In the adjacent private room.
Mo Shangying, who had been prepared to reveal her true appearance, sat back down again. The two girls in this room were just as deeply shocked as those at the scene.
Mo Shangying and Ye Mengfu stared at each other for a long time. Neither spoke.
Finally, Mo Shangying broke the silence with a question:
"So Sister Weiwei is really Master's disciple too!"
"Why does Master keep taking on disciples everywhere?"
Ye Mengfu shook her head: "..."
She had no idea about Xia Yiwei's situation. But when Mo Shangying "became a disciple," she had witnessed it firsthand.
Could they blame Lin Yu for constantly accepting disciples?
It was entirely because Ying'er had insisted on becoming one!
Mo Shangying pondered for a moment before asking another question:
"Master is also a martial arts grandmaster?"
Ye Mengfu shook her head again: "..."
Mo Shangying: "Did she misspeak? Shouldn’t it be a foot massage master instead?"
Ye Mengfu was utterly stunned: "???"
Regardless, the crisis of their identities being exposed had been temporarily resolved.
Mo Shangying resumed what she had been doing earlier, speaking into her earpiece:
"Master, you go ahead with your business. I’ll explain everything to you slowly."
"This time, I’ll give you all the details about Xia Xiashan."
"Use whatever you can, and later, tell me and Little Fufu about it too."
"Is Sister Weiwei my senior or junior disciple? Hehehe!"
......
At the accident scene.
Lin Yu finally let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
How he would handle the aftermath with the fishnet-clad nurse could wait. At the very least, he had managed to maintain a decent first impression.
"Are we just going to stand here and keep talking?"
Lin Yu casually mentioned.
Xia Xiashan and Maomao, who had arranged the dinner, immediately caught on.
"Let’s take our seats first. I’ll notify the waiters to start serving. We can chat while we eat."
"Today, we’ve invited quite the extraordinary guest. I’m incredibly curious about ZerO’s story."
Xia Xiashan’s tone had shifted, and she looked at Lin Yu with a meaningful gaze.
His identity was safe—but a grudge had indeed been formed.
It seemed that between him and Xia Xiashan, a "showdown" was inevitable sooner or later.
The International Hotel’s service was efficient.
Xia Xiashan, being generous, had ordered an array of exquisite, high-end dishes.
For Grandma Lin, it was like stepping into a whole new world.
Forget about identities or grudges—filling his stomach was what mattered now!
He hadn’t eaten properly in the afternoon, and he wasn’t about to let his stomach suffer any longer.
But just as Lin Yu picked up a paper-thin slice of sausage with his chopsticks, before it could reach his mouth—
Xia Xiashan’s provocation arrived:
"Grandmaster Z, Weiwei says you’re quite the fighter?"
Lin Yu’s muscle memory kicked in, and he replied without thinking:
"Pfft, what’s the use of being good at fighting?"
The moment he said it—
The entire table erupted in reaction.
Maomao’s muscle memory activated too:
"‘The Special New Humans’—‘To survive in this world, you need power and connections. Which gang are you from?’ Exact quote, minute , second !"
Lin Yu: "..."
This little hacker was seriously unhinged.
Would she literally die if she didn’t dissect a reference?
Xia Xiashan pressed on relentlessly:
"If you were in a fight, how many people could you take on at once?"
Before Lin Yu could think of a response, Xia Yiwei spoke up for her master:
"My master can take on ten at once!"
Maomao seized the opportunity instantly:
"‘Ip Man’—though Wei’s not entirely accurate. The exact line is ‘I want to fight ten!’"
Lin Yu, still holding his chopsticks, sighed helplessly:
"Ladies, can we maybe eat first before continuing this?"
Maomao’s eyes sparkled with excitement:
"‘The Raid’—Ah Wei’s line in the abandoned parking lot, minute , second !"
Xia Xiashan: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
This girl was possessed!
Do hackers really have this much free time?
Not only does she watch all these movies, but she memorizes the timestamps too?
All he wanted was to eat in peace!
Lin Yu stared at the delicate slice of sausage on his chopsticks:
"Maomao, I get that you’re eager to show off."
"But I usually eat three-yuan grilled sausages. Today’s a rare chance to enjoy a premium dish."
"Let’s eat first, then continue the performance, alright?"
Unexpectedly—
Lin Yu’s words only made Maomao’s eyes shine even brighter. She even stood up abruptly:
"Grilled sausages—three yuan for one, how much for two?"
"The answer is five yuan!"
"Only those who truly understand life know the real answer."
"It’s just like yesterday’s ‘find a piece of bubblegum’—same logic!"
"ZerO, I’m not the same person I was yesterday. I won’t lose to anyone again!"
"Got any more challenges for me?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Xia Xiashan: "Maomao… have you been memorizing all this?"
Xia Yiwei: "Is… is this how hackers compete? This is what they compare?"
Lin Yu finally understood.
If he didn’t deal with this obsessive, borderline-deranged kitten—
He wouldn’t get a single bite in peace.
Her competitiveness wasn’t just strong—it was downright pathological!
Instead of resting last night, she had gone and crammed like it was an exam.
Fine.
If she didn’t understand the ruthlessness of the real world, he’d have to teach her.
Lin Yu: "Question time!"
Maomao instantly straightened up, fists clenched in determination.
Xia Xiashan: "There’s really a question?"
Xia Yiwei: "Master, you’re serious?"
Did he have a choice?
This cat wasn’t one to be fooled easily!
Lin Yu set down his chopsticks and fired off without hesitation:
"Which of the following constitutes the crime of provocation?"
"A: Going to a hospital ward every day to pour cold water on a comatose patient."
"B: Standing outside an orphanage with a loudspeaker, blasting ‘Only Mama is Good in This World’ on loop."
"C: Attending a friend’s father’s funeral and asking, ‘Why isn’t your dad here?’"
"D: Boarding a funeral bus and handing out wedding candies to grieving family members."
"Your answer?"
Maomao’s pupils trembled violently: "Wait… what…?!!"
Xia Xiashan froze on the spot: "???"
Xia Yiwei gave two thumbs up: "Wow!"
Mo Shangying’s voice crackled through the earpiece:
"That’s my Master for you—destroy this competitive little brat!"
"Hahaha, what kind of carbon-based lifeform even thinks of questions like this?"
"Master, I freaking love you!"
Lin Yu: "..."
For a moment, he couldn’t tell if his rebellious disciple was praising him or insulting him.
It wasn’t that Maomao hadn’t prepared enough—
She just hadn’t lived long enough.
A top-tier legal exam question like this? She’d never even heard of it.
Lin Yu casually waved five fingers and said dismissively:
"Git gud."
"Sit down. Let’s eat."
"Before the cold dishes turn warm."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?!
