Yang Kai swung his legs over the side of the bed, steadying himself before sliding to the floor. Chen Zu hurried forward, offering a supportive arm to help him stand. Yang Kai glanced at him briefly, then stretched his limbs, feeling out the unfamiliar body.
So these are the real friends of this body's previous owner, he thought, rolling his shoulders. They're good people—to wait here for days just to see him recover.
Bon Min's mischievous grin broke the brief silence. He leaned in, eyes glinting with teasing curiosity. "Hey, bastard," he said with a suggestive tone, "did you spot a sexy girl and get so distracted you crossed the street without even looking at the traffic light?"
Yang Kai's expression remained perfectly flat. Inside, he was conflicted.
Why does this Yang Kai have such lustful friends but hearts of gold? And wait… this boy's name is Yang Kai too? That's… impossible. What are the odds?
He shook the thought away and answered casually, "Well, I saw Won Kaolin. So I ran toward her, but that's when the car hit me."
The room went still. Bon Min, Chen Zu, and Hang Chen froze, their faces turning serious. Hang Chen was the first to speak, disbelief sharpening his tone.
"Don't joke about that. She left Jinan nine days ago."
Yang Kai's brows furrowed. The memory confirms she really did leave… but this body's owner saw her. I can feel it. I have his memories now—he wasn't mistaken.
His voice slipped out, tinged with shock. "Nine days?"
Chen Zu blinked. "What about nine days?"
Yang Kai turned his gaze on them, his tone steady but edged with curiosity. "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Five days," Bon Min replied.
Yang Kai's lips moved in a quiet murmur, low enough that they couldn't catch the words. "So… I fought in the spiritual sea for five days…"
Bon Min squinted. "What? Couldn't hear you."
Chen Zu added, "Yeah, what'd you say?"
Before Yang Kai could respond, the door creaked open. The nurse with glasses stepped in, holding a clipboard stacked with papers. Her professional voice broke the tension. "Patient Yang, you can pay the bill now."
Yang Kai turned to her and nodded. "Alright."
He and his friends stepped out of Room 211, their footsteps echoing in the hallway as they made their way toward the reception desk. Yang Kai walked slightly ahead, his gaze distant, lost in thought.
Behind him, Bon Min, Chen Zu, and Hang Chen exchanged looks, suspicion flickering across their faces. Bon Min leaned closer to the others and whispered, "Hey… is it just me, or is he acting… different?"
Hang Chen lowered his voice. "No, you're not imagining things. He's definitely acting strange."
Chen Zu nodded slowly, his eyes following Yang Kai's straight-backed figure. "Strange, yeah… but don't you think he looks… better somehow? Even in hospital clothes, he's… kind of handsome now."
Bon Min playfully smacked Chen Zu on the back of the head. "We're not talking about his face, you freak," he muttered, rolling his eyes. Chen Zu rubbed the sore spot, grumbling under his breath.
Yang Kai ignored their bickering, his attention fixed on the glowing yellow profile window hovering before him as he walked.
Hmm… my strength is pathetic, he thought, eyes narrowing. And there's nothing here about cultivation at all.
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[Profile Window]
Name: Yang Kai
Sex: Male
Age: 21
Account Balance: 10,700 Yuan
Job: Unemployed
Net Worth: None
Strength: 10 (Ordinary Human)
Intelligence: 15 (Super Human)
Appearance: 6/10 (Decent Look)
[S-Points: 0]
[Click Here To See Host's Physique]
[Click Here To See Incomplete Mission]
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His gaze flicked to the two options at the bottom. Incomplete mission… let's see what kind of task I've been handed.
The profile window dissolved, replaced by another bright screen.
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[Incomplete Playboy Missions]
Target: Lin Quizu | Age: 21 | Body Count: 0 | Love Experience: 0
Mission: Raise Lin Quizu's favorability to 90% or above for a surprise reward. If it reaches 100%, she will become completely loyal to the host.
Mission Rewards:
1. Surprise Reward
2. Appearance +1
3. Random Skill ×1
4. S-Points +100
Current Favorability: 0
Progress: 1%
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Yang Kai's expression twisted into a grimace. What the hell is this? I was expecting some life-or-death assassination task, not… taming a girl!
He sent the thought toward the hovering window. System, what kind of nonsense mission is this supposed to be?
The mission window faded away. A calm robotic voice resonated in his mind.
