Reuniting after a long separation, Lin Yu originally thought he and Zhao Dahu would have a lot to talk about.
But when they actually sat down together, Lin Yu found himself at a loss for words.
Thinking about it carefully, this was actually quite normal.
After all, he and Zhao Dahu hadn't interacted much in the past.
After his brother Zhao She was released, Zhao Dahu had embarked on a completely different path from him.
Their life trajectories were poles apart, so naturally, they wouldn't have much to talk about.
Even if he looked exactly like Niu Dafei, he wasn't that upright and slightly reckless good friend of his.
He was someone else.
He was Zhao Dahu.
The lunch concluded smoothly amidst polite conversation from both sides.
When it was finally time to stand up and part ways, the usually honest and straightforward Zhao Dahu suddenly showed a bit of awkwardness, almost like a shy little girl.
He fished a bank card out of his pants pocket, stood up, leaned over, and placed it in front of Lin Yu, saying,
"Brother Long."
"This is a little token of my appreciation. You must accept it."
Lin Yu looked at the bank card lying quietly on the table and scratched his head in distress.
He had just achieved financial freedom.
He didn't need this thing anymore.
But on second thought, Lin Yu figured that with Zhao Dahu's current status, he probably didn't care about this small amount of money either.
To give him peace of mind, Lin Yu decided to accept it.
"Alright."
"Then I won't be polite."
Lin Yu then slipped the bank card into his jacket pocket.
Seeing Lin Yu accept it, Zhao Dahu breathed a sigh of relief. His entire expression softened significantly, as if a knot in his heart had finally been untied.
The dinner thus ended, and the two went their separate ways.
It hadn't snowed the past few days, but the weather during the snowmelt was even colder than when it was snowing.
With his hands in his pockets, Lin Yu strolled leisurely toward his black supercar, pondering who he should take for a spin first.
Yes.
There was only one reason Lin Yu had accepted this supercar!
To take the girls he liked out for a drive!
Although using one woman's money to pamper other women didn't seem quite right.
But what if Qingmo also enjoyed it?
Just as he was debating whether to take Xia Muzhu or Tang Manman for a drive, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Taking it out to look, Lin Yu found it was a call from Xia Muzhu.
Answering the call and placing it to his ear, the first thing Lin Yu heard was Xia Muzhu's pleasantly surprised voice.
"Lin Yu!"
"Little Shan seems to be waking up!"
"Huh?"
Rather than surprise, Lin Yu's exclamation sounded more like terror.
However, realizing he had lost his composure, Lin Yu quickly tried to cover it up with a string of delighted words.
"Little Shan has woken up?"
"That's wonderful!"
"I'll be right there!"
"Don't rush."
"He hasn't woken up yet."
Xia Muzhu's smiling voice came softly through the receiver as she explained,
"The doctor said Little Shan's brainwaves have been very active lately."
"This is one of the signs that a patient is about to wake up."
"Ah..."
"So, so that's how it is."
"That's still well worth celebrating."
Lin Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
"Right."
"So how about we go out for a big dinner tonight?"
"To celebrate."
Xia Muzhu suggested.
"Sure, sure."
Lin Yu's mind wasn't on the big dinner at all, and he agreed absentmindedly.
"Great."
"You pick the place."
"See you tonight."
Xia Muzhu finalized the plans eagerly, as if afraid Lin Yu would back out.
"Okay, see you tonight."
After hanging up and putting down his phone, a gust of cold wind hit him. Lin Yu suddenly felt that this wind was exceptionally freezing.
It was only then that he finally snapped out of his daze.
He realized that in the freezing winter, he had actually broken out in a thin layer of cold sweat from the shock.
No.
I can't drag this out any longer.
Lin Yu clenched his fists and made an immediate decision.
He had to quickly help Xia Muzhu, Tang Manman, and Qingmo establish a good, deep-rooted friendship where they fully understood one another.
Otherwise, when that unknown variable Xia Yueshan woke up, who knew what kind of trouble he would stir up?
That little guy was both reckless and stubborn.
When it came to him building a harem.
Probably only his sister's willing consent could stop him from charging at him with a knife.
But if that was the case.
Then another problem arose.
What should he do to make the three of them accept each other, or even build an unbreakable sisterly bond?
Regarding the plans to achieve this result.
Lin Yu had two.
First, the boiling frog approach.
The main execution method was for him to act as a middleman and serve as a bridge of communication between them.
To let them gradually get familiar with each other and accept each other in their daily lives, achieving his ultimate goal of sharing a bed with all of them in a gentle manner.
The downside was that it would take a long time.
And time was exactly what he lacked the most right now.
As for the second plan, it was much simpler.
Lin Yu liked to call it the hodgepodge stew approach.
Regardless of this or that.
Just throw everyone into the pot.
As long as the heat was high enough and the time was long enough.
The barriers between the three of them would naturally melt away.
This plan would yield extremely fast results.
Perhaps it would only take one night.
At most, adding one more day would be enough!
It's just...
...
Lin Yu scratched his head in frustration.
The little remaining conscience deep in his soul was desperately trying to stop him from doing this.
Even though things had already evolved to this point.
Lin Yu still wasn't very willing to do it.
Although he had absolutely nothing to do with pure love anymore.
But since he had chosen to spend his life with them, shouldn't he respect their opinions and treat them well?
Something half-forced like this.
Thinking about it was actually quite thrilling...
Bah!
It was disgusting!
Disgusting to the core!
But as things stood, forced by circumstances, it seemed this was the only option left.
Lin Yu felt deeply helpless.
After all, Xia Yueshan was going to wake up soon. If he didn't act quickly, who knew what other accidents might happen.
Sighing to himself, Lin Yu looked at the vast, white world before him. He couldn't help but feel as if something was pushing him from behind.
Forcing him to make a choice.
But even so.
Could he still resist?
Sigh.
Lin Yu breathed out a puff of white mist and watched it dissipate into the air, his heart filled with a sense of powerlessness.
He had no choice but to keep walking down this path...
...

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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!