After enjoying the sea breeze for a while,
Lin Yu, unsurprisingly, started feeling cold.
Barbecue time, barbecue time!
A slightly chilly night like this pairs perfectly with grilled skewers!
Leading Gu Yue away from the beach, Lin Yu took her for some barbecue.
Back in his small but tidy and clean rented apartment, Lin Yu lay on the bed, patting his round belly, feeling an unusual sense of contentment.
Closing his eyes, just as he was about to drift off to sleep with this satisfaction, he suddenly felt a slight discomfort in his chest, as if a tiny grain of sand had lodged itself in his soft heart.
He opened his eyes and couldn’t help but ask himself:
Had he forgotten something?
Why did something feel off?
Lin Yu lay there with his eyes open, thinking for a long time before finally reaching a conclusion.
Had he forgotten to send Xia Muzhu, the second female lead, some horror short videos today?
With that thought, he picked up his phone and began scrolling through their chat history.
Wait, no.
He had already sent them.
Staring at the thumbnails of the terrifying short videos in their chat, Lin Yu couldn’t pinpoint why he still felt an inexplicable emptiness.
Whatever.
Since he was already here,
might as well send her a couple more!
From his collection of crime investigation videos, he selected two clips of women being attacked by intruders in their homes and two more of women being assaulted while walking alone at night. With a swipe of his finger, he sent all four videos at once.
Seeing the "read" notification pop up under the clips, Lin Yu closed his eyes in relief...
...
Facing the furious new homeroom teacher, Lin Yu swallowed hard.
Now he remembered what he’d forgotten yesterday.
He hadn’t done his homework!
"Go stand in the hallway!"
The newly appointed teacher suppressed his anger as he spoke sternly to Lin Yu, then moved on to collect homework from the student sitting behind him.
Sighing helplessly, Lin Yu stood up from his seat and obediently walked out to the corridor.
Once there, he glanced to his left, then to his right.
He almost laughed but held it in.
The hallway was packed. Two long lines of students were pressed tightly against the walls like snakes, and even that wasn’t enough space—many of the later arrivals couldn’t find a spot against the wall and had to stand awkwardly in the middle of the corridor, looking slightly out of place.
Of course, some of the more outgoing ones were weaving through the crowd, chatting with anyone they could.
Not wanting to draw attention, Lin Yu was scanning for a lucky candidate when a white-haired student leaning against the wall perceptively stepped forward and said with a grin,
"Hey, Brother Long, take my spot."
Lin Yu nodded and smoothly slid into the vacated space.
Students from his class continued trickling out into the hallway.
Finally, when the corridor was nearly at capacity, the homeroom teacher from the neighboring class emerged. He reluctantly called his students back inside—apparently, only two in his entire class had done their homework. If he kept the slackers standing out here, there’d be no one left to teach.
One by one, most of the classes recalled their delinquent students.
When only two classes remained in the hallway, Lin Yu heard his new homeroom teacher’s voice from inside the classroom:
"Everyone, come back in!"
At the command, the students filed back inside. Lin Yu was squeezing through the crowd when he overheard a complaint:
"Who the hell actually did their homework? Just wait till I find out—I’m gonna teach that bastard a lesson!"
Lin Yu instinctively turned toward the voice.
Damn.
Now that was a fresh take on bullying—he’d never heard that excuse before!

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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...

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.”

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...