Lin Yu: "???"
What the hell kind of plot twist is this?
Is Sister Weiwei trying to trick him like he’s some naive kid?
Since when does a stomachache checkup require lying down?
Even if we stretch the logic…
Assuming this is somehow a necessary part of the examination…
Shouldn’t it be the doctor doing it?
What the hell is a nurse checking for?!
Unless…
Does Sister Weiwei have some… unusual hidden fetish?
Thinking this far, Lin Yu quickly pulled up Xia Yiwei’s information panel.
They’d already interacted briefly in the lobby earlier.
At the time, he hadn’t paid much attention, but now something felt off.
[Xia Yiwei]
[Age: 25]
[Sect Affiliation: Elder of the Spirit Medicine Hall, Martial Arts Inheritor]
[Host Intimacy Level: 22% (Second Tier, Casual Acquaintance)]
[Number of Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): (Host intimacy level insufficient, temporarily unavailable)]
[Attribute Skills: (Host status too low, temporarily unavailable)]
[Other Information: (Host status too low, temporarily unavailable)]
[Current Missions:]
[Martial Trial (Urgent Mission): Long suppressed by martial experts of the Profound Gate Sect, in desperate need of an otherworldly master’s aid to break through and rebuild her martial path.]
[Sect Treasure Attire (Daily Mission): Different types of enchanted attire can enhance allure cultivation. Please promptly purchase "extra-long fishnet stockings."]
[Hidden Injury (Daily Mission): As a martial arts heir and elder of the Spirit Medicine Hall, years of rigorous external training have left her feet strained with chronic fatigue, urgently requiring meridian clearing (massage therapy).]
Another double identity!
Martial Arts Inheritor?
So the nurse in leather pants is actually a trained fighter?
Back in the lobby, Lin Yu had acted discreetly when intervening.
Even if she was some so-called martial artist…
Judging by Xia Yiwei’s figure, she couldn’t be more than a calisthenics enthusiast.
Could she actually fight?
But what’s the use of fighting? In this world, it’s all about connections and influence…
Speaking of which…
In this apartment, aside from Lin Yu—the lone "disciple"—everyone else was a "cadre."
The one with the least background and influence? Him.
A classic case of "everyone here is awesome except me!"
Xia Yiwei’s three missions, though, were worth pondering…
First one: Can’t win a fight, so she’s calling for backup?
Second one: Easy—freedom to dress however, respect that.
Third one: Even easier—Lin Yu’s specialty!
"Come on, little Lin Yu."
Xia Yiwei smoothed out the bed sheets, urging him again.
Refusing to lie down would seem too standoffish.
But lying down…
That "I’ve found a new toy" look on Xia Yiwei’s face was downright unsettling.
After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Yu suppressed his suspicions and sat on the examination bed.
"Sorry for the trouble, Sister Weiwei."
Xia Yiwei waved dismissively:
"No trouble at all. Just lie down already."
Clink!
Just as he was about to recline, a pair of medical scissors fell from Xia Yiwei’s person.
Lin Yu: "…"
Xia Yiwei calmly bent to pick them up:
"Don’t be nervous. As a nurse, it’s perfectly normal to carry medical scissors, right?"
Lin Yu: "Yeah, yeah, totally."
Clink!
The next second, a surgical scalpel clattered to the floor.
Lin Yu: "…"
Xia Yiwei’s smile didn’t waver as she retrieved it:
"Like I said, being a nurse, having a scalpel on hand is just logical."
Lin Yu forced a laugh: "Right, right."
Thud!
Then… a geological hammer slammed onto the ground.
Lin Yu: "…"
Xia Yiwei picked it up again, pausing to think:
"As everyone knows, nursing is a dangerous profession…"
Lin Yu cut in:
"Absolutely, makes perfect sense, Sister Weiwei…"
"Actually, I think my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore!"
"Probably just ate something bad. A trip to the bathroom should fix it!"
Perfect sense his ass!
For a second, he wondered if he was hallucinating.
A geological hammer?
What kind of person just carries one of those around?!
Lin Yu suddenly felt the shirtless troublemaker from the lobby owed him a few kowtows.
That guy had been downright polite compared to this. A true blind-play innocent!
If not for him causing a scene earlier, today might’ve ended with bloodshed.
Unfortunately, Xia Yiwei wasn’t letting him escape.
Not only did she block his path, but she also pulled out alcohol swabs to sanitize her hands.
No gloves?
Straight-up barehanded examination!
"Lin Yu, listen," she said, leaning in.
"You don’t know if you’re sick or not. Since you’re here, just lie down."
Whether he was sick was debatable.
But she was definitely a few screws loose.
Lin Yu now seriously wondered if the old man causing a scene earlier had even needed to pee—or if Xia Yiwei had just dragged him into the restroom.
What kind of madness was this?!
Before he could react, Xia Yiwei’s hands were already on him.
The cold, alcohol-slicked fingers slid effortlessly across his abdomen.
Hiss—
Lin Yu sucked in a sharp breath.
Her speed was terrifying!
Wait… why was she squeezing now?
"Don’t move!!"
The sudden bark made Lin Yu flinch.
Who’d dare move at this point?
Xia Yiwei’s expression shifted wildly, her teeth clenched to suppress… something.
The power radiating under her fingertips—
There was no mistaking it!
This was the muscle texture only achievable through that kind of training.
Not the lifeless bulk from protein shakes or extreme cuts, but the refined ripple of a skiff gliding over a lake.
Strength coiled beneath a pliant surface—
At rest, like velvet-wrapped jade.
With the slightest motion, it’d surge into flawless, explosive arcs.
Perfection.
"Lie. Down. Now."
Xia Yiwei’s throat bobbed, her voice urgent.
Well…
She was already in.
Might as well get comfortable.
What goes around comes around.
The way he’d treated others in his past life was now being served back to him.
In just two days of rebirth, Lin Yu had learned this lesson well.
Xia Yiwei’s "examination" was… thorough.
Less a stomach check, more a full-body structural integrity test.
Her kneading technique was downright bizarre.
After minutes on the bed, Lin Yu started feeling… things.
He awkwardly ventured:
"Sister Weiwei, isn’t this enough? Maybe I should—"
Before he could finish, she shoved him back down.
The loose collar of her nurse uniform swayed above him, offering glimpses of—
Grandpa’s sweetheart, teasingly half-visible.
All while Xia Yiwei kept "diagnosing" him with single-minded focus.
Lin Yu clenched his fists, desperately recalling every tragic memory he had.
Let’s be real—
A twenty-year-old guy, full of vigor, facing this kind of temptation?
A normal reaction would be… reasonable, right?
Then, out of nowhere—
Xia Yiwei leaned in, her eyes manic, and hissed:
"Lin Yu… hit me!"
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?"
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...
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
] [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!"
