The moment Fang Qi reached this conclusion...
It was as if a seal in his mind had been unlocked!
His breathing grew slightly rapid!
Yes... yes!
That was it!
Only this time, he had died!
Because he died, Liguang's memories were preserved in the form of dreams!
So...
As long as he died, she would be able to remember.
A very simple, very direct conclusion!
Fang Qi suddenly opened his eyes!
If that was really the case... wouldn't things be simple?
He wanted to become stronger!
He wanted to protect her!
He wanted to make sure that in every future rewind... she could keep those memories as dreams just like now!
Then all he needed to do was—die.
The moment this thought popped up...
The memory of the agonizing pain from his shattered skull in the last loop made his mind go blank for a second.
...It hurt a lot.
It really hurt.
It hurt so much that his whole body convulsed, so much that his vision went white!
At that time... it was truly a despair that could make one break down.
But...
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar, dark ceiling.
It didn't seem that scary after all!
He wouldn't really die, he could load his save!
He would just feel a bit of pain, die for a moment, and then open his eyes...
And he would be able to see her again!
Enduring a bit of pain and dying once, in exchange for her memories of an entire loop...
If his deduction was correct, if his death could really preserve her memories...
Then this deal was simply too good to be true!
A surge of unprecedented excitement welled up in Fang Qi's chest!
He had sworn an oath before!
He was going to become stronger! He was going to protect her!
He was going to...
Keep every single one of her memories.
And death was his first step to becoming stronger!
It was just death, wasn't it?
Bring it on! A real man isn't afraid of pain!
From today onwards, he, Fang Qi...
Would be a man who feared neither pain nor death!
...Okay, actually, he was still a little afraid...
That hit in the last loop...
Was seriously painful!
But...
He narrowed his eyes, his mind racing.
A real man couldn't just be reckless; he had to learn to use his wits, otherwise it was just self-indulgence!
There were many ways to die, who said he had to smash his skull like in the last loop?
He could choose a...
Less painful way to die!
Like... sleeping pills?
He heard that it was painless, you just drift off to sleep and then you're gone.
...Thinking about it this way, sleeping pills were absolutely a god-tier item!
He had to find a chance to try it out immediately!
He had to confirm his theory first!
He couldn't afford to get it wrong!
What if his death didn't retain her memories...
Then when he and Liguang made beautiful memories again, and encountered a crisis making it hard to reach the next save point, he would commit suicide on the spot to save the memories, only for it to fail...
...Wouldn't he be the ultimate clown then!
So, he had to confirm it first!
How about... today?
He had just saved, and hadn't experienced any unforgettable memories that he couldn't bear to lose...
Even if he died, he would just return to before drinking tea, so even if his theory was wrong... he wouldn't lose too many memories!
Exactly!
He should act immediately...!
Just as he was thinking this... he suddenly felt the soft, warm body in his arms shift slightly.
Fang Qi looked down.
In the dim light, those heterochromatic eyes were looking at him brightly.
The amber left eye was gentle, while the crimson right eye flickered faintly—a familiar, reassuring gaze.
On that delicate little face, the corners of her lips still curled in a morbidly satisfied smile.
Fang Qi looked at this satisfied, happy little face...
That surge of heroic commit suicide right now to test it enthusiasm... instantly withered.
He lowered his head, rested his chin on the top of her head, and tightened his arms around her.
The person in his arms let out a soft sound of affirmation and snuggled even harder into his embrace.
Slender fingers gripped his collar, holding on tight. Her warm, soft breath fluttered against his chest, rhythmic and steady.
She could feel his heartbeat. He could feel her presence.
...This was really nice.
Fang Qi closed his eyes.
The verification... could wait until tomorrow.
Let's forget it for today.
Today, this crazy girl had finally managed to calm down, finally stopped trembling, finally...
Showed this kind of sick yet obedient smile again.
How could he think of dying at a time like this?
No matter how much he wanted to become stronger, no matter how much he wanted to verify his theory, he couldn't just...
Die when she was so happy!
It was decided! He was going to stay well and spend a happy day with her!
As for the verification...
It could wait until tomorrow.
Tomorrow, after he saved, after he spent a good day with her...
