Xu Xi and Servia first met.
It was during the second year of the simulation.
Pitiful, lonely, desolate, yet resilient.
Servia, with her disfigured face and undead body, was driven away in terror wherever she went.
No one believed her words.
Nor did they offer her kindness.
Thus, Servia had no choice but to don armor and pose as a false hero, grasping at the faintest shreds of trust.
After meeting Xu Xi, she once asked him a question.
Could he heal her undead body, restore the hollow bones to their human form?
"I'm sorry, I can't."
At that time, Xu Xi gave her an apologetic reply.
But now, having ascended to the rank of a Fourth-Circle Wizard, Xu Xi had finally mastered the Fourth-Circle Spell: Flesh Regeneration, after compiling extensive research.
The creator of the spell had intended it for healing wounds.
Yet, through numerous experiments,
Flesh Regeneration was proven to have a miraculous effect—restoring flesh to lifeless skeletons.
"Great Wizard, I... I... Can I really...?"
"Of course, Servia. But this isn't a permanent cure. There's a time limit."
"A time limit?"
"Yes, it will only last about an hour."
Disappointed? Not at all.
Servia stood still, her eyes blinking with joy and gratitude.
Before meeting Xu Xi,
the hero had no one to talk to.
Fearful of being exposed, she would flee each village she saved, never daring to speak with its people.
Fearful of the crushing silence, she endured a world where only the dripping of a leaky roof kept her company.
Those days were too dark.
A wound too deep to fade.
Now, that wound had a chance to heal. Xu Xi would help the hero reclaim the wholeness of being human.
"Great Wizard."
"What... what should I do?"
"Should I remove my armor? And the cloth around my head...?"
The undead girl fidgeted nervously.
Though time had tempered her into maturity, in this moment, she was as lost as a child, unsure of what to do.
"No need to rush, Servia."
The simulated sunlight streamed into the room like golden threads, casting a delicate glow over every surface.
Xu Xi chuckled softly,
unwrapping the cloth from Servia’s head.
"Great Wizard, the armor..."
Servia instinctively reminded him, thinking he had forgotten.
But Xu Xi shook his head.
"Servia, this experiment doesn’t require removing your armor."
"Eh? But... before, it was always necessary..."
Her voice trailed off weakly.
Her stunned mind finally caught up, and Servia realized the foolishness of her words.
This experiment
was to restore her flesh.
A whole body, a living body, an unbroken body.
If she removed the armor now...
Servia couldn’t bear to think further.
She crouched, hugging her head, curling into herself.
Overwhelmed by shame, she reverted to the posture of a child afraid of the dark.
Xu Xi busied himself preparing the arcane materials for the spell.
[The hero’s wish was to regain her normal body.]
[Amidst the world’s upheavals, humanity’s downfall, and countless other tragedies, the hero had long forgotten this desire.]
[But you remembered.]
[After ascending to the Fourth-Circle, you devoted yourself to researching Flesh Regeneration.]
[And now, you had mastered it—ready to use it on the hero.]
The bones trembled.
Flesh began to sprout.
The moment Xu Xi cast the spell, vast amounts of life force were drawn from the materials and transferred to Servia, manifesting as crimson tendrils of newborn flesh.
It was a breathtakingly intricate process.
A miracle of creation, unfolding with perfect order.
Every detail, down to the organs, was meticulously restored.
Xu Xi couldn’t see beneath the armor, but he could witness the transformation of her once-disfigured face.
Delicate features.
Graceful long hair.
Emerald-green eyes.
In the morning light, her platinum-blonde hair shimmered like rippling water.
Like the first moment of dawn,
bright and striking.
The radiant strands cascaded past her shoulders, a blend of pale gold and white, reflecting the emerald in her eyes.
Quiet. Bewildered.
This was the most dazzling jewel of Clawphire.
Shattered countless times, pieced back together—only now restored to wholeness.
"Great Wizard..."
Touching her face, feeling its flawless smoothness, Servia’s voice trembled.
No longer a mimicry of her soulfire, but the true voice of Servia Clawphire.
It was beautiful.
Clear and pure.
"Thank... you..."
Tears glimmered like faint starlight, welling up before spilling freely.
This should have been her happiest moment.
Yet the hero could no longer hold back.
Silent tears, crystalline under the sunlight, shone with sorrow.
She didn’t want to cry aloud.
She didn’t want to trouble Xu Xi.
Servia clasped her hands over her mouth, but it was futile—tears streamed through her fingers, revealing her vulnerable, weeping face to Xu Xi alone.
This was the hero’s helplessness, seen only by him.
A quiet, sorrowful cry, impossible to hide.
All her pain
poured out in stifled sobs.
"Servia." Xu Xi watched her grief, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb.
He didn’t say, ["You’re welcome."]
Nor did he offer lengthy comfort.
Instead, with a tender touch, he stroked her head. "You’ve endured so much, haven’t you?"
The dam broke completely.
Her eyes
became true emeralds, glistening and bright.
...
[You succeeded in restoring the hero’s body.]
[Her emotions—her sorrow—were enough to move anyone who witnessed them.]
[You waited patiently,]
[until her tears subsided,]
[before leaving the room to give her space to change.]
[Before, fearing the revulsion her undead form would provoke, she had no choice but to wear her armor at all times.]
[But now, with her flesh restored, she could finally dress like a human again—reclaiming her lost humanity.]
Among the prepared garments,
Servia chose a dress.
Soft, elegant fabric, an iris-patterned collar, pale green buds adorning the white skirt.
A refined and graceful choice.
"Great Wizard."
Pale fingers lightly gripped the doorframe as Servia peeked out, searching for Xu Xi.
"Do I... look alright?"
The hero worried—was her face not beautiful enough? Had she chosen the wrong outfit?
She longed for Xu Xi’s opinion, desperate to hear his answer.
"More beautiful than I imagined." Xu Xi smiled, gazing at the girl bathed in sunlight, and gave his approval.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
