Fang Qi stared at the cup of tea, unmoving.
The faint fragrance of tea wafted over; it was still that same cup of soothing tea.
Rose, goji berries, mulberries, tuckahoe... the exact same recipe as before.
Did I reset again...?
His mouth twitched slightly.
Seriously... again?
...Why?
He had clearly controlled all the variables perfectly!
Before going to sleep, he had even told Liguang that he would go to Twilight as soon as he woke up. She had been so happy that she kissed his neck all over, leaving it covered in saliva, and tugged at his collar urging him to hurry up and sleep...
There was absolutely no way Liguang would do anything to him...!
But since he had already agreed to go to Twilight for the modification, what reason could Liguang possibly have to harm him?
It couldn't possibly be that his wife got so shy in his arms that she spontaneously combusted and burned him into a reset, right...
What kind of joke is this...!
But... fine.
At least with this reset, Liguang herself should be ruled out as the cause...!
So... an external cause?
But he had clearly fallen asleep holding Liguang!
With his wife protecting him, who could possibly make him reset without anyone noticing?
His wife had been in his arms the whole time, keeping a high-intensity watch over him... even a sniper rifle probably wouldn't have been able to blow his head off, right?
His brain... was starting to turn into mush again.
...Sleepy. So sleepy!
Having reset three times in a row, his mental energy hadn't truly recovered at all!
Moreover...
After this reset, he felt... as if he was even more exhausted than the previous two times?
His head felt like it was stuffed with waterlogged cotton; even thinking took effort!
Did consecutive resets... have side effects?
...They shouldn't, right?
When he first arrived in this world, he was loved to death by Liguang several times on the spot and reset several times, yet he didn't notice any side effects...
"Master?"
A soft and sweet voice rang out.
Fang Qi's eyelids twitched, and he snapped back to reality.
Liguang was tilting her small head looking at him, a trace of curiosity and confusion in her heterochromatic eyes.
The data stream in her red eye flowed steadily, and that gentle curve still hung on the corners of her mouth.
But... her eyes were slightly narrowed!
"Master, why have you been staring at the tea for so long?"
Her voice was sweet.
"Is there something wrong with today's tea?"
...Hiss.
Fang Qi's back tensed up slightly.
...Crap.
Liguang was still in the suspicious phase; he couldn't show any abnormalities while drinking the tea!
However—
He didn't panic.
What was there to panic about?
Just a small hiccup.
He raised his hand, rubbed his temples... then picked up the teacup and took a light sip.
It still had the same faint sweetness and herbal aroma.
"It's good."
He put down the teacup...
And then slumped back against the sofa.
His whole body sagged, like a puddle of mud with its bones removed.
"Liguang..."
He began to complain, his tone carrying a deep sense of exhaustion:
"I was just thinking... don't you think there's something wrong with my sleep schedule?"
The silver-haired girl blinked and tilted her head.
"Master means..."
"Look..."
Fang Qi raised his hand with some effort, pointed at the rising morning sun outside the window, and then pointed at his own face, which had "I'm so sleepy" written all over it:
"I'm drinking soothing tea at this hour, and going to sleep right after... this schedule is too weird, resting at sunrise?"
He rubbed his eyes, his voice laced with sleepiness:
"Sleeping in the morning and waking up in the afternoon every day, how is this any different from being a useless bum?"
He yawned again, a real yawn:
"Ugh... how about I don't sleep today? I'll push through, stay awake until night, and fix my body clock?"
The silver-haired girl paused.
Her heterochromatic eyes widened slightly, and the data stream in her red eye stopped for a split second.
Then... the corners of her mouth turned up.
It was that small curve of slight relief again.
"Master wants to adjust his sleep schedule?"
Her voice immediately became cheerful, like a kitten that had just been petted:
"But Master still shouldn't pull an all-nighter!"
Her kneeling posture relaxed slightly, and her slender finger gently tapped the edge of the teacup.
"Master's current schedule really isn't great... but a lack of sleep is even worse!"
She said, her tone taking on a bit of strict-housewife seriousness, even puffing out her cheeks slightly.
"Staying up all night without sleep, is that called adjusting a schedule? That's pulling an all-nighter! Pulling all-nighters hurts the body even more!"
...Wife, what you say makes so much sense, I'm actually speechless.
"If Master wants to adjust his schedule, then starting today, go to sleep a little bit earlier every day and slowly adjust it back! Instead of just staying awake for a whole day straight!"
She paused, then added another sentence, her voice softening a bit, carrying a hint of heartache:
"Besides, Master looks so sleepy right now... even if you wanted to stay awake, you probably wouldn't make it, right?"
Fang Qi yawned again.
...You're right, you're absolutely right.
He really had entertained the thought of staying awake just now.
Having reset three times in a row in his sleep, he had no idea what was causing the resets!
Logic told him that perhaps he really shouldn't sleep, and stay awake to see exactly what would happen.
But... another part of his logic told him—he wouldn't be able to hold on.
It took effort just to sit up right now, and he wanted to stay up?
Plus, staying up wouldn't mean much anyway!
