[Ding!]
[God-tier move! The Joyous Sect’s charm talisman master nearly falls for the host’s dreamy romance, even preparing another lavish gift!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones]
Lin Yu: “???”
Lavish gift… Thanks!
What’s little Fufu secretly up to at home again?
The sudden system notification caught Lin Yu completely off guard.
Seems like he’d have to swing by the apartment later to see what this socially anxious girl had prepared for him this time.
Meanwhile.
The martial arts challenge had ended over half an hour ago.
Lin Yu and the others were now gathered in the dojo’s reception room.
Xia Xiashan’s physique was noticeably tougher than her younger sister’s.
Despite taking a brutal beating earlier, she’d mostly recovered her mobility within thirty minutes.
Though full recovery would take at least another hour.
Right now.
They were finalizing the “custody transfer” of Maomao in a friendly manner.
Thanks to their prior agreement yesterday, the process went smoothly.
Soon, Maomao and Xia Xiashan would head home to pack her belongings and electronics.
The move into the apartment should be completed by lunchtime.
“ID card!”
“Nice try, sis. Trying to hide it?”
“I saw this coming. Hand it over.”
“Can’t take the L? Need our little master here to humble you again?”
Xia Yiwei scrutinized every detail, leaving her sister no room to hide anything.
Caught red-handed, Xia Xiashan reluctantly pulled out Maomao’s ID from her wallet.
When passing it to Xia Yiwei, she deliberately slid it face down.
This tiny gesture didn’t escape Lin Yu’s notice.
Who was she trying to fool?
Did he need an ID to learn about Maomao?
The system had already laid bare every detail.
Du Miaomiao—obviously!
As the conversation wound down, Lin Yu spoke up:
“You guys keep chatting. I’ll step out to make a call—be right back.”
Watching Lin Yu leave, Xia Xiashan seemed to want to say something but held back.
Stepping outside to a quiet spot, Lin Yu dialed Mo Shangying’s number…
“Ying’er, everything’s going smoothly here.”
“Around noon, your rival will move in.”
“How’s your end? Everything good?”
Mo Shangying’s voice came through:
“Little Yu, you’ve really worn me out today.”
“All good though. Your new computers are upstairs now.”
“Just need to assemble them and install the OS—almost done!”
Lin Yu read between the lines.
The key detail stood out.
Little Yu!
She hadn’t called him that in days.
Meaning.
Someone else was helping her move things.
And it wasn’t Ye Mengfu.
“Thanks, Ying’er.”
“You’ve got help there, right?”
Lin Yu probed further.
Mo Shangying cheerfully replied:
“Big Chi and Little Chi saved me! I’d be dead tired without them.”
His little girlfriend and the homebody!
At least it wasn’t outsiders.
Lin Yu added: “Got it. After setup, could you handle one more thing for me?”
Mo Shangying: “Little Yu, since when do we stand on ceremony? Just say it!”
Lin Yu began explaining his plans…
Regarding Maomao’s move, he’d thought long-term.
If they were putting on an act, the surface details had to convince.
A hacker’s room couldn’t lack a proper computer setup, right?
Now that Lin Yu had funds—and would need high-performance PCs later anyway—
He’d asked Mo Shangying to replicate her own premium setup.
The cost meant nothing to him now.
Yet.
Ying’er insisted it was “for helping her” and paid for everything.
She even splurged on newer models surpassing her own rig’s specs.
Arguing with a hacker eager to foot the bill was pointless.
Taking her money while scheming for her affection—
Felt slightly shameless.
“Ding!”
Before returning to the lounge, a WeChat alert sounded.
Lin Yu checked.
Chi Qingchi?
Shouldn’t the homebody be in his room right now?
「Classmate Chi Qingchi (younger twin): Best Lin, wonderful Lin, world’s greatest Lin~」
First, he shortened her absurdly long contact name.
Flattery always hid an agenda.
This clever girl was definitely angling for something.
「Lin Yu: Spit it out.」
“Ding!”
「Chi Qingchi: Don’t be mean! I accidentally saw that tarot deck on your desk.」
「Chi Qingchi: Not snooping—it was just sitting there! Hehe.」
「Chi Qingchi: Want any gift? Name it (within my budget)! Break my promise and I’m a turtle!」
「Chi Qingchi: Can I have that tarot deck?」
The messages jogged Lin Yu’s memory.
Chi Qingchi’s [Daily Quest] included wanting an identical deck to Ye Mengfu’s.
A hand-painted, custom tarot set.
The only one in the apartment—maybe the world!
「Lin Yu: Possible…」
「Lin Yu: But not this one.」
「Lin Yu: This deck’s mine.」
Scoundrels have standards.
Flirts have principles.
Selling a heartfelt gift from someone who sees you as their “closest friend, first love”?
For a handful of spirit stones?
In your dreams!
「Chi Qingchi: (T_T) (T_T) (T_T)」
「Chi Qingchi: If not this one, which one then?」
「Chi Qingchi: Just tell me what you want! I’m super negotiable…」
This deck was off-limits.
But nothing stopped him from creating a near-identical replica.
Having copied little Fufu’s artistic skills, Lin Yu was now the apartment’s second master painter!
Copying the original wouldn’t challenge him.
「Lin Yu: Anything goes? You said it. I’ll get you another set in a few days.」
「Chi Qingchi: Really?! Long live Lin!! Our usual rules apply though…」
「Chi Qingchi: (No NSFW art)」
Lin Yu: “…”
Since when were otaku this hard to trick?
Harder than hackers, artists, or shop owners?
The world’s going downhill!
[Ding!]
[God-tier move! Keeping your lover’s favorite snacks prominently displayed moves them deeply!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
Lin Yu internally:
Heheh, little girlfriend’s getting emotional again!
……
Apartment.
Lin Yu’s bedroom.
Mo Shangying bustled about arranging items while muttering:
“Ugh, Little Yu’s totally OCD.”
“Brings in all this tech but worries about his snack stash?”
“What a weirdo!”
“Big Chi, pass me that thing on the desk? Thanks!”
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?"
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...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
