Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Inside the bar downstairs from the Love Apartment building.

Lin Wanyu noticed a Steinway grand piano in the corner and thought she should have Lin Yao play it.

After all, in her mind, not long ago Lin Yao took out a photo and introduced himself to Hu Yifei, Zeng Xiaoxian and others as his classmate.

They also graduated from the music academy.

Then we need to verify it properly.

It really is the same academy, I just don't remember. You can tell by looking at their performance level.

As for Lu Zhanbo's date with Officer Mo Lan, Lin Wanyu was also keeping an eye on it, and at the same time, she wanted to listen to the piano while watching the fun.

Lin Yao, having learned of Lin Wanyu's ulterior motives, did not refuse.

At that moment, Lin Yao was slowly walking towards the piano. He sat down, his fingertips gently brushing across the cool keys.

The surrounding noise did not seem to affect him.

With his eyes lowered, Lin Yao exuded a calm aura that was completely different from the atmosphere of the bar.

When the first note leaped from the piano keys, the entire bar seemed to be muted.

It is Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 2.

A soothing and melodious tune began to play.

The sound of the piano pierced through the noise and reached the ears of every customer.

Some people stopped talking, their hands holding wine glasses hovering in mid-air, their eyes filled with surprise.

Someone turned their head, their gaze unconsciously following the figure in front of the piano.

Some people even put down their wine glasses, rested their chins on their hands, and leaned forward slightly, seemingly listening attentively.

They might not understand music theory or chords, nor be able to discern the background of the piece's creation.

Yet one can truly feel the gentleness and tranquility in the melody, and find the music incredibly beautiful.

In a corner next to the bar, Qin Yumo sat alone, with a barely touched Margarita in front of her, the salt crystals on the rim of the glass having melted slightly.

She frowned slightly, a lingering sense of annoyance still visible in her eyes.

The argument she had with her boyfriend Richard during the day was still lingering in her mind, making her feel a tightness in her chest.

She had heard about her best friend Wu Yifei and Lu Zhanbo's story and wanted to join in the fun, while also coming to the bar to drown her sorrows.

But they never expected to encounter such a sudden performance.

As the sound of the piano drifted into her ears, Qin Yumo's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

She picked up her glass, took a sip of the chilled liquor, and felt the refreshing mint and tequila flavors spread across her tongue. Her gaze fell on Lin Yao, her eyes sparkling.

The melody soothed her anxiety and unease, and an indescribable sense of peace quietly spread through her.

In the booth diagonally opposite the piano, Lin Wanyu was resting her chin on her hand, her elbow on the smooth tabletop, her gaze fixed on Lin Yao.

As a top student who graduated from an art college, Wanyu has a much deeper understanding of classical music than most people present.

She had heard countless versions of Chopin's concerto, from live recordings by world-class masters to stumbling practice versions by her music conservatory classmates, but she had never heard such an interpretation.

The slow melody carries a tender and lingering charm that almost draws the listener in.

As the music ended, the last note slowly dissipated into the air, its lingering melody still gently swaying under the lamplight.

The bar was quiet for a few seconds, then erupted in enthusiastic applause, and some people even whistled.

"One more song."

"That's amazing."

Lin Yao simply nodded slightly and got up to walk towards the booth.

Lin Wanyu met his gaze, her eyes filled with surprise and her tone full of admiration:

"Lin Yao, you play so well."

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow, sat down opposite her, and casually picked up the lemonade on the table and took a sip:

"As long as you like it."

"..."

Hearing these words, Lin Wanyu was filled with joy.

During their casual conversation, Lin Yao seemed to notice something and frowned slightly.

In addition to the aromas of wine, coffee, and the faint scent of gardenias emanating from Wan Yu, there was also a very faint, pungent powdery smell in the air.

The smell was very subtle, mixed in with the noisy atmosphere, and could not be detected at all without careful listening.

His gaze turned cold as he subtly swept across several corners of the bar, his eyes finally settling on the bathroom door.

There, two men were standing furtively.

One of them kept glancing at the group of young girls drinking alone by the bar, a malicious smile playing on his lips.

Their movements were very discreet, taking advantage of the moment when the bartender turned around to get the drinks.

One of them quickly moved closer to the wine glass of a girl with a ponytail.

With a flick of his finger, a speck of white powder silently fell into the wine, a move so practiced it was almost unbelievable.

Lin Yao's eyes instantly darkened, all warmth vanished, leaving only a chilling aura.

Bars are often places where filth and corruption reside.

However, Lin Yao's initial reason for acquiring this bar, besides nostalgia from his youth, was also because he felt the environment there was nice.

I never expected that after the acquisition, these rats would appear. They're asking for trouble.

Lin Yao remained calm, said something to Lin Wanyu, and got up to walk towards the restroom without attracting anyone's attention.

The two men were huddled together, talking smugly in hushed tones. You could vaguely hear them saying things like, "This chick is pretty" and "There's going to be a good show tonight."

Lin Yao walked behind them, his aura instantly becoming chilling. He reached out and his fingertips brushed across their necks, the movement so fast that it was impossible to see.

