Lin Yu’s first instinct was to grit his teeth and quickly survey the surroundings.
Fortunately, it was morning—and a summer-vacation morning at that.
When they had first arrived, there had only been three or four students studying early in the library.
No one else was anywhere to be seen…
Aside from the couple who had just slipped off a shoulder strap and started making out, only the two of them and Maomao were left.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
At least it was still relatively safe.
While watching the couple’s passionate encounter, his hands weren’t exactly idle either…
As he was thinking about this,
Lin Yu turned his head again.
Lin Yu: “!!!”
Why the hell was Ying’er still kneeling there?
Was she not only keeping her hands busy, but now she had to start verbally insulting him too?
Clearly, she wasn’t a student at Pingchuan University anymore.
Once she heard there were no cameras, she dared to do anything!
“Ying’er, don’t act rashly!”
“Don’t forget, we’re here to take care of serious business!”
Lin Yu hurriedly tried to dissuade her.
What if Maomao suddenly came looking for them halfway through?
They’d be finished! Wouldn’t they?
But who could have expected it?
Mo Shangying placed both hands on the edge of Lin Yu’s pants and said with a completely serious expression:
“Serious business? This is serious business, Master!”
“Just stay still and keep watch properly.”
“Hehehe…”
“This is also part of the game’s storyline. It’s an important reward segment!”
Lin Yu couldn’t help widening his eyes. “???”
What the hell did she mean by “keep watch”?
Was she treating him as part of the storyline?
Just as Lin Yu had expected.
He should have realized from the beginning that this was definitely not a proper game.
Now Ying’er had completely dropped the act and intended to experience the “storyline” firsthand.
Even if Maomao had no idea what was about to happen at that moment,
in the future,
if this game were actually made,
when Maomao thought back to that morning they had spent together in the library…
Anyone would become suspicious, wouldn’t they?
“Hiss!”
Lin Yu felt a chill around his waist and abdomen and involuntarily sucked in a breath.
Fine.
It wasn’t something he could stop anyway.
Since he couldn’t stop it, he might as well hold his head down and let it happen.
A few minutes later,
the rustling sounds from the innermost aisle grew louder and louder.
Lin Yu looked ahead through the gap.
Their clothes were back on, and the two students were standing much farther apart than before.
Oh no!
Were they done and getting ready to leave?
Wouldn’t that make him and Ying’er stand-ins?
“Wait, wait, Ying’er, they’re about to come out!”
Ying’er could only pull away for the moment. She looked up at Lin Yu and asked,
“What about you, Master? Are you about to come out too?”
Lin Yu: “!!!”
That wicked disciple was still spouting such shameless nonsense!
Lin Yu had no time to worry about anything else. The most important thing was to pull up his pants.
As for Mo Shangying, she slowly got to her feet and looked around, trying to find somewhere to hide.
But…
There wasn’t a suitable hiding place anywhere nearby.
Lin Yu: “…”
She knew she needed to hide now?
What had she been doing earlier?
This was a library. There was no need to hide at all.
All they had to do was pretend to be reading. Didn’t she have even that much common sense?
Before he could say anything, the situation had already become too urgent for Lin Yu to remind his little rebel.
He glanced behind them out of the corner of his eye.
The two students, now fully dressed, were already walking in their direction.
Lin Yu casually grabbed two books from the shelf, keeping one for himself and tossing the other to Ying’er.
Fortunately,
Ying’er’s mind hadn’t completely short-circuited yet.
She understood what Lin Yu meant.
She picked up the book and immediately opened it, pretending to read.
The two students, a man and a woman, passed by the bookshelf.
First, the woman glanced over at them…
“Ah… this… there are people here.”
The woman nearly screamed, but quickly lowered her voice and said to her boyfriend.
The man took a look and stopped in his tracks.
“Brother Yu?”
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?!
