Xiaochi's thoughts were quite simple and pure.
If she spoke up now,
wouldn't it let her sister know that she had accepted Lin Yu's snacks again on the way back?
Although Lin Yu had said he would back her up,
Xiaochi had kept her mouth shut until the very end on the way back.
Who knew if Lin Yu might hold a grudge and deliberately make things difficult for her in front of her sister?
In short,
she couldn't rush to explain now; it would only bring unnecessary trouble upon herself.
Xiaochi had no idea.
Her current lack of explanation had already set off a whirlwind of wild thoughts in her sister, Chi Qingshui's, mind.
And it wasn't just Chi Qingshui; there were quite a few people present who didn't understand this side of things.
Everyone was heatedly discussing, finding it hard to imagine Lin Yu, ever so charming, getting into a fight with someone.
Lin Yu sat in the host's seat: "..."
He seemed present, but in reality, he had checked out a while ago.
Given the current trend, it wouldn't be long before more trouble came swarming.
The game had only just begun, and Lin Yu definitely wouldn't be the one to interrupt its progress.
He had once enjoyed the feeling of being "the center of attention."
Now, he was equally worried about the potential outcome of being "condemned by everyone"!
After Du Ruxue answered her question, she smoothly passed her turn.
She also demonstrated to everyone how to answer safely without incurring any punishment.
This undoubtedly set an example for the others, establishing a foundation for how subsequent questions and [skills] could complement each other.
At the same time,
Lin Yu made a decision in his heart...
He couldn't just sit back and watch this continue.
Otherwise,
sooner or later, he would be swallowed up by the damn rules.
Only now did he understand.
No wonder Maomao had given him a whole box of skill cards!
Before, he had thought, wasn't Maomao just being ridiculous?
Others hardly had any skill cards, only one identity skill.
Yet Lin Yu had a whole box to himself?
Wasn't that clearly unfair to everyone?
Furthermore,
in one game, how many times could he possibly use skills? How could he ever use up a whole box of cards?
After just two short rounds of selection, Lin Yu fully grasped
how thoughtful Maomao's intentions had been.
It was practically like giving him a box of lifelines!
If any unexpected situation arose, he could pull the scene back at any time.
A whole box of skill cards too many?
Lin Yu had been so foolish!
He wished he could have two more boxes, just in case.
Looking at the situation, it seemed they could totally come in handy!
The game continued.
The number "11" appeared on the TV screen.
[The Mom] Tang Yimian stood up from her seat.
She looked uneasily at the flickering TV screen, waiting for her question to arrive.
Besides that,
Tang Yimian was also considering whether or not to activate her skill.
Her skill wasn't closely related to the question itself.
It wasn't a skill like "transfer the question" or "substitute the concept."
To use it or not depended entirely on her own mood.
Soon,
the content for fabricating a story appeared:
"Please describe two moments when you felt the Birthday Star was very reliable when alone with him, or two moments when Uncle Cat felt he was unreliable!"
Tang Yimian: "!!!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Seeing the question appear, Lin Yu already knew how Senior Tang would choose.
She definitely wouldn't pick 'unreliable'!
It would inevitably be describing reliable moments.
Sigh.
He wondered if Senior would blurt out something that would make Lin Yu's heart leap into his throat.
Tang Yimian hesitated for a moment, glanced at the people around her, and said:
"I... will not activate my skill."
The host Maomao immediately announced:
"[The Mom] is the backbone of the family, needing to worry about everything everywhere. When she needs help, she can mobilize the strength of the whole family!"
"Please select any two players from among all players to complete this question with you. They cannot refuse."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately perked up.
So it wasn't a transfer-type skill, but one that dragged others down with her!
This was quite rare indeed.
Tang Yimian first patted Fang Xinran's shoulder beside her:
"Player number 12."
When Fang Xinran heard Maomao describe Tang Yimian's skill, she had already anticipated it.
Among those present, Tang Yimian was undoubtedly most familiar with her.
Choosing to play a little mischief on her would surely not incur any resentment.
What kind of person was Tang Yimian?
Someone who would apologize to you non-stop if she felt even slightly offended.
With such a skill that could easily offend people, it was really hard for her to decide on a second candidate.
At the game table,
Yinger secretly raised her hand, hinting that Tang Yimian could choose her.
Seeing Yinger's initiative, Tang Yimian's heart relaxed greatly.
Great!
Yinger was willing to participate actively; it wasn't her forcing her to stand up.
The psychological pressure on Tang Yimian naturally lessened considerably.
Soon,
Yinger also stood up from her seat, waiting to answer the question together.
According to the rules, Tang Yimian had to answer first.
She first repeatedly organized in her mind what she was going to say.
She kept muttering under her breath:
"Opposite, must say the opposite... can't say it normally..."
Not wanting to keep everyone waiting too long, once Tang Yimian was more or less prepared, she immediately began to speak:
"Two moments when the Birthday Star made me feel most unreliable. One was the day the water pipe burst in my room."
"The whole room was flooded, and I was feeling perfectly calm. Then the Birthday Star came in."
"He didn't bring any tools, and he very slowly made the pipe worse."
"In that moment, he felt very unreliable."
"The second point, when the school organized an activity, and the Birthday Star helped me lead the team hiking."
"The students all distrusted him greatly, and he did a very bad job."
"..."
Tang Yimian spoke slowly and methodically, afraid that any sentence might be poorly considered, forgetting to say the opposite.
This angle of response was okay.
It was entirely about moments of being helpful.
It didn't cause much of a commotion.
Fang Xinran's response was similar in angle to Tang Yimian's, both speaking from the perspective of helping others.
When Yinger stood up, that's when Lin Yu's heart truly leapt into his throat.
She first looked at Lin Yu and let out a "hehehe" laugh.
Then, she began to speak slowly:
"It seems everyone hasn't yet realized the true fun of the game, huh? I thought of two moments..."
Instantly,
Lin Yu sensed trouble from Yinger's micro-expressions.
Yinger had designed the game. If the atmosphere became too dull, she would definitely find a way to create more entertainment value.
Lin Yu immediately reacted, raising his hand and saying:
"I activate the skill, Southern Barbarian Invasion!"
Hearing this, Maomao immediately stopped Yinger, who was about to speak:
"[Southern Barbarian Invasion] skill activated!"
The answer phase of this round is immediately aborted! Aborted!
All players who have spoken or are currently speaking must put on a 'No Risk' card.
...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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!
