Chapter 2, Red Bean Paste! Private Marseille

In the evening, Yuli, who had studied all day, finally returned home

It is not that he is lazy, but rather that this wretched place does not allow one to stand up straight

The door closed, and Qin Yu swiftly darted back to his small room, covering himself with the bedding and trembling.

Forget it, let it be under the stairs; after all, it still deserves the treatment of a main character

Returning to the small room under the stairs, Qin Yu lay down on the bed once again

( What the hell ! ! ! )

Feeling somewhat bewildered, she gently pushed open the door, only to find that Qin Yu was not inside; there was only a mass wrapped in a quilt that resembled maggots

As she entered the room and began to take off her shoes, she glanced curiously at the trash can beside her

This woman, who is already in her thirties this year, is undeniably attractive; after all, she is a martial artist, and a fourth-level martial artist at that, with her body having been honed to perfection.

He has already analyzed it in his mind. According to his previous memories, although both women have deep-seated grudges against him, unlike Yuli, who is hot-tempered and enjoys hitting him for no reason, this mature woman is clearly very rational

Holding her nose, she let out a cry of despair, then placed one hand on her hip and shouted loudly, trying to call Qin Yu out from inside, but unfortunately received no response at all

Absorbing the negative energy that others direct towards oneself? He is quite skilled at that

The hot-tempered Yuli stood with her hands on her hips, ready to turn around and confront the shop owner, but was forcibly pulled into the living room by her mother, Yuna, who grabbed her by the collar.

However, the next scene left Qin Yu breathless, nearly choking to death.

In the final scene before his death, the doctor could no longer tolerate his incessant talking and forcibly removed his oxygen tube

He is not a short person like Harry Potter; with a towering height of nearly 1.9 meters, he would find it difficult to even sit in a room that is no more than 1.5 meters high, let alone stand up

With a graceful figure and a dignified appearance, complemented by a pair of horse-like ears and a long, flowing tail, she undoubtedly embodies the essence of timeless elegance.

Bang

What? Let me call him? On what basis!

In this world, people are exceptionally irritable, quick to draw guns or knives at the slightest provocation, and a moment's carelessness could cost you your life

Therefore, if one is to take risks, it is essential to find suitable targets

It is merely a matter of speaking out of turn, yet Qin Yu is still self-aware

Lady Yuna, a former centurion who has a vendetta against her husband and possesses a * map * book, yet has a very gentle disposition

Suddenly sitting up from the bed, Qin Yu bumped his head against the beam once again. Ignoring the pain, he excitedly dashed out of the room and found Yuna's figure in the kitchen

Looking at the trash can filled with chopped cutting boards, Yuli was utterly perplexed

Standing at the door, Qin Yu took a deep breath, his face displaying a serious expression

Over the course of 11 years, from childhood to adulthood, Qin Yu had never been struck by her

Seeing this scene, Yuna smiled slightly and raised her hand to tousle her hair

Golden Finger, Qin Yu possesses this as well. After all, as a time traveler, if you don't have some special abilities, how can you still be called a time traveler

Studying knowledge during the day and conducting experiments with Qin Yu at night exemplifies diligence and hard work

This world is quite different from the previous one; in that previous world, if someone was provoked, they would at most just hit you.

Such a person is easy to bully

Rolling up her sleeves, You Li kicked open the door to Qin Yu's room, and the next moment, as expected, she was hit again by the rebounding door.

And fortunately, there is now a very suitable target in this household

However, Qin Yu expressed that he was very dry

"And - the picture - book, hum! It's just a sandbag, yet he dares to make me call him personally! I think he's just asking for a beating!"

He lived for only a little over twenty years in his previous life, yet the number of times he was beaten could rival that of others over ten lifetimes

Alright, it's just a small matter, why create trouble for oneself? Go, call him out for dinner.

It is naturally not Qin Yu's turn to benefit from such a good thing as paying for extra lessons. The fact that they haven't directly hanged him from a street lamp is already showing great mercy. How can he still expect extra lessons? Would you like a follow-up stab?

"Just because he is now a member of our family"

Otherwise, if you provoke someone you should not, it is not called courting death; it is called seeking death

Feeling the capabilities of the system in his mind, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in Qin Yu's eyes

What are you doing here? We do not need your help; please go back and rest

Ding dong! The hatred system is activated! The host can absorb the negative emotions of others towards themselves to gain energy! Current energy is 0

Without any hesitation, Qin Yu immediately performed a 90-degree bow, his head nearly touching his groin

... ...

Red bean paste ! Private Marseille !

Extreme hatred increases energy by 103

Yuna, who was serving the dishes, smiled gently as she brushed her hair away from her forehead upon hearing the words from *Tu* *Shu*.

Yuli spoke while waving her fists, creating a howling wind of punches in front of her

Extreme hatred increases energy by 107

Not only on weekends, but even during summer and winter vacations, Yuli is constantly attending extra classes

Raising his hand to push open the door, Qin Yu took a deep breath, ready to unleash the skills he had honed as a keyboard warrior for over twenty years

Today is Sunday, and logically speaking, there should be no classes. However, Yuli is a genius, and bearing a deep-seated grudge, she naturally has to work harder than the average person

It's nothing, it's old, and I accidentally damaged it.

The tone was gentle, like a neighborly older sister whispering softly in one's ear, yet such a tender tone left Qin Yu feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave

Hearing a noise, Yuna suddenly turned around, her gaze exceptionally sharp. However, upon recognizing the identity of the visitor, her expression softened instantly, and the kitchen knife she had been holding slowly lowered.

It's fine, it's just a cutting board. I have already bought a new one

It is just that I do not know whether it is an illusion, but the sound of her chopping vegetables is getting louder and louder, until ... ! ... crack!

Extreme hatred increases energy by 112

After finishing dinner, Yuli from wwwhetushu.com went to her supplementary class with great enthusiasm

Ah? Isn't this the solid wood cutting board I just bought? The owner said it would be fully compensated if it broke within ten years! I am going to confront him about this right now

As Yuna turned to look at him, a series of notification sounds echoed in his ears

In the kitchen, Yuna, still wearing a bright smile, slowly turned around while holding a kitchen knife and began to continue chopping vegetables

To what extent is he reckless with his words? Let's put it this way: he can provoke those who come to mediate into joining in to beat him up.

His face turned pale in an instant as he gazed at the gentle beauty in front of him, who was beaming with a smile. Qin Yu's body trembled like a sieve.

In the next moment, a sphere of light that had traversed with him illuminated his mind, subsequently enveloping his entire soul within it

Lying on the bed, Qin Yu was not disheartened by his unfortunate circumstances; instead, he cheerfully closed his eyes.

Hmph! Mother, you are just too gentle in character! You like to laugh everything off! If you ask me, we should teach that unscrupulous boss a lesson! Not only should he compensate us, but he should also apologize!

Mother, how did the cutting board break

She did not pass on the hatred of the previous generation to the next; although her attitude towards him was neither warm nor cold, it was still considered normal