"I..."
Tang Manman hesitated, her expression conflicted, clearly struck by Lin Yu's accurate guess.
The medicine hadn’t cost just over five hundred—it was a full eight hundred!
For her, this was a substantial sum, nearly all the money she had painstakingly saved over the past year through frugal living. And now, almost all of it had gone toward Lin Yu’s medicine.
Of course, it hurt. Yet, she still didn’t follow him into the room, only staring at him timidly with her peach-blossom eyes.
If this Lin Yu had been the harsh, cold version of himself, she would have stepped inside without hesitation.
But this Lin Yu, with his gentle smile? She was genuinely afraid of him!
Lin Yu noticed Tang Manman’s wariness, but he had no intention of letting her off.
Now she’s scared?
Where was that courage earlier?
Didn’t she consider the risks before coming here?
This time, he’d make sure she learned her lesson—thoroughly!
That way, she’d never dare to recklessly wander into dangerous places again!
After mentally scolding Tang Manman, Lin Yu maintained his cheerful facade, teasing lightly,
"Tang Manman, you won’t come in—are you scared I’ll do something to you?"
Caught off guard, Tang Manman stiffened before hurriedly shaking her head.
"N-no, that’s not it."
"Then hurry up and come in. It’s not like I can do anything to you. Come on, get in here."
Seizing her reluctance to admit fear, Lin Yu pressed her repeatedly to enter.
Under his relentless urging, Tang Manman’s resistance crumbled. Head bowed, she shuffled forward reluctantly, finally stepping into the room.
Watching her walk into the lion’s den, Lin Yu’s eyes turned icy.
She knew the risks, yet she couldn’t bring herself to refuse?
Fine.
Today, she’d learn exactly what happened to those too soft-hearted to say no!
As soon as she was inside, Lin Yu swiftly shut and locked the door.
The metallic click of the bolt made Tang Manman flinch, her steps freezing mid-motion.
Lin Yu smirked at her tension. Perfect.
Let’s see if she ever dares to barge into a delinquent’s home again.
Today!
I, Lin Yu!
The champion of pure love!
Will teach you, Tang Manman—this naive, wide-eyed girl—a lesson you’ll never forget!
Consider this your wake-up call about how dangerous the world really is!
"Don’t just stand there. Sit."
Lin Yu jerked his chin toward the messy bed.
Tang Manman remained rooted in place. Lin Yu stepped closer, voice deceptively soft.
"What?
Want me to carry you there?
Sure!"
With a loud laugh, he spread his arms as if to scoop her up.
Tang Manman yelped and scrambled away, backing into the corner between the bed and wall. Trapped, she turned to face Lin Yu, eyes wide with alarm.
Suppressing a grin at her adorable panic, Lin Yu hardened his expression, adopting the cold glare of a thug whose pride had been wounded.
"If you don’t want me touching you, then sit on the bed yourself.
Or else, I’ll make you."
He delivered the threat with deliberate menace.
Tang Manman stared. Lin Yu stared back.
Just as her face began to twist with distress, Lin Yu steeled himself, bracing for potential tears.
But to his shock—Tang Manman burst out laughing!
"Tang Manman!"
"What the hell are you laughing at?!"
Lin Yu’s act shattered.
Tang Manman!
Do you even realize your situation?!
You’re locked in a delinquent’s apartment!
Alone. No escape. Your virtue hanging by a thread!
And you’re laughing?!
What’s wrong with you?!
Are you secretly some kind of… shameless pervert masquerading as an innocent girl?!
"S-sorry!"
Tang Manman clapped both hands over her mouth, stifling giggles, though her eyes still sparkled with mirth beneath the fear.
Seeing she at least remembered she was supposed to be scared, Lin Yu let the laughter slide…
…
Who was he kidding?!
What kind of girl laughs when trapped by a predator?!
This had to be proof—she was a closet degenerate!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu resumed his thug persona, though his goal had shifted. Now, he was determined to confirm his suspicion:
Was Tang Manman actually a masterfully disguised pervert?
"Hah, thinking about being with me gets you excited, huh?
Well, I’m excited too.
Especially for what’s coming next."
He flashed a sleazy grin, then—remembering his usual left-brow leer was hidden by his hair—switched to the right brow for maximum effect.
But as he did, the unnaturally clear view of his surroundings hit him.
Wait.
Where’s my damn dyed hair?!
Did the doctor shave it off when treating my head wound last night?!
Doctor…
You absolute legend!!!
Before Lin Yu could celebrate his hair’s demise, Tang Manman suddenly doubled over, then sank to the floor, hands clamped over her mouth as muffled snickers escaped.
At first, Lin Yu thought she was in pain.
But the way her eyes crinkled into crescents told the truth—
She was laughing. Again.
Seriously?!
You’re laughing at this?!
Admit it—you’re a pervert!
Lin Yu’s breathing grew ragged, fury mounting. The thought that his cherished "pure love" might have been a farce all along felt like a thunderbolt to his soul.
Unacceptable.
A thousand times unacceptable!!!
Perhaps sensing the mood shift—or maybe just intimidated by Lin Yu’s glare—Tang Manman finally stopped laughing. She rose like a scolded child, hands dangling guiltily, and peeked at him before murmuring,
"Sorry."
"What. Were you. Laughing at?"
Lin Yu’s voice was arctic.
"I..."
Tang Manman glanced up at Lin Yu, then lowered her head again, murmuring softly,
"Sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh at you."
"Laugh at me?"
Lin Yu's simmering anger was momentarily stifled by this unexpected reply. Instinctively, he asked,
"What were you laughing at me for?"
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
