There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

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"Time, time, slow down, don't make you grow old anymore."

"I would trade all that I have for your everlasting youth." Explore more at empire

"Dad, always so strong, what can I do for you?"

"..."

Han Yu soon finished singing a song called Father, and at this moment, the family sitting on the couch each had visibly moved expressions, fighting back tears while nodding towards him.

This scene made Han Yu's heart tremble, feeling so touched that tears couldn't help bursting from his eyes. He then subconsciously looked at his personal panel.

But he found that he hadn't gathered any Sadness Points at all.

"..."

Han Yu, originally moved, suddenly fell silent with a blank expression. After a moment, he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked up to his family on the couch, "So my song only moved me, is that it?"

These people had put on a convincing act of being moved, but since he hadn't collected any Sadness Points, it was clear that their hearts were utterly still.

"Ahem..."

The middle-aged man who was just sitting on the couch pretending to be moved, now awkwardly wiped away the tears he had forced out, and sheepishly said, "Well, son, although I'd really like to be moved so you could get the Sadness Points reward..."

"But... it's really hard to feel moved."

"Back in my day, I sang Father to my dad every day, and now in your generation, you're still singing Father. Can't you come up with something new? The times are progressing, and we can't fall behind."

"And not to say or not say, the way you looked just now, it was really hard to keep a straight face."

Following that, the few people sitting on the couch exchanged glances, seeing the barely contained laughter in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but burst into collective laughter.

"..."

Han Yu stood silently for a long while before reluctantly accepting the reality. Maybe he needed a different method; this was too abrupt. For now, he thought, he'd better secure the limited-time title and then see.

Then he turned to his father, his expression serious, and said, "I love you, Dad."

"I love you too, son."

Seeing his son become serious, the middle-aged man responded earnestly.

Seconds later.

Han Yu's expression went from serious to bewildered, then to disbelief, and finally to a somewhat vacant gaze as he murmured faintly, "I didn't receive the title reward."

"How is that possible?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before shaking his head in confusion, "Didn't the event rules say that all you have to do is tell your biological father 'I love you' to..."

The voice suddenly cut off.

Everyone present fell into silence, and suddenly the room plunged into a profound quiet.

Speechless.

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"Are you sure about this...?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit stood in the central square of Yancheng, looking around at the players coming and going, taking on quests, and couldn't help feeling a shiver, "To be honest, I feel a slight sense of awkwardness."

Yi had brought him to the center of Yancheng to sing a song that would move everyone, thereafter harvesting a large amount of Sadness Points.

Yi's singing wasn't bad, he knew that, but it wasn't professional level.

Feeling realistic about moving everyone in the square to tears was one thing, but honestly, it felt rather embarrassing.

"It should be no problem."

Chen Yi, with a serious expression, wore a black Tuxedo, held a shiny black cane in hand, and stood among the crowd with more than a dozen titles above his head. He flipped a card between his fingers.

'Prop Name': Little Sprite's Delight.

'Prop Level': No level.

'Prop Effect': When you find yourself in a crisis, you can activate this card once, and the Little Sprite will turn into the Great Demon to attack the enemy before you.

'Prop Usage Count': 1/1

'Prop Introduction': "Collect three 'Little Sprite's Delights' to exchange for one 'Little Fairy's Mom's Delight'."

This was a Prop he had obtained in an amusement park in the past. At that time, there was a little girl sitting on a giant lollipop constantly licking it. He had crashed into and smashed that lollipop with his sled.

After that, the little girl turned into a Demon.

It was an extremely vivid memory, and after all this time, that little girl was the only boss he had ever seen whose way of attack was playing word connection games – disregarding defense and attack, connecting the phrase meant life, failing meant death.

Such Rule Kills were a massacre for those with lower cultural knowledge!

And the jury for this event was the Little Sprite's family. He and Little Sprite were somewhat acquainted; after all, he had treated them to a fruit-flavored carrot, and they had given him a Little Sprite's Delight.

He planned to summon the judges to himself before harvesting Sadness Points using those two Props. This should allow for additional points and exclusive rewards.

After all, the judges only paid attention to the top ten players, but he wasn't in the top ten yet. It was too late to enter the top ten and get Little Sprite's attention; he could only sing once and would enter a 24-hour cooldown afterward.

The next second—

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Prop activation.

Suddenly, a light gate appeared in the sky above the square.

Immediately afterward, a cute little girl with braided pigtails, carrying a lollipop bigger than herself, stepped out with anger in her eyes: "Wow, look what I've sensed!"

