Ultimate power.
Supreme speed.
The heavy truck followed the swinging fist, its silver-white dazzling reflections shimmering as metal parts shifted and reassembled, surging like a tidal wave.
Both fists smashed through the truck door with a rumbling crash.
That was a punch beyond the speed of light.
“BOOM!!!”
In the blink of an eye, after a fleeting brilliance, came an all-consuming darkness that obliterated even time and space itself.
“Yingxue.”
“Ah, I’m here.”
“You wouldn’t have… been thinking about hitting me all this time, would you?”
Xu Xi’s expression was skeptical as he stood inside the heavy-duty truck, peering through the windshield at the devastation wrought by immense force outside.
The scene was thoroughly ruined.
It was clear the princess had somewhat exerted her supreme power.
“I didn’t! Sir, please don’t wrong an innocent person!” Wu Yingxue’s eyes widened, bright and shimmering, waving her hands to deny the accusation.
The sun and moon bear witness.
She truly never intended to hit Xu Xi.
She had only once thought about packing Xu Xi up and putting him into a red sack marked with the character for “double happiness.”
That was an immature thought from long ago.
The past is the past.
Now is now.
They shouldn’t be equated.
The princess put on a tough front: “Although I’m kind-hearted, being wrongly accused by you, sir, does make me angry!”
She crossed her arms, wearing a stern expression.
It was a look that said, [I’m about to make a scene, I really am].
Xu Xi chuckled, “Then I apologize.”
“Hehe~~”
Wu Yingxue’s expression shifted, and she smiled again.
The truck continued its journey through the darkness, traversing the oldest of timelines, moving freely through infinite dimensions, dreams, and thoughts.
Inside the truck.
An old Earth-era map hung suspended.
It trembled slightly, shaking with the roar of the massive engine, mountain lines flickering as afterimages.
[Fourth Simulation · Sci-Fi Side]
[Fifth Simulation · Necromancy Side]
Absurd, ancient.
The crimson heavy truck, endowed with the power to traverse otherworldly realms, had once again performed excellently.
Achieving the feat of killing Xu Xi five times.
A cause rooted in the past perfectly intertwined with the future, forming a new closed loop.
“This should be about right,” Xu Xi said softly, sitting in the driver’s seat of the heavy-duty truck, nodding slightly.
The truck kept moving forward.
Although the subsequent simulations no longer required the truck’s collisions, more or less, the crimson truck still needed to make appearances.
Xu Xi set everything up, letting the truck continue on autopilot.
He moved to the back seat, sitting with several girls, all watching the rainbow-like traversal together.
Only now.
Could this truly be called the honeymoon.
As the crimson heavy truck advanced, its body stretched like a high-speed train, weaving through a dazzling, brilliant sea of possibilities, like a galactic star waterfall.
Countless planes of time and space.
Transformed into colorful glass marbles.
Colliding, compressing, bursting forth with dazzling radiance.
Only in this sea, brimming with infinite possibilities, could one stir the supreme interest.
“Brother, this place… doesn’t look quite the same as before, does it?”
Xu Moli gazed outside, frowning in confusion.
“It’s definitely different.”
Xu Xi confirmed.
This ocean, which held thousands of possibilities, was not eternally unchanging. When Xu Xi stepped into the supreme realm, the waves shifted and transformed everywhere.
Even the birth of entirely new possibilities.
Spreading wildly like a tide, reaching into ever vaster dimensions.
“Though it’s not my first time here, every time I see this, my heart feels a different kind of insight.”
Gazing at the kaleidoscopic world, listening to the breathing of those nearby.
Xu Xi felt time flowing in a peculiar way.
It was a subtle sensation, like the peacefulness of an afternoon paired with the noisy summer cicadas—so pleasant it made one’s lips curl into a smile.
“Sir, let’s hurry and get out of here!”
The princess couldn’t help but urge him on.
She was the most playful of all.
“All right,” Xu Xi smiled, letting the crimson truck handle the rest of the task on its own, while he took the lead, stepping away with several girls, walking through the space between time.
Sad, beautiful, thrilling, dull.
Worlds born from countless possibilities.
