"Huh, Ning Yu, are you going out?"
Shen Qianqian was originally sitting on the sofa, reading comics and munching on snacks. Days off school were nothing short of paradise for her.
"Yes."
Ning Yu casually put on a baseball cap and prepared to open the apartment door.
Shen Qianqian was about to say, "I want to come too!" when she suddenly caught a glimpse of her sister's murderous glare.
It took her only 0.5 seconds to realize: This was a situation she shouldn't be part of.
"No problem! I'll just stay home and be a good girl!"
Shen Qianqian very wisely interpreted Shen Yiyue's gaze.
Ning Yu walked out the door and extended her hand to Shen Yiyue.
Was... she asking to hold hands?
Shen Yiyue had just finished putting on her shoes for going out when she saw Ning Yu smiling and extending her hand.
After hesitating for a moment, she stepped out and took Ning Yu's hand, the action feeling very natural.
Come to think of it, they had held hands before, but wasn't it normal for girls to hold hands?
Walking outside, they wouldn't attract strange glances or pointed fingers from others.
But if two boys were holding hands... they would likely receive odd looks from passersby. Why was that?
Feeling the warmth in Ning Yu's hand, Shen Yiyue thought, despite Ning Yu's always cool lips, her hands always seemed to be warm.
This hand-holding was different from before, as it was now between lovers.
She stole a glance at Ning Yu and noticed her expression was very natural, without any trace of nervousness or shyness, just holding her hand openly.
It was probably just her being too nervous. Every time someone passed by, her heart would race, wondering if others were watching them.
But soon, Shen Yiyue got used to the feeling. The two of them walked through the Ark base, looking just like ordinary sisters.
Not many people paid them much attention.
"Where do you want to go?"
The two had arrived at the central open platform, below which were various functional areas of the base.
"I... I'm fine with anything..."
Shen Yiyue was still daydreaming when she suddenly snapped back to reality upon hearing Ning Yu's question.
"What are you nervous about? Is this your first date?"
Ning Yu noticed her unnatural demeanor.
"Though there aren't really any dating facilities in the Ark. No movies, no good food, just a casual stroll."
She began analyzing where they could go.
"W... well, of course..."
Hearing the word "date," Shen Yiyue felt a little sweet, as this was indeed her first date.
Back in school, she had always been a model student, never thinking about such things.
She had heard that in college, there would be plenty of free time to seriously fall in love, to experience a pure romance untainted by societal concerns.
But just as she reached her senior year of high school, the apocalypse arrived.
But maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
Shen Yiyue glanced at Ning Yu beside her, whose silver hair was gently lifted by the breeze.
Luckily, she met Ning Yu.
"Wait! So... Ning Yu, this isn't your first date?"
Shen Yiyue suddenly realized.
"Ning Yu, you said you've only ever liked me..."
Ning Yu was momentarily speechless, as she had indeed "dated" others before, for the sake of missions.
But such "dates" usually ended with someone's life.
"Well... how should I put it? In the past, for work reasons, I've had to 'pretend' to date others."
Ning Yu didn't intend to deceive Shen Yiyue but chose her words carefully, telling the truth without revealing her assassin identity.
"Oh! I get it!"
Shen Yiyue suddenly seemed to understand.
Ning Yu raised an eyebrow, wondering if Shen Yiyue had guessed her assassin identity.
After all, her terrifying methods of killing and torture, combined with the need to "pretend" to date in certain situations, made it easy to deduce.
But that was fine; even if Shen Yiyue knew about her assassin identity, what would it matter?
Ning Yu didn't think Shen Yiyue would start fearing her because of it.
"Ning Yu, did you used to be one of those... rental boyfriends from novels?"
Shen Yiyue said confidently, revealing an answer that nearly made Ning Yu lose her balance.
Uh... she had overestimated Shen Yiyue's "intelligence."
Ning Yu decided to go along with it and improvised:
"Yes, back then, when I was in school and struggling financially, I did that to make a living. You're so smart, Yiyue."
Ning Yu put on an expression that said, "I can't hide anything from you," and then asked:
"Would you... mind?"
"Of course not."
Shen Yiyue shook her head.
"Because Ning Yu, you said you've only ever liked me. I believe you."
This was indeed the truth, but it still made Ning Yu feel a pang of guilt. Maybe she should find a better opportunity to tell Shen Yiyue more about her past.
But revealing too much at once wasn't beneficial. After all, there was plenty of time ahead, and she could take things slowly.
As they arrived at the square in the Ark's functional area, Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue noticed a crowd gathering toward one spot.
It was nearing evening, and most people had finished work, ready to have dinner.
Some Ark jobs continued after dinner, but they came with higher pay.
However, most people had ordinary jobs, so they usually returned to their apartments to rest in the evening. To some extent, this had formed a kind of order similar to the previous world.
This was one reason the Ark provided a sense of security.
"Let's go check it out?"
Ning Yu suggested to Shen Yiyue, as they weren't sure what to do in the base.
"Okay~"
Shen Yiyue didn't really care where they went or if anything interesting happened. To her, just walking hand in hand with Ning Yu was enough to feel immense happiness.
Following the direction where the crowd was gathering, Ning Yu's sharp eyesight allowed her to spot the center of the crowd from a distance.
In the cleared circle was a young man holding a guitar.
So it's this guy, Ning Yu thought with a smile. She didn't expect him to be so popular in the Ark now.
The young man casually tuned his guitar and began strumming.
A murmur of anticipation rose from the crowd, indicating that some had come to listen to him multiple times.
【The traveler wandering in endless desert, seeking a grave out of despair】
【Just as he's about to stop, a hummingbird's song reaches his ear】
It was a song they hadn't heard before, a melancholy tune with a touch of sorrow, and the young man's voice had a deliberately rugged tone, making it sound quite appealing.
Ning Yu held Shen Yiyue's hand as they stood among the crowd, quietly listening along with all the passersby.
In the apocalypse, this was one of the few moments of peace people could enjoy.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
