A Hopeful Day, Early Morning Petty Thief

In Lin Yu's bedroom.

After emerging from Maomao's dream, Lin Yu got up, opened the fridge, and took a few sips of ice water.

Maomao remained as innocent and meticulous as ever.

This time, despite having every advantage on his side,

just as Lin Yu was about to reach the final step, her limited brain capacity forcibly ejected him from the dream.

Still, the gains were substantial.

Not only did he shake off the gloom from the previous dream involving his senior,

but he also gained a direct disciple!

The daughter of the Saintess—his disciple?

The psychological satisfaction was immense for Lin Yu.

With such an achievement, at least Maomao wouldn’t wake up with any lingering trauma toward him, right?

Whatever.

Lin Yu had originally planned to hold back.

It was Maomao’s persistence that led to everything that followed.

Given her personality,

even if she woke up feeling something was off, she wouldn’t blame Lin Yu for it.

With that thought,

Lin Yu lay back down, ready to comfortably dive into another dream.

……

In Maomao and Xia Yiwei's room.

Maomao sat at the edge of the bed, silent.

Another bizarre dream!

Luckily, Yiwei had been running around all day, exhausting herself,

so when Maomao jolted awake, she didn’t disturb her.

Maomao stared blankly at the dim glow of the bedside lamp, lost in thought.

Playing house, pretending to be close siblings…

Acting in a drama as an abused wife…

What kind of absurd scenarios were these?

And Lin Yu’s unsettling behavior in the dream!

It left such a deep impression that she couldn’t shake it off even after waking.

Maomao hugged her knees tightly, curling into a ball.

Yu…

Could he really have a dark side?

The way he acted in the dream felt terrifyingly real!

At that thought,

Maomao quickly shook her head.

No, no!

The Lin Yu she knew couldn’t possibly be like that!

The commanding presence was similar, but the real Yu was much gentler.

She checked the time on her phone.

It was barely past 3 AM—still a long way till dawn.

But after the rude awakening, sleep was out of the question.

So,

Maomao went to her computer and turned on the monitor.

Her work on the "860" project was currently running in the background.

The online defense operation had already passed its peak attack phase.

She and "ZerO" no longer needed to actively monitor it—just keep it running and patch any vulnerabilities that arose.

Essentially, the job was done.

Maomao opened the software and noticed ZerO’s icon was still lit.

Was it Lin Yu or Ying'er?

Over the past two days,

Lin Yu had explicitly mentioned that Ying'er was his hacker apprentice.

For non-critical tasks, he’d let her take over his account.

Fresh from the dream and now seeing ZerO online,

Maomao instinctively wondered—was Yu also awake?

She opened the chat window and quickly typed:

「Maomao: Is that you, Yu?」

Send!

After sending it, Maomao scratched her head.

Maybe she should’ve asked if it was Ying'er first.

But in her straightforward mind,

the distinction didn’t matter—the intent was the same.

Soon,

a reply appeared in the chatbox:

「ZerO: Yep, it’s me. You’re still up, Maomao?」

……

7 AM.

[Ding!]

[Today is another hopeful day!]

[Host, continue exploring the Path of Union! Strive to become the pillar of the sect!]

The familiar alarm dragged Lin Yu out of his slumber.

Satisfied, he got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

In the third dream, Aunt Qimeng had been exceptionally tender.

Together, they’d shared a wonderfully sweet summer night.

But the real fun was the fourth dream—Mao Ruirui’s!

To prepare for today’s dog training session, Lin Yu had laid extensive groundwork in the dream.

Every step was meticulously planned.

Now, he couldn’t wait to get to the pet shop and guide Ruirui through the training drills!

Mid-brushing,

"Click… click…"

A faint, rustling sound came from the front door of the apartment.

Even over the noise of brushing, Lin Yu’s sharp ears caught it.

Lin Yu: "???"

Was that… the lock?

Someone trying to pick his lock at this hour?

No way.

No thief would be this bold in broad daylight—the whole place would’ve been cleaned out by now.

In this apartment,

only one person would pull such a ridiculous stunt.

Lin Yu rinsed his mouth and crept toward the door.

"Click… click…"

The doorknob jiggled slightly.

Judging by the movement, someone was fiddling with the lock using some tool.

Just as Lin Yu was about to swing the door open and catch the "burglar,"

"Click!"

The lock actually… turned?

Lin Yu: "!!!"

Holy—

How?!

You can open it from the outside?!

He hadn’t given a spare key to anyone except Aunt Qimeng!

The door slowly swung open.

Ying'er, clad in a black spaghetti-strap nightgown, her hair a wild mess, tiptoed in with a smug grin.

But the moment she took two steps inside and looked up—

Mo Shangying: "!!!"

Lin Yu: "..."

They stared at each other for a solid few seconds.

Ying'er furrowed her brows and muttered:

"Huh? Weird!"

"I must’ve gotten the wrong room!"

"This isn’t mine!"

"Sorry, Master! My bad, hehe~"

With that,

she began backing away slowly, trying to slip out unnoticed.

Lin Yu scowled. "Freeze."

Mo Shangying: "Master, I don’t think… that’s necessary?"

Lin Yu: "Option one: come here yourself. Option two: I drag you here and teach you a lesson along the way."

Ying'er blinked, tracing a finger down her cheek in mock shyness:

"Can’t I choose to come over… and still get taught a lesson?"

Lin Yu: "..."

Right.

This was Ying'er—the fearless troublemaker of the apartment.

Threats only excited her.

Fortunately,

she seemed to abandon escape plans, retreating only to slip on the slippers she’d left outside.

Lin Yu sighed internally.

Of course.

People put way too much effort into mischief.

To avoid noise, she’d even taken off her shoes!

If only she channeled that energy into something productive.

As Ying'er approached,

Lin Yu held out his hand and beckoned.

Ying'er feigned ignorance:

"What’s up, Master?"

"You want something?"

"My slippers? But then what’ll I wear?"

……

(Second chapter for today. Another bonus update coming soon! Hope you’ll support this humble author with free votes—much appreciated!)

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