"It's a male dog, let's test the effect."
Upon seeing this, Su Cheng quickly crouched down and, just as the dog was about to run, grabbed its neck, attempting to make the dog's eyes meet his own.
"Whimper whimper~"
The takeout food fell from the dog's mouth.
"Look at me!"
The yellow dog, held by the throat by Su Cheng, couldn't speak at all and could only whimper, but its eyes did meet Su Cheng's gaze.
"Hmm, that should do it."
Su Cheng released his hand, and the yellow dog immediately turned and ran without a word, as if it had seen something terribly frightening.
He had just seen fear and dread in the dog's eyes.
If he had to describe it, his gaze just then must have been like that of a predator eyeing its prey.
"Just this... takeout?"
Su Cheng crouched down, picked up the takeout, looked at the delivery slip, and suddenly chuckled because the slip had a bunch of text written on it: "XX Villa District, please leave at the door..."
Isn't this Cornelia's?
Last time it was stolen by a kid, this time directly by a dog.
A 100% guaranteed takeout theft setting...
Well... that's quite amusing.
"Mommy, look, that big brother is stealing food from a dog, and he's laughing!"
Nearby, a pretty little girl in a pink dress who saw Su Cheng tugged at her mother's sleeve and shouted while pointing at Su Cheng in the distance.
"Don't be so rude, maybe the food originally belonged to the big brother, and he's just taking it back."
The middle-aged wealthy woman next to the child glared at the little girl, then gave Su Cheng an apologetic smile, indicating that the child was young and asking for his understanding.
"It's not mine!"
Su Cheng raised the takeout in his hand and grinned.
"See, the big brother is stealing from the dog, he even fought with it just now!"
The wealthy woman's face froze upon hearing this, and she picked up her child and left, not daring to stay a moment longer.
Su Cheng shrugged and walked toward the villa district, planning to leave the takeout at the door and then go home.
However, as soon as he arrived, he found a golden retriever wearing white socks pacing back and forth at the door.
It seemed to be looking for the takeout.
"The takeout was just carried away by a dog, here you go!"
Su Cheng approached and suddenly spoke.
Cornelia, who had her back to Su Cheng, was startled by this familiar voice, her twin tails almost standing straight up.
She slowly turned around, looking at Su Cheng with a strange and embarrassed expression, then suddenly huffed and turned her head away impatiently: "What takeout? I don't know what you're talking about!"
Since the rooftop incident, she had decided to ignore Su Cheng.
Why?
Because Su Cheng said she was tsundere and dependent on him.
How could she, with her extremely strong sense of pride, tolerate that!
Tsundere?
Dependent?
Heh!
She was nothing of the sort.
So she got angry, and the consequences were serious.
She decided to ignore Su Cheng.
Unless Su Cheng personally apologized to her, she would never acknowledge him again.
Moreover, this time the takeout was brought back by Su Cheng again.
If she accepted it, wouldn't that mean she was depending on him again?
"Is that so?"
Seeing Cornelia like a bristling kitten, Su Cheng found it quite amusing, then looked down at the delivery slip and feigned confusion, saying: "But this has your surname on it..."
Cornelia's face instantly turned as red as a tomato upon hearing this.
"Who... who asked you to do these unnecessary things!"
Then, she stamped her cute white-stockinged feet in embarrassed anger and started to defend herself, but the more flustered she became, the more incoherent her speech became, until finally, as if finding a reasonable excuse, she blurted out: "This... this was takeout I ordered for the dog!!"
Hearing this, Su Cheng was rendered speechless like never before - she was being so silly she was even insulting herself.
"Oh, I see."
Su Cheng pretended to show a look of sudden understanding, then looked at Cornelia again and apologetically said: "Sorry, I was meddling unnecessarily."
Cornelia sighed in relief upon hearing this, then crossed her arms and snorted coldly, saying impatiently: "Well, I can see you meant well, so I'll forgive you this time."
"Thank you. By the way, was the dog you were going to feed a golden retriever?"
Su Cheng asked curiously.
"Y-yes, that's right."
Cornelia nodded in agreement without suspicion.
"I just saw it and had a fight with it..."
Su Cheng lowered his head with a guilty expression: "And then..."
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Cornelia examined Su Cheng's body with concern, and only after seeing he wasn't injured did she instinctively ask: "What happened?"
Su Cheng looked up, smiled slightly, then raised the takeout in his hand, held it out to Cornelia, and said: "Then I beat it and got the takeout back. It's a golden loser!"
Cornelia looked at the takeout in front of her and fell silent.
She looked at the takeout in his hand, feeling an inexplicable sense of warmth and gratitude in her heart.
But these were feelings she absolutely couldn't admit to, so she said nothing.
Indeed, she was such a fool.
He had just been making fun of her in a roundabout way, but Cornelia hadn't caught on and instead felt touched?
What a silly girl.
Su Cheng shook his head, and finally pulled out a can of 'Eight Nuclear Bombs' from his back pocket, saying: "This is my apology for meddling."
Cornelia's eyes lit up at this, but she still shook her head and said with disgust: "I don't want your stupid apology gift, I already said I forgave you, why are you still bringing out all this random stuff?"
"Then I'll leave it for the golden retriever to drink."
Su Cheng placed the opened drink on a nearby stone bench with a disappointed expression, then turned to leave.
Seeing this, Cornelia became anxious and reached out to stop him, but she quickly withdrew her hand and could only watch as his figure disappeared from her sight.
A few minutes later
"Hehe..."
After looking left and right to make sure no one was around, Cornelia sneakily approached the 'Eight Nuclear Bombs' like a thief, swallowed hard, looked around again, then grabbed the drink without hesitation, took a big gulp, and a familiar taste filled her mouth, making her eyes narrow in happiness.
"Huh? Golden loser?"
Cornelia, having taken a sip of the drink, seemed to suddenly realize something, and scratched her little head with her delicate hand, instantly filled with an aura of wisdom.
[William Henry Cornelia]
[Intelligence: 4.6]
[Charm: 8]
[Stamina: 3]
[Status: Daughter of British Commissioner to Yan]
[System Description: A popular beauty at school, with trademark twin tails, artistically crafted golden hair, clear blue eyes, and porcelain-like skin. Any male meeting her for the first time will definitely have their attention instantly captured. However, her personality is fierce, passionate, and obsessive.]
[Danger Level: A]
[Operations available, A-level and above can be operated once daily]
(Blacklist: Li Guanqi)
.........
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