He would go die.
Fang Qi took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the thought of testing his theory.
Then he lowered his head and gently nuzzled the top of Liguang's fluffy head.
Go to sleep.
His voice was very soft.
The person in his arms didn't respond, but the fingers gripping his collar tightened a bit more.
Fang Qi held her, eyes closed, feeling the warm and soft touch in his arms... and the little movements she made as she occasionally rubbed against his chest.
Even with his eyes closed, he could feel...
That gaze constantly falling on his face.
Unblinking, looking at him all the time!
Such a direct stare might be terrifyingly creepy to others, but to Fang Qi right now...
He only felt very secure, very satisfied!
He wanted to be looked at by her like this forever.
His consciousness began to slowly sink.
He should get a good sleep, and when he woke up...
He would give her a happy day.
Finally, he fell asleep in peace.
...
...
He was awakened by the light shining through the gap in the curtains.
He blinked, his vision slowly coming into focus.
...So refreshing!
What a great sleep...!
Then he immediately felt that the gaze was still there.
He lowered his head slightly and saw the pretty face in his arms.
She was still looking up at him gently, just like when he fell asleep, without having moved an inch!
The gentle left eye and the flickering right eye were the same, and that sick yet obedient smile on her lips was still there!
...What time was it now?
He turned his head slightly and glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table.
12:47.
Ah, it was already afternoon!
He had slept from early morning until noon, seven hours?
No wonder he felt so refreshed...
Fang Qi looked down at the silver-haired girl in his arms again.
Had she also... been watching him for seven hours?
Their eyes met, and Liguang's eyes instantly became dewy again.
The delicate body in his arms gently squirmed.
Feeling the soft and warm touch in his embrace, Fang Qi instantly woke up completely!
His morning grogginess vanished completely!
Hey!
What are you doing?!
Don't move around!
He glared at the little yandere in his arms!
Crazy girl, I just woke up, that part of me is still...!
This is too much!!
He immediately reached out and pinched her soft cheeks hard!
Then he gritted his teeth and said:
Have you looked enough?
Liguang blinked, then gently shook her head.
Her silver hair brushed against his arm, and her voice was soft and sweet:
I can never look enough.
Liguang could never get enough of looking at Master.
Her eyes curved into crescents.
Master looks so cute when he's asleep.
And then... that soft cheek rubbed against his palm.
Her body pressed even tighter into his embrace.
Fang Qi: ...
...He felt like he was going to explode.
Provoking me...
She is definitely provoking me!!
Crazy woman...
Do you have any idea how tempting you look right now?!
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the wicked fire that suddenly flared up inside him!
But... it was no use.
The soft and warm touch in his arms, the familiar sweet scent of strawberries at the tip of his nose...
And those eyes staring straight at him, never leaving for even a second!
Fang Qi's Adam's apple... bobbed slightly.
He felt that his rationality...
Was rapidly collapsing!
"...Liguang."
His voice was a bit hoarse.
"Hmm?"
The silver-haired girl gently tilted her head.
Her heterochromatic eyes held a pure and soft confusion.
She seemed... completely unaware of how outrageous she was being right now!
She just innocently looked at him, looked at him...
And continued looking at him.
Fang Qi: "......"
The string in his mind called rationality...
Snapped with a crack!
The next second—
He suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him!
"Mmph...!"
The silver-haired girl let out a short gasp!
Then her entire body was pressed into the soft, large bed!
Her long silver hair spread out across the pillows, and her mismatched eyes instantly widened, staring blankly at the man pressing down on her.
Fang Qi planted his hands on either side of her head!
Breathing heavily, he stared down at her from above!
Staring at this delicate, pretty face that was so close at hand.
Staring at those mismatched eyes, one amber and one scarlet.
Staring at her slightly parted red lips, as if she wanted to say something.
"Mas... ter...?"
Liguang's voice was soft and sweet, carrying a trace of bewilderment and helplessness.
Her eyes were opened wide!
But there was no dodging, nor any resistance.
She just stared at him blankly, as if...
She completely hadn't processed what was happening.
Only...
Her face slowly began to turn red, and then... it turned as red as a ripe tomato!
