Yanshan City.
The sky stretched like an endless lake, azure and serene.
Amidst the drifting white clouds, a breeze rustled through the lush foliage of the courtyard, allowing sunlight to pierce through the gaps and scatter dazzling patches of light across the ground.
Xu Xi sat in a corner of the courtyard.
Before him stood five Supreme Beings, dressed in varied attire, fully prepared.
"Brother, we're ready."
"Great Sorcerer, rest assured—I will protect you."
Xu Moli summoned a bloodstained wooden sword, Krisha conjured a charred magic staff, and the other Supreme Beings likewise manifested their preferred weapons or methods.
Their purpose was clear:
To safeguard Xu Xi during this simulation.
According to the deductions of Xu Xi and the five girls, this simulation likely involved the true nature of the Life Simulator. Even if not, something of immense significance was bound to occur.
Thus,
The girls couldn't bear the thought of Xu Xi undertaking the simulation alone.
They resolved to accompany him,
To witness the final outcome together.
"Thank you, everyone," Xu Xi said with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the faces of his sister, the sorceress, the noblewoman, the mechanical attendant, and the valiant warrior—expressing his gratitude.
Then,
He turned his attention to the simulator panel before him.
The panel glowed faintly as the countdown steadily and relentlessly dwindled.
Thirty minutes, twenty minutes, ten minutes.
Soon,
Only a few minutes remained on the panel.
The ticking seconds were like birds darting across the sky or lightning flashing in an instant—seemingly empty yet containing boundless possibilities.
Unbidden,
Memories and reflections surged through Xu Xi's mind.
He vividly recalled the days of helplessness in his wheelchair, the transformation after obtaining the simulator, and how the intertwining of reality and simulated experiences had shaped who he was today.
"Blackstone City, Heavenly Sword Sect, Allenson City, Apogu City, Qingniu Town..."
"Time is too thin, slipping through fingers too wide."
"In the moment, it felt uneventful—only now, looking back, do I realize how much time has passed. In my memories, it all seems like yesterday..."
Suddenly, a prompt from the simulator interrupted his reverie.
[Simulation cooldown complete.]
[Congratulations, Host. You have gained a simulation attempt. Will you proceed?]
[Current simulation attempts: 1]
On the panel, the countdown reset to zero, the numbers blurring before reforming into the familiar inquiry:
A question asking whether Xu Xi wished to begin the simulation.
Xu Xi noticed a change.
This time, the simulator no longer wished him a "wonderful simulated life."
"...Is it because I’m already living a wonderful life now?" he mused before nodding slightly to the girls, signaling that the cooldown had ended.
"Sir, hurry up and start! I can't wait any longer!"
The impatient Wu Yingxue urged.
"Alright, I’ll begin now."
Xu Xi paused briefly, scanning the simulator panel to ensure nothing was overlooked, then selected the button to start the simulation.
[Simulation initializing...]
[Worldline calculating...]
[Target world locked: ??? World]
[Trait generation complete. Please select a trait to serve as your character’s innate talent for this simulation.]
[Trait rank: Unknown]
[Trait information: Unknown]
[Only the ????? trait is available for selection. Confirm?]
There were no red or gold traits.
Not even the lowest-tier white traits.
All Xu Xi could see—and choose—was a single, utterly enigmatic trait, riddled with question marks and garbled text.
"What does this mean?"
"An unknown world, and an unknown trait?"
"Is there some condition needed to reveal the actual content?"
Xu Xi was puzzled.
This was the first time he had ever seen the simulator’s trait selection screen filled entirely with question marks and unknowns.
Yet it did not hinder the simulation.
If anything, the overwhelming uncertainty only reinforced his belief that this simulation would yield extraordinary revelations.
"Moli, Krisha, Yingxue, Ailei, Servia."
"I’m starting now."
Xu Xi gave a verbal warning,
Ensuring the girls were prepared to follow.
"Rest easy, Mentor," Krisha replied solemnly, her usually indifferent face bathed in sunlight, radiating an ethereal beauty.
The others likewise stirred, silently channeling the power of the Supreme Beings.
Space was sealed.
Causality severed.
The vast courtyard was cleaved from Earth itself.
Seeing this, Xu Xi swiftly selected the [?????] trait and, amidst the sea of unknowns, initiated the final simulation.
[Trait selection complete. Begin simulation?]
"Confirm."
As Xu Xi gave his confirmation, the world around him began to warp.
Rising.
Swirling.
From the center of his vision, an endless vortex spiraled, collapsing into an infinitesimal point of absolute darkness.
Xu Xi braced for the separation of consciousness.
But this simulation was unlike any before—not only were the world and trait unknown, but even the method of entry involved his physical body.
"Hum—"
Amidst the violent distortions of space-time,
Xu Xi’s body and soul vanished from the courtyard,
Leaving only the girls behind, wide-eyed in shock.
[Simulation No. ?? commences.]
[You open your eyes to find yourself seated in the corner of the courtyard.]
[You see no sign of Xu Moli or Krisha. The Supreme Beings who should have followed you are nowhere to be found.]
[To your astonishment,]
[Your body retains its full power and authority.]
[You are perplexed.]
The world froze, locked in absolute stasis.
Just as the simulator had stated,
Xu Xi stood alone in the desolate simulated Earth, his expression one of profound surprise. He couldn’t fathom why he was the only one here—and why he had entered in his true form.
"Should I call this the long-awaited simulation?"
"An unknown world, an unknown trait, and even the Supreme Beings barred from entry."
Xu Xi sighed,
Quickly regaining his composure.
Though he lacked the protection of the Supreme Beings, entering with his true form meant he had little to fear.
"By the usual sequence, the next step should be the 'stroke of fate,' right?"
Xu Xi murmured to himself,
Standing still, waiting for the inevitable heavy truck to come crashing down from the heavens.
But after a while, nothing happened.
More accurately, the entire simulated Earth was locked in absolute silence.
No living creatures existed.
Only the echoes of nature—wind sweeping the land, tides rising and falling—remained.
"Strange. Does this simulation not require the 'stroke of fate'?"
Puzzled,
Xu Xi stepped out of the courtyard.
With his full power intact, he traversed the simulated Earth effortlessly, each stride compressing vast distances.
"Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve explored the simulated Earth."
"In past simulations, I was quickly transported to other worlds, never getting the chance to observe."
Empty.
Silent.
The Earth was locked in perfect stillness.
Though devoid of life, an inexplicable order prevailed.
Flickering streetlights, soaring fountains, rotating Ferris wheels—all operated as if bound by an unyielding logic.
Hollow and pale.
Mechanical in its operation.
Xu Xi had wandered every corner of the world, yet found nothing. But upon returning to the courtyard in Yanshan City, he unexpectedly spotted an old "friend" parked at the gate.
Its lights were on.
Its horn sounded.
With a "click," the crimson door swung open automatically—as if inviting Xu Xi inside.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!