Before the two men could finish speaking, they froze on the spot.

He spoke of the terrifying suffocation and fear of death, his eyes wide open, his pupils filled with terror and disbelief.

They tried to call for help, but found they couldn't even make a sound; all they could make were hoarse noises, and all their strength had been drained from their bodies.

In no time, the two turned into dust and vanished without a trace.

The whole process was completely silent.

Moreover, although Lin Yao simply killed the two men, he also extracted information about the merchants who collected these drugs from their memories.

They all have to die.

Lin Yao washed his hands, the cool tap water running over his fingertips. Looking at his calm face in the mirror, his eyes were indifferent. He then walked out of the bathroom.

……

The next day, around noon, a series of noisy footsteps broke the tranquility of the apartment.

The door to room 3603 creaked open, and Lü Ziqiao and Chen Meijia walked in one after the other.

Both of them were carrying large and small bags of luggage, and Lu Ziqiao also had a bulging backpack slung over his shoulder.

A thin layer of sweat clung to his forehead, and a strand of his hair was damp with sweat.

"I'm exhausted."

Chen Meijia put her pink suitcase down on the ground, rubbed her sore arms, and complained with a grimace.

"Lu Ziqiao, are you even a man? There are so many things, can't you help me carry more? My hands are about to break."

"Hey, hey, Chen Meijia, mind your image."

Lu Ziqiao quickly put down his backpack, moved closer to her, and whispered a reminder, glancing warily at both sides of the corridor as he spoke.

"Don't forget, if we run into acquaintances later, we're now a 'loving couple' and should enjoy the couple's roommate discount. What kind of behavior is this?"

Chen Meijia rolled her eyes at him, but still subconsciously straightened her bangs, tugged at her dress, forced a sickeningly sweet smile, and softened her voice:

"Okay, okay, I'm just exhausted."

"That's more like it."

Lu Ziqiao nodded in satisfaction and reached out to put his arm around Chen Meijia's shoulder, but she subtly dodged him.

Chen Meijia glared at him and mouthed silently, "Don't touch me, you're overacting."

Lu Ziqiao reluctantly withdrew his hand, touched his nose, and was about to retort when he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.

"Someone's coming, stand still!"

Lu Ziqiao quickly grabbed Chen Meijia's hand and deliberately shook it, wearing a standard "loving boyfriend" smile.

Lin Yao and Lin Wanyu were walking over from the stairwell.

Lin Wanyu was still holding a strawberry cake she had just bought. Seeing the two people at the door, she smiled and waved.

"Lu Ziqiao, Meijia, what are you doing in the apartment? Did you just move in?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Lu Ziqiao immediately went to greet her, his smile becoming even brighter, and he didn't forget to pull Chen Meijia closer to him.

"Wanyu, Meijia and I are a couple, just like you and Lin Yao. Please take care of us in the future."

Chen Meijia was taken aback by his sudden intimate gesture. Her body stiffened for a moment, and her smile became somewhat forced. She could only nod in response.

"Hello everyone, I'm Chen Meijia."

Lin Yao watched the slightly stiff interaction between the two, a knowing smile flashing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Lin Wanyu had already gotten used to people referring to her and Lin Yao as a couple.

However, noticing that the two seemed a bit off, he curiously observed them, his gaze lingering on their clasped hands, and said with a smile:

"Welcome! We live in 3602. The couple's roommate discount is quite a good deal; you have excellent taste."

"Of course."

Lu Ziqiao patted his chest, looking smug.

"We're a model couple, aren't we, Mika?"

As he spoke, he deliberately turned to look at Chen Meijia, his eyes carrying a hint of warning.

Chen Meijia bit her lip and forced herself to reply:

"Yes...yes, we have a very good relationship."

No sooner had she finished speaking than her stomach rumbled at the most inopportune moment.

Chen Meijia's face instantly turned bright red. She quickly covered her stomach and gave an awkward laugh.

"Um... I didn't eat breakfast this morning, I'm a little hungry."

"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing."

Lin Wanyu quickly handed over the strawberry cake in her hand.

"I just bought it, I haven't eaten it yet, you can have some to tide you over."

"Really? Thank you so much, Wanyu."

Chen Meijia's eyes lit up. She took the cake and eagerly opened the box to start tasting it.

Seeing her wolfing down her food, Lu Ziqiao felt a little embarrassed and quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Well... that's just how she is, she can't control herself when she sees sweets."

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow: "Ziqiao, you just moved in, do you want me to help you tidy up? Wanyu and I are free right now."

"No need, no need. Brother Yao."

Lu Ziqiao quickly waved his hand. "We can handle it ourselves. How could we trouble you with such a small matter?"

What a joke! If we actually let them stay and help, we might be exposed at any time.

He pushed Chen Meijia into the room.

"We still have a lot of things to pack, so we're going back to our rooms now. Goodbye."

After saying that, he practically dragged Chen Meijia into the room as if he were fleeing, and slammed the door shut.

Outside the door, Lin Yao and Lin Wanyu exchanged a smile.

