In terms of their relationship, they had just taken a massive step forward.
Lin Yu could completely understand Mao Ruirui's current state of mind.
Lin Yu's style of doing things had never been to focus all his attention on just one place.
It wasn't that any single person was unimportant, but rather that everyone was important.
Lin Yu (Voice Message): No problem, Ruirui. Let's find some time to train together. Let's go to that little park from last time!
Swoosh~
The message was sent, and Lin Yu couldn't help but feel a ripple of excitement in his heart.
After all.
How could they train in the shop? Right?
Training was something that naturally had to be done in a park!
The place they went to last time had hardly anyone around the entire time, making it perfectly suitable.
Continuing to scroll up through his message history.
At past one o'clock in the morning, there was a thank-you letter!
Huang Feirong: Dayu, there were too many people at the auction house and Wubao Pavilion, so I felt awkward saying this in person, but thank you so much for your help this time!
Huang Feirong: Of course, I know I don't have that much clout, so I definitely benefited from my association with Yaoyao and Xiao Jiujiu, but I still feel very honored, haha!
Huang Feirong: My mom said that once this whole thing is over, she wants to treat you to a big meal to properly thank you. You can pick any place you want!
Huang Feirong: (Bowing) (Bowing) (Bowing) (Heart) (Heart) (Heart)
Helping each other out was just what friends were supposed to do.
The fact that Huang Feirong sent a separate message to thank him still warmed Lin Yu's heart.
Lin Yu tapped on the screen, replying to Huang Feirong's message...
Lin Yu: Rongrong, it's meaningless to say that. If it weren't for Yaoyao and Xiao Jiu, would I not be worthy of being your friend?
Lin Yu: Forget about Sister Hong treating me to a meal. Eating with elders is too stressful, haha. You can just treat me to a meal alone, and I'll pick the place!
To-do list +1!
Find a place and let the dirty joke queen treat him to a meal.
Although Lin Yu didn't do this solely for Huang Feirong.
How could he refuse the kind offer of a free meal when given such a good opportunity?
Petition approved!
Among the many flirtatious chat messages, there was always a breath of fresh air.
Mixed in uniquely among the rest, it made Lin Yu particularly admire her.
Chi Qingshui: Thursday's Shooting Content.doc
Chi Qingshui: Stinky hubby, you should be asleep by now, right? I've prepared the content and schedule for the next shoot. You can take a look when you have time.
Chi Qingshui: I'm going to sleep too. Goodnight, I love you. Remember to dream of me. If you dream of anyone else, you're dead meat!
A message from past two in the morning!
A top student truly lived up to the title.
To think she could stay up this late doing their group assignment.
Thanks to Chi Qingshui's existence, Lin Yu was spared from being burdened by university assignments.
When it came to expanding their territory, his little girlfriend was absolutely the number one contributor, a hall-of-fame-level hero!
As their relationship gradually deepened.
Her aloof exterior was also gradually shed.
Now, she could send a few flirtatious remarks directly without even needing to switch to her alternate account.
It truly made Lin Yu feel sweet inside.
Lin Yu: Reporting to the wifey, I am currently reflecting on my mistakes this early morning...
Lin Yu: Damn it, I actually didn't dream of you last night. It must be because we spend too little time alone together.
Lin Yu: Therefore, I submit a petition: aside from our shooting assignments, could we find a chance to share a late-night snack?
The impressive thing about a top student wasn't just that they slept late for the sake of studying.
It was also that despite sleeping late, they could still wake up early!
Just a few seconds after Lin Yu sent his message, before he even had time to look at the next one.
Chi Qingshui's reply arrived!
Chi Qingshui: (Covering mouth and laughing) Petition approved!
Chi Qingshui: Your punishment is to continue dreaming tonight!
After exchanging a few lovey-dovey messages, Lin Yu continued checking his other messages.
Aside from Lin Yu staying up late last night, it seemed quite a few people were burning the midnight oil!
Five o'clock in the morning!
Ying'er sent a message.
The content of the message was extremely short and concise.
Mo Shangying: My legs hurt.
Two ordinary words, yet the emotion they conveyed was anything but ordinary.
Even.
It made Lin Yu's ordinary heart thump wildly.
Lin Yu: Understood.
There was simply no need for further words between the two of them.
Even if someone else saw this encrypted conversation, they wouldn't be able to guess what it meant.
Following right after Ying'er, another girl sent a message at past five in the morning.
Judging by her tone, it didn't seem like she had just pulled an all-nighter.
Rather, she had woken up early!
Xiang Tiange: Strange, why have I been dreaming about you so much lately?
Xiang Tiange: (Question mark) (Question mark) (Question mark)
Xiang Tiange: Everyone says that if you dream of someone, you should tell them the moment you wake up. Haha, I'm giving it a try too.
This fellow Daoist is getting a bit too obsessed!
Lin Yu definitely hadn't used the Dream Entry Art yesterday.
To dream of him without him even activating his great divine ability...
It proved that she was truly thinking about him normally!
Lin Yu: (Sunglasses) That really is a bit strange, isn't it?
Lin Yu: Did you check the Duke of Zhou's Dream Dictionary to see what it means?
Lin Yu: I wonder what kind of dream it was. It couldn't be the kind I'm thinking of, right!
Lin Yu: (Smirk)
Xiang Tiange's reply speed was no slower than Elder Chi's.
She also replied almost instantly the moment the message was sent.
Xiang Tiange: Hahaha, did you install a surveillance camera in my house? How did you know I checked!
Xiang Tiange: It said I might have encountered a bad romance, and that you're a scumbag, ahahaha!
In her reply, Xiang Tiange was laughing out loud.
Looking at it, Lin Yu couldn't really bring himself to laugh.
He silently typed out a reply.
Lin Yu: You should probably spend less time on the internet.
Continuing to scroll up through the messages.
The nurse lady, Xia Yiwei, must have just gotten off her night shift.
The time the message was sent was already six-thirty, which was only half an hour ago.
He wondered if it was because she hung out with Ying'er too much, but the content of her message was just as concise.
Xia Yiwei: You there?
Lin Yu: ...
What a retro message.
What era was it, still asking "You there?"!
Could his WeChat even go offline?
Lin Yu: Not the account owner.
Xia Yiwei quickly replied.
Xia Yiwei (Voice Message): You big liar!
Lin Yu: ...
Lin Yu (Voice Message): A liar is a liar, but can you speak more clearly? Don't let your mouth be so loose!
He really wanted to give her a couple of whips to vent his frustration!
Early in the morning, the tone of his chats with everyone else was all sweet and honeyed.
But when it came to the nurse lady, how did it end up giving him a belly full of pent-up anger?
Before he could even calm down.
Xia Yiwei's message came again.
Xia Yiwei (Voice Message): Careful, I might sue you for slander. How do you know if you haven't tried it?
Lin Yu: !!!
Hiss!
This woman was playing with fire!
He didn't even dare to imagine the scene she was describing.
Immediately after.
Another voice message popped up in the chat box.
Lin Yu tapped to play it...
Xia Yiwei (Voice Message): Mmhmm~ Are you rock hard yet?
Lin Yu: !!!
He had clearly just stayed up all night fighting a battle.
Hearing Xia Yiwei's deliberately provocative voice, Lin Yu once again fell into a reverie.
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.”
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!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
