I have to admit.
Lin Yu's reasoning was absolutely sound, completely convincing the two sisters.
The ones committing misdeeds were the other party—what did they have to fear?
Soon after.
The three of them continuously picked up stones from the ground.
Little Chi asked curiously:
"Lin Yu, can you really hit them from this far away?"
"Feels like my strength can only throw halfway across the pond."
In no time.
The three had gathered over twenty small stones in their hands. Lin Yu told Little Chi to hold them carefully.
Confidently, he said:
"Watch closely—my throwing arm isn’t any weaker than the vice president’s!"
With that.
Lin Yu controlled his strength and effortlessly tossed one.
If he threw it with full force…
Today wouldn’t just be about giving them a simple lesson.
They might have to call the families to identify "the thugs who got their heads blown off."
Even using just twenty or thirty percent of his strength.
It was still more pain than the demonic gang could handle!
Thud!
A dull sound came from the front of the four men.
Along with it was Gao Yumin’s gritted groan:
"Tsk! Ugh…"
"What the hell?!"
"Something just hit my leg!"
Gao Yumin clutched his calf and plopped down into the grass.
With him—the one leading the charge—down, the others behind him were blocked.
On Lin Yu, Chi Qingshui, and Chi Qingchi’s side.
Ding!
[Brilliant move! The Saint’s godly technique leaves his Dao companions in awe!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Ding!
[Brilliant move…]
Chi Qingshui pointed at the rustling grass ahead, excitement in her voice:
"Did he actually hit them? They’ve stopped moving over there!"
Chi Qingchi, being more outgoing and lively,
jumped up excitedly, laughing:
"Hahaha, Lin Yu throws stones like he’s shooting bullets!"
"‘Whoosh’—and it flies straight over!"
"With a wall behind them and the pond ahead, they can only run forward or back, right?"
Lin Yu weighed the second stone in his hand and said:
"Yeah, no way we’re letting them escape that easily."
"Gotta leave a few lumps on their heads!"
"Let’s see if these shady creeps dare to mess with us again…"
The initial nervousness in Chi Qingshui and Chi Qingchi’s hearts had completely vanished.
Now, they focused intently, watching Lin Yu prepare his next throw.
Nervousness doesn’t disappear—it just transfers.
The four hiding in the grass were now in full panic.
"Big Gao, what hit you?"
"Did you step on something?"
"Get up and move, damn it! If you don’t, we’re stuck too!"
Gou Feng urged from behind, clearly frantic.
There was no time to waste.
If Lin Yu circled around, he’d catch up to them in no time!
Just a few dozen meters ahead was a paved path—if they could reach it, they could bolt.
As he spoke.
Another stone pierced through the thick grass, smacking Gou Feng square in the face.
Thud!
"Gah—!!"
Gou Feng clutched his face and collapsed into the grass.
A metallic taste flooded his mouth—his tongue had bitten down from the impact.
Never hit a man’s face.
But Lin Yu had no such reservations when it came to Gou Feng.
He’d heard everything Gou Feng said earlier.
The idea of coming back to mess with Lin Yu? All his doing.
The others could get off easy—Gou Feng needed to be taught a harsh lesson.
"A… a pebble?!"
"Who the hell’s throwing pebbles?!"
"Is my face… broken? Is it broken?!"
Gou Feng scrambled up, frantically touching his face, making Shi Yanhai and Zhao Bin check.
Shi Yanhai shook his head, voice trembling:
"N-no, not broken… just… purple…"
Gou Feng: "!!!"
Meanwhile, Zhao Bin peeked through the grass.
And there—he saw Lin Yu, winding up another throw in their direction!
"It’s Lin Yu! Lin Yu’s the one throwing stones!"
"Damn it, how’s he even—"
Thud!
"Ah! Shit—!!"
"My shoulder…! Agh!"
"Are these rocks or bullets?! Why does it hurt so much?!"
Before Zhao Bin could finish,
he crumpled to the ground, muffling his screams.
Shi Yanhai was stunned.
Why did this feel like they were fugitives?
Cornered by "police" suppressing fire!
Lin Yu was just throwing stones, right?
Who hadn’t played stone-tossing games as a kid?
Plenty of people could throw accurately—but this painful?
Shi Yanhai had never seen anything like it.
Was it really that bad?
Soon.
He got his answer.
His camera-holding hand took a direct hit.
"Ugh—!!"
Shi Yanhai gritted his teeth, shaking his hand wildly.
The camera dropped into the mud—now a limited "mud-packaged" edition.
Turns out.
The guys weren’t exaggerating…
This hurt like hell!
His camera… the one he’d saved up for with New Year’s money…
Clenching his teeth, Shi Yanhai reached with his uninjured left hand to grab it.
Thud!
"AAAH—!!"
This time, his teeth couldn’t hold back the scream.
Gou Feng quickly covered his mouth, silencing the howl.
Then—
Thud-thud!
Thud-thud-thud!
A barrage of stones rained down like "the Demon King’s ultimate five-hit skill," pelting the grass.
Lin Yu followed the principle of fairness.
Each of them got two more hits—hands or feet.
He deliberately avoided headshots, going easy on his old classmates.
If Lin Yu went all out…
He might as well be the "Beast Titan" in real life.
Only eight stones actually hit.
The rest were aimed past them—blocking their escape path.
The message was simple:
The way forward is shut.
Stay here and keep getting hit.
If they didn’t retreat properly?
Lin Yu would make them.
"Damn it, is Lin Yu a catapult or what?!"
"Move, move—run back!"
"Ah—!!"
Gao Yumin, who’d led the charge earlier, now led the retreat.
Because he saw it clearly…
A row of grass ahead had been sheared off by the stones!
If they didn’t run now…
At this rate, the only thing growing tall would be the grass on their graves.
"Wait—if we run back, won’t we—OW!!"
Gou Feng, still hesitating and yapping,
got another stone—this time on his pinky.
The searing pain erased all doubt.
He hunched over and bolted after Gao Yumin.
And ahead… Lin Yu and the two sisters were waiting.
...
(Second chapter today—more to come later!)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
