"It's royalties, not gambling money."
"Since freshman year, I've been trying my hand at writing web novels."
"Auntie Qimeng, did you really think I was just playing games at internet cafes all this time?"
"I actually wanted to help shoulder the family responsibilities sooner."
"Here’s the royalty income I’ve transferred over the past few months. Take a look..."
As he spoke, Lin Yu opened his mobile banking app and showed Chen Qimeng the balance screen.
Chen Qimeng, ever the airhead, started counting aloud:
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million..."
Lin Yu deliberately waited until she reached "million" before pretending to remind her:
"Auntie Qimeng, don’t... say it out loud!"
Chen Qimeng belatedly realized her blunder and covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Everything that needed to be said had been said.
And the right people had heard it.
He Jing, ever the opportunist, naturally positioned herself as "one of them," stepping closer to Chen Qimeng and placing a hand on her shoulder.
Lin Yu didn’t shy away, tilting his phone screen slightly to let He Jing get a good look.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The wealth you’ve gained through worldly experience has left the Thousand-Faced Fox utterly shaken, bringing you closer to subduing her!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
He Jing’s pupils trembled as she gasped, "W-writing novels makes this much money?"
"You’re a god, pretty boy!"
"How long did this take? A year? Two?"
Lin Yu casually withdrew his phone and explained,
"To be precise, just the last two or three months."
"I got lucky—last month, the gaming rights to my novel sold."
"That’s why there’s such a big payout. The licensing fee made up most of it."
He could’ve told Chen Qimeng it was money from betting on sports.
But given her simple-minded nature, she’d likely equate it to one of the "Three Evils" of society—not something to be proud of, just something to worry her endlessly.
Passing it off as royalties showcased his capability while providing a sustainable explanation.
Future earnings wouldn’t need elaborate justifications.
And in this setting?
It was the perfect cover.
A little shock therapy for the two seasoned scammers.
Worried about money?
The cash they’d schemed so hard to swindle? He’d earned it effortlessly.
How’s that for salt in the wound?
After his explanation, Lin Yu deliberately studied Yi Haizhou’s expression.
Priceless. Absolutely priceless.
Even a seasoned swindler like him couldn’t hide the sheer "What am I doing here?" look of utter bewilderment.
Before Lin Yu, Chen Qimeng gazed up at him with moved eyes.
Little Yu wasn’t just grown up—he was exceptional.
A college student earning millions? Unheard of in her world.
It proved the boy she’d raised was nothing short of extraordinary.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The wealth you’ve gained through worldly experience has warmed the Acting Sect Master’s heart!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
"Little Yu, you’re amazing. So, so talented."
"Auntie’s shop never made this much in all these years."
"I’m... I’m really happy for you. You must keep writing!"
Watching Chen Qimeng’s beaming face, Lin Yu felt both touched and a pang of guilt.
This simple-minded fool... didn’t doubt a word he said.
At the same time, he sensed she didn’t care about the amount.
Her joy came purely from him finding a way to support himself.
Even if he’d shown a balance of three thousand instead of three million, her happiness wouldn’t have dimmed.
Then, Chen Qimeng took a deep breath, her eyes suddenly resolute.
Lin Yu: "..."
Here we go.
This airhead was probably about to declare some "nonsensical" resolution.
Chen Qimeng continued,
"Little Yu, thank you for offering to pay the rent."
"No matter how much you’ve earned, this money is your hard-earned income."
"I can imagine how many late nights you spent, racking your brain over plots and twists. It must’ve been exhausting."
"This money... I can’t take."
"Paying three years’ rent is too reckless. The housing market’s unstable—what if rents drop? Wouldn’t that be a huge loss?"
"How about you just cover six months for now?"
"Once I’ve saved enough, I’ll pay you back. You must save your earnings properly. After graduation, you won’t have to worry about money!"
Lin Yu: "..."
What kind of nonsense are you spouting, you big dummy?
This isn’t 2024—it’s 2014!
Rents aren’t dropping!
If you don’t lock in six grand now, next year it’ll be eight, then ten! People will be lining up!
If he kept reasoning gently, two minutes wouldn’t cut it.
An hour of debate, and Chen Qimeng would still dig in her heels.
Fine. Time for the nuclear option.
Lin Yu fixed her with a stern glare:
"Chen Qimeng! When you took me in all those years ago, did you keep a ledger?"
"What’s this ‘your money is yours’ nonsense? Can’t you spend it?"
"Are you trying to settle accounts with me now?"
"Should we tally up every cent I’ve cost you over the years?"
Chen Qimeng froze, speechless: "!!!"
That... wasn’t what she meant at all!
Had her words really come across that way to Little Yu?
Maybe she’d drawn too clear a line about money, but it was for his sake!
And...
Was this the first time he’d ever called her by her full name?
Was he really that angry?
Chen Qimeng: "I... I didn’t..."
Lin Yu cut her off: "Didn’t what? If you really didn’t, there’d be no ‘yours’ or ‘mine’ between us, right?"
Chen Qimeng: "But..."
Lin Yu interrupted again: "But what? Keep this up, and I’ll think you’re hinting that now that I can earn my keep, I shouldn’t come home anymore—that it’s your house, not mine!"
Chen Qimeng panicked: "Little Yu, no! Of course it’s your home too..."
Lin Yu pressed on: "Good! Then I’ll call Uncle Wang in. Let me handle family matters. You just sit back and sign!"
Chen Qimeng, thoroughly overwhelmed, just wanted to calm him down: "Okay... fine."
He Jing and Yi Haizhou watched this "heartfelt drama" unfold in its entirety.
What the actual hell was this?!
Yi Haizhou was numb.
Was this kid really just a college student?
Since when did undergrads pull off domineering CEO vibes?
And damn it...
he kinda nailed it.
It hit Yi Haizhou right in the sore spot—wasn’t he here to play the generous benefactor too?
Yet he’d been completely overshadowed by some undergrad.
What was even the point of him being here?
To highlight how effortlessly Lin Yu threw money around?
He Jing bit her finger, struggling to keep her expression neutral.
Jealousy burned inside her, threatening to scorch her face.
Chen Qimeng’s natural, clueless charm was a skill she’d never master.
How did this clueless woman land such a catch—a handsome, pure-hearted, cash-printing college boy?
Chen Qimeng... deserved to die!
She needed a plan—and fast—to get Lin Yu into her hands.
Standing beside her, Yi Haizhou was completely overshadowed by Lin Yu's brilliance.
Drowning in debt—she should've dumped him ages ago!
He Jing had long since drained every last drop of value from him.
Now, her top priority...
Was to make the emotionally vulnerable Lin Yu utterly obsessed and devoted to her!
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?"
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!
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?!
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!
