"Rourou, why are you just packing without sorting anything?"
"With so many packages, you expect me to unpack and search through them all by myself while you only handle the easiest part?"
Wu Chuntian glared at Lv Rou, who barely looked like she’d broken a sweat, her tone sharp.
She had been toiling away for hours, her tank top clinging to her back with sweat.
Meanwhile, Lv Rou looked perfectly fresh—not even a strand of her bangs was damp!
Wu Chuntian wasn’t stupid.
She knew exactly which tasks were labor-intensive and which were a breeze.
Hearing the complaint, Lv Rou quickly defended herself:
"I’m not slacking off! Dividing the work makes things faster, doesn’t it?"
"If we both rummaged through everything and then packed it all back, we’d just end up making a mess."
"And you know how Lin Yu is—if anything goes wrong, he’ll throw a fit."
"Who dares to cross him?"
Lv Rou deliberately brought up Lin Yu, hoping to shut Wu Chuntian down.
Ever since their last shopping trip,
Lv Rou had noticed something off about Wu Chuntian.
She was supposed to be on her side,
but lately, her words had been dripping with sarcasm—nothing like the "bestie" attitude from before.
Lv Rou was someone who "kept score."
Once she sensed Wu Chuntian’s shift, she wasn’t about to play nice.
If sisterly affection wasn’t working,
invoking their shared "boss" was the next best move.
Recently, the two had developed an unspoken understanding.
Neither would badmouth Lin Yu in front of the other.
It was as if the moment one said something, the other would immediately snitch.
Once distrust took root, it wasn’t easy to shake.
Wu Chuntian dropped the large bag she was holding and picked up a smaller one instead.
With a pointed look at Lv Rou, she said:
"You’re absolutely right, Rourou. Today, your words are full of wisdom."
"I’ve been sorting through things for ages—now it’s your turn, okay?"
"Of course, I wouldn’t dare provoke Lin Yu. But would you?"
Lv Rou: "!!!"
This was even more blatant than before!
She was outright clapping back now?
After all the times Lv Rou had shared good things with her!
"Fine, absolutely fine."
"Chuntian, let’s just hope we both get our photos and videos back from Lin Yu."
"My photos are just a personal matter, but your video… now that’s a real problem!"
Wu Chuntian: "!!!"
Was that a dig? Or a threat?
After their shopping trip, Lv Rou had privately taken credit in front of Lin Yu,
claiming all the credit for herself.
She knew full well that Lin Yu was emotionally unstable, with no parents around,
yet the moment he showed even a hint of "financial charm," she started cozying up to him.
Sure, she was mature for her age—but this was next-level shameless!
Might as well throw her pants away and just climb into Lin Yu’s lap!
"Rourou, I’d advise you to drop those delusions of yours."
"My video might be troublesome, but it’s just my own business."
"Your photos, if I recall, were a two-person affair, weren’t they?"
"Seems like guys these days care a lot about… that kind of experience."
Lv Rou had been subtle with her jabs,
but Wu Chuntian went straight for the throat.
Slap!
Lv Rou’s face flushed red as she hurled a disposable towel to the ground.
"Wu Chuntian, what the hell is your problem?"
"Have you had it out for me all along? Can’t you even talk like a normal person?"
Wu Chuntian, unfazed, tossed a bundle of small bags aside and squared up.
"Do I really need to repeat myself?"
"You know exactly what you’ve done."
"And now I’m starting to wonder—did you keep my video on purpose?"
"Just waiting for the right moment to screw me over, huh?"
Their shouting drew the attention of the security guard.
But before he could step in to mediate, a tall figure appeared in front of them.
"Ladies… are you taking your frustrations out on my things?"
Lin Yu had arrived at just the right moment, smiling as he surveyed the chaotic room.
His grin was pleasant, yet somehow sent chills down their spines.
Rustle rustle rustle…
Both girls immediately forgot their argument and scrambled to pick up the discarded items.
Lv Rou: "No, no! We just dropped them by accident!"
Wu Chuntian: "Yeah, yeah! A plastic bag burst and startled us!"
Lin Yu: "Ohhh… is that so?"
Lv Rou: "Yes, exactly what Chuntian said."
Wu Chuntian: "Heh heh heh…"
Lin Yu glanced at the mess on the floor,
then deliberately checked his phone and clicked his tongue.
"Seems like we’re running out of time."
"From the moment I texted you till now, you’ve barely made a dent."
"Maybe I should…"
He left the sentence hanging, his gaze flickering between the two girls.
His expression was unreadable—which only made him more terrifying.
Wu Chuntian wasn’t about to let Lv Rou steal the spotlight again.
She quickly spoke up:
"Half an hour!"
"These things aren’t hard to organize. Just give us another half hour—we’ll finish everything!"
Lv Rou stared at Wu Chuntian in shock: "???"
Half an hour to finish?
Is this idiot out of her mind?
In the first half-hour, they hadn’t even finished a third of the work.
Now she had the nerve to make such a bold claim—
that she could finish the rest in just another half-hour!
What a complete lack of sense.
If she failed, Lin Yu would surely make her regret it!
There was no way Lv Rou would speak up for something so reckless.
Right now, she was eagerly anticipating the moment Lin Yu would tear into Wu Chuntian.
However.
Lin Yu had already noticed Lv Rou’s sly gaze and her deliberate silence.
In fact.
Before the two women even started arguing,
Lin Yu had already arrived on the scene—he just hadn’t made his presence known yet.
And sure enough, staying back had been the right move.
Otherwise, he would’ve missed quite the spectacle.
Now that his two "employees" had learned to redirect their resentment for their "boss" onto each other,
As the boss, Lin Yu naturally…
had to add more fuel to the fire!
"Chuntian, thanks for your hard work. I’ll need one set right away."
"I see one’s already packed up—I’ll just take that one."
"The rest, take your time. No rush."
"Oh, and…"
"That backpack on the table—it’s yours, right?"
"I think you’ve been carrying it since we started school."
"There’s still some money left from last time’s shopping. Go pick out a new one for yourself."
"Price doesn’t matter—just get something decent. Don’t cheap out with some 20-dollar junk!"
Lin Yu spoke warmly while eyeing Wu Chuntian’s worn-out backpack.
Lv Rou: "!!!"
Wu Chuntian: "!!!"
When a "company" rewards its "employee of the month" based on who works the most overtime,
That company’s lights will never turn off before 8 PM.
...
(Extra chapter delivered—back to the grind tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!)

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.”

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!

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!