What if he finally gave it his all, stayed awake all day, made it to night without anything happening, and then closed his eyes at night only to reset again...
Wouldn't he have stayed awake all day for nothing!
He glanced at the silver-haired girl sitting across from him, who was looking at him with a smiling face.
Since his wife had said so... then he would sleep!
Then, he would do another controlled variable test!
Anyway, he was at a save point right now, so he wasn't afraid of resetting.
It was nothing more than closing and opening his eyes, returning to this living room, and drinking another cup of 52-degree tea!
If he tried a few more times, he would eventually figure out where the problem lay!
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, I'll sleep!"
He stood up from the sofa and stretched, his bones popping twice.
The silver-haired girl's heterochromatic eyes lit up!
"Master is the best!"
She threw herself at him once again!
...
Fang Qi lay on the bed once again, the back of his head resting on the soft pillow.
This time, the corner of the bedroom was empty.
The charging pod wasn't there.
He hadn't let Liguang move the charging pod over, and the reason was simple—
He had been pondering for a long time about where exactly the problem was.
Liguang? Ruled out. External forces? With Liguang here, highly unlikely.
Then the remaining variable...
Was the charging pod.
Today was the first time Liguang had moved the charging pod into his room!
Although that thing looked quite advanced, at the end of the day, it was still an electronic product. Electronic products malfunctioned, and when they malfunctioned, they could explode, leak electricity, or spontaneously combust...
Not to mention, this charging pod was provided to Liguang by Dawn Company!
He had a feeling that Dawn Company... might have tampered with the charging pod too!
The previous two times, the charging pod had been placed right in his room, less than two meters from the bed...
What if the charging pod had exploded, causing him some irreversible physical damage...
That was actually very possible!
Therefore, just now, when Liguang excitedly brought the charging pod over again... Fang Qi rejected it on the spot!
Of course, he didn't refuse directly. He just said...
"The charging pod is fine! But on one condition..."
"Tonight, you have to sleep with Master first, and we'll move it in after we wake up tomorrow!"
So Liguang, looking deeply wronged, hugged the massive charging pod and carried it all the way back.
Then she quickly changed into a nightgown, hurried back, and slipped right into his bed!
Now she was still nestled in his arms, her silver hair spilling all over his pillow.
She was still wearing that pale pink nightdress, curled up into a little ball against his chest.
"Hehe."
She let out a sudden giggle, the sound muffled in the crook of his neck.
Fang Qi looked down. "What are you laughing at?"
"Liguang is just thinking—"
She tilted her small face up, her heterochromatic eyes sparkling, the corners of her mouth turned up high.
"Master really can't do without Liguang, can he?"
Her voice was sweet and soft:
"You refuse to sleep unless Liguang is keeping you company, and you won't even let Liguang charge..."
As she spoke, her slender finger tapped lightly against his chest.
Every tap carried a smug little hint of "just admit it already"!
"Master~ Why are you so clingy to Liguang~"
Fang Qi was speechless.
Crazy woman, pushing her luck again!
But she wasn't exactly wrong...
So he reached out, pinched the tip of her nose, and gave it a gentle twist.
"Cut the nonsense and go to sleep. I'm exhausted!"
"Mhm—"
Liguang wrinkled her nose and wriggled her delicate body further into his embrace, pressing even closer.
"Goodnight, Master."
"What do you mean, goodnight..."
Fang Qi muttered:
"It's bright and early in the morning..."
"Then good morning, Master. Have a good sleep, hehe~"
Holding the soft, warm girl in his arms, Fang Qi stared blankly at the ceiling.
This time...
The charging pod hadn't been brought over, and Liguang was right here in his arms.
If time didn't loop back this time, he could basically confirm that the charging pod was the cause.
He would just call An Lian over, get Liguang a brand new charging pod, and then...
Make the company compensate him until they lost their pants...!
Trash company, causing me to loop so many times and ruining my sleep...!
But what if it looped again...?
His brain completely stopped working.
The mattress and the blanket were too soft and comfortable, and the delicate body in his arms was so soft and warm...
In such a comfortable environment, he really just wanted to hold this little yandere in his arms...
And sleep until the end of time...
...Just sleep.
He tightened his arms, pulling the person in his embrace even closer to him.
The silver-haired girl let out a soft "mhm," groggily nuzzling against his neck, her small hands gripping his collar even tighter.
Fang Qi closed his eyes.
Drowsiness thoroughly overwhelmed him once again.
...
...
His consciousness awakened again.
Sleepy.
His head was still groggy.
His temples were still throbbing.
His eyelids felt so heavy.
It took Fang Qi a massive amount of effort to finally open them just a crack.
His vision once again went from blurry to clear.
Ceiling. Sofa. White porcelain teacup.
"Master, your tea."
And that charming, smiling face.
"The temperature has been adjusted to your favorite, 52 degrees Celsius."
Fang Qi was speechless.
I'm begging you...
I'm really begging you...
Just let me get a good night's sleep...
I really just want to sleep well...
What kind of torture is this...!!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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