I thought that Little Chi had already unleashed her true nature in the dream and fully embraced the persona of a gold digger.
Who would have thought?
Quirky and mischievous as ever, she was still playing the role of the hunter.
If it weren't for this little trick, Lin Yu would have almost forgotten the title of this dream.
This wasn't the rise of a gold-digging girl!
It was the counterattack of the underdog girl!
Ultimately, it was because after entering the dream, Little Chi's initial performance had subtly deceived Lin Yu.
He was almost fooled by her and nearly exposed his own true character.
If he guessed correctly...
This layer of white clothing definitely wouldn't be the last.
There had to be other protective measures hidden underneath.
Little Chi's actions did not disappoint Lin Yu at all.
The next moment.
She spun around again, and the white garment flew straight at Lin Yu's face.
This time, Lin Yu didn't just sit there frozen; he reacted with lightning speed.
He caught the thrown clothes firmly in mid-air, preventing them from obstructing his vision.
Hidden beneath the white clothes was a dazzling... little witch in red!
Lin Yu: "..."
Well, well, well.
Little Chi really knew how to play.
Anyway, there was no concept of time in the dream world.
As long as the dreamer's consciousness didn't collapse, the dream could continue indefinitely.
Lin Yu was actually quite curious to see just how many layers Little Chi, having prepared for so long, was wearing!
After dancing gracefully in red for a while, an orange inner layer shone brightly across the room.
The orange didn't last long, followed by a dazzling flash of gold...
Lin Yu, sitting in his chair: "..."
It was clearly a sunny day outside, yet he was actually seeing a rainbow right inside his own home!
Isn't that amazing?
What was worse, Lin Yu only realized towards the end that this song was incredibly long!
She had been dancing for so long, yet showed no signs of stopping to catch her breath.
The music kept playing, perfectly coordinating with Little Chi's endless costume changes.
After enduring for who knows how long, it was finally time for the purple outfit to make its debut.
Black, white, and the whole rainbow had been taken off; what other tricks could she possibly have?
Lin Yu didn't believe that the crafty Little Chi had any more tricks up her sleeve!
But to his absolute surprise.
Something bizarre happened...
"What's going on? Before Little Lin became the boss, wasn't he just a lecherous hooligan?"
"I've been dancing for so long and taken off so many layers, why isn't he reacting at all?"
"Could it be..."
"Is he nearsighted? Can't his eyes see?"
"Even if he can't see, he should at least feel the clothes I threw at him!"
"Why does it seem like down by his legs... it's still as dead as a doornail?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Could it be that after getting rich, he ruined his body from playing around too much, and now he just can't get it up anymore?"
The corners of Lin Yu's eyes twitched slightly: "!!!"
Little Chi hadn't opened her mouth to speak at all, and her dance steps hadn't even slowed down.
But Lin Yu clearly heard her...
Inner thoughts!
As time went on, the dream world actually developed such a novel mechanic?
Lin Yu was a bit curious. Was this only for this specific dream, or had the Dream Entry Technique upgraded, allowing him to hear thoughts in any dream from now on?
Regardless of which it was, it currently made things vastly more convenient for Lin Yu.
Lin Yu could now be absolutely certain that this girl Little Chi was doing it on purpose.
She was trying to tease him in this manner!
Was she waiting for him to give in to his animalistic urges, and then she would consider her plan a success?
Was there really such a...
Good thing in the world!?
Lin Yu almost thought that Little Chi, the clever little imp, just intentionally didn't want to be taken advantage of.
It seemed he was wrong.
She was actually using the trick of playing hard to get on him.
Since he could hear Little Chi's inner thoughts, why not just play along?
"Snap!"
Lin Yu raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.
The sound was incredibly crisp, echoing throughout the entire office.
As the sound of the snap faded, the dance music abruptly stopped.
Little Chi, who was preparing to continue dancing, froze on the spot, looking at Lin Yu in confusion.
"Boss, what... what's wrong?"
"Did I dance poorly? Do you not like it?"
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.
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?!
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...
