[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve uncovered the weaknesses of the succubus and the deer girl, defeating them completely!]
[Reward: 50 + 50 Spirit Stones.]
A mere hundred spirit stones.
Just a small reward for taking down a team’s underlings.
Seems like to fully complete the timed mission, I’ll have to go after Shi Yanhai himself.
Who would’ve thought?
The class president still has such prestige, always playing the final boss till the last round.
After tossing the phone back to Lv Rou,
The two girls, too busy cursing Lin Yu to care, immediately huddled together and opened the WeChat chat interface.
“Rou, withdraw it! Hurry the hell up and withdraw it!”
“It’s only been a minute or two, there’s still time…”
Wu Chuntian seemed even more frantic than Lv Rou.
Compared to Wu Chuntian’s video, Lv Rou’s spitfire messages and suggestive photos were nothing.
No matter what, they had to withdraw the sent messages first, then deal with the person who needed dealing with.
Lv Rou’s hands trembled as she scrolled through the WeChat chat history.
The more she looked, the more horrified she felt…
Lin Yu’s voice drifted over eerily:
“Lv Rou, what are you looking for?”
“Of course, you can’t keep this kind of chat history. If someone accidentally sees it, they’ll definitely misunderstand you two.”
“I already deleted it for you. As for the photos and videos, I suggest you delete those too.”
Lv Rou: “???”
Wu Chuntian: “???”
When did he delete it?
He’d just dodged them earlier and handed the phone back to Lv Rou.
They hadn’t noticed him doing anything else.
How could he have deleted it so fast?!
But if it was deleted…
Once a message was sent, there was no taking it back!
Lv Rou’s photos and Wu Chuntian’s video would stay in Lin Yu’s phone forever!
Wu Chuntian’s bangs trembled uncontrollably:
“Lin Yu, you dumbass, I swear I’ll—”
Before she could finish, Lv Rou grabbed her:
“Chuntian, stop yelling! What if the other classmates come over?”
“How are we supposed to explain this to everyone?!”
The more she said, the angrier Wu Chuntian got.
She gripped Lv Rou’s arm tightly, seething:
“And you! You damn slut!”
“Didn’t you promise me you’d deleted everything?”
“How the hell is it still on your phone? And you let him see it? Did you do this on purpose?!”
From Wu Chuntian’s perspective, it was a fair assumption.
“I did delete it, Chuntian, I swear!”
“I don’t know what happened… maybe the phone glitched?”
“I deleted all my embarrassing stuff too, but it just popped back up.”
Lv Rou was at a loss for words.
Only Lin Yu, standing nearby, knew just how unfairly she was being treated.
Lv Rou didn’t have time to argue with Wu Chuntian. She quickly turned to Lin Yu:
“Lin Yu, delete the photos you accidentally received right now.”
“That’s my personal privacy. Whether it was an accident or not…”
“Either way, violating someone’s privacy like this is extremely rude.”
While Lv Rou kept her cool, Wu Chuntian wasn’t as polite.
“Lin Yu, delete that shit right now.”
“Or I’ll call the cops on you for harassment—you’ll get arrested for sure!”
“Delete it, and we’ll pretend nothing happened.”
Lin Yu sneered inwardly.
Hah.
Still don’t realize who’s in control here?
Hearing the threat, Lin Yu cranked up his acting.
His eyes widened dramatically, bulging like a fish’s, staring straight at the two girls.
His unhinged expression made them instinctively shrink back.
Then—
“Who?! Who’s arresting me?”
“Arrest me? For what?”
“For what?! What did I do?”
“What did I do?! Are you trying to frame me?!”
His exaggerated, near-psychotic outburst terrified them.
Especially as his voice rose with each word, teetering on the edge of, “I’m about to lose it—no, really, I’m losing it!”
At this point,
Lv Rou deeply regretted provoking him.
Summoning her courage, she patted Lin Yu’s arm, trying to calm him:
“Lin Yu, Lin Yu, relax, we didn’t mean it like that…”
But—
BANG!
Lin Yu slammed his fist on the soft armrest:
“Who the hell is ‘Lin Yu’?! My parents, my grandparents—none of them call me by my full name!”
“My birthday’s in January. How old are you?”
Lv Rou: “???”
What kind of question was that?!
Since when do classmates not use full names?
She tucked her hair behind her ear. “I’m… April.”
Lin Yu kept glaring. “Then I’m older than you!”
Lv Rou: “You are… Yu… Yu-ge…”
Lin Yu’s gaze shifted to Wu Chuntian.
Wu Chuntian flinched. “Yu-ge…”
Lin Yu punched his own thigh:
“Not gentle at all! I’m warning you—don’t talk to me until I calm down!”
Lv Rou: “……”
Wu Chuntian: “……”
The two girls fell completely silent.
What else could they say?
How do you reason with a guy who punches himself when angry?
No wonder none of their classmates interacted much with Lin Yu—now it all made sense!
After his dramatic performance, Lin Yu leaned back in his seat.
Pulling out his phone, he began reviewing his chat history with Lv Rou—critically.
He could feel the girls’ occasional glances but didn’t hide it. Instead, he made sure they saw.
You like messing with me?
Keep it up!
He’d watched plenty of videos before, but never with the “actresses” sitting right beside him.
Ten minutes before the movie started,
Chi Qingshui finally returned, her expression stormy.
Lin Yu took one look—
Seems things didn’t go well?
“If you hadn’t come back soon, I was gonna call you.”
“Da Chi, they’re probably closing the doors, right?”
“The movie’s about to start.”
Lin Yu picked up his backpack, clearing the seat beside him.
Chi Qingshui sat down and said,
“The restroom was farther than I thought, so it took a while.”
“What about you…?”
As she spoke, she glanced at Lin Yu’s other side.
Lv Rou and Wu Chuntian were huddled together, whispering.
Their eyes kept darting toward Lin Yu.
Did something happen while she was gone?
Lin Yu shook his head, lowering his voice:
“I’m a little nervous. Still not sure how to start a conversation with her.”
Just then,
Lv Rou and Wu Chuntian stood up together.
Lv Rou looked at Lin Yu and said,
“Lin—”
“Yu-ge, we’re going to grab drinks at the concession stand.”
“Do you want Coke or orange juice?”
…
(Second update today—more coming soon!)
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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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.”
