Shen Yuan stretched his back.
No matter where you go, capital always wins!
After all, this world is inherently made up of three percent of the people occupying ninety-seven percent of the resources.
And then letting the ninety-seven percent use that three percent of resources to support them.
"Alright, get out!"
Shen Yuan waved his hand. "From now on, I'm liberated. I'll just be responsible for recording the villain points and exchanging them for you!"
"In the future, we are your system!"
"A system where you get stronger by getting beaten up!"
Shen Yuan puffed out his chest. "For villain points, brothers, charge!"
"Not charging!"
Xiao Ce shook his head directly. "I'll save it for tonight, when I'm with Zhihan, then I'll charge!"
Chu Yang and Shen Yuan: "F*ck!"
A sour and rotten smell of love!
Too pungent!
Farewell!
"Don't leave, you two!"
"Let me have a heart-to-heart with you again. How about I tell you about the process of Zhihan and I falling in love back then?"
Xiao Ce chased after them and shouted.
Shen Yuan and Chu Yang: "..."
Let's buy a bomb and blow up his house tonight!
In the villa hall...
Uncle Gou had just hung up the landline phone.
"Young Master, you're out?"
Uncle Gou turned his head. "Liu Ruyan somehow got the landline number here and just called!"
"She said she'll come again tomorrow morning!"
Uncle Gou said.
Shen Yuan and Chu Yang: "..."
Why is she so relentless?
"Uncle Gou, as for how Liu Ruyan got the number, I think Song Mian from the Song family must have told her!"
Shen Yuan smiled. "Next time she comes, just beat her up and throw her out!"
If Uncle Gou beats up Liu Ruyan, I can also gain villain points!
Chu Yang: Liu Ruyan really is your backup ATM!
"Old Shen, today's work..."
Chu Yang said, "When are we doing it?"
"You and Xiao Ce can just go do it!"
"No need to bring me along!"
"You two can take turns, one attacking and one defending, and then vice versa."
"You two can just play, I'm temporarily liberated!"
Shen Yuan smiled.
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce looked at each other. "Alright!"
Uncle Gou froze in place.
The Young Master quit!?
But Young Master Chu Yang and Xiao Ce, they hooked up?
Shi Zhihan was originally playing with blocks with Shi Yuanyuan, and at this moment, her mouth also dropped open.
What were they talking about!?
One top, one bottom?
Xiao Ce!
A fierce light burst from Shi Zhihan's eyes.
Are you into such kinky stuff?
It's one thing that you won't let me go...
Now, you won't even let a young guy like Chu Yang go?
Can't I satisfy you?
So, you're bisexual...
How can you have the audacity to use me?
"Young Master Shen..."
Xiao Ce spoke.
"Call me Yuanzi, or Old Shen is fine too!"
Shen Yuan said, "No need to be so polite all the time. We're all comrades from now on!"
Xiao Ce nodded. "Alright then, Old Shen!"
Uncle Gou and Shi Zhihan: "..."
Are they not hiding it from anyone anymore?
"Alright, I'm going out for a stroll!"
Shen Yuan stretched his back. "These past two days, I've just been fighting with Chu Yang!"
"Alright, off you go!"
Chu Yang waved his hand and looked at Xiao Ce. "Tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow my foot!"
"Come over and add each other's contact info!"
Shen Yuan shouted. "You don't even have each other's contact info, how the hell are you going to contact each other tomorrow!"
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce: "..."
Cough, cough, cough, got too excited and forgot to add contact info.
The three of them exchanged contact info...
And so...
Chu Yang went straight back to his room.
Practice martial arts, practice martial arts, practice martial arts!
Xiao Ce took his wife and daughter and left the villa.
He still had some work to arrange.
For example, buying a villa nearby in this villa area to live in.
To make it convenient to come over and bond with Chu Yang.
And then he had to go report in!
After all, he was transferred, so he had to report in!
Meanwhile, Shen Yuan took eight bodyguards and strolled out.
"Today is a good day..."
"Everything I wish for can come true!"
He hadn't thought about exactly where to go. Anyway, he just let the bodyguards take him wandering around aimlessly.
When they reached the central mall, he got out of the car.
He had nothing to do anyway, might as well stroll around.
"Ding, an Epic-level Child of Destiny discovered!"
The system's voice suddenly rang out.
Shen Yuan: "..."
Sure enough, the density of Children of Destiny is seriously exceeding the standard.
Whenever I come out for a random stroll, I can encounter a Child of Destiny.
That's right...
The Magic City has produced protagonists since ancient times!
The capital... hard to say!
He looked ahead and saw a man in his twenties, dressed quite simply.
He looked fairly handsome.
He was carrying several plastic bags filled with groceries.
"I have to hurry back and cook a loving feast for my wife!"
"Hehehe!"
"Sigh, mother-in-law is hard to deal with!"
"She'll probably scold me again!"
The young man was full of smiles, carrying the things he bought and stretching his back.
"Ding, Host, go get him!"
The system howled, "F*ck him up!"
"Kill him!"
"If you don't kill him, pull him into your own camp!"
"What about your win-win cooperation?"
"Go!"
The system howled.
Shen Yuan's face twitched. "System, your behavioral logic is different from before. Did you secretly evolve?"
"Ding, evolve my ass!"
The system said indifferently, "Anyway, everything you do isn't incompatible with the system mechanics..."
"Just play around as you see fit!"
"Anyway, I'm lying flat..."
"Right now, I just want to see one scene!"
"A bunch of Children of Destiny surrounding you, raising their hands, howling..."
"Hit me, hit me first, you must hit me today!"
The system was extremely calm. "That scene should be incredibly good-looking."
Shen Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, speechless.
At this moment...
Silence is my mother tongue.
System, you're really enjoying the show without minding the chaos!
"What kind of Child of Destiny is this?"
Shen Yuan stared at the man curiously.
Married, going back to cook for his wife!
Mother-in-law is hard to deal with...
Shen Yuan racked his brain, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Live-in son-in-law!?
Dragon King live-in son-in-law!?
God of War live-in son-in-law?
Or Ultraman live-in son-in-law!?
Bro, wait a minute, turn into Tiga first and let me see!
Since I grew up, I no longer believe in light!
After all, how many people like me have you seen?
People like me, without a conscience...
Make a lot more money!
He casually took out his phone and directly snapped a photo with a click.
The young man turned his head in astonishment. "Bro, don't you turn off the sound effect when taking photos?"
Shen Yuan grinned. "Just taking random shots. If I captured you and violated your portrait rights..."
"No matter!" The young man waved his big hand. "We're all men, nothing to be afraid of!"
"Farewell!"
The young man walked away carrying his things.
Hurry home to cook for the wife!
Shen Yuan shrugged and sent the photo to Uncle Gou.
[Investigate. Find his information for me in three minutes!]
The next second...
Uncle Gou's message came over.
[No need to investigate, I know this person!]
[Isn't this Tang Mengxin's live-in husband from the Tang family?]
[What's his name... Lin Yu!]
Shen Yuan looked at the message and smiled.
Sure enough, it's the Dragon King live-in son-in-law!
Hahaha!
Yangzi, Cezi, your little fencing activity...
Perhaps, maybe, probably, possibly...
Could use one more person!
Let's mess with him!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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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.
