Li Jing stared at the photo frame for a long time before finally placing it back, letting out a deep sigh: "Mucheng, I'm sorry... as your father..."
...
♪Because I just met you♪
As the ringtone of the phone rang out, Li Mucheng, wrapped in a towel, walked out of the bathroom. The bathroom was still steaming, suggesting she had just finished her shower. Perhaps the ringtone was specially set, as Mucheng's hair was still wet, and her little feet, bare on the floor, looked exceptionally cute with their plump, rounded toes.
"Hello!"
"Mucheng, you finally picked up my call! I've been trying to reach you all night, and it wasn't until today that the servants at home told me you were kidnapped. Are you alright? Did you get hurt?"
The voice on the other end was sweet and tinged with a tingling sensation, like a little elf emerging from the woods. What was most unexpected was Mucheng's expression; the usually cold-faced girl was smiling as she spoke on the phone, like a lotus flower emerging from the water, captivating.
"Yu Xin, I'm fine. I was planning to come see you last night, but then this happened. Don't worry, I wasn't mistreated."
"You can still laugh after being kidnapped? Do you know how worried I was? Should I ask my dad to send more bodyguards to pick you up next time?"
"No need, my father is already arranging for more formidable bodyguards for me. Hmph! Who needs his concern!"
"Mucheng, don't be upset. Uncle must have his reasons."
"Reasons? Was his reason to be working outside while my mother was on her deathbed? Why did my mother ever fall for such a cold-blooded man?"
Mucheng's emotions suddenly flared up, and she even shouted at this point, but then she suddenly thought of something and quickly apologized.
"Sorry, Yu Xin, I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's alright, Mucheng. After all, we're best friends~ My dad has also grounded me recently, so let's keep in touch through our phones."
"Okay."
"Alright, Mucheng, I won't keep you. I have my music class to attend."
"Goodbye, Yu Xin."
After hanging up the phone, Mucheng, disregarding her wet body, collapsed onto the bed and pulled out a fox mask from under the pillow, lightly punching it.
"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me? Was it just for fun? Strange person..."
...
"Achoo!"
At the same time, Ye Feng, just stepping out of a convenience store, inexplicably sneezed.
"Who's cursing me? I paid this month's rent, didn't I?"
Ye Feng rubbed his nose and continued walking home.
As soon as he got home, Ye Feng heard a system prompt. After tidying up the items from the shopping bag, he opened the system and began browsing. To his surprise, the previously garbled symbols on the illustrated manual now faintly showed some legible characters.
Name: Li Mucheng
Background: Daughter of Li Jing, Li Corporation
Progress: 1% (Additional rewards upon reaching 20%)
...
"Why would Li Mucheng's name appear in the illustrated manual? Could it be that I collect everyone I kidnap? But what's the point of that?"
Ye Feng pondered for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. Eventually, he decided to let it go, as they say, "When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten." For now, survival is the most important.
...
In the evening, after a simple meal, Ye Feng was about to take a shower and go to bed when his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Is this Ye Feng? Your preliminary examination has passed. Please come to the villa entrance tomorrow to discuss further details in person."
"Okay."
The person on the other end was straightforward, quickly hanging up after delivering their message. Ye Feng appreciated this efficiency.
Efficient, quick, and hassle-free.
"Phew... The initial hurdles are finally over. I hope things will go smoother from now on."
...
"What?! Why wasn't I informed beforehand?"
Early the next morning, Li Mucheng's voice rang out in the dining room. Beside her, Ah Fu was bowing his head, saying, "I'm sorry, Miss, but this was Master's order."
"What right does he have to do this? I don't need a tutor! Go back and tell him that I can take care of myself; I don't need his fake concern."
Li Mucheng, who had been quietly eating, suddenly exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her whole body bristling with anger.
"Miss, this is a direct order from Master. We cannot disobey. Please don't make things difficult for us."
"Fine, maybe he's just sending someone to spy on me. My life doesn't need his concern. If he was so caring, why didn't he visit my mother when she was dying?"
As Mucheng spoke, her voice trembled with a hint of tears, and her previously fierce demeanor gradually faded. After a brief moment, she spoke again.
"Where is that person?"
"He's already outside the villa."
"Bring him in."
"Yes."
After Ah Fu left, Mucheng, her hand holding the dining knife trembling slightly, had lost her appetite due to the recent events and immediately threw down her utensils, heading towards her room.
...
"Apologies for the wait, Ye Feng."
Ah Fu led Ye Feng in from the entrance.
"The young lady is currently having breakfast. You might need to wait a bit."
"It's alright. After all, this is part of my future job."
This guy is quite perceptive. Talking to a smart person is indeed simple.
But what Ye Feng was really thinking was that not only could he fulfill the system's task, but he could also earn a substantial salary and improve his living conditions. That would truly be... a rising career!
As they walked, Ye Feng couldn't help but marvel at the luxurious decorations and facilities of the villa, once again appreciating the life of the wealthy.
Upon entering the house, Ah Fu dismissed the maid at the door and led Ye Feng to the drawing room, indicating for him to sit down.
"Mr. Ye Feng, I am representing our company to sign a contract with you for the position of a tutor. Here are the specifics of the contract. Please review them."
Ye Feng quickly skimmed through the document and nodded after finding no issues.
"I have no objections."
"Excellent. We hope you can fulfill the terms of the contract. The current salary is 100,000 yuan per month, with various additional benefits. The contract period is a two-month trial. Do you accept?"
How much? 100,000! So much for a tutor?
Ye Feng forced himself to remain calm, acting as if nothing had happened, and nodded.
"Then... shall we say, a successful partnership?"
"Let's skip the formalities, Mr. Ye Feng. I truly admire you from the bottom of my heart."
Ah Fu smiled, took the signed and thumbprinted contract, handed it to a maid, and then led Ye Feng towards where Li Mucheng was.
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."
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?"
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!"
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.”
