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?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.”
