Shen Yiyue quickly placed her hand on Ning Yu's wound, and Ning Yu felt a strange sensation in her arm, even a slight tickle.
The cut she had just made on herself healed at a visible speed.
"Little Yu, you're copying how I talk!"
Shen Yiyue gave a reproachful look at the cheeky Ning Yu.
"I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine."
Ning Yu raised her hand, examined the wound, and pinched the healed area with her other hand to test it.
Indeed, it had returned to its original state.
"How many times can you use this power in a short period? Won't you faint?"
Ning Yu raised an obvious concern.
"Actually, I'm already feeling a bit dizzy..."
Shen Yiyue smiled sheepishly, having wanted to give Ning Yu a proper demonstration, but was already close to fainting.
Ning Yu nodded, noting that the side effects were quite apparent.
Then she grabbed Shen Yiyue's hand, and a system prompt appeared in her mind:
[Your friendship level: Intimate]
[Target's origin detected: Time]
[No copyable origin ability]
It seemed that even the evolved version of this ability couldn't be copied, otherwise, she would have gained this healing power too.
"Have you tried it on more serious injuries?"
Ning Yu posed another exploratory question.
"No, I wouldn't dare... wait, what are you doing?"
Shen Yiyue shook her head, still speaking when she saw Ning Yu pull out her knife adorned with blood butterflies.
"Testing it out, of course."
With her [Death Resistance], Ning Yu had become increasingly reckless.
Shen Yiyue remembered how Ning Yu had once stabbed herself and didn't die, recovering completely afterward.
Knowing Ning Yu must have some confidence in what she was doing.
Though concerned, she didn't stop her.
She watched as Ning Yu deeply stabbed her own leg, creating a wound so deep the bone was visible.
Shen Yiyue thought that if it were her, she would have screamed in pain, but Ning Yu merely furrowed her brows slightly, as if it were nothing serious.
The cut seemed to have hit an artery, causing heavy bleeding, though it was all absorbed by Ning Yu's Blood Kite.
Her eyes turned red at an incredible speed, and blood butterflies suddenly began flying around the room.
[Blood Kite upgrade experience +10]
[Blood Kite upgrade experience +10]
The experience gain notifications appeared in Ning Yu's mind, reminding her that this knife could not only strengthen her through sacrificing life force but also gain experience through it.
Shen Yiyue had never seen Ning Yu's eyes turn red up close before. Now, seeing those gorgeous crimson eyes paired with Ning Yu's silver hair created a perfect combination.
If Ning Yu's usual amber eyes portrayed a cold and serene beauty, now she emanated an otherworldly, bewitching allure.
She couldn't help but recall how Ning Yu had protected her that day in the small supermarket.
Seeing Shen Yiyue in a daze, Ning Yu couldn't help but say:
"Sister, if you don't act soon, I might not make it."
"Ah!"
Shen Yiyue suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly placed her hand on Ning Yu's leg wound.
Once again, that strange sensation spread through the leg, though it took a bit longer this time, but Ning Yu's extremely deep wound completely healed.
If Shen Yiyue had had this ability on that day at the supermarket, her own injuries would have healed much better.
"How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"
After healing such a large wound, even Shen Yiyue felt uncertain, but Ning Yu casually stood up and took a couple of steps before sitting back down.
"It's all better now. Your ability is very practical."
Ning Yu gave an honest assessment.
"Hehe, I'm just glad I could help Little Yu..."
Shen Yiyue smiled at Ning Yu, but soon raised her hand to massage her temples.
"Dizzy?"
Ning Yu asked tentatively.
"Yes! I'm dizzy~ Let me lean on you!"
Shen Yiyue promptly lowered her head and fell into Ning Yu's embrace, acting clingy.
Ning Yu hadn't put away her knife yet, but she didn't seem in a hurry to do so. She raised her hand to catch one of the flying blood butterflies.
Then she held it in front of Shen Yiyue who was in her arms:
"Isn't it beautiful?"
Shen Yiyue took it, carefully examining its structure, the patterns on its wings, its curved antennae, and the barely perceptible sensation as it landed on her hand, she couldn't help but exclaim:
"It seems so real."
Ning Yu directed the remaining blood butterflies to circle around them as they chatted and laughed.
Outside, the night was deep, but inside, the scene was delightful.
......
The next day.
Ning Yu borrowed a car from Ji Mengyao, planning to leave the Ark to complete the mission she had accepted from the exploration team yesterday.
However, this time it was mainly for Shen Yiyue to do, training her combat abilities.
The mission location was in a food street, and the task was simply to clear out as many zombies as possible.
This area had previously been a very popular check-in spot, so it had attracted many visitors. With the advent of the apocalypse, it naturally became densely populated with zombies.
After the exploration team had been there, they reported the intelligence back to the Ark base.
There were many zombies here, but the potential rewards were uncertain, so simply put, the cost-effectiveness ratio was relatively low, though this didn't matter to Ning Yu.
More zombies essentially meant more points.
Even while training Shen Yiyue, as long as she used her weapon, all the points would still go to Ning Yu's account.
Feeling bored on the way, Ning Yu seemed to remember something and turned on the car's audio system.
That familiar song "Plastic Love" played once again.
Countless scenes mixed with passing zombies flashed by in the rearview mirror as Ning Yu casually held the steering wheel, imitating Ji Mengyao's style.
She tapped out a "tap tap tap" rhythm on the steering wheel with her fingers following the beat.
Beside her, Shen Yiyue joined in humming the tune, tilting her head, lost in thought.
"Today you'll be taking the lead, and I'll watch over your safety from the side."
Ning Yu remembered something and took out the intermediate T-virus immunity capsule (6 hours) she had exchanged last time from her system space and tossed it to Shen Yiyue.
Shen Yiyue caught it and showed a puzzled expression:
"Wasn't it blue before?"
She vaguely remembered the color of this magical capsule, though it still had that indented "T" letter, but the color had changed to light gold.
This was what she had casually exchanged for last time, and she couldn't be bothered to exchange for a lower-grade one now.
This was just how lavish Ning Yu had become, now sitting on over ten thousand points.
"What, afraid I'm trying to poison you?"
Ning Yu said casually without turning her head.
"No, I just feel like Little Yu knows so many things that I don't."
Shen Yiyue muttered to herself, nodding as she took out some water and swallowed the capsule.
Actually, Ning Yu didn't know where these immunity capsules came from either, the system she possessed was quite mysterious.
She had even dreamed of a girl who looked exactly like her.
There were many things about herself that she couldn't understand.
Before long, they arrived at their destination.
At the entrance of the food street, countless zombies were waiting for their "food" to arrive.
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."
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!"