"I am the Playboy System. I provide the host with money and women. Through these, the host gains power."
Yang Kai sighed heavily, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Fine. If it's women you want, I'm good at winning them over… though, usually only for dual cultivation.
Still brooding over the absurdity of it all, he followed his friends to the reception desk. The girl behind the counter glanced up as they approached.
"Sir, how can I help you?" she asked politely.
Yang Kai shook himself from his thoughts, meeting her eyes with a charming smile. "I need to pay the bill under the name Yang Kai."
She returned the smile, fingers flying across the keyboard as she checked the records. After a moment, she looked back up.
"Sir, your total bill comes to 5,000 Yuan."
Yang Kai's smirk widened just slightly as he reached for the payment, his mind already spinning with plans. So… this is the mortal world. And this ridiculous system thinks it can control me? Let's see who controls who.
Seconds after paying the bill, Yang Kai and his three friends—Bon Min, Chen Zu, and Hang Chen—made their way back toward Room 211 to collect the discharge papers. They walked casually, chatting among themselves about nothing in particular, the air between them light.
Suddenly, Bon Min's shoulder brushed against a passing woman. She wore heavy makeup that failed to hide her wrinkles, and her designer bag and glittering jewelry screamed wealth. The impact was light, but the woman stumbled dramatically and fell to the floor with a gasp.
The four young men stopped at once. Bon Min, startled, stepped forward.
"Miss, I'm sorry, it was my mistake," he said, extending a hand to help her up.
The woman slapped his hand away with a sharp smack, her voice shrill and cutting.
"You poor bastard! How dare you try to touch me!"
She turned her head toward an older man standing nearby, speaking into his phone. Her painted lips trembled theatrically.
"Honey! Look—they're trying to flirt with me!"
Yang Kai and his friends stared at her, dumbfounded.
Is this old witch insane? Yang Kai thought, his brow twitching. Her painted face is nightmare fuel, and she thinks we're flirting with her?
The woman's outburst caught the old man's attention. He cut off his call mid-sentence and strode toward her quickly. Reaching her side, he helped her to her feet and scanned the four young men with an angry glare.
"Are they bullying you, honey?" he asked gravely.
The woman gave him a pitiful, trembling look, her voice full of feigned distress.
"Yeah, they tried to flirt with me."
Bon Min's face contorted like he was about to vomit.
The old man's eyes narrowed. He turned on Yang Kai and his friends, his voice sharp with indignation.
"Damn bastards, you dare flirt with my wife?"
Yang Kai stepped forward calmly, his expression unreadable, and spoke in a measured tone.
"Sir, you're misunderstanding. My friend barely brushed her shoulder, and she fell. She's overreacting."
The old man jabbed a finger toward Yang Kai's face, his anger rising.
"Bastard, do you even know who I work for?"
Yang Kai rubbed his temple with two fingers, exhaling through his nose.
Huh, just like in the Immortal World—always relying on someone powerful to back you up.
"I don't care," Yang Kai replied coolly. "Even if you're the country president himself."
The old man let out an arrogant laugh, pulling out his phone with a flourish.
"Hah! You're finished. You'll pay for this. I'm a manager at Han Group."
Chen Zu's jaw dropped. His voice cracked in disbelief.
"Han Group? That's one of the biggest companies in Jinan!"
The old man smirked. "Scared now, aren't you?"
Yang Kai's expression didn't change. He said evenly, "Oh… Han Baiyan. So you work for him."
The old man stiffened. Hearing Han Baiyan's name spoken so casually, his confidence wavered.
"You brat! Han Baiyan is the richest tycoon in Jinan, and you dare to speak his name so lightly? Are you tired of living?"
Yang Kai met his glare without blinking. Inside, he sneered.
Why shouldn't I speak his name casually? I was Demon King Yang Kai in the Immortal World—these little threats are nothing.
Without hesitation, Yang Kai slipped his broken phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, there was so many massages but he tapped into a special group: All Big Shots. His fingers danced over the screen as he typed a short message:
Xuan Yan(Yang Kai): "Mr. Han, my friend Yang Kai having a problem with a man who claims he's a manager from your company."
He hit send with a faint smirk. His calm demeanor only made Bon Min, Chen Zu, and Hang Chen exchange uneasy glances—while the old man and his wife stared, still convinced they had the upper hand.