Yu Ze, an experienced haunted-house enthusiast who stumbled into an infinite world, got himself a strange garbage-recycling System.
From then on, brain teasers were no longer his concern. All he wanted was to quietly devote himself to picking up trash.
When faced with complicated, baffling puzzles...
Everyone looked at Yu Ze, who was busy picking up trash, with exasperation and undisguised disdain. They sneered maliciously, calling him a crazy maniac who was out of his mind and could do nothing but stupidly grin while collecting garbage.
Unfazed, Yu Ze elegantly ripped the bloodstained clothes off a corpse. The System chimed.
[Recycling rate has reached 100%. Based on the Host's personal attributes, one essential skill for clearing stages has been unlocked: Seduction.]
Yu Ze was at a complete loss.
Yu Ze tried to use the skill, intending to charm the burliest man on the team into protecting him. But then...
A man in a black cloak and a bizarre mask appeared before him. With a series of god-tier moves, he led everyone to a successful clear. As he was about to leave, he accidentally dropped a hard, dark, and oddly shaped object.
Yu Ze stared blankly, thinking, Could this be a token of love in the form of garbage?
Not wanting to hurt the man's feelings, he quickly picked it up.
The black-clad man's hand froze before he could reach out.
Yu Ze was about to put it in his pocket, but the thing was recycled on the spot, and his recycling rate, which had just hit zero, instantly maxed out!
In the next instance, Yu Ze thought the seduction effect had long since worn off, but unexpectedly, he ran into the black-clad man again. The man shamelessly stuck to him like a shadow.
Yu Ze: Why do you keep following me?
Black-clad man: I'm fucking lovestruck.
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In 2057, Earth was affected by an unknown energy. Daylight hours kept shrinking, and darkness claimed most of people's lives.
This was Mo Yang's tenth day in Yunya City, having arrived from a distant star system.
To restart the signal device, he searched desperately for a new energy source. At last, he detected a strange correlation fluctuation at Yunya No. 1 High School.
Without wasting a moment, Mo Yang enrolled in Class 1, Grade 12 as a transfer student. He immediately pinpointed the source of the energy fluctuation: Zhuang Yan, the PE student sitting in the back of the classroom.
After some effort, he secured a seat beside Zhuang Yan.
To find out where the energy came from, Mo Yang took the initiative, focusing on making a good impression on Zhuang Yan and building a "brotherly" relationship.
The naive Mo Yang searched the internet for all kinds of nonsense.
"Give Your Desk Mate These Ten Gifts and He'll Be in Tears!"
"One Sentence Made My Best-Bro Desk Mate Burst into Tears!"
"If He's Your Bro, Give Him These Ten Amazing Gifts!"
So Zhuang Yan received all sorts of ridiculous gifts every day, while Mo Yang spent his days racking his brains to find more ridiculous gifts.
But it wasn't working very well.
Realizing that a gift had to come from the heart, Mo Yang decided he needed to break into Zhuang Yan's heart, thoroughly and completely. He began watching him, tailing him, and secretly acting like his little shadow.
When Zhuang Yan found out, he gave Mo Yang a stern warning.
After that, Zhuang Yan never received another weird gift.
The sudden change left Zhuang Yan unsettled, his heart full of uncertainty.
#It's fun to tease him for a while, but winning him back is a whole different story#
After going to great lengths, Zhuang Yan finally found a chance to talk heart-to-heart. He followed Mo Yang home and, seeing the detached villa, fell into deep thought...
#What's it like to discover your not-so-bright desk mate is loaded?#
In the dim night, a tipsy Zhuang Yan lay on Mo Yang and accidentally touched a hidden port at the back of his head, concealed beneath his hair.
#What's it like when your rich desk mate has a USB port?#
Zhuang Yan: I admit, I'm a little stubborn, and a little smitten.
Theme: Everything has its own definition and value, even garbage that no one cares about.
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Wait, is it that short? I was the first to collect it!! (#?Д?)
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I was in tears, but I actually followed, and the author was so angry!
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