Worlds changed by Xu Xi’s actions.
They captivated the girls’ eyes.
Sometimes they would pause to watch, sometimes they would lie back and rest.
In worlds with pleasant scenery, Krisha would use her magic to gather plenty of fresh berries before quietly sitting beside Xu Xi, looking for a chance to feed him.
In worlds filled with sorrow and despair, Wu Yingxue and Servia couldn’t help but intervene, saving the weak and suffering lives.
Ailei picked the unique products of different worlds.
She wasn’t bound by *The Thirty-Six Strategies of Love*; she wanted to surpass it. A new book was flashing and glowing in the mind of the mechanical servant.
“Master, which title do you think fits better: *The Treasury of Kidney Nourishment* or *Ailei’s Guide to Nourishing Soups*?”
“...Both sound fine.”
Xu Xi chose to support Ailei’s endeavor.
Strictly speaking, he was a beneficiary of this effort.
“Brother.”
While resting, a girl suddenly flung herself onto his back from behind, wrapping her arms around his neck and sprawling over him with carefree abandon.
Xu Moli was also watching those worlds.
But she never left Xu Xi’s side.
Wherever Xu Xi was, this clingy girl was there too.
“Moli, have you become too clingy lately?” Xu Xi stroked her hair.
“Have I? Maybe it’s because I feel more at ease now.”
The girl lying on his back exhaled softly.
“In the past, I was always worried about all kinds of things.”
“Would brother dislike me? Would brother blame me? Would brother not want to see me?”
“Even though I knew in my heart that none of these would happen after we reunited, I still worried, unable to stop my wild thoughts.”
Her gentle voice carried warmth from her heart.
That was a tiny warmth born from the soul.
“I don’t want to be like this either; I feel like I’m troubling you.”
“But I can’t help it. This is all brother’s fault.”
“Me?” Xu Xi pointed at himself, puzzled.
“Yes,” Xu Moli nodded matter-of-factly, “Who else but brother has always spoiled me and indulged me, so my eyes can only see brother.”
“Maybe it sounds a bit like I’m making excuses, but I just want to blame brother a little—only brother.”
As she spoke,
The girl tightened her slender arms around him.
At that moment, the others gradually returned. Hearing Xu Moli’s accusation, they all nodded in agreement.
“Crimes of the highest order.”
“Agreed.”
“...”
Xu Xi tentatively spoke up, "So, shall I leave?"
"No."
"Although the master is quite wicked, rest assured, Ailei will always take care of him."
The mechanical servant continued to output data.
Beep—
Beep—
The size of planets, the scale of the universe, the gaps between dimensions—
All lost their meaning before the supreme.
The crimson heavy-duty truck diligently carried out its tasks. Meanwhile, Xu Xi and the girls continued their honeymoon journey, exploring those novel, possible worlds.
Some were ordinary, others magnificent.
In some worlds, everyone was like dragons, all beings burning themselves out in pursuit of eternal life.
In others, everyone was kind-hearted, having built a perfect utopia bathed in light.
A rough glance revealed—
Countless branches sprouting from the myriad worlds and countless creatures, all unfolding before Xu Xi’s eyes.
"Master Wizard, please come over for a moment."
"Sir, we’ve discovered an interesting world!"
Halfway through the journey,
The girls suddenly waved, signaling the discovery of a new and curious dimensional space.
"What is this?" Xu Xi approached, surprise flickering across his face.
It was a weak, fragile temporal bubble.
Not strong.
Very barren.
Perhaps precisely because of this, its story was bizarre and strange, absorbing many chaotic elements—including the presence of Xu Xi and the girls.
From this emerged a fantastical tale, like a castle in the air.
As Xu Xi gazed upon this story, what he saw was this scene:
【Morning, radiant with light】
【Xu Corporation’s CEO, Xu Aotian Xi, awoke from his eight-hundred-square-meter gilded bed inlaid with jade, exuding a sinister charm and a cold, arrogant smirk】
【"Woman, dress me."】
【Under Xu Aotian Xi’s domineering pressure, the maid Ailei trembled as she dressed and groomed him】
Xu Xi: ?
Wait, is this even reasonable?

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.

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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?"

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.”