Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Shen Yi lost his appetite and hastily packed up his meal box before sitting down again to look at the basic information of his second potential dating target.
Name: Jian Leyi
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Charm: 78
Cup Size: C
Marital Status: Single
Number of Dates: 169
Number of Partners: 0
Personality Traits: Materialistic, Irritable (details need to be unlocked with strategy points)
Overall Rating: 81
"Hmm... she plays the field quite a bit. Her high charm score doesn't translate to a higher overall rating, perhaps because of her numerous dating experiences?"
Even though Yang Nan's looks couldn't compare to Jian Leyi's, the gap in their overall ratings was surprisingly small. There must be some hidden scoring mechanism at work.
But Shen Yi didn't dwell on it for long. This was essentially a dating simulation game, and the overall rating equated to the difficulty level of pursuing someone.
Setting aside these system-generated character traits, common sense would suggest that someone more open would be easier to pursue than someone conservative.
Shen Yi clicked on the personality traits section, and a prompt immediately appeared:
"Dating Assistant Reminder: Personality traits are comprehensive assessments of the dating target, including likes, dislikes, tendencies, personality, and various internal and external factors."
"Please note that traits are fixed while preferences are dynamic. The more points you spend, the more detailed descriptions you'll unlock."
"Each dating target initially displays two random attributes, with the rest requiring strategy points to unlock. Making good use of strategy points will help you gain more information and speed up your progress."
"Strategy points refresh at a rate of one per calendar day, with an additional point awarded for each successful first date."
"Keep up the good work!"
Shen Yi nodded in understanding. As a veteran player, he was familiar with such progress-limiting mechanics present in almost every game, and he accepted it without concern.
Clicking 'Next,' the interface changed.
A chat program popped up with "Messages" at the top, and both girls' avatars appeared in the list, each with three heart gauges below them.
Shen Yi casually clicked on Yang Nan's name, and a chat window appeared. When his finger touched the dialogue box, he was surprised to find that instead of fixed dialogue options, he actually had to type his own messages.
Finding this fresh and interesting, Shen Yi held his phone and experimentally typed "hi."
Yang Nan's avatar bounced, instantly replying with a "hello."
Nodding with satisfaction, Shen Yi wasn't particularly surprised. Given how advanced AI had become, with its complete logic systems, basic conversation frameworks were guaranteed to work.
As long as you weren't deliberately trying to be difficult, there were few nonsensical responses.
Excluding work-related communications, chatting with girls was actually something Shen Yi had little experience with, and he wasn't sure where to begin the conversation.
However, when he approached this as a puzzle game, his thoughts suddenly became clear. Remembering the girl's noted interests in literature and pets, he decided to start there.
Although he knew he was talking to an AI, the whole process, along with the serious descriptions and high-definition real photos, successfully drew him in.
The game flow was straightforward, and Shen Yi naturally skipped the small talk about himself, instead focusing on his clear objective of asking the girl out. He started typing away.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
"I heard you like literature, what kind of books do you usually read?"
After sending the message, it didn't take long before the avatar bounced, and sure enough, Yang Nan quickly replied with a long message:
"How did you know?"
"I've been re-reading Stendhal's 'The Red and the Black' lately, do you like it too?"
"I love Mademoiselle de la Mole in it, she's passionate yet pure, persistent in personality yet full of rebellion..."
Shen Yi watched the long paragraph in the chat box, as if there was really a young woman enthusiastically sharing her thoughts on the screen.
Even if he wasn't the brightest, he knew what to reply now. This was the conversation topic, and with this lead-in, they could keep the conversation going back and forth.
Shen Yi quickly stood up, typing his reply with one hand while pulling his laptop out of his bag with the other.
"Perhaps it's a meeting of minds."
"Yes, I also admire this French writer, and I've naturally read his masterpiece."
While continuing to reply, Shen Yi hurriedly opened his computer to search for information about "The Red and the Black."
He knew this classic and had read a bit of it in college, but he'd basically forgotten everything except for the character Julien. To give a meaningful response, he'd need to cheat a little.
'Damn these game designers, why make it so obscure? It would've been better if she liked Lu Xun's works...'
While internally grumbling, Shen Yi casually selected some key points from a short review and copied them into his reply.
As expected, after sending the message, the other side became even more responsive.
Yang Nan's avatar kept bouncing as she sent several long messages.
At this point, however, Shen Yi didn't want to drag on the conversation with the AI. After a few perfunctory exchanges, he went straight to the point.
"Are you free now? Why don't we meet up?"
Following the standard dating game invitation process, Shen Yi clicked send.
After the message was sent, the other side seemed to freeze at the sudden invitation, taking a while before responding:
"Huh? Right now? But it's quite late."
Shen Yi's eyes lit up, noting that the rejection wasn't firm. He quickly pressed on:
"I prefer talking face to face rather than through a screen, to discuss more about literature with you."
These words were direct, almost crude, something Shen Yi would never say in real life, but he sent them without hesitation now.
Yang Nan's avatar stopped bouncing for a long time, as if hesitating...
Three minutes passed, and just as Shen Yi was getting impatient, Yang Nan finally replied:
"We still don't know each other well enough, maybe next time."
"It's late, I need to rest..."
After all that back and forth, she still refused. Suddenly, Shen Yi's phone vibrated, and the screen lit up with pink light around the edges. A heart appeared in the center and burst with a pop.
One of the three hearts below Yang Nan's avatar emptied, leaving only two still lit.
Then her avatar grayed out, stopping Shen Yi who was about to type a response.
'Looks like each character only gets three invitation attempts, is this some kind of guarantee mechanism?'
This failure didn't particularly affect Shen Yi, as it was just an experiment anyway. Although their chat was pleasant, it was very brief.
Based on typical game hidden affection mechanics, this invitation was unlikely to succeed.
Shen Yi had originally planned to proceed if successful, and if not, to slowly build up 'affection' through chat, but he didn't expect the game to break from convention by preventing continued 'harassment' after rejection.
Looking at the time, it was already 12:30 AM without him noticing. Shen Yi went to the bathroom to get ready for bed, planning to continue playing while lying down.
This game is quite interesting, he thought.

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.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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?"