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Chapter 20 Causality Skills: You During the Exam?

Lin Linhou checked the time and thought, "It's almost ten o'clock, why are we having dinner? Shouldn't this be considered a late-night snack?"

Moreover, after a long day of work, he was really, really sleepy, especially now that the mission was complete, and the drowsiness suddenly started to creep in.

Lin Linhou just wanted to get the other person home as soon as possible so he could go back to his hotel and sleep.

Therefore, even though Lin Qiye extended a very warm invitation, Lin Linhou still politely declined his offer.

"But if you don't come back with me, it seems difficult for me to explain having an extra 100,000 yuan."

Lin Qiye looked at the 100,000 yuan in his hand, feeling a bit troubled.

He couldn't just tell the truth and say that he made a friend after school today, and the two hit it off immediately, and the other person gave him 100,000 yuan in cash as a gift without saying a word.

That's a better excuse than saying you just randomly bought a scratch-off lottery ticket at a lottery shop and won 100,000 yuan.

"Like this?"

Sigh, it's so troublesome to have to find a suitable reason to give a gift.

"Yes, so you should come home with me, brother. Don't worry, we have extra guest rooms at home, and most importantly, it's quiet. It's definitely more comfortable to rest than the hotel we just stayed in."

"And to be honest, I don't think that hotel is really suitable for sleeping..."

After all, who can guarantee 100% soundproofing in a hotel? It's okay during the day, but with all sorts of noise around it, it doesn't really matter.

However, when it's late at night and everyone is quiet, every little sound will be magnified.

Especially in couples' hotels, it's hard to avoid hearing sobbing in bed late at night, so you'll need to bring extra earplugs.

In any case, Lin Qiye knew he never wanted to go near that place again in his life.

She wanted to know if he had been passively keeping the full-screen 3D radar on all along.

Earlier, in the love hotel, as he walked down the corridor, the scene he passively witnessed upon exiting was extremely upsetting to him.

After all, the straight-line distance from the corridor to each room could not possibly be beyond his detection range.

He was there, it was like watching an action movie all over the building at once.

Normally it's fine, Lin Qiye is used to it, and beauty is nothing more than a skeleton in his eyes.

Even if he were just using the men's restroom, he could see the women's restroom next door from every angle. In fact, even if he wasn't using the restroom, he could see everyone around him from every angle.

So after all these years, Lin Qiye has become almost completely indifferent to and uninterested in beautiful women.

But the kind of stimulation that was like the one before, where people upstairs, downstairs, left, and right were putting on a live-action movie right in front of him, was a first for Lin Qiye, and it had a significant impact on his mind.

It's still hard to adapt to at first.

"Okay, then I'll stay for the night, but I might sleep until noon tomorrow."

Lin Linhou agreed without much thought, mainly because he was feeling a bit sleepy and it seemed like he couldn't handle it. Besides, after taking the other person home, he would have to run back and forth to get back.

It seems quite troublesome; it's best to avoid wandering around late at night.

A dozen minutes later, the two arrived at Lin Qiye's aunt's house.

After Lin Qiye briefly explained the situation, his aunt quickly accepted it and tidied up the guest room.

At this point, Lin Linhou was so sleepy that she was almost delirious, her consciousness was intermittent. After saying thank you, Auntie, she went back to her room and almost fell asleep immediately.

"Sigh, another poor soul... but such a good child. But Xiao Qi, when you come home from school tomorrow, tell him that we absolutely cannot accept this 100,000 yuan."

Lin Qiye: Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

"Huh? Why? Auntie."

How can you return money you've already received? Besides, you didn't refuse just now, did you?

“I didn’t talk to the child much just now because he was too sleepy, but that doesn’t mean we can take the money.”

“You’re still young and don’t understand. Although you said your older brother is all alone and is already a highly educated graduate with a stable job at a young age.”

"But think about it, just because this child doesn't have money to spend now doesn't mean he won't need to spend money in the future."

"He'll need to find a partner and get married, won't he? He'll need to buy a house and a car, won't he need to support his wife, children, and elderly parents? He'll need to..."

Aunt Lin Qiye spoke at length, full of "life experience from someone who's been there."

Lin Qiye listened, completely stunned.

Yes, it seems he was only thinking about how the 100,000 yuan would greatly solve his family's urgent financial problems, and this guy didn't seem to care much about the money in his hands.

But now what my aunt said seems to make a lot of sense. This older brother has already had a very miserable life. If I take the money, what will happen if he suddenly needs money in the future?

In the end, Lin Qiye could only look reluctantly at the 100,000 yuan on the table, nod and say that he would talk to the other party properly when he came back from school tomorrow and return the money.

"I'm going to sleep now, goodnight Auntie."

"Well, you should go to bed early too."

After Lin Qiye returned to his room to rest, his aunt looked at the 100,000 yuan on the table and sighed again.

After all, this is no small amount for their family. It would be a lie to say they weren't tempted by an extra 100,000 yuan for no reason.

But we really can't accept the money from this poor child.

She wrapped the money on the table in a cloth, carefully took it from a drawer, and then got up to rest.

……

As expected, Lin Linhou slept until nearly 11 a.m. the next day.

"You really slept for that long?"

Lin Linhou got up, looked at his watch, and clicked his tongue in amazement at how soundly he had slept.

[Who told you to stay up almost all night the day before yesterday, be so busy yesterday, and copy so many skills in one day, including two superpowers, and then use coffee to keep up the pace?]

The system indicated that these actions were extremely taxing on Lin Linhou's mental state.

"Two superpower categories? Where did these two come from?"

Lin Linhou thought to himself, "Isn't it just that he has a super perverted ability, ptooey ptooey... is it the ability to transform and basic mimicry?"

Did I copy it again after school? I'll have to take a good look to see what skill it is.

Lin Linhou opened the skill panel and quickly saw the second skill that had been thoughtfully categorized by the system.

"Bloodline offspring control? Hmm? What's the use of this skill?"

[Bloodline Offspring Control: You can control any offspring born of you or bred by your own children, who possess your bloodline, to do anything, and they will obey unconditionally.]

Lin Linhou rubbed his temples after reading it, feeling disappointed. It seemed to be a basically useless ability.

No longer concerned about this skill, Lin Linhou continued to browse through the other copied skills as usual, even though he didn't use them, he could still familiarize himself with them.

Anyway, I'm bored.

"Huh? Holy crap? This skill is kind of interesting."

[During an exam: If there are more than three answer options, you will subconsciously eliminate the correct answer first and choose an incorrect one.]

Lin Linhou: ('?') Hey, what the hell?

This was copied from some unlucky classmate. Luckily, my skill list allows me to choose whether to use it actively or passively, otherwise this would be a complete dodge.

However, in a sense, this skill, under its current controllable state, seems to be a divine skill comparable to the law of causality.

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