Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The system light screen unfolds, and three options jump directly into view:

Option A: Iron-blooded coach, physical error correction - find a ruler, sit opposite Leng Yue, and if she presses a key incorrectly or her game character dies once, he will use the ruler to slap her palm hard.

He yelled, "You're the worst batch of zombies I've ever managed!"

[Reward: Obtain the title of "Devil Mentor"]

Consequences: Leng Yue's pride suffered a devastating blow. She immediately summoned the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire, melting your PS5 console into a pool of molten iron. For the next two weeks, she refused any form of blood-based interaction with you.

[Option B: Personalized guidance, hands-on teaching – abandoning independent operation. Go directly behind Leng Yue, embrace her completely, reach your hands over her waist, and firmly grasp her delicate hand holding the controller, providing the most intimate, physical teaching possible.]

[Rewards: Official Points +300, Leng Yue's Favorability +10. Unlocks the title "Gold Medal Esports Coach" (temporarily increases the entire team's coordination by 20% when worn), triggers a limited-time sticky and ambiguous storyline.]

Option C: Online game boosting, outsourcing services—shift the blame to someone else. Just toss the controller to Ayougu, who's playing King of Glory, and let this internet-addicted girl teach her, while you sit back, munching on sunflower seeds and watching the show.

[Reward: Official Points +50. Consequence: Two women with extreme personalities will engage in a full-blown brawl within five minutes due to a "positioning error," threatening the complete demolition of the second floor of the funeral parlor.]

Looking at the three options, Lin Ye mentally gave the system a big thumbs up.

This damn system finally understands his pain point.

Option A is pure suicide.

Torture your own wife; only a psychopath would do that.

Option C is even worse; Ayougu's fiery temper combined with Lengyue's aloofness could blow the roof off.

The only option is B.

It allows for both legitimate self-gratification and the maintenance of family harmony. This is called learning through entertainment, a balance of yin and yang.

I choose B.

Lin Ye gave the order firmly in his heart.

He put down his goji berry teacup, swayed slightly, stood up from the sofa armrest, and smoothly walked around to the back of the large single sofa behind Leng Yue.

Leng Yue was engrossed in studying the buttons on the controller, unaware of the commotion behind her.

Lin Ye bent down from behind, pressing his broad chest forward to embrace Leng Yue and the sofa back tightly in his arms.

Leng Yue's delicate body stiffened.

Lin Ye's hot, firm chest pressed tightly against Leng Yue's cool back, which was wrapped in a plain white dress.

Lin Ye did not stop moving.

He stretched out his arms, reaching over Leng Yue's slender and supple waist.

Two thick, warm hands covered Leng Yue's cold, jade-like hands that were holding the handle without any hindrance.

The man's large hand completely enveloped the woman's small hand.

"My wife, clear your mind."

Lin Ye rested his chin lightly on Leng Yue's shoulder.

When he spoke, his warm breath sprayed all over the back of Leng Yue's fair ears.

"The joystick on this controller corresponds to your footwork, and the four buttons on the right correspond to your hand movements."

"Look at the big screen, don't look at me."

Leng Yue's long silver hair fell across Lin Ye's collarbone, causing a tingling yet strangely comfortable itch.

She tilted her head slightly, trying to create some distance, but found herself completely trapped in this masculine embrace.

"My lord..."

Leng Yue's voice was barely audible, with a slight, suppressed tremor.

"This touch makes me somewhat uneasy. The circulation of my internal energy seems to have become disordered."

Lin Ye chuckled softly, the vibrations in his chest directly transmitted to the person in his arms.

"It's normal to feel restless; this is called activating qi and blood, clearing up stiff meridians."

"Come on, listen to my instructions, press your thumb on the left joystick and slowly push it forward."

Under Lin Ye's hands-on guidance, the clay figure on the big screen began to move forward stiffly.

Leng Yue has an exceptionally strong learning ability, but she still needs time to adapt to applying her divine sense to virtual games.

The character on the screen walks to the edge of a cliff and needs to press the jump button to cross it.

"Ready? Press the 'X' button on the right and jump!"

Lin Ye gave the instructions in his ear.

When Leng Yue tensed up, the muscles in her hands contracted instinctively.

She forgot to control her strength, and the grip of the millennium-old drought demon was fully displayed at this moment.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out in the living room.

The handle in Leng Yue's hand had a long crack on its outer shell from being squeezed by her.

The internal circuit board made a crackling sound as it short-circuited, and the indicator light on the top of the handle went out instantly.

The clay figure on the big screen lost control and plunged headfirst into the virtual lava below, turning into a wisp of smoke.

"Game Over".

A merciless message popped up on the screen.

Lin Ye stared at the broken controller, his eye muscles twitching wildly.

