After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Even though his physical fitness and sleep quality had improved by leaps and bounds.
When something kept turning over in his mind, it was still hard to drift off.
In the end, the matter he discussed with Xia Yiwei still hadn't reached a conclusion.
Reason told Lin Yu this was a messy situation.
It looked cool and refreshing, but stepping into it would mean getting your feet muddy.
Yet, his childhood experiences were subtly influencing him...
He had eaten hundreds of packs of instant noodles, just missing that one "Timely Rain" card!
Just because it's hard to get, should he stop eating the noodles?
Moreover.
They were clearly telling him that the card he needed, Song Jiang, was in this very pack.
Someone with a collector's compulsion would find it hard to refuse!
...
4:50 AM.
At Xiang Tiange's home.
Having woken from her dream, Xiang Tiange couldn't find the feeling of sleep again.
She simply got out of bed and opened the laptop on her desk.
After a flurry of searching online, she found a somewhat reliable "Zhou Gong's Dream Interpretation" website.
In the search bar on the page, she typed:
"What does it mean to frequently dream about the same guy?"
"What does it mean to dream about a date with a guy, and him expressing a desire to ?"
"What does it mean to dream about a real-life guy being very lewd in the dream?"
"..."
She conducted over a dozen searches in a row, popping up numerous posts.
Xiang Tiange, however, was quite patient, browsing through the content one by one, afraid of missing any important passages.
At first.
The first time she dreamed of Lin Yu, Xiang Tiange just thought it was interesting.
Dreaming of him again the night after they parted...
This must be hinting at something!
The internet knows how to play on people's hearts.
Or perhaps, people's hearts want to be played upon.
There were many long-winded posts; content hinting at unfavorable information was automatically filtered out by Xiang Tiange.
Instead, one comment with not particularly high likes contained a sentence that struck a chord with her.
She muttered the content from the post:
"Is this a clear sign of having a crush on someone?"
"If you dream of someone, you should call them quickly after waking up..."
"Is that what it is? So that's it!"
Xiang Tiange said excitedly while grabbing her phone from the bedside table.
She completely disregarded the content in the first post she saw, which said things like "the other person might be unfavorable to you..."
But upon picking up the phone and seeing the exact time, Xiang Tiange hesitated again.
It's not even 5 o'clock yet...
Should she hold on for another two hours and call around 7?
...
6:15 AM.
In Fang Xinran's rented apartment.
Unable to sleep again, Fang Xinran had already gotten up and started doing her makeup and getting ready.
Today, she was going to Lin Yu and Yimian's apartment to celebrate Lin Yu's birthday.
Getting ready early would ensure she didn't waste any time.
The night before last.
After returning from the bar, she had shared a beautiful memory with Lin Yu...
Who would have thought.
The same drinking scenario could be experienced again in a dream!
Only this time, without Tang Yimian around, it was purely their own little world.
The scene was much more explosive than a mere kiss.
Before resigning and leaving Pingchuan, Fang Xinran wanted to give Lin Yu a big gift.
In the dream, she had already given it once!
This was also why she couldn't fall back asleep after waking up.
Who could sleep after having such a dream?
Looking at her youthful and pretty outfit in the mirror, Fang Xinran still felt a lack of confidence.
Something still seemed too ordinary?
After looking left and right for a while, Fang Xinran found the problem...
Her hair!
The hairstyle looked too plain!
"Where did I put my hair curler...?"
Determined, Fang Xinran quickly started searching the room.
...
7:00 AM.
In Lin Yu's bedroom.
[Ding!]
[Today is another hopeful day, and it's also the host's birthday!]
[Please relax and enjoy a wonderful day with your fellow disciples!]
Brushing his teeth, Lin Yu looked suspiciously at his reflection in the mirror.
Today's system notification sounded a bit different!
A birthday limited edition?
Such a humanized design should have been shown earlier.
After sharing dreams with Xiang Tiange and Fang Xinran, Lin Yu also found sleep elusive.
He simply got up to wash up and welcome a beautiful day.
Today would undoubtedly become the most memorable day in both of his lifetimes.
The bustling world, all coming for him;
The hustling world, all revolving around him.
How many such highlight moments can one have in a life?
Most people might never have one in their entire lives.
Since Lin Yu had grasped such an opportunity, of course, he wanted to enjoy it thoroughly.
What surprised him even more was.
Today's system mission interface had turned gray?
Since awakening the system, this was the first time he had seen the system appear gray.
Had it become this considerate?
Birthday today, not suitable for mission-related toil?
He hardly recognized the system!
However.
This did make Lin Yu feel considerably more relaxed inside.
In the days since his rebirth, he hadn't had a single moment of idleness.
Even the time others spent sleeping, he utilized diligently, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
After all, no pain, no gain.
At least, with the system's help, Lin Yu's efforts and rewards were quite proportional.
Occasionally taking a small break for a whole day under high pressure...
Seems... not bad?
...
After finishing up and going downstairs.
Lin Yu felt a huge shift in his mindset!
Every morning at this time, he would greet the new day with "clear goals."
Suddenly coming down so leisurely felt a bit empty inside.
Walking down from the third floor, before even fully entering the first-floor hall, Lin Yu had already noticed something different.
Oh ho?
There were even balloons and glittering light strip decorations!
So formal?
Preparations by Aunt Qimeng?
He hadn't heard she prepared so many things.
Had he known, he should have talked to her properly.
Money shouldn't be spent so recklessly!
Earning money isn't easy these days.
These disposable things, the fewer the better, no need for such a grand scene.
"Mr. Yu, good morning!"
Lin Yu's attention was completely on the hall decorations, overlooking the slim, upright figure standing at the bottom of the staircase.
He was startled, his whole body jolting.
Only after recognizing the person did he pat his chest to calm down, saying:
"Whew..."
"Maomao, what are you doing standing here so early in the morning? Waiting for me?"
"That little pink suit of yours looks nice!"
...
(Second update for today, there will be an extra chapter coming up later. The rain made the road difficult today, got home a bit late. The final chapter is still a few hundred words short, will be written quickly and brought to everyone!)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
