Watching Chi Qingchi hesitate,
Lin Yu secretly felt a surge of satisfaction.
Trying to butter him up?
As if it were that easy!
Feigning displeasure, he said,
"What's this? Afraid of dirtying your clothes? Just wait outside then."
"Anyway, I wasn’t planning on having anyone help."
"Little silly Chi, you’d better not have anything to ask of me later!"
Chi Qingchi’s eyes widened: "!!!"
Could Lin Yu read minds?
Or had he already figured out she needed his help?
His words sounded almost deliberately aimed at her.
If she refused to chop the scallions now, how could she bring up her request later?
The upcoming comic convention was short on male cosplayers, and as the "event coordinator," she needed to find someone.
Thinking of the missing anime character, Chi Qingchi’s first thought was Lin Yu.
It wasn’t that she didn’t know other guys.
But for cosplay, the resemblance between the person and the character was crucial.
Once she matched the role to Lin Yu,
no other guy could even compare in her mind.
Fine, scallions it was!
She couldn’t let her chance to ask for help be ruined before she even opened her mouth.
"Who said I was afraid? Of course not!"
"Lin Yu, leave the scallions to me."
"Should I chop them finely or into sections?"
As she spoke, she sidled up to Lin Yu,
rolling up her sleeves as if ready to get to work.
Not bad.
Her attitude when asking for a favor was quite satisfying to Lin Yu.
He dipped his finger in flour and playfully dabbed it on her nose, teasing,
"Alright, I could tell you were up to something the moment you walked in."
"Out with it—what do you need my help with?"
Lin Yu’s perceptiveness didn’t surprise Chi Qingchi.
With her flour-dusted nose, she grinned and said,
"Hehe, I knew I couldn’t hide anything from you, Lin Yu."
"It’s just a teeny-tiny favor I’m hoping you’ll do for me."
Lin Yu took the bait:
"Then tell me, what’s this ‘teeny-tiny’ favor of yours?"
Chi Qingchi pulled out her phone, scrolled through it, and pulled up an image of an anime character.
"Lin Yu, do you recognize him?"
Lin Yu took a closer look:
"Tokyo Ghoul’s... Kaneki Ken?"
Chi Qingchi lit up with excitement:
"Yes, yes! I knew you’d have watched this, Lin Yu!"
"You really have seen everything, huh?"
Lin Yu raised an eyebrow:
"‘Seen everything’... is that supposed to be a compliment?"
Chi Qingchi giggled:
"For now, it is! Anyway, look at this picture—notice anything?"
Lin Yu deadpanned:
"That he’s paler than you?"
Chi Qingchi waved her hands:
"That’s not the point! The point is... he looks just like you, doesn’t he?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Well, if he dyed his hair white... it wouldn’t be too far off.
Chi Qingchi’s way of buttering someone up was far smoother than her sister’s.
Even though he knew it was flattery,
it still felt pretty good to hear.
But then again...
She wanted him to cosplay Kaneki Ken?
At a crowded comic convention? That was downright embarrassing.
So far, he’d skipped many urgent or daily tasks simply because they didn’t suit him.
He could always revisit them later—they weren’t critical to his plans anyway.
But this convention-related request might mean a lot to the little otaku girl.
He’d already been reborn once—why cling to dignity now?
Hadn’t he done plenty of embarrassing things lately?
What was one more?
"Hey, hey, hold off on the compliments."
"Something tells me you’re scheming. Spit it out—what’s the favor?"
"If you don’t say it soon, I’ll really make you chop those scallions!"
Lin Yu pretended not to know, prompting her.
Chi Qingchi held up her phone and said sweetly,
"Lin Yu, here’s the thing..."
"Next Tuesday, there’s a comic convention. I’m the event coordinator for Pingchuan University’s anime club."
"We want to do a Kaneki Ken cosplay, and you’re our top pick!"
"Could you free up your Tuesday for us?"
"I’ll owe you a million favors—anything you need, just say the word!"
"Pleaaase..."
Tch.
"Top pick"?
The way Chi Qingchi sweet-talked him was almost like his own tactics.
Whether he agreed or not, she’d already laid on the praise thick.
As if rejecting her would mean losing the "perfect candidate" for the role.
Ah, well.
For that last promise alone, it was worth saying yes.
"Tuesday... I am free, but what about the costume and accessories..."
Of course, Lin Yu didn’t actually care about that.
He just didn’t want to make it too easy for her.
"We’ll handle it all!"
"I brought a measuring tape—let me get your measurements now."
"There’s a shop at Spring Plaza—our club can buy everything today!"
"The anime club’s got plenty of funding, you know~"
"Lin Yu, let’s consider this settled, okay? Thank you, thank you!"
Chi Qingchi quickly sealed the deal,
afraid Lin Yu might have second thoughts if she hesitated.
...
Before long.
The restaurant gradually grew livelier.
Aunt Qimeng, Chi Qingshui, and Ye Mengfu arrived one after another.
Lin Yu greeted them warmly:
"No one needs to help—just take your seats and wait."
"This breakfast was specially prepared for..."
"You all!"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! A breakfast and affectionate greeting prepared especially for your cultivation partners sends their love surging!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
[Ding!]
[Masterful move…]
[Ding!]
[Masterful move…]
A simple sentence.
Yet it swept through the three cultivation partners present.
Aunt Qimeng managed her expression fairly well.
In contrast, Chi Qingshui and Ye Mengfu wore their youthful nervousness plainly on their faces.
Such wonderful days were becoming more and more delightful!
After a few more minutes,
the restaurant grew several times livelier.
Tang Yimian, Xia Yiwei, and Maomao, having finished freshening up, also arrived.
Though they had all lived together in the same apartment for quite some time,
mornings as bustling as this were rare.
The women didn’t exchange words,
yet they could faintly sense
that only Lin Yu had the "charisma"
to gather so many at once.
Lin Yu had indeed said no help was needed,
but Aunt Qimeng still stepped forward, dutifully picking up a stack of bowls:
"Xiao Yu, let me help you."
"After we eat, don’t worry about cleaning up—I’ll take care of it."
As she spoke,
Aunt Qimeng glanced at Lin Yu.
Just one glance.
Yet Lin Yu immediately noticed something unusual.
This look from Aunt Qimeng…
Meant something was up!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
