"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.

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!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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.”