Everyone finished drawing their cards one by one.
They looked at the badges in their hands with varied expressions.
Lin Yu looked around...
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
What a dazzling sight!
You could get a taste of the myriad facets of life without even reading a morality tale.
The expressions on the girls' faces were like snapshots of different moments in life.
Lin Yu opened his mouth to say something but quickly held back.
This segment wasn't his idea.
It was all our brilliant little host!
Since she could come up with such an excellent idea, the process of cueing should certainly be left to her.
Maomao stared at the newly drawn badge for what felt like ages, her cheeks gradually warming.
So much so that she didn't even notice Lin Yu looking at her.
Lin Yu: "???"
What's Maomao doing?
No next move?
What treasure did she draw to be so stunned?
"Ahem... Maomao?"
"After getting the badge, what are you supposed to do?"
"You're the host, don't wait for me to say it!"
Lin Yu had no choice but to remind her cheerfully.
Maomao snapped back to reality, finally remembering what she should be doing now.
"Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now."
"Everyone who drew a badge, please wear it."
"And starting with 'I am the birthday boy's...', please reveal your respective identities."
"Also, briefly talk about what you usually do with the birthday boy. Make sure it fits the identity you drew!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh ho?
If Lin Yu had known that Maomao's arrangements would be this on point, he would have never dared to complain about her, even secretly.
This segment is just too perfect!
Although no one would take it seriously to heart.
But having to state their relationship with Lin Yu right in front of him...
That feeling is truly something else.
"Huh? We have to say it out loud in front of everyone?"
"Maomao, I don't think that's necessary!"
"Yeah, what's written on this... it's just a joke, no need to read it out, right?"
"Hahaha, I think it's kinda fun. What did you all draw anyway?"
"..."
The scene instantly became incredibly lively.
Those who drew safe cards looked on with glee.
They were all eager, waiting for everyone to flip their cards one by one.
Maomao looked at everyone, feeling conflicted.
Some wanted to follow the rules, while others were too embarrassed and reluctant.
Although she made the rules, she didn't want to force everyone to cooperate with her alone.
Maomao suddenly froze: "!!!"
It seems...
When the person she's facing is Lin Yu, does she not have this kind of inner conflict in her heart?
Hmm...
Ying'er's earlier question echoed in her mind once again.
What exactly is Lin Yu's place in her heart?
Maomao hadn't thought about it carefully, or rather, hadn't seriously come to a conclusion.
Seeing Maomao fall silent.
Lin Yu seized the opportunity to make a big deal out of it:
"It's Maomao's first time being a host, everyone, cut her some slack."
"Who doesn't have a first time?"
"How about this..."
"Let's all go by our own feelings. If you're willing to do as Maomao said, we'll follow along."
"If you're not willing, that's fine too, it's no big deal."
"Let's start with Aunt Ruxue!"
Du Ruxue nodded emphatically twice.
Really felt like a letdown.
That cunning Lin Yu!
So young yet with such schemes!
First, he pushes the troubled Maomao out, morally kidnapping the entire apartment.
Then, he sets himself up as the good guy, making it seem like things are really as easygoing as he says.
In reality.
Any girl who has even a slightly favorable impression of Maomao wouldn't truly disrespect her.
Finally, the crucial part!
The first person to speak is important.
If someone started off as a "troublemaker," saying they were really too embarrassed and apologizing to Maomao.
Then everyone else would have a suitable "way out."
But if the first person read it out loud, respecting the rules that Maomao set.
It would also create an inertia effect, making the next person think twice before refusing.
What made Du Ruxue even more unhappy was a hidden point...
If everyone present later accepted the rules Maomao set.
Being able to accept such a nonsensical thing would mean that other content she hosts later.
Would definitely gain support more easily!
Challenging the rules would most likely not happen again.
But right here, there was still someone who could challenge the rules, even modify them.
And that was Lin Yu!
He had just practically overturned Maomao's rules with his own actions.
Now he was morally kidnapping everyone to uphold Maomao's rules.
Wasn't that just pure left-brain-right-brain rebuttal?
Choosing Du Ruxue to speak first, what could she even say...
She couldn't very well be the first to take the lead, leaving Maomao awkwardly standing there!
She could only maintain a calm demeanor and say composedly:
"Let the birthday boy experience some human warmth for once."
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... enemy."
As Du Ruxue spoke, she put on her badge.
Drawing such an identity, saying it out loud didn't carry any pressure at all.
It even came with a bit of an intimidating aura.
Making Lin Yu's back feel a chill.
If he really had such an enemy, that would be terrifying!
Immediately after.
Xia Yiwei also stepped forward, showing support for little Maomao.
“Hehe, mine is a bit ambiguous~”
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... bedmate!"
"Usually, I sleep on the right side, and little Lin Yu sleeps on the left."
After saying that.
Xia Yiwei even raised an eyebrow at Lin Yu.
Like a female rogue...
And you know what.
This identity actually fit their situation pretty well.
Didn't Xia Yiwei barge into Lin Yu's room for exactly that?
The identity matching is really quite perfect!
With 【bedmate】 coming out so soon, the atmosphere instantly lightened up a lot.
Plus.
Xia Yiwei's humorous tone made those who were still hesitant completely let down their guard.
That's right, it's just a game after all.
The girls thought about it for a moment; if anyone should be embarrassed, wouldn't it be Lin Yu?
With a bunch of wives, lovers, how troublesome!
Little did they know.
Lin Yu was actually the one truly enjoying himself.
Mo Shangying stood next to Maomao, raising the badge in her hand high.
At the same time, she grabbed Maomao's hand.
Forcing Maomao's drawn card up as well:
"Hahaha, Maomao and I drew a matching CP set!"
"Good afternoon everyone, I am the birthday boy's... wife!"
"When our birthday boy is at home, he doesn't do anything, just lives off me!"
Ying'er's words made everyone burst into laughter again.
But Ying'er didn't mind at all, still urging Maomao:
"Maomao, hurry up and say what you are!"
Maomao didn't have a heart as big as Ying'er's, and said with a red face:
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... lover!"
"When the birthday boy isn't with his wife..."
"He's with me."
...
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
