Seeing Little Fufu stand up, Lin Yu felt a surge of reassurance.
He didn't know what tricks others might pull.
But Little Fufu...
Lin Yu could be absolutely at ease leaving any question for her to answer.
Everyone was accustomed to Lin Yu stepping up and using his skills to intervene.
So, when Little Fufu was picked, everyone's eyes naturally turned to Lin Yu.
They wanted to see if he would forcefully use a skill to interfere again.
The result.
Lin Yu remained as steady as a rock, showing absolutely no reaction.
Mo Shangying couldn't help but say:
"Wow, Little Yu, your favoritism is so obvious!"
"When Little Fu answers, why don't you use a skill?"
Ye Mengfu, standing to the side, lowered her head, not daring to look at Lin Yu.
At the same time.
She tugged at Mo Shangying's sleeve, signaling that it was better not to speak.
Mo Shangying couldn't stop herself at all and spoke again:
"Hmph hmph, do you think I'll spout nonsense and leak some secret?"
"Little Fu, even if you pull me, I want to properly grill Little Yu."
Ye Mengfu shook her head, signaling that she didn't mean that.
The next moment.
Maomao's cold voice came over:
"Player 1, minus two points."
Mo Shangying's eyes went wide as she looked at Maomao:
"Deducting two points at once?!"
"When I violated the rules the first time just now, Maomao, why didn't you say anything?"
Maomao blinked calmly and said:
"Player 1, you speak too fast; I can't keep up with your reaction."
"Now deducting another point!"
"You have three chances to guess the word."
Mo Shangying quickly shut her mouth, not daring to continue speaking.
No wonder Little Fu pulled her; she thought it was because Little Fu didn't want her to keep talking.
Turns out, she was worried about her losing too many points!
Judging by the performance just now, her point deduction seemed related to speaking.
Since the final deduction came from a dialogue with Maomao, the person she speaks to isn't limited to just the birthday boy.
The speaking-type cards she designed herself weren't limited to a specific person...
Mo Shangying: "Saying 'You, Me, Him'?"
Maomao: "Incorrect answer."
Mo Shangying: "Asking a question."
Maomao: "Correct answer."
Mo Shangying gloomily removed the card she had just put on.
Never mind that the game's foundation was designed by her personally.
Now, her point deductions were far ahead in the lead!
Mo Shangying didn't know what the final punishment would be either.
The punishment segment had already been radically modified, becoming a section independently designed by Maomao.
Even the game developer had to accept the punishment along with everyone else.
At this moment.
The question on the TV screen had refreshed:
"Please describe in detail: What is the most meaningful gift you received recently? In what kind of scenario?"
Seeing the question, everyone felt a bit deflated.
They felt they didn't randomly get something related to Lin Yu, missing another chance to see some gossip.
Only Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu knew in their hearts.
This matter...
It *was* related to Lin Yu!
And it had a huge connection.
Ye Mengfu looked at the question for a long time without speaking; instead, she hesitantly raised her hand.
Lin Yu was puzzled.
Was there something she couldn't say directly?
Or did she have doubts about the rules?
Lin Yu had given her gifts several times recently; he wondered what her favorite would be.
If she didn't mention Lin Yu and just mentioned the gift, it would be fine.
Maomao came over and asked:
"Player 2, do you have a question?"
Ye Mengfu pointed at the TV screen and said:
"Two... This is, two questions..."
Everyone first showed puzzled expressions.
Then.
They quickly realized what Ye Mengfu was saying.
Lin Yu clapped his hands, standing out immediately to "uphold justice":
"She's right! 'What is the gift received?' 'In what scenario?'"
"Isn't this exactly two questions? There are even two question marks!"
"Ying'er, doesn't this game only target one question at a time?"
"The game you designed has a BUG!"
Tsk tsk tsk.
Having been teased a little by Ying'er just now, Lin Yu had now seized the opportunity.
Naturally, he couldn't let it go easily; he had to properly mock Ying'er.
Unexpectedly.
Ying'er shrugged her shoulders and looked innocently at Maomao.
As a game designer with strict standards for herself, how could she allow such an obvious BUG to appear in her game?
Any questions related to "Birthday," "Gift," "Birthday Star," and the like were all changes made by Maomao.
It was Maomao's first time participating in game editing, so it was normal for problems to arise; there was nothing strange about it.
Average players, when immersed in play, would just ignore such small details; rarely would anyone point it out to the host's face.
Unexpectedly.
Ye Mengfu actually discovered the BUG within and stated it on the spot.
Maomao instantly blushed and immediately said to Ye Mengfu:
"Apologies, this is a design flaw. Correcting immediately."
"You only need to describe the gift in detail!"
While speaking.
Maomao quickly ran to the laptop on the side.
Tapping the keyboard rapidly, she didn't just fix this one question.
She also went through the other questions she had added at high speed.
There were five or six similar questions, all of which underwent adjustment.
Lin Yu cast an appreciative look at Little Fufu.
To maintain such clear rationality during a game was truly not easy!
Seeing Lin Yu's gaze, Ye Mengfu felt much more settled inside.
She opened her mouth and said to everyone:
"The most meaningful... gift I received recently is... Goubuli!"
Everyone present: "Goubuli?!"
Fang Xinran: "Goubuli steamed buns?"
Huang Feirong: "Hahaha, Little Fu has actually received such a strange gift?"
Shen Buyao: "Little Fu, are you sure that counts as a gift? Delivering a meal doesn't count, right?"
Mao Ruirui: "It really is hard to imagine someone giving Goubuli buns as a gift."
Chen Qimeng: "Gift giving among young people is hard to guess, ha."
Du Ruxue: "Goubuli isn't just buns; it's a brand."
Xia Yiwei: "As expected of Auntie Ruxue, you know so much!"
"..."
Maomao: "Player 12, minus one point."
Fang Xinran was surprised: "Is the word on my forehead... saying a food item?"
Maomao: "Incorrect answer."
Fang Xinran immediately shut her mouth, not daring to continue speaking.
Incidentally, she replayed in her mind what she had just said.
After the scene returned to silence.
Ye Mengfu added:
"It was Goubuli, buns... not Goubuli, pastries."
"That was the most... meaningless gift I've received since growing up."
[Ding!]
[God-tier play! Memories of the past surge up in the heart; the Dao Companion is extremely grateful for the Holy Son's actions!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
...

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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!

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!