"Come in."
Shen Yi stepped aside and let her in.
Cheng Jun entered the room and looked around curiously.
"Have a seat. My place isn't as nice as yours, a bit smaller," Shen Yi said, guiding her to the sofa while he sat on a chair by the table.
Cheng Jun sat on the sofa, her hands resting on her knees as she glanced around.
Once seated, her loose T-shirt revealed her fair and delicate collarbone, which seemed deep enough to hold a handful of water. Her long, slender legs reflected the light, almost blindingly white, and her bare feet in flip-flops unconsciously curled her tender toes.
"It's quite clean," she commented after looking around.
"The place is small, and there’s not much stuff, so it looks tidy," Shen Yi replied casually, glancing at the room he hadn’t lived in for long.
Cheng Jun pointed to a paper bag on the table and said,
"Try this, I... I made it."
"Sure," Shen Yi replied, taking a piece and putting it in his mouth. After chewing for a while, he nodded in approval,
"Not bad, it's delicious."
Cheng Jun's eyes lit up with a hint of hesitation,
"Really?"
She had been practicing her cooking skills recently. Being naturally smart and eager to learn, her progress had even surprised the housekeeper who taught her.
"Of course," Shen Yi said sincerely. The cookies were sweet but not cloying, no worse than those sold in stores.
Cheng Jun smiled, a genuine smile that blended with her inner expectations, forming a sense of joy.
Seeing her efforts recognized by Shen Yi, she felt it was all worth it.
Even this small sweetness was something she wanted to share only with him.
Shen Yi was almost dazzled by her smile.
"Ding~"
A notification sound came from Shen Yi’s phone.
He opened it and saw that Fu Nanzhi had arrived home and was letting him know she was safe.
He instinctively smiled and sent back a "received" emoji.
Cheng Jun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her happiness seemed to fade instantly.
She vaguely guessed something, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something but held back.
The atmosphere quickly cooled, and not long after, Cheng Jun excused herself. Shen Yi stood up and saw her out.
After she left, Shen Yi walked to the bed and lay down.
He sighed softly and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.
...
The next morning, the sunlight was pleasant, and Shen Yi went out for his usual run.
Just as he exited the neighborhood, a car pulled up beside him.
The window rolled down, and Cheng Jun, wearing sunglasses, greeted him.
Shen Yi waved back. One headed to work, the other to jog, and they went their separate ways.
Watching the taillights of the car, Shen Yi shook his head. A brand-new Porsche in such a modest neighborhood seemed out of place.
Preoccupied with thoughts, Shen Yi only ran for half an hour this time, grabbed a quick breakfast on the roadside, and headed home.
After freshening up, he sat down and pulled out his laptop to start a new day of simulations.
Several web pages were open on the laptop, all containing knowledge he had picked out the night before to study.
A screen unfolded, and Shen Yi clicked on [Text Simulation].
He skipped a long list of instructions and prepared to start the matching process.
"Dating Assistant Reminder: Text Simulation is a reality-based simulation that randomly retrieves players' surroundings for suitable targets. Two targets will be selected, and you can choose one to pursue."
...
...
"Begin matching?"
"Begin matching!"
[Searching...]
"Detected passive gaming behavior!"
"Warning: Passive gaming may lead to unknown risks. Please proceed with caution."
[Penalty: Number of matched targets reduced from 2 to 1.]
[Matching successful!]
Shen Yi's eyes widened in shock at the information before him.
"What?!"
His brilliant idea had barely been used once before it was doomed to fail.
From the system's warnings and penalties, it was clear that exploiting bugs wasn’t possible.
This was a dating simulation game, and it was best not to stray from the main theme.
Clearly, what he had done in yesterday’s simulation was considered slacking off by the system.
"Now I can’t freeload, and I’m being punished..."
Since the system had set these rules, Shen Yi had no choice but to accept them.
The unfortunate part was that his options for pursuing characters had narrowed. From now on, no matter who the system randomly selected, he’d have to grit his teeth and go along with it.
As for the unknown risks mentioned in the warning, Shen Yi didn’t want to test them. He didn’t want to risk losing the system altogether.
There was no use dwelling on it. For now, he had to focus on seriously completing this simulation with the selected target.
With that in mind, Shen Yi prepared to look at the character the system had matched him with.
Name: Shu Yunyi
Gender: Female
Age: 34
Charm: 91
Cup: E
Marital Status: Single
Number of Dates: 7
Experience: 0
Preferences: Aloof, Travel (Details require unlock with pursuit points)
Overall Rating: 94
"This is..."
Shen Yi was stunned, his gaze unfocused.
Despite this being another highly-rated character, Shen Yi felt little joy.
Because he knew her.
Shu Yunyi—such a distant name, or perhaps not so distant, as she had been one of the youngest lecturers during Shen Yi’s university days.
She had also been a prominent figure on campus back then.
A beautiful lecturer in her late twenties, kind-hearted, with a great figure, a gentle voice, and strong expertise.
A single photo of her could set the campus forum ablaze.
She was the object of admiration for countless students, including Shen Yi at the time.
In the naive days of youth, a figure like her had entered their lives, radiating charm effortlessly.
Though unintentional, she had left a profound mark in everyone’s memories, like ribbons of beauty fluttering in their minds.
"It’s her. She’s probably a professor by now," Shen Yi muttered to himself.
The last time he had seen her before graduating, she had already been an associate professor, qualified to mentor graduate students.
Shen Yi’s gaze lingered on the "Single" status, feeling a bit dazed.
"Didn’t I hear she had a boyfriend? She’s 34 now and still unmarried?"
This was something Shen Yi had heard from his seniors. Back then, many had lamented, feeling as though they had all collectively lost their chance.
Now, she was a "leftover woman," still unattached.
Shen Yi looked at the glowing [Start Simulation] button below, and his memories slowly came alive.
"Pursue her?"
[Selected: Shu Yunyi]
[Simulation begins!]
[You are Shen Yi, a 25-year-old high-quality male, physically strong, energetic, handsome, and outstanding, ranking among the best in the crowd.]
[Your goal is to find Shu Yunyi and successfully pursue her.]
[After some thought, you realize you actually know her, though you’re unsure of her current situation.]
[You’ve come up with an idea on how to find her, and based on this clue, you decide to...]
A. Use your college student’s naive wisdom and charge ahead recklessly.
B. Seek out a senior who stayed at the university for clues, letting a familiar face guide you.
C. Put up a banner at the school gate to find her, accusing her of abandoning you.
D. Take free action.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