"They don't really look like a couple."

Lin Wanyu stroked her chin, speaking thoughtfully.

"Just now, Lu Ziqiao tried to hug Meijia, but Meijia seemed to dodge him."

Lin Yao chuckled softly and reached out to ruffle her hair:

"Who cares? As long as they're happy. Couples sharing an apartment can save a lot of money, so I guess they're saving money by pooling their resources."

Wan Yu blinked, then suddenly realized:

"I see. No wonder Mika was so nervous just now, she was just acting."

After saying goodbye to Lu Ziqiao and Chen Meijia, Lin Yao and Wan Yu headed towards suite 3601.

Pushing open the door, Lu Zhanbo was the only person in the living room.

He was standing by the window, holding a resistance band in his hand, gritting his teeth, stretching his arms with all his might, the veins on his forehead slightly bulging, and his face covered in sweat.

Hearing the door open, Lu Zhanbo turned around, saw Lin Yao, stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel draped over his shoulder, and greeted him with a smile:

"Lin Yao, you've arrived."

Lin Yao's gaze fell on Lu Zhanbo, a clear look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The Lu Zhanbo before me seemed to be a completely different person from before.

He used to always wear loose plaid shirts and black-rimmed glasses, exuding the typical IT guy vibe.

He speaks softly and walks with a slight hunch, appearing somewhat frail.

Lu Zhanbo is now wearing a brand new tracksuit, and his black-rimmed glasses have been replaced with sports goggles.

With his back straight, chest slightly raised, eyes bright, and a newfound air of confidence between his brows, he looked much more energetic.

Although he is not yet strong, he is much better than before when he was so weak that he could not even kill a chicken.

"What are you doing...?"

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow, walked to his side, pointed to the resistance band in his hand, and spoke with curiosity in his tone.

"Changed your mind? Started thinking about exercising? Didn't you say exercise was the biggest waste of time in the world?"

Lu Zhanbo smiled, put down the resistance band, and cracked his wrists.

"That's the influence Officer Moran had on me."

"Officer Moran used to be a gentle and delicate girl. Later, in order to become a police officer, she persisted in training and developed her skills, which are now no less than my sister's."

She said that a man needs not only wisdom but also a strong physique to better protect himself and those around him.

"I think it's a good idea, so I'm ready to make the change."

Lin Yao then realized that he had been influenced by Moran.

Seeing Lu Zhanbo's determined expression, Lin Yao couldn't help but smile:

"So, you've decided to change yourself? From a coding geek into a muscular hunk?"

"Um."

Lu Zhanbo nodded heavily, his eyes full of determination. He clenched his fist, and the muscles on his arm bulged slightly.

"I used to think that writing code and doing research was enough, but is that not enough?"

I must strengthen my body and mind, and no longer give off a weak impression.

As he spoke, he deliberately puffed out his chest, trying to make himself look more imposing.

As a result, the movement was too forceful, and he accidentally pulled his arm, wincing in pain.

Just then, Lin Wanyu and Zeng Xiaoxian walked in from outside.

Zeng Xiaoxian was holding a cup of hand-ground coffee and humming his off-key song "Love for Sale" when he entered the room and saw Lu Zhanbo. He was immediately stunned.

"Zhanbo?"

Zeng Xiaoxian stopped humming, stared wide-eyed at him, and looked him up and down, almost spilling the coffee in his hand.

"What are you doing? Cosplaying as a fitness instructor? Aren't you the one who hates exercise the most? What's gotten into you today?"

Lin Wanyu also walked over curiously, looked at the resistance band in Lu Zhanbo's hand, and then at his sportswear, and said in surprise:

"Zhanbo, you seem to have changed a lot lately. You seem much more energetic than before, not sitting for the whole day."

Lu Zhanbo felt a little embarrassed by their stares, scratched his head, and said softly:

"I just want to change myself and become more manly."

From now on, I'll get up early every day to exercise, and I'll also sign up for a gym class to get eight-pack abs.

"Eight-pack abs?"

Zeng Xiaoxian exclaimed exaggeratedly and leaned over to poke Lu Zhanbo's stomach.

"With your puny build, I don't think you'll ever get eight-pack abs. Actually, your one isn't any worse than anyone else's."

Don't underestimate me.

Lu Zhanbo said defiantly.

"I have made a detailed fitness plan. I will get up at eight o'clock every morning to run five kilometers and do five hundred push-ups. I am sure I can stick to it."

Seeing the determined look on Lu Zhanbo's face, Lin Yao, Lin Wanyu, and Zeng Xiaoxian exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

They really didn't expect that.

The IT guy who used to find even going downstairs to take out the trash too much trouble and would rather go hungry than not work out at home is now actually starting to exercise.

He even uttered such spirited words.

The change is truly enormous.

Zeng Xiaoxian was the first to react, patted Lu Zhanbo on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Great job, Zhanbo! You've got guts. If you can really stick with it, I'll treat you to all the spicy crayfish downstairs."

It's a deal.

Lu Zhanbo's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fist.

……