"Little Master!!"
"Can you stop hitting me?"
"You're ruining the experience for me. Every time I step out the door, I die instantly."
"Boohoo..."
Xia Yiwei complained, sounding incredibly aggrieved.
Among this group, she definitely wasn't considered a "noob."
Aside from a select few she couldn't beat, the rest were easy pickings in her eyes.
She had thought that with her skills, she could finally hold her head high and show off.
Who would have thought?
Lin Yu had inexplicably singled her out, hunting her down relentlessly.
And look at the result.
She couldn't even make it out of the spawn point on the Transport Ship map!
The moment she peeked, Lin Yu would snipe her with lightning speed, taking her out with a headshot.
Where was the justice in that?
At the start, she was still calling him "Little Lin Yu" and telling him not to get cocky.
Now, she had switched straight to "Master," begging him for mercy.
Lin Yu really wasn't intentionally targeting Xia Yiwei.
It was just that Xia Yiwei was incredibly stubborn.
She insisted on coming out of the same door every single time, never thinking to switch exits.
If she had switched even once!
She wouldn't have been caught and hammered so hard by Lin Yu repeatedly.
"Sister Weiwei, could you stop being so straightforward about feeding kills?"
"Everyone knows I'm camping this door, yet you still dare to walk right into it?"
While Lin Yu was speaking, he claimed two more heads.
However, the clinking sound of a grenade landing beside him caught him completely off guard.
His attention had been entirely focused on Xia Yiwei's complaints.
"Boom!"
The explosion rang out the next instant, and Lin Yu's corpse appeared on the screen.
Staring at the player who had killed him, Lin Yu was stunned for a good while.
"My kill streak!"
"Auntie Qimeng? You threw that grenade?"
If Auntie Qimeng had been on the opposing team, Lin Yu would definitely have heaped praise upon her.
After all, getting into the rhythm so quickly and even learning how to use grenades was impressive.
The pity was...
Auntie Qimeng and Lin Yu were on the same team!
He hadn't been taken out by an opponent but blown up by one of his own. One can imagine how he felt.
What made it even more critical was...
Auntie Qimeng was sitting right next to him!
At this very moment.
Chen Qimeng stared at the computer screen and said:
"Did... did I kill someone?"
"Who got blown up by my grenade?"
Beside her, Du Ruxue offered a helpful reminder:
"Your dear Little Yu was blown to bits by the grenade you threw with your own hands."
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Auntie Ruxue was performing consistently as always; her sharp tongue hadn't rested for a second.
Having realized what happened, Chen Qimeng apologized profusely to Little Yu:
"Little Yu, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's just that it was the first time I successfully jumped up to such a high spot, and I got a little excited."
"I just wanted to throw a grenade to see if I could hit anyone."
"I thought I threw it out, I didn't expect it to explode in my hand!"
The innocent Auntie Qimeng actually thought the grenade had gone off in her hand.
In reality.
She had thrown it against a shipping container, and it had bounced right back.
He could let anyone feel guilty, but not Auntie Qimeng.
Lin Yu reacted with lightning speed, giving her a thumbs up as he said:
"Auntie Qimeng, you learn everything so quickly; your grenade throwing is already very practiced."
"It doesn't matter that you hit me this time. Next time, aim for where the enemies are wandering around and toss it far away."
"Grenades won't explode in your hand. When you throw, just check if there's anything blocking the way."
"If it hits an obstacle, it might bounce back."
Lin Yu patiently explained the mechanics, clearing up Chen Qimeng's confusion.
She instantly understood why the grenade she threw had blown up Little Yu.
"So that's how it works. I'll definitely be careful next time."
"I don't have any grenades left now, so I can only shoot, right?"
Chen Qimeng moved her character sluggishly, trying to find a good shooting angle from her high vantage point.
"Ah!"
As a result.
She was so focused on finding an angle that she didn't notice when she walked right off the edge.
The rapid descent on the screen gave her the sensation that she was physically falling.
Chen Qimeng's subconscious reaction was to...
Close her eyes!
According to the game design, falling from a height wouldn't kill a player that easily.
At most, she would just lose a chunk of her health bar.
However.
Chen Qimeng naturally didn't know this, because the moment she hit the ground.
Swarming enemies turned her character into swiss cheese.
"These people are..."
"Ying'er! Maomao! senior sister Fang!"
"Fine, fine, fine. Every bullet you put into Auntie Qimeng, I'm going to return to you with interest."
Lin Yu called out the three names, preparing to launch a wave of revenge for Auntie Qimeng.
He switched guns and watched as a teammate who had just respawned beside him ran toward the doorway...
And then promptly collapsed to the ground!
This character was none other than Auntie Ruxue!
When playing other games back at the apartment, Auntie Ruxue's performance had been frighteningly good.
So when it came to this shooter game, Lin Yu naturally assumed she would pick it up quickly.
Yet, as it stood, Auntie Ruxue had the second-lowest kill count.
The person in last place was senior sister Fang...
Even the number of people Auntie Qimeng had killed by sheer blind luck was higher than Auntie Ruxue's count.
At first.
Lin Yu thought Auntie Ruxue might be doing it on purpose.
He suspected she was willingly sacrificing herself to ensure Auntie Qimeng didn't come in last, just to keep the mood up.
Lin Yu had even secretly admired such a fearless, self-sacrificing spirit.
But as he watched.
He realized that didn't seem to be the case.
The situation had developed beyond Lin Yu's expectations.
Auntie Ruxue's performance didn't look like she was playing dumb.
It was a genuine case of being a fish out of water; she was struggling to find her rhythm but just couldn't seem to catch it.
Lin Yu leaned past Auntie Qimeng and asked:
"Auntie Ruxue, do you want to follow behind me and pick off the stragglers?"
"I'll block for you in the front so you can get a feel for the game first."
"Once you get in the zone, everything will be easier."
Lin Yu naturally made this offer for Auntie Ruxue's own good.
He was afraid that by the time the game session ended tonight, her confidence would be completely shattered.
However, compared to her marksmanship, her stubbornness was clearly much stronger.
Lin Yu had obviously meant well, but in her eyes, it looked like he was mocking her.
Du Ruxue sat up straight and said:
"It's fine, I can handle it myself."
"Little Yu, the top killer in this game is called the ACE, right?"
"I'll surpass you soon enough. I've already completely mastered the basic controls."
As Auntie Ruxue finished speaking, it looked like her eyes were turning red.
Auntie Qimeng leaned over and whispered to Lin Yu:
"Little Yu, it's not that Little Xue is playing badly, it's that she... is too sleepy."
"She's been staying up late too much recently and hasn't rested well. I just saw her nodding off."
Lin Yu: "???"
So that was it!
Even a superwoman needs to sleep sometimes, hahaha!
...
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
