At first glance, Lin Yu even hoped he was mistaken. Could that girl by the roadside, with slightly disheveled hair looking like she hadn't rested well, possibly be Tao Yaoyao?
After all, he often mistook her for her.
But when Lin Yu looked closer, that last shred of hope, fragile as a life-saving straw, quietly shattered.
The gentle and proper Tao Yaoyao would probably never let herself become as disheveled as the girl before him.
She seemed to have just gotten off a train not long ago, her body bearing the weariness of a long journey. Even the hem of her plain white dress showed creases from sitting for too long.
She stood by the roadside now, holding her phone with both hands, seemingly hesitating about something.
Looking at her, Lin Yu felt a complex mix of emotions—both touched and heartbroken.
But what rose above all else was relief.
Thank goodness.
Thank goodness.
At least they had both come on the same day. If she had run into Sister Zhuzi tomorrow, that would have been real trouble!
After a moment's thought, Lin Yu actively walked over, intending to greet her.
As he got closer, Lin Yu realized just how haggard Tang Manman looked.
Dark circles under her eyes, her usually lively gaze now dull and numb, as if she had pulled an all-nighter with hardly any sleep.
Lin Yu frowned. Looking at her state, could she have come here on an overnight train hard seat?
Don't even say it!
But really, don't even say it!
Given her frugal nature that hated spending money, it was entirely possible she had come exactly that way!
Perhaps she was truly exhausted, for she didn't even notice Lin Yu walking right up to her. She still held her phone, staring down at it blankly.
Lin Yu quietly stood behind Tang Manman without a word, stealing a glance at her phone screen.
It was a chat window where only Tang Manman herself had sent messages, with no replies.
In the input bar at the very bottom was a line of text, followed by a cute emoticon.
Guess where I am right now? ✧。(ˊᗜˋ)✧。
Looking at it, Lin Yu's eyes darkened. A sour ache spread in his heart, gradually overwhelming all other emotions, rising straight to his eyes.
Tang Manman suddenly moved her fingers, tapped a few times on the screen, and deleted that line with the cute emoticon. Then she paused, deleted all the text in the input bar, and typed a new line that seemed less intimate.
I'm in S City. Tomorrow is your birthday, do you have time...
Tang Manman stopped typing halfway, as if she still hadn't figured out how to say it.
She seemed to have been standing here like this for a while now, hesitating, writing and deleting, unable to send a single message for the longest time.
Lin Yu quietly took a deep breath, blinked to hold back the surging ache in his eyes. After calming the emotions in his heart, wanting to lighten the mood and make this reunion a happier one, he raised his hand and pointed in front of Tang Manman, saying loudly:
"Look!"
"There are two old ladies fighting over there!"
The sudden, familiar voice made Tang Manman freeze. She looked up, but her gaze didn't follow the direction pointed by that big dark hand. Instead, she turned to look at the owner of the hand.
She would never forget this voice.
Never...
...
Lin Yu had read many novels and watched many romance movies.
Their storylines told him that at this moment.
At this moment after the girl's surprise, this tearful moment, he should gently cup her face, use his thumb to softly wipe away her tears, gaze at her deeply, and gently plant a kiss on her cheek, giving her full love and security.
But Lin Yu couldn't do that.
He could do nothing.
He could only watch as Tang Manman's emotions crumbled, unable to hold back her tears, and then saw her frantically wipe them away, hastily pulling herself together.
This wasn't just because Qing Mo was standing not far away, watching.
More importantly, Lin Yu couldn't betray Xia Muzhu, and even more so, he couldn't betray the vow of pure love he had once made to himself!
"What brings you here?"
"Perfect timing."
"We're going to get something to eat. Want to join us?"
Lin Yu didn't ask too much about why Tang Manman was here, just glossed over it with a sentence, then invited her to eat as if to change the subject.
Tang Manman had already composed herself by now. She nodded, indicating she was willing to go.
Lin Yu brought her back to where Qing Mo and Gu Yue were.
When the three met, Tang Manman's face showed some surprise, as if she hadn't expected to see these two here.
Gu Yue, on the other hand, looked awkward, clearly also not expecting to run into Tang Manman here.
Only Qing Mo remained her usual cold, detached self, showing no surprise at Tang Manman's appearance, just as she had when she saw Gu Yue with Lin Yu earlier, as if she had always known this person would show up.
Lin Yu glanced at her, feeling something was off, but couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Wanting to avoid any more unexpected acquaintances popping up, Lin Yu thought to hurry the three of them into the car to go eat. But before he could get the words out, his phone rang in his pocket.
Lin Yu's face stiffened. He took out his phone and saw the caller was Sister Zhuzi. His heart tightened, but he quickly realized he was just being nervous.
Sister Zhuzi had already agreed with him. She was on a flight tomorrow morning, arriving around noon, and then they would go out in the afternoon and evening.
She wouldn't secretly change plans and come a day early without a word.
Someone with her honest and conservative personality just wouldn't do that kind of thing!
Maybe this call was just her wanting to confirm the temperature here and other information in advance, to prepare early...
Thinking this, Lin Yu relaxed and answered the call, putting the phone to his ear.
"Lin Yu, where are you right now?"
Xia Muzhu's soft, warm voice came through, carrying clear happiness and even a hint of playfulness.
"I'm at the school gate right now."
"About to go eat with a few friends."
Lin Yu didn't hide anything, honestly stating his current situation and what he planned to do next.
"The school gate?"
"Which school gate are you at?"
Xia Muzhu asked curiously.
"The main gate of S University."
"Why?"
The moment he blurted out the answer to Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu vaguely sensed a feeling of impending doom.
The next instant, Xia Muzhu's words immediately confirmed the unease in his heart.
"The main gate of S University?"
"Why don't I see you?"
BOOM!!!
An invisible thunderbolt struck Lin Yu's head, scattering his wits.
Finally snapping back to his senses, Lin Yu's first action was to look at Qing Mo.
He saw her peerless face, usually so cold, now completely swept clean of its usual chill. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile, her eyes teasing, the picture of someone about to watch a good show.

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...

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

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!

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.”