Oh no!
Barbie has passed out!
Even jumping into the Yellow River can't wash this clean!
Now, Lu Zhe was faced with a dreadful problem of how to explain this matter.
Tell the truth?
Hmm...
Bro actually has a system that gives the most suitable solution at certain times.
What I did earlier was the task the system gave me!
...
No, no!
How could I possibly tell others about such a golden finger!
Then...play dead?
Bro is just a hentai who likes the sour and salty taste down there, so what?
Who told you to look so pretty, what's wrong with me taking advantage occasionally?
What's wrong?
Hmm...
This way, my image would probably be completely shattered, and girls would have to look at me through tinted glasses afterwards.
"Although the venom of this scorpion is not potent, it can still make one feel very uncomfortable...
Don't you feel much better after I sucked out the venom?"
Lin Qianqian nodded earnestly: "That's true..."
Shen Bing was shocked: "What? You sucked the place where Qianqian was stung by the scorpion?"
"Ice Sis, didn't you just ask me about the scorpion? I really don't know! At the time, I just saw the fierce-looking scorpion and was afraid it would harm Qianqian, so I gritted my teeth and decided to risk my life to save my companion! And I bravely went forth to suck the venom out for Qianqian."
Qianqian kept nodding, indicating that what Lu Zhe said was true.
Shen Bing breathed, "Lu Zhe, are you sure you didn't have any other ideas at the time?"
"No, no!"
Lu Zhe shook his head like a rattle drum: "At that time, my companion's life was on the line, saving her was more important than anything. How could I think of anything else?!"
The flattery was enough to make Shen Bing laugh and cry: "Cut it out, Sis doesn't buy this!"
Though she said she didn't buy it, her expression showed she was quite flattered.
In fact, she understood that it was hard for a boy to resist such a pretty girl like Qianqian.
Although she felt a little jealous, they had been through life and death together. To still fret over such things would seem somewhat oversensitive.
Lu Zhe's tone became solemn: "Perhaps just as Ice Sis said, it doesn't have much venom. But in the wilderness, when encountering snakes, insects, rats and ants that can't be identified, it is absolutely beneficial to remain vigilant! Take this snake for example..."
Lu Zhe picked up the small red-headed blue-bodied snake: "This is a Blue Coral Snake, commonly known as a Blue Malayan Coral Snake, one of the most beautiful snakes in the world, but under its gorgeous exterior lies the largest venom gland among all snakes, making it extremely dangerous!"
"Really..." Lin Qianqian said in astonishment.
"So dangerous!" Shen Bing also broke out in a cold sweat.
"But generally it is quite docile and won't actively attack humans."
"Why did it crawl towards Ice Sis then!"
Lu Zhe casually said: "It was probably attracted by the sound of water."
Shen Bing blushed: "How is that possible, there's no water here!"
"Is there water?"
Shen Bing took the military water bottle: "There's a creek over there, see, it's completely filled."
Lu Zhe's mind stirred!
So there is a creek at the bottom of this volcano!
"Can the water be drunk?"
"The water looks quite clear to me. There are fish in it. If you're worried about bird droppings, we can boil it!"
Lu Zhe understood what finding this creek here meant: "Let's go take a look!"
The three carefully made their way through the lush vegetation and arrived at the place Ice Sis mentioned!
This creek wasn't far from where they were, at the southeast corner at the bottom of the volcano, nestled among the dense grass.
Roughly estimated, the pond was about 100 square meters. It was right up against the volcanic rock face, with a large tree covering the top of the pond. Quite a few fallen leaves had dropped into the pond.
Lu Zhe noticed the pond was about two meters deep, the bottom clearly visible. Many small fish swam inside. He suddenly reached his hand into the pond, and a group of little fish scattered in fright, but he still accurately caught a one inch long tiger skin fish that thrashed about in his palm.
Lin Qianqian was surprised: "Oh, I raised this kind of fish when I was little, but it seems the color is slightly different. This one is orange-yellow, even prettier."
Shen Bing nodded: "For the same species, they can evolve into different forms in different regions. Some difference is normal."
Qianqian asked: "Water tigers?"
Shen Bing shook her head: "No, it's a large ornamental fish with black and yellow stripes like a tiger."
"Ice Sis knows ornamental fish too?"
"Can't say I study them, just like raising them."
Lu Zhe put the fish back into the pond: "The bird droppings probably brought food for these little fish. It looks like there is a large reserve of bird and fish feces here, but to be honest, the water quality is still pretty good."
Then Lu Zhe observed the source of this water!
He discovered that water was flowing down the rock face above the pond, continuously pouring into the pond.
Yet the water level remained at a fixed height.
This meant that in the exterior of the volcano, there must be a place connected to this pond.
Possibly that lake.
This way, even in heavy rain, water could flow here through the lake, then through the wetlands and tidal flats, eventually emptying into the sea.
"Let's go take a look at the central area!"
The three continued towards the center.
Lu Zhe discovered that the terrain got higher as they went towards the center, with the east and west sides also higher. These areas probably had more sunlight exposure for the plants to grow better, producing more fallen leaves and bird droppings that eventually became soil.
Over hundreds and thousands of years, this formed the terrain pattern of relatively higher central, eastern and western areas, and relatively lower northern and southern sides.
Just then, a tree suddenly shook, its leaves and red flowers swaying slightly, as if coming alive.
This immediately frightened Lin Qianqian so much she didn't dare to move.
"What's going on?"
Qianqian looked at the tree in horror: "I just wiped my muddy foot and it moved!"
Shen Bing immediately became vigilant. Lu Zhe shielded Qianqian and carefully placed his hand on the tree trunk. Information about this tree appeared in his mind!
"Crape myrtle! A plant of the Lythraceae family, Lagerstroemia genus, also called the Sensitive Plant, Pride of India, Queen's flower, Tickle Tree..."
So this was where Emperor Qianlong and Xia Yuhe's daughter came from!
Looking further...
Because its canopy was relatively wide and the trunk slender, when scratched by humans the whole tree would shake, like tickling the soles of a girl's feet.
I see, nothing to make a big fuss about.
However, Lu Zhe next noticed two other things!
One was that this tree feared flooding.
Two was that this seemingly not very large crape myrtle was already over 600 years old.

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.

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.”

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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."