Two minutes later.
Lin Yu triumphantly raised his phone high in the air.
Below him, Chi Qingchi jumped desperately, whining like a wounded puppy:
"Lin Yu, you can’t do this to me…"
"Please delete those photos, I’m begging you…"
Lin Yu kept his arm outstretched, teasing:
"Qingchi, your script-reading skills need work."
"At a time like this, shouldn’t you be adding, ‘I’ll do anything’?"
The moment he’d spotted the suspicious image earlier,
Lin Yu had moved lightning-fast—snatching his phone,
snapping a "perfect evidence shot" of Qingchi’s startled face and the incriminating screen behind her.
Such a golden opportunity.
Letting it slip without photographic proof would’ve been criminal.
Now,
fully aware of her predicament, Qingchi launched into full tantrum mode.
Delete the photo?
Not a chance!
"Lin Yu, you can’t exploit someone’s weakness like this! You’re supposed to be the nicest guy in the apartment!"
"Just delete it, okay? That image… wasn’t something I was actually looking at…"
Still trying to lie her way out, Chi Qingchi squirmed.
Lin Yu delivered the knockout blow.
Casually, he remarked:
"Oh, I know it wasn’t you. Isn’t this your sister Da Chi’s computer?"
"We’ve uncovered her secret together—we’re allies now. Why so nervous?"
"Let’s just send this to Da Chi and ask…"
"How the prestigious Film Academy’s student council president secretly fantasizes about two sisters and one man?"
"Disgraceful! Tsk tsk."
Even knowing this was pure provocation,
Chi Qingchi couldn’t risk it.
If that silver-tongued devil actually followed through…
Who knew what horrors might unfold!
Twenty-year-old boys were so… impulsive.
"Don’t send it! I’ll confess, okay…"
"Wahhh! I only clicked out of critical analysis and curiosity!"
"I never saved that image—it just magically appeared on my hard drive!"
"Wuuu, this is so unfair!"
Her theatrical sobs contained zero tears.
The otaku girl’s lies had failed; now came the "honesty gambit."
But Lin Yu zeroed in on another bombshell…
She owned an external hard drive?!
Aspiring to be a truly cultured connoisseur?
This unassuming shut-in had layers!
Faking shock, Lin Yu clutched his chest dramatically:
"WHAT?!"
"So the ‘two sisters one man’ fantasy belongs to YOU, little miss pure?!"
"Qingchi, we’re so close—for this behavior, I’ve got four words…"
"Call me sometime!"
Chi Qingchi frantically crossed her arms in an "X" gesture.
Lin Yu dodged past her, plopping back at the computer.
"Enough drama. Let’s fix your malware first."
Chi Qingchi: "…"
A split second of distraction,
and his phone had vanished into his pocket.
Attempting a pat-down might trigger even worse "outbursts."
Her heart sank.
Had she literally invited the wolf into her home?
She’d noticed Lin Yu’s growing "You wouldn’t want people to know…" villain vibes lately,
but now he’d actually seized blackmail material.
Heart = crushed.
Spirit = weeping.
All this over a two-minute task.
Lin Yu continued to stall for time, making excuses to emphasize how complicated the process was.
Old workplace habits had crept back into his daily life.
To sum it up:
Turn simple tasks into convoluted ones, report excessively on complex tasks, document every step via email, and fill those emails with empty buzzwords.
Occasionally, he’d even let his superior catch a minor mistake just so he could butter them up with a flattering, "Only you could’ve spotted that, boss."
If every task wrapped up too quickly, how would anyone even notice he was "working hard"?
"Qingchi, grab me a notebook and pen."
"I need to jot down the file codes. This virus infected a lot of your sister’s study materials."
"We’ll have to delete them all first, then recover them one by one."
"If we miss even one, won’t your sister murder you?"
At that, Chi Qingchi didn’t waste a single word. She immediately dashed to her little desk.
At the same time, Lin Yu switched the atmosphere back from "forbidden ruins exploration" mode.
Now, it was time for him to embark on a wondrous "treasure hunt."
Lin Yu: "This notebook’s too small—it won’t fit all the file codes. Look for a bigger one underneath."
Chi Qingchi: "How about this one?"
Lin Yu: "Uh, isn’t that your class notes? Find a useless one!"
Chi Qingchi: "Oh, let me check again."
Lin Yu’s eyes locked onto a glint of gold peeking out from the stack of books. He kept directing her:
"Can’t you just move the pile? It’s about to topple!"
Chi Qingchi nodded and obediently split the stack into two.
Now, only a used notebook stood between her and that shiny object.
"That one! Perfect. Hand it over."
Lin Yu quickly pointed at the obstructing notebook.
Chi Qingchi picked it up, puzzled:
"This? It’s even smaller than the last one..."
But as she lifted it, her gaze landed on the "comic book" now exposed on top—
Thud! She slammed the notebook back down instantly.
Chi Qingchi: "!!!"
Lin Yu smirked imperceptibly:
"It’s just right. Bring it here—what’re you waiting for?"
Under his knowing stare, Chi Qingchi stammered guiltily:
"Uh, this one’s already full. I’ll find another the same size."
Lin Yu was inwardly delighted.
His curiosity about that golden glint only grew stronger.
He stood up and walked straight to her desk.
"Full? Doesn’t look like it. Seems pretty new to me. Let me see..."
As his hand reached for the concealing notebook—
Chi Qingchi frantically clamped down on it, mumbling:
"R-really, it’s all written on..."
"Hey! Lin Yu, what about this one instead?"
She pointed desperately to another notebook in a different pile.
But when she turned back, Lin Yu was grinning like he’d uncovered a secret.
"Qingchi, no use hiding it. I already saw the..."
"Was that a goblin drawn on top?"
Chi Qingchi’s inner scream:
Why did I even let him in here?!
...

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!

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?!

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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