"
Shen Yuan sneered.
Xiao Ce cursed angrily, "Nonsense, since when do I have a wife and child?"
"Magic City!"
"Shi Zhihan!"
Shen Yuan said calmly, "Do you still remember?"
"Shi Zhihan!?"
Xiao Ce froze.
"She, she..."
"Who are you!?"
"What happened to her?"
Memories flashed in his mind, striking open his brain like a bolt of lightning.
Xiao Ce thought of the past, of that gentle girl.
Six years. It had been exactly six years!
And now, he was suddenly hearing news of her from someone else's mouth?
"Oh, she gave birth to a daughter, and their life has been very bitter!"
"The daughter has been beaten black and blue!"
"I heard she even lives in a doghouse and eats dog food."
Shen Yuan said calmly, "Forget it, you scumbag, you don't understand anything!"
"Since you don't want a wife, I'll hang up!"
"Bye-bye!"
"Blocked!"
Shen Yuan hung up the phone directly and threw the number into his blacklist while he was at it.
At the border, Xiao Ce held his phone, completely dumbfounded.
Fuck!
Give me a fucking chance to speak!
"Investigate!"
Xiao Ce roared at Qinglong, "Trace the phone number, and prepare a plane for me!"
"I'm going back!"
Xiao Ce roared.
Qinglong picked up his phone, jotted down the number, and then said, "Boss, if you go back without a transfer order..."
"You'll be court-martialed!"
Qinglong said, "Three years, you'll be sentenced to three years!"
"I fucking have a transfer order!"
Xiao Ce completely lost his cool. "When we were drinking last night, you blockhead, what the hell were you listening to?"
"My transfer order was approved. I'm going back to the Magic City!"
"Why do you think I suddenly started drinking with you guys? Do you have no clue at all?"
"I'll trace it myself!"
In the end, Xiao Ce was completely out of options. He took his own phone and walked out.
Qinglong scratched his head. Why should I care so much?
I'm just responsible for fighting!
Very quickly, Xiao Ce found out the information.
Shen Yuan, the richest man in the Magic City.
Initial estimation of his assets: over two trillion?
Xiao Ce: "..."
Ah, the evil of capitalism!
Has my salary been paid yet?
Oh, it has!
But the place I'm being transferred to...
The salary is a million a month!
From now on, I'll be a rich man too!
Back to the Magic City!
Now, immediately, at once...
Someone, arrange a plane for me!
...
Time flew by...
Evening arrived...
Shen Yuan and his group arrived at the Longteng Club.
There were many people at the banquet, all of whom were either business partners of the Shen family or quite wealthy.
They all knew very well that today was Shen Yuan's birthday.
Shen Yuan looked at his phone. His own sister still hadn't called.
It's your brother's birthday!
Would it kill you to make a phone call?
Ding...
A message arrived...
Happy birthday! Congratulations to this little kid for successfully leveling up to twenty-four years old!
Bro, I miss you!
Looking at the message, Shen Yuan fell into deep thought.
Miss me!?
You miss me, but you won't even give me a call?
Oh, right, the time difference...
It is around three in the morning over there right now.
This message of yours...
It was a scheduled text, wasn't it?
Girl...
The love is gone!
Yangzi...
How about we become each other's brothers-in-law, what do you say?

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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?"