Directly beneath the 10-Ring Roller Coaster.
A black-haired woman wearing sunglasses leaned against a thick metal support pillar, gazing up at the track that coiled like a giant dragon.
"So he's really strong?" she muttered to herself, a cold smirk playing on her lips. "Then let's test that."
The sharp ring of the departure bell sounded. The woman raised her hand and placed a seemingly casual palm against the cold support pillar.
An invisible fluctuation seeped into the steel structure like ripples in water, completely soundless.
Meanwhile, on the roller coaster, Lin Mo turned his head to look at Chu Miaomiao with a relaxed smile.
"How about it? Are you scared that guy named Jormungand might make a move now?"
"Not scared!" Chu Miaomiao puffed out her chest and lifted her chin high, her face full of pride and trust. "With you here, Brother, I'm not afraid of anything."
In the seat next to them, a lone guy was experiencing a storm in his heart.
Bro! Damn you to hell!
The next second, he watched helplessly as Lin Mo and Chu Miaomiao naturally intertwined their fingers.
"I shouldn't be in the car, I should be under it..." the guy muttered, looking like he had lost the will to live.
The roller coaster started!
Amidst the heavy mechanical clanking, the cars slowly climbed. Even before they began to accelerate, the surrounding air was already filled with excited cheers.
A single ride on the 10-Ring Roller Coaster took just over a minute, going through ten loops along the way, hence its name.
Lin Mo's voice rang out clearly amidst the noise.
"Did you know the chance of a roller coaster accident is one in 1.5 billion? But for the people sitting inside, once an accident happens, the mortality rate is one hundred percent."
"Bro! Stop talking! I'm about to pee my pants!" The guy next to them had turned pale, his voice trembling with a sob.
But Lin Mo just laughed. "Relax! I'm here! You won't die!"
Before he even finished speaking, the roller coaster crested the highest point and began its dive, plunging everyone into instant weightlessness!
The entire train was slammed toward the ground by the invisible, giant hand of gravity!
"Ahhh!!!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
The screams, the howling of the wind, and the roaring friction of the tracks wove together into a frantic symphony.
Below the tracks, the black-haired woman stood amid the surging crowd, her eyes locked dead onto the largest and structurally most complex loop on the track.
Now!
The roller coaster tore toward that loop with the force of a thunderbolt!
Just as the front car was about to enter the loop, a piercing sound of twisting metal rang out, and the entire track gave a violent, visible shudder!
However, this violent tremor lasted for merely a tenth of a second.
Lin Mo's grip on Chu Miaomiao's hand didn't change at all, and neither did his expression.
He simply looked at the flushed face of the girl beside him, thrilled by the excitement, the smile on his lips not diminishing in the slightest.
The invisible force that was supposed to shatter the track dissipated into nothingness the moment it touched the roller coaster, like snow melting under a blazing sun.
The roller coaster remained incredibly stable, passing through the largest loop at high speed in perfect form. It then flowed smoothly through the remaining loops and finally, carrying immense momentum, glided steadily toward the platform.
Beneath the tracks, the woman's pupils suddenly shrank.
She clearly sensed that the power she had planted was instantly erased by a much stronger force.
She stared fixedly at Lin Mo as he got off the ride, as if trying to carve his face into her brain. Then, with a cold snort, she turned sharply and blended into the crowd, disappearing from sight without any hesitation.
"Click."
The safety restraints popped open. Lin Mo first helped a still slightly dizzy Chu Miaomiao undo her seatbelt before stepping off from the other side.
"Did you have fun?"
"Mhm, mhm, mhm! It was so thrilling!" As soon as she got off, Chu Miaomiao threw herself into Lin Mo's arms, hanging onto him like an excited little kitten.
Waves of excitement were relentlessly washing over her.
Up there just now, her screams had been the loudest, but it wasn't out of fear; it was pure, unbridled release.
"Come on, let's go ride something else!"
"Okay! Next up, the Dive Coaster!" Chu Miaomiao grabbed Lin Mo's arm and shook it vigorously, already unable to wait.
"Alright, whatever you say. Let's go!"
Lin Mo smiled and ruffled her hair, letting her pull him along.
Although the Dive Coaster was on the other side of the amusement park, Lin Mo didn't mind taking a stroll with his little kitty.
Today, he had to make sure the birthday girl had the time of her life. After all, she was a very good girl.
As for that little interlude just now...
He would just put it aside for now.
On their way to the Dive Coaster, they also spotted the pendulum ride and the bumper cars, and immediately went to play on them.
Chu Miaomiao happily rode the bumper cars twice in a row. Since their VIP passes allowed unlimited rides on all attractions, Lin Mo just kept her company as she played.
"Having played in the most colorful garden, all I seek is a moved heart..."
Humming a song, Lin Mo walked hand in hand with the girl past an arcade area.
As they walked, Chu Miaomiao suddenly pointed at a small booth in the distance and called out.
"I... I want to take photos in that! I've seen it before!"
It was a photo booth, a slightly awkward existence in this day and age.
Although the resolution was low and the filters were weird, the fast printing speed gave the photos a collectible value far above other pictures.
The only thing that could rival it was a Polaroid.
Lin Mo smiled and said, "Alright, go ahead and take some."
"No! I want to take them with you. It's only fun if we do it together."
The girl shook Lin Mo's arm, acting coy.
"Okay, okay, we'll take them together. I'll satisfy all your wishes at once!"
Chu Miaomiao pulled Lin Mo into the booth.
The booth was quite user-friendly. The two closed the door and sat on the spacious bench. Strictly speaking, the space could fit four people.
But the two of them pressed very closely together.
The girl selected pretty frames on the machine while Lin Mo leaned against the wall.
"I'm definitely going to take good pictures."
Saying so, the girl fed a hundred-yuan bill into the slot. Taking a set of four photos at the amusement park's photo booth cost fifty yuan.
A hundred yuan would only get them eight photos.
Chu Miaomiao chose a frame filled with pink heart bubbles.
After pressing the timer, she immediately hugged Lin Mo's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.
Click!
Next, the girl flashed a peace sign.
Click!
The girl raised their intertwined hands.
Click!
The girl kissed Lin Mo on the cheek!
Click!
Second round.
The girl hugged Lin Mo.
Click!
The girl cupped Lin Mo's face.
Click!
The girl pressed her cheek against his.
Click!
The girl's lips touched Lin Mo's.
Click!
The photos quickly dropped out of the machine. The girl rubbed the photos, still wanting more.
Blushing, she looked up at Lin Mo.
"Aishiteru."
This time, Lin Mo took the initiative to wrap his arms around his little cutie. He gently cupped the girl's face and kissed her.
Lin Mo's kissing technique was actually quite clumsy, but he did everything he could to continuously give her happiness.
"Are you happy?"
"I'm very happy."
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.”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