Fang Qi's breathing... grew even heavier!
He really couldn't hold back...
He really couldn't hold back anymore!!!
This little appearance of Liguang hasn't processed it, but Liguang won't resist...!!
Who could possibly resist that!!
Then the next second...
"Pfft..."
Her little head began to emit smoke!
Wisps of white steam curled up from her silver hair!
Her amber left eye completely lost its focus, and the data streams in her scarlet right eye began to spin in circles!
One circle, two circles, three circles...!
"M-m-m-master...!"
Her voice stuttered terribly!
Her soft and sweet tone was trembling like a wavy line!
"W-what, what should Liguang, Liguang do now...?!"
As she spoke, her two small hands tightly gripped the bedsheets beneath her!
Her entire body froze there, completely motionless!
But those spinning eyes still looked at him; even while spinning, they were looking at him!
Fang Qi opened his mouth, the emotions in his heart reaching their peak!
He immediately reached out and grabbed the collar of Liguang's fluffy pajamas, about to directly...!
"Wu...!"
White smoke continuously puffed from Liguang's little head!
Stuttering, but completely without resistance:
"Liguang, Liguang has no, no data in this, this area...!"
"P-please instruct, Master...!"
Hearing these words...
Fang Qi's movements suddenly stopped.
This sentence made him suddenly... realize something.
She had never experienced this kind of thing before, this was...
Her first time.
His fiery impulse... suddenly froze.
He then thought of...
The current him... might not be able to preserve this memory.
He hadn't verified that death-loop save-point hypothesis yet, he still didn't know... whether his death could actually allow her to retain her memories!
He couldn't even guarantee... that this loop would safely last until tomorrow morning's save point!
What if that woman An Lian suddenly ran over to run a test...
What if his death couldn't let her keep her memories...
What if...
What if he went out and happened to run into a mad dog that pounced and bit off one of his fingers, causing a mutilation-triggered reset...!
Then... would she still remember?
If after the reset, she remembered nothing, and just looked at him in ignorance, not knowing what had happened between them...
...What would that amount to?
He would take her first time, and then let her completely forget it?
Is that even something a human would do?!
Even though in that eighty-two-year dream, they were already an old married couple... but that was a dream, a dream Liguang wove for him!
That wasn't a true, real experience that belonged to the two of them!
...He wanted her to remember.
Remember this moment, remember... everything between them.
Therefore—
He had to wait.
Wait until he verified that hypothesis, wait until he ensured she could keep her memories...
Then he could confidently do it with her—!
"Phew..."
Fang Qi took a deep breath...
Then suddenly rolled over, getting off of her and sitting on the edge of the bed!
The mattress slightly bounced back, and he vigorously rubbed the space between his eyebrows!
No rush.
No rush...!
The crazy woman couldn't run away!
The crazy woman would always be his!
She couldn't run away!
At the very least, he needed a way to preserve Liguang's memories before he could...!
...No rush, stay steady!
He was panting, trying to convince himself...
"Zzzzt—!"
Suddenly, a teeth-aching sound of electrical current came from behind him!
Then, a scarlet light abruptly flared up from behind!
The dim room was instantly more than half illuminated!
Fang Qi's mouth twitched stiffly.
"...?"
He slowly turned his head to look—
The silver-haired girl was still maintaining the posture of being pinned down.
Lying motionless on the bed, her little head was even still smoking.
Her amber left eye... still rippled with a thin layer of moisture.
But that scarlet right eye...!
The scarlet light was surging madly, illuminating her entire pretty face in crimson!
Right now, she was just staring straight at him, staring so intensely it made his scalp tingle!
"Li... Liguang?"
His voice was a bit dry.
The silver-haired girl did not answer.
She just slowly sat up, propping herself on the bed, and knelt beside him.
Her fluffy pajamas were a bit messy, and her long silver hair was disheveled.
And in her scarlet eye... that crimson hue was flashing madly!
She stared straight at him.
Her alluring phoenix eyes were widened into circles, not blinking at all.
It was somewhat... creepy.
That look was clearly saying...
Master, how dare you...
Play me like a fool?!

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.”

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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."