Vivian kept praying in her heart.
Then she swallowed hard, widened her eyes, and cold sweat trickled down her back.
While chatting with Nanako, she subtly moved closer to Lynn's direction.
"Nanako, may I ask a personal question?" Vivian blushed slightly.
"What kind of partner do you prefer?"
Nanako tilted her head and glanced at her disciple who was looking around not far away. She then crossed her arms, looked up at the sky, and closed her eyes.
"Hmph, of course, it would be a very handsome and charming boy!"
"Could it be that Vivian has already..."
Nanako's curiosity was instantly ignited.
Vivian's face turned redder as she glanced towards Lynn's direction and quickly lowered her head, blushing.
"Um..."
In an instant.
Nanako's curious gaze quickly swept over Lynn towards the other side of the hall.
Where? Where?!
I just saw Vivian glance in this direction!
Lynn also quickly turned his head, curiously looking at all the females behind him.
[Where? Where?]
[It seemed like she glanced in this direction just now.]
[No way!]
[I must thoroughly check it out!]
In the next moment, Lynn and Nanako's gazes instantly fell on a middle-aged, pot-bellied, beer-bellied, gold-toothed, bald successful man.
Nanako: "(!)"
Lynn: "Oh my god! (Great shock!)"
Lynn's heart trembled as he stared, scanning the middle-aged successful man from head to toe.
Is this the kind of guy?!
My heavens.
Does my great-great-granddaughter really like this kind of man?
Please!
This bald middle-aged man is at least thirty years older than you, old enough to be your father!
And as if sensing the gaze, the middle-aged bald man smiled slightly, showing his golden teeth, proudly displaying his belly, and raised his wine glass in a toast.
Snap—
A button on his belly suddenly burst open.
The excess fat on his belly immediately rolled out like waves.
Nanako: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Lynn slapped his forehead with one hand, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
No, it can't be, my descendants' aesthetic standards can't be so twisted!
Vivian blushed and asked, "Nanako, I want to ask, if it were you, would you accept a boyfriend who is older than you?"
Nanako glanced at Lynn and quickly looked up at the sky. "Well, of course, it's also something to consider."
Vivian immediately hoped, "What if he's much, much older?"
Nanako: "!!!"
Lynn: "!!!!!"
Snap—
Lynn took a deep breath, turned his head, and slapped his forehead with one hand.
It's settled!
It's definitely settled!
My great-great-granddaughter... really likes...
Lynn gritted his teeth, his gaze instantly falling on the face of the pot-bellied, bald middle-aged man, his fingers clenched.
This pot-bellied, bald successful man!
What a tragedy!
This is a tragedy for the entire Violet Family!
Am I really going to have a pot-bellied, bald successful man as my great-great-great-grandson-in-law?
[Calm down, Lynn, you need to calm down!]
[Although you are her ancestor, you must respect the choices of your descendants!]
[You can't impose your ancient values on a modern girl!]
[But still, it's so frustrating!]
Vivian's face grew redder and redder. "Nanako, my sweetheart is here right now. Do you think I should bravely express my feelings?"
Nanako looked at the pot-bellied successful man and stammered,
"This... this... if you like him, then of course you should bravely... confess..."
Vivian thought for a moment, then nodded forcefully, her eyes slowly showing determination.
"Nanako, you're right!"
Then she took out a hammer from behind.
Nanako: "(ΩДΩ) What... what is this?"
Vivian seriously said, "Nanako, you may not know, but this is our Violet Family tradition. According to our ancestral teachings, if you meet a boy you like, you should knock him out and take him home to cook the rice. Vivian is ready to act!"
Nanako stuttered, "Ancestral... teachings..."
"What kind of messed-up ancestral teachings are these!"
Nanako was in a frenzy, grabbing her pigtails.
Lynn took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and no longer wanted to look.
[It seems... it's time to act...]
[It's over, the excellent genes of the Violet Family might end here...]
[But my family motto clearly states that you should choose a partner based on my heroic template, not just anyone you see with a hammer!]
[My heavens... never mind, never mind, I'm tired, just destroy it!]
Lynn closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and leaned painfully on the chair.
Then he felt Vivian approaching him step by step.
Is it time...
Can you reconsider?
That man is at least two cycles older than you, probably has grandchildren!
Lynn (〒▽〒).
What a disaster!
Then, Lynn felt Vivian stop near him.
He slightly opened his eyes and saw Vivian's red little face.
Without a word, Lynn immediately closed his eyes, his mouth twitching slightly.
[No way! No way...]
[Do you want me, an elder, to give you some advice?]
[Impossible! Not to mention whether my identity would be exposed, even if I really give you advice, I...]
And just as Lynn was mentally rambling.
Bang—
A loud noise.
Instantly, the entire banquet hall fell into silence.
Lynn opened his eyes in astonishment.
"Huh?"
Vivian, with a slightly red face, held the hammer very accurately above his head.
"..."
"..."
Pin-drop silence around.
Nanako, Arnold, and others all opened their mouths wide, standing in a daze.
Then they heard Vivian's shy words.
"I like you ♥~ Although I don't know your name yet, but..."
"Please go out with me, Vivian!"
Vivian tightly closed her eyes, holding the hammer, and boldly confessed.
"..."
In the next moment.
Nanako: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Arnold: "Oh my god!!!"
The Sword Puppet even let out a hum, a wisp of black smoke rising from its head, its brain blank, and it crashed.
Lynn was stunned.
And in that instant.
He finally understood the reason Vivian prayed for enchantment in the ancestral hall...
And finally understood her real target...
What a disaster!
In that moment, the impact Lynn experienced was no less than a comet hitting the earth.
Then his head tilted back.
The powerful enchantment took effect instantly,
He immediately spat out a lot of white foam, his eyes spinning with spirals, and he passed out.
Lynn (x﹏x)o.
"Disciple!" Nanako shouted, rushing over quickly.
...
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
