The Mech-Servant was a miracle born from impossibility.
Xu Xi was the creator of this miracle.
He personally witnessed and facilitated Ailei's growth, transforming her into an unimaginable high-dimensional Mech-Soul.
Yet, such a form and power were still far from the Supreme.
Therefore,
Xu Xi was particularly curious about Ailei's future growth.
"Sit down, Ailei."
Xu Xi instructed the loyal Mech-Servant to take a seat.
Ailei was much like Krisha, both lacking self-will. They were more accustomed to following Xu Xi's orders than making decisions for themselves.
Thus, when Xu Xi didn't speak, the Mech-Servant remained standing.
"Yes, Master."
The Mech-Servant complied and sat down.
She gently lifted the hem of her dress on both sides and took her seat with graceful poise.
The morning light streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on the Mech-Servant's black hair with golden highlights, making it shimmer.
"Now, Ailei, tell me,"
"What happened after my death?"
Xu Xi sipped the water prepared by the Mech-Servant.
Many questions filled his mind.
For instance, what was the fate of the civilization behind the Neutron Battle Star? What was the so-called Supreme Judgment? And how did Ailei achieve transcendence?
"Yes..."
Ailei sat quietly, her expression calm as she recounted the interstellar voyages of the past.
Burying Xu Xi's body.
Sailing into the vast expanse of the stars.
The millennia-long war against the Captor Civilization.
And later, challenging multiple civilizations across the universe single-handedly, never once faltering.
Without any subjective embellishments or imaginative additions, Ailei recounted only the facts as they had occurred.
"This..."
Xu Xi had mentally prepared himself before asking.
He knew about the "sacrificial" hidden attribute.
That it would awaken Ailei's potential.
But, but, this!
Was this even reasonable?!
Xu Xi sighed deeply, just as he had with Mo Li, Krisha, and Ying Xue before. Ailei's performance was too extraordinary—single-handedly challenging the universe's top civilizations.
"How should I put it..."
"Though I expected something, this outcome is just too outrageous."
The Mech-Servant continued to calmly recount her achievements.
Xu Xi looked at her face, delicate and pale, and found it hard to connect it with such feats.
But upon closer thought,
Perhaps there was no reason to be surprised?
After all, even in the early stages of the fourth simulation, the loyal Mech-Servant had been the best support, constantly feeding him "soft rice."
Now, Ailei's so-called transformation.
Had long been foreshadowed.
Ailei's "soft rice" was just that potent.
Xu Xi was filled with emotion as he continued to listen to Ailei's tales.
The final battle against the apex civilization of the physical universe, shattering the vast cosmos into a single point, collapsing it into a zero-dimensional universe.
And then,
The Mech-Soul underwent a complete metamorphosis.
The singularity exploded, chaos divided, and dimensions were created.
Thus, the sublime Creator of the Universe was born, adjudicating across multiple timelines and judging all civilizations.
Yes, it was true.
The recent influx of refugee civilizations fleeing to Earth was a result of the Mech-Servant's influence, fleeing the might of the Supreme Judgment.
"Huh?"
After listening to Ailei's story, Xu Xi looked at her obedient face and felt a question mark pop up in his mind.
It wasn't that he was shocked by Ailei's power.
But rather, Xu Xi realized.
Those refugee civilizations had come to Earth to escape Ailei.
And now, Ailei had come to Earth to find her master.
Wasn't that like walking into a trap?
"What is it, Master...?" Ailei blinked, puzzled by Xu Xi's sudden silence.
No, it's nothing. I'm just feeling a bit emotional, Ailei, you've grown so quickly.
Xu Xi reached out and gently stroked Ailei's hair.
He believed.
The Mech-Servant had her own code of conduct. She wouldn't harm the innocent, nor would she affect Earth.
So, Xu Xi didn't intend to make any decisions for her.
"Still, speaking of which,"
"Ailei, why did you decide to judge civilizations?"
The autumn chill
had cooled the water quickly.
Ailei extended her slender hand, gently touching the side of the cup, warming the water inside with a meticulous and professional demeanor.
After finishing this task, she softly answered Xu Xi's question.
"To restore the stars to their purity..."
"Purity?"
Xu Xi sipped the water, the warmth spreading through his body.
He was puzzled. How could the Mech-Servant's reason for judging civilizations be this?
Ailei continued, "To await your resurrection, to ensure your safety, to protect you from the threats of predatory civilizations."
"I had to..."
"Eliminate all evil for you..."
The autumn wind grew stronger, blowing through the window into the room.
It blurred the girl's voice.
And tousled the strands of hair on her forehead.
Revealing those silver-blue eyes, calm yet brimming with emotion, like exquisite gemstones.
Not for herself, but for you, so that you would no longer face danger.
So that your life... could endure forever.
Ailei spoke thus.
These were words Xu Xi had never imagined.
In the lonely passage of time, in the emptiness where only she existed, the Mech-Servant waited endlessly, cleansing the filthy stars for Xu Xi, so that upon his resurrection, he could live free from all danger.
Machines may lack hearts.
But love is real.
"Thank you, Ailei," Xu Xi said after a brief silence, reaching out once more to gently ruffle the Mech-Servant's head.
He truly felt the sincerity of her intentions, her desire to protect him.
But at the same time,
This reckless disregard for her own safety was something Xu Xi never wanted to see.
So, Xu Xi curled his index finger, preparing to lightly flick Ailei's smooth forehead as a small lesson.
"Whoosh—!"
Ailei reacted quickly.
Before Xu Xi could act, she swiftly covered her forehead with both hands.
"Thud—"
Xu Xi changed tactics, using his knuckle to gently tap the top of Ailei's head instead.
"Don't be so reckless in the future, understand?"
"Yes..."
Ailei's ears drooped as she responded dazedly.
Now, her hands covered not her forehead but the top of her head.
She looked just like some of the cute memes circulating online.
"Master, it hurts..." she said, not lying. Her reconstructed body had real sensations.
The Mech-Servant demanded that Xu Xi take responsibility and continue to rub her head a little longer.
"..."
Outside the room,
The atmosphere was eerily quiet, the autumn wind howling through the corridor.
Krisha stood in the kitchen, her expression indifferent as she looked at a plate of breakfast prepared for Xu Xi.
Should she go in?
No, better not.
The magnanimous witch would grant each person one chance, just as she had once given a kind soul an opportunity. This time, she had also given the Mech-Servant a chance.
But there would be only one chance.
In the future, the witch would not tolerate any disturbances to her mentor.

ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"