Now in the game, the first reaction of the immortals is to see if that familiar name is there.
"Wow, Miss Zhaoxue is here, Dian Bei must be here too, retreat, retreat, retreat."
This is when they see Zhaoxue's kill notice.
"Wow, it's that man, slipped away, slipped away."
This is seeing with their own eyes.
"What should I do, I shot Dian Bei?"
"It's over."
"Find a shady place to lie down, the corpse won't rot easily."
This is when it's already over.
The live streaming area of the wilderness survival game is also peaceful, and there is no longer any argument over whether the streamer is using cheats.
Whether they use cheats or not, one shot at Dian Bei will let you know.
"Boss, when can your plan be launched?"
Lizi was still worried about what happened during the day.
What if he comes to deliver breakfast every day from now on, she really doesn't want to receive it, okay.
It's better to end this messy relationship as soon as possible.
"What's wrong, that Gan Zhe came again? Then let's do it this weekend."
In fact, not only Lizi was anxious, Ye Bufan was also a little anxious.
It was just that his script was not finished yet.
Used to being lazy, he really didn't want to write.
Writing is so tiring.
Every day the waist is sore, the back hurts, and the legs cramp.
Writing is not as fun as playing games.
Slacking off, slacking off, must slack off.
Setting it for the weekend was not unreasonable.
Usually Lizi still had to go to work, only weekends would be free to go shopping.
Of course the main reason was that Ye Bufan's procrastination had reached an advanced stage.
The more he could drag it out the better.
The sad working days, the difficult transition.
These days, Gan Zhe still insisted on coming to deliver breakfast every day.
By the weekend, Lizi finally got the long-awaited script.
After reading the whole thing, Lizi had a sentence that she didn't know whether to say or not.
"Boss, can I improvise?"
The general content of the script she had already understood.
But those lines were so embarrassing.
"Do whatever you want."
Although Ye Bufan was very unhappy with actors not following the script, he didn't refuse either.
After all, this was a script he had slackly written.
Three hours gaming, three seconds writing.
No need to mention the quality.
Among them, the classic female supporting role has appeared.
Zuo Guai happily stepped into the mall.
Yesterday, she somehow received a large bonus.
Today, of course, she had to go out shopping.
Huh?
Isn't that Lizi and that rich second generation?
Zuo Guai immediately became alert, there was big news!
She took out her phone and gently snapped a photo, capturing their sweet silhouette.
Beep Beep
Beep Beep
Weekend orders were obviously more, and occasionally a live person would pop up in the live stream.
Gan Zhe, excited with chicken blood, was planning to go all out.
Suddenly he saw the message on FlyPigeon.
Lizi!!!
Seeing that silhouette, he recognized it immediately.
Three years of feelings, three years of contact.
No one knew that woman better than him.
But what was that man next to her?
Cheating?
Driven by curiosity, Gan Zhe finally saw Zuo Guai's message behind.
Pauper's Business Street.
Without hesitation, Gan Zhe decisively closed the live stream and rushed to the scene.
At the scene
"Get a little closer."
Lizi was very dissatisfied. This male lead was too unprofessional!
Standing so far away, who could see they were a couple?
Those who didn't know would think they were strangers.
"Miss, I'm already very close."
Dian Bei's voice trembled.
He had already seen no less than ten men in black.
All of them looked fierce, as if they couldn't wait to swallow someone whole.
This was not shopping!
It was simply like going down to the eighteenth level of hell!
"Ah... Ah... Don't... Don't..."
Dian Bei jerked his arm back from Lizi as if electrocuted.
Was this a woman he could touch?
He was afraid his arm would be ripped off in the next second.
Lizi was speechless, was that necessary?
Seeing Gan Zhe in the distance getting closer and closer.
Lizi decided to seize Dian Bei's finger.
Try to break free?
Couldn't break free.
She was holding too tight!
Cold sweat kept pouring from Dian Bei's forehead. He could no longer feel the existence of his finger.
"You, you... So what they said was true, you really latched onto a tycoon."
Gan Zhe yelled from afar.
Now he just felt cuckolded.
"Yes, so what?"
Lizi looked righteous.
Dian Bei...
Ignored.
Completely devoid of acting skills, just shaking by himself.
"What's wrong with me that you would cheat?"
Gan Zhe's fingers were also shaking.
"Cheating? Classmate, you have to take responsibility for your words. We broke up already."
Lizi didn't know how many times she had said they broke up already, she was almost speechless.
"Three years, our three years of feelings, can it not compare to the allure of money?"
Gan Zhe's fingers kept trembling as he pointed at them.
"Why do you say it like that? If you can have money, why insist on living in poverty?"
Lizi tried to make herself sound more powerful.
"Why can't you just wait for me? I'm about to succeed!"
Gan Zhe thought of the few new followers who had just joined his stream.
He felt unusually angry. He was just about to succeed.
Why, why couldn't she just wait for him?
"Let me make it clear. Because you don't have money, he has money. Do you understand now?"
Lizi shamelessly hung her materialistic face on herself.
And poked the trembling man next to her.
It was your turn, why were you shaking?
"Ah, yes... yes... I..."
What kind of teammate was this?
Seeing Dian Bei who had forgotten his lines, Lizi felt even a dog on a leash would be more useful.
"I just like that he has money, I am materialistic."
"A marriage without material foundation is like loose sand, it scatters with the slightest shake."
"Without money, what can you use to guarantee our future life?"
"Just relying on the empty pie in the sky you paint with your mouth?"
"You're not the boss, and I'm not your employee. The pie is too big, I can't eat it."
"Besides, the boss still keeps back some crumbs to maintain the horse's strength."
"But you? What have you given? Yet you want the horse to run without eating grass? Do you think I'm that stupid?"
Without the cooperation of a pig teammate, Lizi could only self-direct and self-act, making things up as she went.
Fortunately, she had been watching a lot of TV recently, so she could just plagiarize those lines.
"I... I didn't not give you grass to eat. Every holiday and birthday, didn't I give you gifts?"
"Do you know how much time and how many orders I had to do to earn back the money for those gifts?"
"When receiving gifts, why didn't you say no? Now you're talking to me about money?"
"How did I not realize you were this kind of person before?"
Gan Zhe yelled loudly, attracting the eyes of people around them.
Many people pointed fingers at Lizi.
As if she had done something unforgivable.

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”