Lin Yu stared at the other hand now resting on his own: "???"
Seriously?
This time, he had given a clear, directed request!
Obviously.
That line was meant for the little mutt, Little Yu'er.
Mao Ruirui's sudden move.
Left the puppy utterly bewildered!
It tilted its head, paw hovering mid-air, beady eyes fixed on Mao Ruirui, its tail frozen mid-wag.
The expression practically screamed:
"Uh, sis?
Pretty sure I’ve never fought or snatched anything from you?
So why’re you cutting in on the male human’s affection like this?
Rude much…
Why don’t you two just go hold hands somewhere else?
Flirting right in front of a dog?
A dog’s life is still a life, you know!
I’m out! Send me back to the countryside!"
Mao Ruirui’s cheeks gradually warmed: "..."
Placing her hand there was easy—pulling it back? Not so much.
What was wrong with her?!
The moment she heard Lin Yu’s tender "put your hand here,"
Her body moved on pure instinct, zero overthinking.
How could a guy’s voice be so gentle…
Now what?
Snatching her hand back and calling it a misunderstanding…
Wouldn’t that just make her look like an idiot?
Would Little Yu even buy that?
He might think…
She was trying to take advantage of him!
Scrambling for an out, Mao Ruirui blurted:
"Any time…"
Lin Yu raised a brow: "Huh?"
Mao Ruirui straightened up: "Oh, uh… maybe you haven’t seen it? N-never mind… just a dumb joke."
As she began retracting her hand,
Lin Yu chimed in: "Any place…"
Mao Ruirui’s eyes lit up: "!!!"
He knows it?!
Since when was Little Yu into stuff like this?
She pressed her palm tighter against his: "Super detective…"
Lin Yu: "On the case!"
They both turned to Little Yu'er.
The pup, looking like it was humoring two overgrown kids, reluctantly placed its paw on top.
"Woof!"
It even threw in a spirited bark for good measure.
Lin Yu chuckled, withdrawing his hand.
Well played.
Ruirui-jie’s quick thinking was impressive.
She’d somehow salvaged the awkwardness.
This "Paw Patrol Saves the Day" moment further confirmed the terrifying power of the Beast Command.
Time to test further…
"Good boy, go play in your crate. I’ll check on you later."
Little Yu'er happily trotted to the crate, tail wagging nonstop.
Meanwhile, Mao Ruirui remained crouched, motionless this time.
Her expression showed no signs of battling "rationality."
Meaning… this "command" didn’t register?
Lin Yu mentally dissected it—
Was it because "in your crate" explicitly targeted the dog?
After all,
No sane human would willingly "play" in a crate.
He silently apologized to Ruirui-jie in his heart.
To verify, he addressed Little Yu'er again:
"Turn around, lift your chin—let’s get you comfy."
As he spoke,
Lin Yu deliberately avoided looking at Mao Ruirui,
Instead scratching the pup’s neck with feigned focus.
Even peripherally,
He could see Mao Ruirui shuffling into position, tilting her head toward his side.
The movement was fleeting—
She quickly reset, assuming he hadn’t noticed.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Bingo!
So ambiguous phrasing was the key?
Yikes.
His relationship with Ruirui-jie was firmly in "good friends" territory.
Nowhere near romantic!
Yet her reactions outdid even his flirty roommates…
Like her body was sprinting ahead of her brain.
This was a full-blown test of Lin Yu’s morals.
It reminded him of those ethical dilemmas:
"You have a button. Press it, and any girl obeys you—even offers… Do you press it?"
Mao Ruirui: "!!!"
Reaching out earlier was already bizarre enough.
Now what was she doing—offering her neck?!
Recalling her behavior…
Lin Yu’s tone and gestures had been unbearably tender.
In that moment,
Her traitorous brain whispered:
"I wish he’d pamper me like that…"
Thank goodness he didn’t see!
How would she even explain this?
Was years of singlehood warping her mind into thirsting over her cute neighbor?!
Gnawing her finger, Mao Ruirui studied Lin Yu with conflicted eyes.
Her zero dating experience left her clueless about these feelings.
But—
No other guy had ever made her react this way.
Let alone spark…
thoughts of being touched.
Could this be… a crush?
The more she dwelled, the more flustered she grew.
Her teeth worried at her finger, tangled in confusion.
Lin Yu paused petting Little Yu'er, glancing at Ruirui-jie’s bewildered face.
Confused?
Good.
Some things thrive in chaos—overthinking kills the magic.
Sigh.
And the chaos was just getting started.
"Ruirui-jie, Little Yu'er’s adorable."
"Thanks for inviting me over to see him."
"Watching him happy and healthy makes me happy too."
Lin Yu spoke earnestly.
If Mao Ruirui truly just wanted to show him the dog,
This reply gave her an easy out.
Hearing this,
Mao Ruirui yanked her finger free, forcing a smile:
"Yeah, he’s even livelier with you around."
"See how well he follows your commands?"
"Actually, Little Yu… I asked you here for another reason…"
There it was.
Just a dog visit wouldn’t warrant the effort.
An additional agenda made sense.
"Ruirui-jie, just say what’s on your mind."
"Need my help with something?"
Mao Ruirui stood abruptly, shifting the mood:
"Gosh, I’ve been rambling—"
"Come sit, Little Yu. Let’s talk properly."
She guided him to the table.
Lin Yu wasn’t one to wait passively.
He pulled up Mao Ruirui’s info panel,
Actively scanning for new quest triggers.
…
(Bonus chapter delivered! More battles tomorrow—goodnight, all!)
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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!
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.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
