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.
...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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!
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?!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
