"I..." Xu Mo wanted to explain, but didn't know how to start.
At this moment, he fully understood the meaning of the saying "a mute eating huanglian cannot voice their bitterness".
Clearly he wasn't that kind of person.
Clearly he didn't do this.
But this matter, explaining it would really be a bit difficult.
After all, Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao had both seen the details of Xu Mo's recent expenditures with their own eyes.
A ¥998 package at an entertainment club, could that be legit?
Most likely it was not very legitimate.
Even if it was legitimate, it probably wasn't very legitimate.
Xu Mo also knew this matter would not be easy to explain, and there was a risk of making things worse.
So he simply gave up on explaining.
He just played dead.
Let them think whatever they want!
Silently turning off his phone screen and stuffing it into his pocket.
Pretending as if nothing had happened.
He squatted down and continued playing with the little friends.
At this time, the children were still thinking about helping Xu Mo deal with the bad guys.
"Handsome brother, we will drive away the bad guys, don't be afraid!"
"Yeah handsome brother, we'll drive away the bad guys who came to catch you, stay and play with us for a few more days..."
"We have a guard dog here! With it here, bad guys can't get in. King Kong, come here, scare the handsome brother!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
That tea cup dog that wasn't even as big as Xu Mo's shoes.
As if understanding human speech, it actually bared its teeth viciously.
"Wow, it really is a fierce dog!", Xu Mo played along.
But he only went along with it to make the kids happy.
He would not actually rely on a dog.
Even if it was a Tibetan mastiff, Xu Mo would not trust it, let alone a tiny tea cup dog.
This little guy might even be smaller than a well-developed rat from southern China.
It couldn't even handle a rat.
How could it be expected to stop the pursuing unit?
Obviously it couldn't.
He could not rely on the tea cup dog.
But the little friends, those he could rely on.
The reason Xu Mo was so calm.
Was because he already had a plan in mind.
This plan could mislead the direction of the pursuing unit's investigation, wasting their time.
Of course, he would need the little friends to help with this plan.
Seeing Xu Mo's performance.
The children all felt that Xu Mo was about to be persuaded by them.
The children even naively believed that this tiny tea cup dog could really stop bad guys from entering.
"It's a guard dog! King Kong and us will protect you! Handsome brother, will you stay and play with us then?"
Xu Mo still had a somewhat awkward expression.
"Having just a guard dog isn't enough, unless someone is willing to help me."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The children spoke up.
"What help? I can help you!"
"I can help too, we can all help!"
"Handsome brother, tell us what you need us to do!"
Xu Mo reflexively said: "I just need one person to help me..."
Speaking halfway, he stopped.
Reaching out to rub one of the kid's heads.
"Forget it, I won't ask you to help after all, it's a bit inappropriate."
Reverse psychology, tried and true, as soon as Xu Mo finished speaking, one of the kids followed up on his words.
"Why can't we help? What's inappropriate?"
"Because if you help me, you'd have to lie, and it's of course not good for children to lie. So, I can't ask you to help, I'll deal with my own issues.", Xu Mo forced a smile.
Seeing his appearance, it seemed like he would soon be caught by the "bad guys".
After hearing Xu Mo's words.
The children hesitated.
Their teacher had indeed emphasized to them many times.
Children must not lie.
Children who lie are not good children.
The choices in front of the children now were only two.
One was to help Xu Mo, but then they would no longer be "good children".
The second was to continue being children who did not lie, but if they did that, Xu Mo might be caught by the bad guys.
Was being a good child or saving a good person more important?
The children were all thinking, weighing.
Soon, one little boy gritted his teeth.
As if making some big decision.
"Handsome brother, I'll help you! Even if I have to lie!"
In this boy's view.
Saving a good person was clearly much more important than keeping the title of "a good child who does not lie".
As soon as he declared his position.
The remaining children also raised their hands, volunteering.
"I'll help too!"
"Count me in handsome brother!"
"Then count me in too! I want to help the handsome brother too!"
"......"
At this time, the fire in all the children's hearts had been lit.
So what if I lie? What if I become a bad kid?
They were lying to save a good person!
Saving a good person, wasn't that doing something good?
Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao were dumbfounded watching this.
Indeed, they had guessed right.
Xu Mo really wanted to use the children to deal with the pursuing unit.
And with just a few words, he had all the children persuaded.
Of course this was not the children being too simple, too easily fooled.
But Xu Mo's scheme went too deep.
The pursuing unit, the police, the program team, even with all three combined they were no match for Xu Mo alone.
So how could these children with still immature minds be a match for Xu Mo?
Watching Xu Mo squatting among the children.
Yang Jingxuan suddenly felt that Xu Mo was like the big bad wolf, and the children around him were kind and innocent little red riding hoods.
"Xu Mo really has no moral baseline...", Zhou Qiaoqiao murmured in disbelief beside her.
She couldn't even think of anything Xu Mo wouldn't do.
Eating, drinking, gambling, smoking, scamming, deceiving, stealing, Xu Mo basically covered everything.
Cheating people was one thing.
The key was...
These were still children!
Even cheating children, did Xu Mo's conscience not hurt?
......
The children's eagerness to help was very gratifying to Xu Mo.
"Lying wouldn't make you good children anymore, are you sure you want to help me?"
"Sure!", the children answered in unison.
"Then alright, but I don't need so many people, I only need one little friend to help me, among you all, who recites the fastest, with the best memory?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Other than a few children who knew they had poor memories and recited slowly and didn't raise their hands, the rest of the children all raised their hands high.
"I have a good memory! Pick me handsome brother."
"Handsome brother, I'm the fastest at reciting, pick me!"
"I can recite pretty fast too handsome brother, let me help you."
"......"
Xu Mo didn't pick any of the ones who raised their hands high and called out loudly.
From within the group of children he found a little chubby boy who hadn't raised his hand.
"Little friend, what is your name?"
"I'm called Dun Dun."
"So little Dun Dun, are you willing to help me?"
Dun Dun was thrilled at first.
"Of course!"
But very quickly, the delight in his eyes disappeared.
Replaced by dejection.
"But I have a very bad memory..."
"That's fine, that's just what I want.", Xu Mo smiled.
Hearing this, the thrilled look reappeared in Dun Dun's eyes again.
"Really?"
Xu Mo nodded: "Of course."
What he wanted was a bad memory!

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.”

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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.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"