The young girl, clad in a full-length black coat with a pale complexion, leaned weakly into Shen Qingling's embrace, her arms wrapped trustingly around his neck. A breeze brushed through his hair, as if even the wind favored him—his deep, striking eyes were solemn yet exuded an icy, restrained allure. His impossibly long legs drew attention effortlessly, and his hands, cradling the girl, were slender and elegant like polished bamboo.
Cameras often magnify flaws, but this young man was flawlessly perfect in every way. Reporters clicked their shutters incessantly, the scene resembling a red-carpet event. Police rushed forward, but Song Zhining refused to let go of Shen Qingling.
She looked up at him, her voice soft and pleading, "I want him to stay with me. I'm scared."
The officers exchanged glances before asking, "Did he save you?"
Song Zhining nodded, tightening her grip on Shen Qingling.
This time, though still surrounded by onlookers, Song Zhining remained fully clothed, her body unmarked—sparing her the tragic fate written in the novel.
The crowd of students buzzed with chatter, though their focus wasn’t on Song Zhining but on Shen Qingling’s face.
"Shen Qingling is ridiculously handsome—enough to drive men mad and women weak. He’s the cure for depression, the alarm clock for coma patients, the savior of damsels in distress!"
"Shen Qingling’s already 'cancelled'—he claims to love animals but ignores this little stray dog right here."
"Damn, Shen Qingling’s so hot. He’s practically a novel’s male lead. If I were that girl, I’d never forget him for the rest of my life."
"Too handsome. I used to think he was good-looking but bland, like a flower without fragrance—couldn’t grasp his appeal. But today? One glance and I’m done for."
"Shen Qingling isn’t just insanely hot and top of his class—he’s also kind. How did he even find and rescue that girl?"
"I guarantee these photos will trend online."
"Shen Qingling’s about to go viral."
Outside the police station, Shen Qingling sat on a bench, finishing his statement early. He sighed, "Ugh, why didn’t I finish reading that book? Now I’ve got no clue how it ends. Just my luck."
His biggest regret was not completing the novel. The plot was too outrageous, and he disliked the male lead’s personality, so he’d dropped it halfway—only to end up transmigrated into it, bound to this cursed system.
The novel’s male lead, Gu Yijin, was a textbook villain—selfish, ruthless, and power-hungry, with countless lives ruined. Shen Qingling was just one of many unlucky casualties.
Now, though he’d altered the original host’s fate of public disgrace, Gu Yijin wouldn’t let him off easily. Returning to the Gu family meant walking into more traps.
The plot might also shift due to his presence, veering away from the novel’s original trajectory—leaving everything uncertain.
Right now, aside from his face, he had nothing.
"Host, don’t worry. You’ve successfully taken the first step in changing the original host’s fate. Reward: 3,000 points."
"Speaking of which, I haven’t had the chance to ask—what kind of system are you? What do points do?"
"I’m Goddess System 077. You can call me Qiqi. As long as you earn affection points from the opposite sex, the system will grant corresponding points. These can be exchanged in the shop for cheat skills to help you complete tasks."
077 had specifically chosen Shen Qingling.
With his top-tier looks, meticulous mind, and ability to play aloof or innocent flawlessly, Shen Qingling was the ultimate player.
In his past life, he’d been an actor—handsome, talented, with a roster of ex-girlfriends that could fill a room and admirers beyond count.
He was practically born for the Goddess System. No wonder 077 picked him.
A status panel appeared before Shen Qingling:
[Name: Shen Qingling]
[Age: 18]
[Height: 188cm]
[Looks: 94]
[XX: 25]
[HP: 60]
[Combat: 65]
[Reputation: 20]
[Affection: 50]
[Points: 3805]
[Cheats: None]
[Goddesses Conquered: 0]
[Redemption Progress: 10%]
[Main Quest: 1%]
[Side Quests: Locked]
Shen Qingling’s eyes zeroed in on the "25."
"Qiqi, is this 25 what I think it is?"
"Yes, Host. Exactly what you’re thinking."
"That’s…"
"Not just that—you also have the stamina for eighteen rounds a night."
"So this novel’s definitely for female readers. Only a mastermind could write a guy who goes eighteen rounds."
"With Qiqi’s help, Host can even surpass eighteen~"
"Enough. Let’s get serious. Explain the rest."
"Of course. Your main quest is to overturn the original host’s fate and achieve his redemption. Side quests will unlock randomly, each with rewards upon completion."
"‘Goddesses Conquered’ refers to earning affection points from women. Ordinary women provide negligible points, which convert directly to shop currency. But system-designated goddesses must be fully conquered—their affection must reach max."
"What if I don’t?"
"The system will lose energy and vanish. You’ll die."
"That extreme?"
"These goddesses are tied to the novel’s plot. Conquering them changes their fates too."
Shen Qingling understood now—these women likely met tragic ends, possibly due to Gu Yijin. By winning them over, he’d rewrite their stories.
"I haven’t started conquering anyone. Where’s the 50 affection from? And the extra points?"
"Points came from the girls in the crowd—ordinary, C-tier targets. Their affection converts to points, which still benefit you."
"The 50 is from Song Zhining. She’s not a designated goddess but a B-tier character. The higher their plot relevance, the higher their tier and affection value. B-tiers are optional."
"Above B are A, S, SS, and SSS tiers. A-tier and above are mandatory."
Finally grasping the system’s rules, Shen Qingling knew his next steps.
Winning women over was his expertise—he’d made a career of it in his past life.
And with the original host’s god-tier looks? He knew exactly how far charm could take him.
"This face is even better-looking than my past life's—definitely a welcome upgrade."
"With stats as ridiculously overpowered as yours, no woman could resist you!"
"Something tells me you're not exactly a wholesome system."
"I'm just stating facts. Honestly, even without these stats, your 93-point looks alone would drive women wild."
"Speaking of which, if the original owner’s looks were already this high at 93, I can’t even imagine how insane a perfect 100 would be."
"Host can work hard to earn points. Every 100,000 points can be exchanged for 1 attribute boost, which you can allocate freely—looks, combat skills, anything. Oh, and~" Goddess System 077 added teasingly, "length is upgradeable too~"
"Then I’ll grind those points! For maxed-out beauty—let’s go, Shen Xiaokui!"
Shen Qingling ignored the system’s last remark. This thing had a shameless vibe, utterly unreliable.
Just then, a hand tapped his shoulder. He glanced up to see a girl smiling at him. "Thank you, Shen Qingling."
[Darling readers, how about adding this to your shelves?~ Random updates incoming, mwah!]
No fake stats here—scout’s honor!
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.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
