When stepping out in the morning, it was still the third personality.
Lin Yu had indeed earned Lin Yu quite a bit of experience points.
Just now, when Lin Yu greeted her, the way she smiled and nodded in acknowledgment...
It didn’t seem like she was upset about what happened earlier at all.
Had the personality switched again?
Lin Yu walked over to Aunt Du Ruxue and cautiously struck up a conversation:
“Aunt Ruxue, have you studied flower arrangement before? These look really well done.”
Du Ruxue paused what she was doing and lifted the vase.
Turning to Lin Yu, she said:
“Do they really look nice? I’m not sure how good my work actually is.”
“Lin, how was your interaction with your classmates today?”
The way she called him “Lin,” paired with that genuine smile—
For a fleeting moment—
Lin Yu felt like he was seeing the youthful Du Ruxue from his dreams!
Was... was this another one of her personalities?
In the virtual version of Aunt Ruxue, this side of her had never been portrayed.
Yet, the next instant—
Lin Yu’s fantasy shattered completely, crumbling into dust.
Du Ruxue’s smile remained, but she set the vase back down with one hand.
Teasingly, she continued:
“Alright, Xiao Yu, I know you’re just flattering me.”
“Spending every day by Mengmeng’s side, how could you not know what good flower arrangements look like?”
“My pitiful work is barely passable.”
Lin Yu: “...”
He hadn’t said anything of the sort!
That was entirely Du Ruxue’s own assumption.
Before Lin Yu could explain, Du Ruxue sat on a high stool and tapped the empty seat beside her, signaling for him to join her.
Lin Yu took the seat.
Du Ruxue spoke first:
“I checked Mengmeng’s flower shop’s mobile webpage—it’s quite rough.”
“Doesn’t seem like your work. Was it... Ying’er from the apartment, right?”
Lin Yu: “...”
Alright.
No need to guess which personality this was!
The combative tone was unmistakable.
The shrewd and cunning Aunt Ruxue was back.
Ever since Du Ruxue had dropped subtle hints at home,
Lin Yu knew this confrontation would come sooner or later.
So, he’d already mentally prepared what to say when the time came.
The reason Du Ruxue had appeared in Pingchuan City so quickly—
Wasn’t it because her last failure had deeply unsettled her?
Otherwise,
Her urgent mission wouldn’t have been to identify the [Enemy of the Love Trap].
Du Ruxue and Ying’er had already spent a night together.
If he kept blaming Ying’er for the incident where Aunt Ruxue lost face online,
She wouldn’t buy it.
In that case, the best approach was...
“The webpage for Aunt Qimeng’s flower shop was indeed made by Ying’er.”
“Aunt Ruxue, you know me.”
“If it were me...”
“I’d have made it even simpler, with a more user-friendly backend.”
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve successfully completed the urgent mission “Enemy of the Love Trap”!]
[The Holy Maiden of the Joyous Sect has officially confirmed the enemy’s identity!]
[Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 400 Spirit Stones, 1 free system store draw.]
Lin Yu: “...”
So meticulous.
Yesterday’s hints hadn’t been enough.
She wouldn’t consider the mission fully accomplished until Lin Yu admitted it outright.
As for this,
Du Ruxue had already anticipated it and wasn’t too surprised.
From the moment she began speaking, deliberately lowering her voice,
Lin Yu knew this was a conversation meant only for the two of them.
“Among Maomao’s peers, Ying’er alone was already surprising enough.”
“But discovering your existence the other day—that truly left me in awe!”
“Xiao Yu, are you self-taught?”
“Yesterday, I talked with Mengmeng late into the night about you and your computer skills...”
“All she knew was that you frequent internet cafes!”
“Do internet cafes really train skills that well?”
Du Ruxue couldn’t wrap her head around it.
Lin Yu was barely twenty.
And he wasn’t even majoring in computer science.
Ying’er’s records at least showed she’d displayed talent early on.
Lin Yu’s records...
Du Ruxue had none!
She could only speculate based on her own judgment.
No matter how she looked at it,
Lin Yu didn’t seem like someone who’d had the opportunity to master such advanced networking skills.
This line of questioning was also within Lin Yu’s expectations.
If Aunt Ruxue hadn’t been curious, that would’ve been the real anomaly.
Lin Yu grabbed a nearby lemon water bottle and pulled out two paper cups.
He poured a glass for himself and one for Aunt Ruxue.
Talking without a drink was too dry.
“I really am self-taught, and I’ve never competed in any contests.”
“I don’t have a clear sense of my own skill level, but after interacting with Ying’er...”
“I can tell I’m slightly better than her.”
“The person who hacked the apartment’s network that day was you, right, Aunt Ruxue?”
Du Ruxue smiled calmly:
“Why ask when you already know the answer?”
“Xiao Yu, would you like to work at my company?”
Du Ruxue’s first reaction to encountering “talent” differed slightly from Maomao’s.
Instead of immediately challenging him to a duel—
She went straight to recruitment!
Adults really were more pragmatic.
No wonder Du Ruxue could run a company.
Lin Yu neither refused nor accepted.
He answered earnestly:
“Aunt Ruxue, thank you for the opportunity.”
“Let’s talk after I graduate. I haven’t figured out what I want to do in the future yet.”
Du Ruxue pulled out a USB drive and slid it toward Lin Yu.
Lin Yu: “???”
What was this?
Not a business card, not a bank card—
But a USB drive?
And...
Where had she even pulled it from?!
Aunt Ruxue was wearing a skirt, wasn’t she?
Do all female hackers have secret hiding spots for their gadgets?!
Uploaded to the cloud or something?
Lin Yu: “What’s this?”
Du Ruxue: “What? Scared? Worried I might do something to you?”
Lin Yu: “Not at all. If you tried anything, I’d notice.”
Faced with Lin Yu’s bold claim, Du Ruxue didn’t take offense.
Instead, she continued:
“Consider it a gift—for my good friend’s nephew, for Maomao’s friend.”
“Inside are some valuable serial codes. If you ever decide to join my company, or...”
“Well, now’s not the time to open it.”
Lin Yu: “...”
What kind of gift was this?!
Giving a gift but not allowing it to be opened—
Might as well not have given it at all.
Lin Yu examined the USB drive:
“Then when is the right time to open it?”
Du Ruxue replied:
“After I leave Pingchuan City.”
Lin Yu really wanted to ask:
And when exactly are you leaving Pingchuan?
But that—
Sounded a bit too impolite.
He pocketed the USB drive and moved on to another question that had been on his mind.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
