The Second Day.
Nanako gritted her teeth, with steam rising from her head in bursts, and shouted:
"Knight Arnold, you must give me a reasonable explanation for this! How could this happen! How could Vivian knock my disciple unconscious with a hammer!"
"And that confession - it's completely unacceptable!!"
Arnold was drenched in sweat, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and said:
"Executive Nanako, please calm down, calm down! I don't know why either! Logically speaking, Lady Vivian and your disciple had just met, how could she fall for him at first sight!"
Nanako, exasperated, pointed at Lynn who was sitting not far away on a small stool, silently smoking for a long time.
One cigarette after another.
Ashes drifting in the wind.
Nanako exclaimed frantically: "Can't you see how depressed my once lively and cheerful disciple has become?! Explain! There must be a reasonable explanation."
Lynn sat on the stool in the corner.
Smoking.
Silent.
Silence is tonight's Cambridge.
[Being confessed to by your own descendant from who knows how many generations later...]
[Indeed, I was the one who was wrong.]
[Wrong because I was too outstanding...]
[No matter where I go, I'm like a firefly in the dark night, so bright, so distinguished...]
Lynn raised his head, taking a world-weary and melancholic drag of his cigarette.
But...
He still felt a subtle hint of melancholy.
The bump on his head still throbbed faintly.
Being knocked unconscious by his own great-great-granddaughter using a dizziness enchantment she prayed for...
Just thinking about it made him want to jump off the nearby city wall...
He didn't know what happened after he was knocked unconscious last night.
It wasn't until he woke up this morning that he heard from his loli master...
Last night.
After he was knocked unconscious.
His great-great-granddaughter had very quickly and nimbly hoisted him up, then ran frantically towards the door.
If it weren't for his loli master's timely reaction...
He...
Might have become the first ancestor in history... to be taken advantage of by his own descendant of unknown generations.
Lynn took a deep breath, wiping away the moisture of melancholy from the corner of his eye.
Indeed... showing off in front of one's descendants...
One really needs to maintain the right balance...
He should have known that when a strong and handsome young man suddenly appears before an innocent girl...
She would undoubtedly fall in love.
O(╥﹏╥)o
This really is... such a predicament!
After the negotiations, Nanako turned around, her eyes slightly moist, looking at her disciple's silent demeanor, feeling very heartbroken.
Being confessed to by one's own descendant.
No matter how you think about it, it's truly a tragic situation.
"Come here for a hug, disciple, don't cry, don't cry."
Nanako walked over sympathetically, patted Lynn's back, offering her shoulder for him to lean on.
"When we get back, master will give you a few days off."
After all, experiencing something like this...
Her disciple's spirit must have suffered severe damage...
Nanako's eyes were also getting teary.
"Can I have a month off?" Lynn forced tears to his eyes.
Nanako nodded, saying compassionately: "Of course you can."
"Can I also ask for shoulder massages and back rubs?" Lynn's eyes became even more teary.
"Of course you can." Nanako became even more emotional.
"Can we also sleep together?"
"Yes, we can..."
WHACK--
Nanako closed her eyes and delivered a knock to his head.
In the basement of Moonlily City Castle.
The Sword Puppet had been pacing back and forth for an entire day.
And whenever he thought about the horrifying scene he witnessed yesterday, he felt his magical core showing signs of wanting to burn out.
"This foolish girl! This foolish girl!"
The Sword Puppet trembled.
Suddenly confessing to someone in public was bad enough.
But do you know that the person you confessed to is your ancestor!
This isn't just a matter of disturbing ancestral graves anymore...
This is enough to shock all your ancestors into becoming zombies and crawling out of their graves!
"I hope the master won't be angry!" The Sword Puppet paced back and forth, anxious beyond measure.
And at this moment.
The space in the basement suddenly distorted.
The next moment.
A handsome young man slowly appeared before him.
"Morning." Lynn silently took a drag of his cigarette.
Instantly, the Sword Puppet's eyes widened with joy.
Mas... Master!!
Master came to see him!!
Without hesitation, the Sword Puppet rushed over, knelt on one knee, pounded his chest with one hand, and exclaimed excitedly:
"Sword Series 007 Puppet, reporting to Master!"
Indeed.
He was one of the series of puppets created by Lynn after maxing out his magical engineering skills.
But what made him special was.
During his creation process, he accidentally developed his own consciousness, so Lynn kept him by his side.
Until the descent of the gods.
That's when he was assigned to be the guardian of the Violet Family.
Until today.
A thousand years!
A whole thousand years!
"Master, I really never imagined that you... you were still alive!" The Sword Puppet became teary-eyed.
Lynn took a breath, looking with dead-fish eyes and said:
"There's nothing surprising about it, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, everyone would leave some backup plans for themselves, after all, confronting gods was never something with high chances of success."
The Sword Puppet was moved to tears.
Back then, he was assigned to protect the Master's family descendants and didn't personally participate in that final battle.
And later when he heard the news of the Master's fall, he almost collapsed completely.
For a whole thousand years, he lived every day in tremendous grief as if his father had died, and now knowing his master wasn't dead, how could he not be emotional.
"This is wonderful! This is truly wonderful!"
The Sword Puppet wept openly.
"Your old servant has been thinking of you every day, crying every day..."
He pointed to a table not far away, crying loudly:
"Every day I kowtowed to you, hoping every day that you would come back to life and lead us against the gods again!"
Lynn was stunned, then looked in the direction he was pointing.
A dilapidated table.
On it hung a portrait of a gray-white robust man.
Three incense sticks in front.
Emitting blue smoke.
It was indeed his appearance from when he was the Violet Lord.
"..."
"..."
Lynn looked with dead-fish eyes, walked over, and glanced at several books placed on the table.
"Guide to Resurrection Magic (Necromancer's Edition)"
"Zombie Terminology for Rising from the Grave"
"Encyclopedia of Normal Communication with Zombie Ancestors"
"Secrets Between Zombies and Young Ladies"
"Proper Grooming Techniques for Long-Haired Zombie Ancestors"
Crack crack--
Lynn closed his eyes, cracking his knuckles, took a deep breath, and said with complex emotions:
"Sword Puppet, you've really put your heart into this. Perhaps in this world, only you think every day about how to resurrect me!"
The Sword Puppet said tearfully: "This is all what this old servant should do!"
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...
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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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
