Model Student:
...
Model Student:...
A bizarre stream of memes poured forth like a waterfall in reverse, overwhelming to the eyes.
Lin Yu felt a pang of guilt.
The meme's bear staring back at him felt like Gu Yue's gaze from a thousand miles away—shocked, suspicious, disbelieving, and burning with the fury of betrayal.
Under Gu Yue's relentless questioning, Lin Yu had no choice but to spill everything, like Cao Cao retreating from a siege—there was no hiding it anymore.
After laying everything bare, Lin Yu endured nearly a full minute of Gu Yue's bombardment of eerie memes.
In the dead of night, it was downright unsettling.
Dragon Overlord: I wanted to tell you back then.
Model Student: ?
Dragon Overlord: But by the time I found out about your college application, the deadline had passed.
Model Student: ??
Dragon Overlord: Figured there was no point telling you then, so I kept quiet...
Model Student: ???
Dragon Overlord: Sorry /(ㄒOㄒ)/~~.
Model Student: ??????
No matter what Lin Yu said, all he got in return were question marks from Gu Yue.
After apologizing, Lin Yu simply stopped responding, and Gu Yue resumed her meme assault.
After five or six minutes—presumably having cooled off a bit—Gu Yue finally typed out a proper message.
Model Student: Where are you now?
Dragon Overlord: S University in S City.
Model Student: Is Tang Manman also in S City?
Dragon Overlord: No.
Dragon Overlord: She’s still at N University.
Model Student: ???
Model Student: What’s going on?
Model Student: Didn’t you say you wanted to go to a college closer to her?
Dragon Overlord: Things changed. It’s complicated.
Dragon Overlord: Anyway...
Dragon Overlord: It’s over.
After sending that last message, Gu Yue stopped replying. Strangely, though, the chat box kept displaying "typing..." at the top.
Lin Yu wondered if his phone had frozen.
After scrolling through some short videos, Gu Yue’s message finally came through.
Model Student: Did you break up with her?
Model Student: Or did she break up with you?
Lin Yu stared at the messages, thinking neither description really fit, and typed back.
Dragon Overlord: I wouldn’t call it a breakup.
Dragon Overlord: We were never officially together.
Dragon Overlord: Then something happened, and...
Dragon Overlord: That was that.
Model Student: What happened?
Gu Yue pressed like an overly curious child.
Lin Yu frowned, not wanting to answer—it wasn’t exactly something to be proud of.
Dragon Overlord: Don’t wanna talk about it.
Gu Yue went silent again, though this time only for about a minute before another message popped up.
Model Student: So does that mean you’re single now, just like me?
Model Student: (raised eyebrow smirk)
Dragon Overlord: Nope, I have a girlfriend.
Model Student: ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Model Student: Since when?!
Model Student: How did I not know?!
Dragon Overlord: Right after Tang Manman left. Found someone a few days later.
Dragon Overlord: (nose-picking)
Model Student: So THAT’S why you kept turning me down when I asked you to hang out!
Model Student: You were sneaking off to see your new girlfriend!!!
Lin Yu smacked his lips, thinking Gu Yue had it wrong.
He wasn’t ditching her to chase after a girlfriend—he just didn’t have time to hang out because he was already seeing someone!
But he couldn’t be bothered to correct her. No point in complicating things.
Model Student: Who’s the lucky girl?
Dragon Overlord: You wouldn’t know her.
Model Student: ...
Model Student: 6
Gu Yue stopped messaging after that, and Lin Yu was relieved.
Now that the bomb had dropped, he felt lighter.
Good—no more scrambling for excuses to lie to her!
The next morning, with no early classes, Lin Yu slept in until past ten before finally getting up and heading downstairs.
As he strolled toward the cafeteria, his mind buzzed with thoughts of food.
After weeks of scouting with his buddies, he’d sampled almost everything the cafeteria had to offer.
A few dishes stood out—delicious, perfectly suited to his tastes.
He’d already mentally bookmarked them as his go-to meals for the next four years.
Just as he was debating whether to pair his meal with sweet, creamy pumpkin juice or fizzy soda, four guys suddenly stepped in front of him, blocking his path.
The one in the center, looking him up and down with clear disdain, spoke first.
"You’re Lin Yu?"
Lin Yu eyed the strangers, unsure what they wanted, but nodded.
"Yeah, that’s me. What’s up?"
The leader scoffed, his gaze dripping with contempt as it swept over Lin Yu’s cheap clothes, like he was some kind of joke.
Then, without warning, he jabbed two fingers into Lin Yu’s shoulder and growled,
"Stay the hell away from Luo Xiaoxiao, got it?"
Lin Yu stood frozen, letting the stranger poke him twice.
Luo Xiaoxiao?
Who was that?
The name sounded familiar...
Wait—
No.
A more pressing realization hit him.
He quickly pulled out his phone, using the dark screen as a mirror to check his reflection.
Dark skin.
Sharp, intimidating eyes.
Gaunt cheeks.
A high, severe nose.
Thin lips.
A face that screamed "don’t mess with me."
???
This checks out.
Seriously, dude?
I look like this, and you’re trying to bully me?
What’s wrong with you?
While Lin Yu inspected himself, the four ignored men grew visibly irritated.
The ringleader—sporting a flashy watch—snapped and tried to slap the phone out of Lin Yu’s hand.
"You deaf or something?"
Lin Yu lifted his hand just in time, leaving the guy swiping at air.
Humiliated, the man yanked his hand back and thrust a finger inches from Lin Yu’s nose.
"You better stay away from Luo Xiaoxiao, or I’ll make sure you regret it, you hear me—"
"Cough!"
The man folded mid-air like a crumpled piece of paper, flying back several feet before crashing to the ground.
"Damn!" Lin Yu retracted his foot, glaring at the guy now curled up in pain.
"You really thought I wasn’t gangster material?"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
