The XuanHuan simulation had come to an end.
Xu Xi's life.
The lives of the five girls.
Once again, they returned to the mundanity of Earth.
The witch watered the Dragonblood Grass in the courtyard, the mechanical maid researched new tonics, the younger sister studied techniques for the Collector's Cabinet ranking battles, while the noblewoman sparred with the hero.
On the third day after the simulation ended, Xu Xi sat by his bedroom window, quietly observing the spring scenery outside and the figures of the girls.
The window framed the sunlight like a painting.
Hazy, pale light fell upon the tip of his nose, illuminating his face.
Suddenly, Xu Xi laughed.
His laughter was bright, tinged with deep nostalgia.
"I remember when I first obtained the simulator—I was so disoriented, almost convinced I hadn't woken up yet."
"Yet in the blink of an eye, I'm nearly at the endgame now..."
"Though I still can't set foot on that path."
"But it's only a matter of time."
His gaze shifted sideways, landing on the no-longer-new Collector's Cabinet and the five supreme mementos within.
A look of reminiscence flashed across Xu Xi's face.
He remembered clearly—it was after the second simulation ended that he moved to this courtyard home and bought this cabinet.
Now, years had passed in the blink of an eye.
No.
If the simulation time was counted, it had been over a thousand years.
"Time is such a peculiar thing."
"It makes you yearn to move forward, yet reluctant to let it slip away."
Xu Xi slowly closed his eyes.
Letting the empty sunlight bathe his upper body, bringing warmth and a faint glow.
Meanwhile, sounds drifted in from outside the window—
A low, continuous rustling of leaves stirred by the wind.
Soft, whispering.
Time flowed.
The sounds transformed into blurred images in Xu Xi's mind, replaying everything he had experienced since obtaining the Life Simulator—and his hopes for the future.
This XuanHuan simulation had brought Xu Xi many benefits: the ultimate goal of the simulation, rapid growth in strength, and supreme companionship.
To be honest, Xu Xi now felt like he was living a retirement life.
"Brother, open your mouth."
A familiar voice came from above as a piece of unwrapped hard candy was pressed between his lips by slender fingers.
It was green apple flavored.
"Thanks, Mo Li."
Xu Xi opened his eyes just in time to meet his adorable sister's gaze.
A little later, Ailei gently pushed the door open, bringing Xu Xi his lunch.
"Master, would you like to eat first, or..."
The mechanical maid produced a new super-nutritious tonic from who-knows-where.
"...drink this first?"
"Uh..."
Xu Xi hesitated. He felt his body had been over-supplemented lately.
"Gulp, gulp."
"Gulp, gulp."
In the end, he didn’t refuse Ailei’s kindness, not wanting her efforts to go to waste.
The days that followed unfolded just as Xu Xi had imagined—
Peaceful.
Gentle.
A retirement-like existence as plain as water.
The simulations continued, but with the help of the five supreme beings, they were no longer as arduous as before—more like leisurely strolls or casual sightseeing.
Xu Xi knew that stepping onto that path wouldn’t happen overnight.
So, his simulation frequency remained steady.
He didn’t push himself or the girls to the brink out of desperation. Instead, he took it easy, day after day.
He observed Earth’s ascension.
Visited the busy Li Wanshou.
Checked in on Niu, who now had a happy family.
And then—there was the newly ascended demigod red dragon?
Earth, Huaxia, Capital Supernatural United Bureau.
Deep underground, in the Treasure Hall, mountains of gold and silver glittered under dazzling lights, surrounded by vibrant gemstones of every hue.
"Clatter! Clatter!"
Amidst the metallic cacophony, a colossal mythical creature slowly rose from the depths, bathed in scorching heat.
Thick limbs, half-spread wings—it was like a demon of hell wreathed in crimson flames.
As the dragon stretched, treasures cascaded down, and the golden mountains collapsed.
The crisp, rapid sounds resembled a sudden downpour, further amplifying the imposing aura of the fearsome figure.
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..."
A low, sinister chuckle echoed through the Treasure Hall, brimming with unrestrained excitement.
"At last."
"I have finally become a demigod!!!"
"From this day forth, I am the mighty Demigod Dragon, the supreme ruler of all realms!"
"World, bear witness to my glory!"
"I am the most exalted, the most noble, the most supreme, the most invincible—the one whose very name strikes fear into the heart of the Dragon Speaker!"
"[Rexanches Astarte Nesarion Akunologia Kakarogita]!"
"Kekeke!"
"Kekekeke!"
"Dragons shall never be slaves!!!"
The dragon’s fury burned fiercely as Rexanches laughed wildly, watching his sacred domain transform into the embryonic form of a divine kingdom.
One day, when this divine kingdom fully manifested, it would mark his ascension as a Dragon God.
"Then, I shall punch the Dragon Speaker and kick the Apocalypse Witch! The glory of dragonkind shall rise again!"
In the solitude of his underground domain, the red dragon’s laughter grew even more unrestrained.
But suddenly—
His massive draconic eyes widened.
"W-what’s happening?!"
His heart pounded violently as his body trembled uncontrollably. Instinct overtook reason, forcing him into a posture he couldn’t comprehend—prostrating, trembling, waiting in the dead silence.
Ridiculous!
I am the mighty Demigod Dragon, Rexanches!
Dragon pride flared as he gritted his teeth, struggling to rise again.
"I... I cannot fall here!"
"I have sworn upon the honor of dragonkind to defy the Dragon Speaker—"
Hummm—
Space rippled like a curtain being drawn aside.
The moment he saw that familiar face, all strength left the dragon’s body.
Tears welled up as he spoke the most honest words of his life:
"Blood donation!"
"I love donating blood!"
Xu Xi chuckled.
He had heard every word the dragon said earlier.
There was no anger—if anything, it was more like watching a pet show off.
"Alright, sit down."
"Yes, of course! Please, right this way!"
The dragon fawned obsequiously, gesturing for Xu Xi to take the seat of honor.
Obedient.
Docile.
And very practiced.
Xu Xi shook his head with a smile.
"Relax, I’m not here to do anything to you. I’m not even here for your blood this time."
"Then... why...?"
"To celebrate your breakthrough to demigod."
With that, Xu Xi retrieved a jar of immortal wine brimming with spiritual energy from his personal space.
He poured himself a small cup.
And an enormous one for the dragon.
"......!"
Rexanches froze as if struck by lightning.
He stared at the scene for a long, long time, seemingly moved.
"Th-thank you!"
The dragon drank it all in one gulp, exhilarated.
He quickly realized the wine’s potency—it was incredibly beneficial even for a demigod’s physique.
Curious, he asked what kind of wine it was.
"Nothing special, just medicinal wine brewed with True Dragon Immortality Elixir," Xu Xi replied.
True... Dragon?
Rexanches blinked.
Ah...
In this world, there probably isn’t a bar that serves drinks brewed with a red dragon… right? Probably not.
A cup of warm, genuine dragon-infused medicinal wine slid down his throat.
The red dragon’s heart grew cold.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