"My goodness! Be gentle! This is plastic, not the skull of an elder from the Yinshan Sect! If you use so much force, this magical artifact will fall apart on the spot!"

Leng Yue looked at the crushed plastic shell in her hand, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

She bit her rosy lower lip with a hint of grievance and shifted restlessly in Lin Ye's arms.

The silk dress rubbed against Lin Ye's athletic trousers, making a sticky rustling sound between the fabrics.

"I...I didn't mean it. This magical artifact is too fragile and can't withstand any force."

She defended herself in a low voice, leaning back even more.

Seeing this, Froststar stomped her feet in anger.

The little girl rushed forward and squeezed herself between the two.

She climbed up Lin Ye's arm and hung on his neck.

"My brother-in-law is biased! I'll teach him myself! Frostnova will also send that little brat into the lava to burn to death!"

She opened her small mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and bit down on Lin Ye's shoulder.

The cool saliva clung to the skin, leaving a clear teeth mark.

She asserted her presence and spousal rights in this most direct way.

Ayougu threw away the phone in her hand.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet, crunching a spicy beef jerky, and rolled her eyes at the three people tangled up on the sofa.

"Tsk tsk, hugging and kissing in the living room in broad daylight, you city folks really live wildly."

She patted the spice residue off her hands, her face full of disdain.

"This female zombie could shatter ten of my life-bound poison gu with a single slap, yet she can't even press a simple plastic button correctly."

"Boss, if you want to take advantage, just say so. Don't use playing games as an excuse. Would you like me to light a stick of 'Acacia Incense' to liven things up? I guarantee you'll have even more fun."

Lin Ye ignored the sharp-tongued Miao girl's sarcasm.

He pulled Froststar off his neck and tucked it into the corner of the sofa.

He then resignedly rummaged through the drawer and pulled out a spare handle, stuffing it back into Leng Yue's hand.

"Let's go again. This time, I'll suppress my power to the level of an ordinary person. If I break one, I'll deduct a bowl of your pure Yang true blood."

The entire afternoon passed quietly in this chaotic yet sticky and ambiguous atmosphere.

It took a full four hours to figure it out.

Lin Ye felt that his lower back was even more sore than when he fought against the Yinshan Sect.

Maintaining a bent-over, hugging posture for an extended period of time is too much for even the strongest body.

Leng Yue, on the other hand, became more and more engrossed in the game.

She finally mastered the precise control of force, and the clay figure on the screen jumped and dashed nimbly under her control.

On that perpetually cold face, a rare childlike satisfaction and competitive spirit shone through.

Outside the window, the sun is setting.

The blood-red sunset dyed half of the sky over Jiangnan City.

The clouds after the rain were torn apart by the sunset, revealing a dazzling display of light and shadow.

A level completion animation pops up on the screen.

"Ding! Daily task completed."

"Congratulations, host, you have gained 300 points. Current points: 5050. Leng Yue's favorability has increased significantly, and your position in the family is now completely secure."

The system notification sound disappeared.

Lin Ye straightened up, stretched languidly, and his joints cracked.

"That's a wrap-up. Time to get ready for dinner. Fatty should be back by the time he buys the cinnabar."

at the same time.

The Affiliated Primary School of Jiangzhou University is located 20 kilometers away from Taiping Old Street.

As night fell, the campus was deserted.

The students had long since gone home after school, and the daytime noise had been completely gone, leaving only a deathly silence.

The classroom of Class 2, Grade 3 on the third floor of the teaching building.

For some reason, all the motion-activated lights in the corridor stopped working.

In the darkness, a rhythmic rubbing sound came from inside the half-open wooden door of the classroom.

"Shh...shh..."

That was the sound of chalk writing on the blackboard.

Old Wang, the school's security guard on night duty, patrolled to the third floor with a flashlight and wearing a military overcoat.

Hearing this eerie sound, he shuddered.

"Who's inside? All the students left long ago, where's the noise coming from?"

Old Wang mustered his courage and shone the beam of his flashlight through the crack in the door.

The moment the beam of light illuminated the classroom.

Old Wang's legs went weak, and the flashlight fell to the ground with a "thud," rolling a long way.

The classroom was completely empty; there wasn't a single person in sight.

More than forty sets of wooden desks and chairs were arranged neatly.

Above each desk, a set of blue and white school uniforms floats.

The bright red scarf fluttered in mid-air without wind, as if an unseen ghost were sitting upright in its seat.

In front of the blackboard, a huge monster made up of countless failed math test papers is suspended in mid-air.

The monster held a broken pointer in its hand. Crimson blood seeped from the eye sockets, pieced together from exam papers, flowing down the blackboard.

A line of large characters was written on the blackboard in blood.

[You must be punctual for class.]

Old Wang's eyes rolled back, his brain completely shut down, and he lay unconscious on the cold floor of the corridor.