Ye Chuan looked at Angelina as she lowered her head.
Forget it. As for some A-grade Demon King tenant, he'd find another opportunity to deal with that later.
If he really brought that world-destroying Demon King into the apartment, she would probably demolish the entire building by the next day.
In a sense, that Demon King was just an emotionless Angelina.
He reached out and gently tucked the loose strands of hair on Angelina's cheek behind her ear, his tone more serious than ever before:
"Angelina, there's something I need to tell you."
"Something..." Angelina was curious.
"My memory has actually recovered, and... I'm not from this world."
Angelina suddenly looked up, her eyes full of confusion. "Not from this world? Then where did Ye Chuan come from?"
"I come from a very, very faraway place called China," Ye Chuan explained patiently.
"I lost my memory before and couldn't remember anything. It wasn't until today that I remembered it all. I have a home there called the Ten Thousand Worlds Apartment... Many friends from different worlds live there."
"There are no Demon Kings there. There are lights that glow on their own, iron boxes that can hold many people for long-distance travel, and endless strawberry cake and chocolate."
Angelina listened with a blank expression. Lights that glowed on their own? Iron boxes? She had never even heard of such things.
She had lived in Isu Town since she was a child and had only ever been as far as the neighboring town. She couldn't even begin to imagine what the world Ye Chuan described looked like.
But looking into Ye Chuan's gentle eyes, she didn't have a single trace of doubt in her heart.
No matter where Ye Chuan came from, and no matter where he was going, she wanted to follow him.
"I don't understand," Angelina shook her head, then reached out her small hand, tightly gripping the hem of Ye Chuan's shirt. Looking up with her small face, she said earnestly,
"But wherever Ye Chuan goes, I will go. As long as I'm with Ye Chuan, anywhere is fine."
"As long as you still need me..."
Even though Ye Chuan had fully recovered his memories now, seeing Angelina offer herself to him so unreservedly made him let out a soft chuckle.
Smiling, he rubbed her hair and took out a glowing white tenant card from his system space.
On the originally blank space of the card, Angelina's name and a tiny avatar automatically appeared.
"Alright, then let's go home."
He gently pressed the tenant card against the center of Angelina's forehead.
A soft white light emanated from the card, enveloping Angelina completely.
The little girl instinctively closed her eyes, her small hand still tightly gripping the hem of Ye Chuan's shirt, refusing to let go.
[New Tenant Discovered: Angelina]
[Tenant Grade: D]
[Tenant Abilities: None (Demon King Origin has been sealed)]
[Tenant Status: Healthy]
[...]
It was a very ordinary status panel, but for Ye Chuan, the Demon King's power was already a reward in itself; nothing else mattered.
As the system notification sound faded, the white light slowly dispersed.
Angelina opened her eyes, curiously touched the center of her forehead, and looked around. It was still the familiar living room; nothing had changed.
"Ye Chuan, when are we leaving?" Angelina asked with a hint of curiosity.
"We're leaving right now."
Ye Chuan first carried Angelina and made a trip to the succubus brothel. Considering that the time regression might not have reversed those people's memories—
Ye Chuan directly used Origin Magic to wipe the memories of the townspeople.
It was already late at night. The succubus brothel had just closed, and the girls were packing up.
Ye Chuan didn't go in to disturb them. He simply took out a thousand gold coins from his system space along with a note that read, "I'm going on a long journey. I'll leave the succubus brothel in your care. Split the money you make among yourselves," and slipped them under the door.
He also went to the mayor's house and left a letter saying he was taking Angelina to live in the royal capital, telling them not to worry.
After doing all this, Ye Chuan took Angelina's small hand.
Aether Continent, logging off!
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...
In the next second, the two were already standing in a familiar living room.
A warm yellow chandelier was lit, Lan Xiaoke's casually tossed game controller lay on the sofa, an unfinished cola sat on the coffee table, and the faint scent of instant noodles floated in the air.
Angelina's eyes widened in curiosity, her little head turning this way and that as she observed this completely unfamiliar place.
She pointed at the chandelier above and whispered, "Ye Chuan, is this the light you mentioned that glows on its own? It doesn't need candles?"
"Yes, it's called an electric light. It turns on when you press a switch." Ye Chuan smiled and pressed the switch on the wall. The chandelier flickered twice, turned off, and then lit up again.
Angelina was full of curiosity and pointed at the television hanging on the wall:
"What is that? Is it a painting? Why are there people moving inside it?"
"That's a television. You can watch stories from many different worlds on it," Ye Chuan explained patiently.
"I'll slowly teach you how to use it later."
He took Angelina for a casual stroll around the apartment, then found the room prepared for her. The room had already been automatically tidied up by the system. It featured pink walls, a soft princess bed, and a wardrobe filled with all sorts of little dresses, all prepared by the system according to Angelina's size.
"This will be your room from now on."
Angelina ran to the bed, reaching out to touch the soft quilt, then ran to the window, looking at the brightly lit street below, her eyes full of novelty.
"Do you like it?"
Angelina nodded repeatedly. "Ye Chuan, it's so pretty here! I like it here!"
"I'm glad you like it." Ye Chuan smiled.
Next, Ye Chuan gave Angelina a brief introduction to the people in the apartment.
"There are quite a few people in the apartment, so you'll have to learn how to use the portal... Also, let me introduce you to some of the people at home."
Holding Angelina's small hand, Ye Chuan just happened to return to the living room and saw Lan Xiaoke.
Lan Xiaoke was lazily curled up on the sofa. Seeing another unfamiliar girl beside Ye Chuan, she had an expression of being used to it.
"Ye Chuan, you've been bringing back a lot of lolis lately."
First Hu Li, then Tian Xiaotian... and that senior sister...
"Did you really get tired of the older ones?" Lan Xiaoke asked.
"Don't make me sound like a human trafficker," Ye Chuan said in annoyance, then pulled Angelina over to Lan Xiaoke's side.
"This is Lan Xiaoke. She's also one of the earliest tenants in the apartment."
"Yo, hello there," Lan Xiaoke greeted Angelina.
Angelina was suddenly bumped by Lan Xiaoke's chest and instinctively took a step back, then stammered, "An... Angelina, that's my name."
"Angelina..." Lan Xiaoke suddenly looked up at Ye Chuan. "That's a bit of a mouthful to say. Can I just call her Anna?"
"Is that even the same name?"
"Oh, whatever..."
"U-um, is big sister Lan Xiaoke Ye Chuan's partner?" Angelina suddenly mustered her courage and asked, seeing Ye Chuan and Lan Xiaoke bickering.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
