Everlasting Dream - Chapter 91: Deeper!

Fade was a legendary assassin that could kill just about anyone, as long as the price was right and the reason was just.

One day as he was reminiscing about his life when he lost someone important, he fell asleep. When he woke up he was in a weird place, a different body, a different world.

A powerless and humble village cadre, Ji Yang, unintentionally has an encounter with a gorgeous married woman in a KTV.When the new female secretary at the township party committee struggles to find a starting point for her work, she recognizes the man she had a previous encounter with.Unexpectedly, Ji Yang is nominated by Chu Shuyuan to become the director of the Party and Government Office, marking the beginning of his rise in the bureaucratic world.In the intricate Qingyuan Township, Ji Yang continuously collaborates with the female secretary to navigate and battle various forces. Meanwhile, beautiful married women and ambitious ladies seeking promotion surround him.Ji Yang showcases exceptional political artistry.A classmate who has been plotting against the protagonist comes to light. Ji Yang infiltrates the opposition, skillfully entangles with the classmate's three beautiful sisters for mutual benefit, meticulously planning, leading one force and rival after another to fall in the path of Ji Yang.Ji Yang's calmness, charisma, and shrewdness, along with a family secret technique, captivate every woman who approaches him.Effortlessly engaging with these women, Ji Yang thrives, rising from the director of the Party and Government Office to ultimately enjoying the pleasures of both power and beauty.

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.

The Swordmaster who has returned by chance to save the world!