Click, clack, click...
In the empty and silent hospital corridor, the echoing sound of small leather shoes stepping on the white floor tiles was particularly distinct.
That series of crisp sounds gradually approached and ultimately stopped in front of Lin Yu.
Are you Su Yuyao's husband?
A gentle voice sounded in front of him. Lin Yu raised his head and saw a hospital nurse.
Lin Yu was a bit tired. Exhaustion enveloped him, making it difficult to speak, so he simply looked at the nurse and nodded, acknowledging the identity she mentioned.
Do you want to go see the child?
The nurse asked routinely according to the regulations.
A ripple appeared in Lin Yu's stagnant, lifeless eyes.
Strange.
Didn't they just say that Little Darling's condition was very bad and she needed to be placed in an incubator for 24-hour monitoring?
How come I can see her now?
Can I see her?
Will it affect her treatment?
Lin Yu asked cautiously, his voice hoarse.
No.
The nurse shook her head and explained:
The child is in an incubator. The incubator is transparent, so you can look.
But you cannot touch her.
Her current condition is still unstable, and she needs to be monitored in the incubator.
Do you want to go take a look?
The nurse asked once more.
Lin Yu did not nod immediately.
His brain was currently very messy and heavy, like a rusty machine lacking oil. Even processing the most basic information required some reaction time.
After a brief daze, Lin Yu nodded. Resting his hands on his knees, he stood up with some difficulty.
After standing up, Lin Yu did not immediately follow the nurse to leave.
The nurse, who had walked a few steps, noticed the silence behind her. She didn't rush Lin Yu but stopped and turned around to wait for him.
Lin Yu stood in front of the bench. He turned sideways to look at Tang Manman and the other two in front of him.
Lin Yu saw the concern and worry in their eyes, as well as their caution and sympathy.
Looking at them, Lin Yu subconsciously wanted to comfort them.
Just like usual, grinning with a carefree smile, telling them heartlessly that he was fine and not to worry.
At the same time, throwing out some words that would make people blush, like telling them to hurry up and wash themselves clean and fragrant, so they could all have a party together at night.
So that they could shift their attention and stop worrying about him.
But at this moment, looking at the worried eyes of the three of them.
Lin Yu ultimately couldn't say anything.
Lin Yu felt he was too tired.
It was as if he were an elderly man, so exhausted that he couldn't even muster the strength to move his Adam's apple.
Taking a deep look at the three of them, Lin Yu said nothing. He turned around and silently walked towards the nurse waiting ahead.
Two sets of footsteps echoed crisply.
In a short while, the two arrived outside the ward housing the infant incubators.
Having brought the person to the destination, the nurse turned to leave.
The hospital's infant incubators had strict monitoring equipment; she wasn't afraid of Lin Yu messing around.
But even so, before leaving, she reiterated the precautions.
Lin Yu nodded, indicating he understood.
The nurse left.
The crisp sound of hard-soled leather shoes stepping on the tiled floor faded away until it disappeared.
Lin Yu stood in front of the ward door. Like a robot with a lagging network connection, his mind went blank for quite a while before he slowly remembered what he was supposed to do.
He raised his hand, pushed the door open, and entered the ward.
This ward was clearly a single room.
There was nothing extra in the room.
There was only a platform fixed to the floor, on top of which sat a transparent box connected to various precision instruments.
Lin Yu walked slowly to the incubator.
An infant, who honestly couldn't be called pretty, was lying peacefully inside.
At the first sight of this infant, Lin Yu's tear ducts seemed to rebel, and copious amounts of tears began to uncontrollably flood his eyes.
His emotions, which a moment ago were like stagnant water that couldn't be stirred by wind or falling rocks, were now like a bursting dam.
The intense emotional feedback nearly overwhelmed Lin Yu.
Lin Yu raised his hand and, separated by the transparent box, placed his trembling hand over Little Darling's tiny body.
Tears quickly blurred his vision and overflowed, smashing drop by drop onto the transparent infant incubator, splashing into small water stains.
I'm sorry.
Little Darling.
I'm sorry.
Lin Yu choked with sobs, squeezing out a few syllables mangled by his crying from his throat.
Lin Yu was apologizing.
Apologizing for his former self.
When a person faces a powerful predicament they cannot fight against.
Accepting fate.
Seems to become a matter of course.
Over the years.
In the struggle against that so-called destiny, failure seemed to have become a predetermined fate.
Lin Yu had always struggled, stumbling from one failure to another.
Repeated failures were like an unbreakable curse, wearing away all of Lin Yu's unwillingness and sharp edges.
Like a pile of firewood that was ignited and extinguished, repeatedly ignited and extinguished, cycling countless times until it was completely soaked through.
Lin Yu had long lost that burning spirit daring to fight against fate.
All that remained was a damp, cold, powerless, and desperate soul.
Failure bred cowardice, and cowardice grew stronger in repeated failures.
By today, cowardice had formed a lake, completely drowning Lin Yu and preventing him from even mustering the thought of resistance.
But not anymore.
From now on, it would never be like this again.
Lin Yu would no longer be so cowardly.
Lin Yu pressed his five fingers hard, his palm tightly sticking to the transparent incubator.
Tears blurred his vision, but Lin Yu ignored them, just trying hard to let his gaze pierce through the blurry tears and land on Little Darling inside the incubator before him.
Lin Yu would no longer be at the mercy of fate.
Because a father would absolutely never give up on his child.
This is the most damn natural and justified thing in the world!
His five fingers clenched tightly into a fist.
Lin Yu's eyes, hidden beneath his tears, became incredibly resolute.
Lin Yu knew that when facing fate, he was not unarmed.
His own existence was the biggest bargaining chip in his hands.
The fate that wanted to correct the plot absolutely could not accept the absence of him, the protagonist, in the future.
This was the only weapon he had that could threaten it.
It was just that this weapon was far too heavy.
So heavy that even a man as strong as an ox and skilled in martial arts wouldn't be able to pick it up.
A man could not pick up this heavy weapon.
But a father absolutely could!
Lin Yu raised his arm and fiercely wiped the tears from his face.
Looking at Little Darling in the incubator, there was no longer any hesitation in Lin Yu's resolute soul.
This time, he would not be cowardly anymore.
He would pick up this only weapon that could threaten fate.
Taking Little Darling and everything he had.
He would launch a charge against fate.
A charge where the only outcomes were victory and death!
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!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