"A player who has experienced the joy of Little Sprite once has summoned me, who dares to bully my joyous player!"

"It's you, the player who gave me the fruit-flavored carrot!"

"I like you a lot!"

"Tell me, who is bullying you, I'll kill them for you!"

This little girl is Little Sprite, sporting the name above her head, looking extremely tender and cute. Even if she's talking about killing, her voice is childishly soft and seems very immature.

But perhaps only Chen Yi and another person knew that once this little girl turned dark, her style of attack was truly a bit difficult to resist. Defense? No use even if you have all your defense props, a pure Rule Attack, how do you block that?

After that incident.

He had been secretly memorizing idioms, poetry, classical Chinese, mathematics, history, geography, and so on.

Not afraid of anything else, just afraid that one day he would encounter a similar Rule Attack.

The kind where if you don't keep up, you die.

That was truly without any complaint, only hating why I didn't study more in the past.

The little girl is about one meter tall, but she's holding a lollipop taller than herself in her arms.

Following behind the little girl was a woman, about 1.7 meters tall.

With a mature woman's charm, wearing a qipao that accentuated her curvaceous figure, looking particularly seductive, with seven words above her head, Little Fairy's Mom, holding a lollipop taller than herself in her hand, almost completely ruining her mature charm.

And next to her stood a man, around 1.9 meters tall.

The image of a tough guy with a cold expression wearing a loose black robe, eyes emitting an aura of murderous intent as if he could erupt into violence at any moment, with the same seven words above his head, Little Fairy's Dad.

The consistent point was that this man also held a lollipop taller than himself in his hand, almost completely destroying the image of a tough guy, staring at Chen Yi with intense eyes, licking the lollipop in his hand from time to time.

"Alright."

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at what was unfolding before him and touched his nose sheepishly: "It seems to run in the family."

It seemed like the whole family had a thing for lollipops, and for some reason, they all insisted on ones taller than themselves. The lollipop was bigger than their heads and couldn't fit in their mouths at all.

They could only lick it from time to time.

It looked quite peculiar.

"Hmm?"

Seeing that Chen Yi wasn't speaking, Little Sprite put her hand on her hip and pointed her lollipop at Chen Yi somewhat angrily: "Why haven't you said who you want to kill yet, Little Sprite's joy is about to expire."

"We're not killing anyone."

Chen Yi shook his head, stood in place, and calmly looked at Little Sprite, speaking softly, "I heard the three of you are the judges for this event, I plan to sing a song, and I specifically invited the three of you to be the judges."

"Oh, is that so."

Little Sprite nodded thoughtfully and then sat down cross-legged on the ground, her face serious as she propped her little head with her hand, looking at Chen Yi: "Then start singing. Although it's a bit irregular, according to the rules, we can only visit those top ten ranked players, and your current rank isn't in the top ten."

"But since you have a Little Sprite's joy card, Mom, Dad, you don't mind, right?"

"It's no problem."

The mature woman in the qipao smiled at Chen Yi: "Since you possess a Little Sprite's joy, it's certainly no issue to make an exception for you this time, but I must remind you that not many players can earn Little Sprite's joy even once; three instances of Little Sprite's joy can be exchanged for one Little Fairy's Mom's Delight."

"Hmph."

The man in the robe snorted coldly and licked his lollipop, speaking icily: "Three Little Fairy's Mom's Delights can be exchanged for one Great Demon's Delight."

"Alright, then I'm ready to start."

Afterward, Chen Yi took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and put himself in the right state, preparing to bring out his best performance in front of the three judges to earn enough points and a special reward from the judges.

Even if the content of the event was a bit ridiculous.

But since he was doing it, he naturally aimed for the first place.

At this moment, other players taking on the task in the square were already flabbergasted, whispering among themselves.

"Isn't this cheating?"

"How could it not be, we were told judges can only watch the top ten players, but as soon as the event started, Chen Yi has roped the judges into his place, how can this not be cheating?"

"Going through the back door, that's definitely going through the back door! It must be exposed!"

"This is privilege. From the beginning, privileges have always existed, isn't this normal? What are you so shocked about?"

"How can this not be shocking? It's like you go to a college entrance examination and after other students have handed in their papers, they go home to wait for the results, but when you go home, you find the exam marker sitting with your dad having tea and casually awarding you full marks. This is a flagrant insult to us hard-working players!"

"If effort could always lead to victory, there would be no such thing as social classes."

"It's not completely implausible. Last time my friend wrote an essay titled 'My Father, the Head of the Federation,' and just like that, he easily got full marks."