Fang Qi stood in front of the charging pod, arms crossed over his chest.
He looked down from his height at the silver-haired girl behind the pod’s door, who was still muttering under her breath, “We’ll talk about it once we get out…”
Scared?
Are you kidding?
Not scared at all!
What could his crazy wife possibly do to him?
Break his legs again? Turn him into a doll?
…What was there to be afraid of!
Bring it on!
Let him feel that original love his wife had for him one more time!
Besides, he was pretty strong now, too.
Maybe he could even turn the tables?
Heh heh…!
Of course, he still hoped she’d keep her cool.
So…
“Alright, Liguang, steady your emotions!”
He barked out, cutting off her rambling self-justification!
“Charge first!”
The silver-haired girl in the pod flinched slightly.
In her amber pupils, the chaotic, deep-blue data streams abruptly froze for a moment!
She lifted her head, her mismatched eyes still unfocused.
But after a few seconds, clarity gradually returned.
She blinked lightly…
“…Yes, Master.”
She nodded obediently.
Her voice had also mostly recovered its usual soft, sweet tone.
Fang Qi watched her compliant demeanor and breathed a small sigh of relief.
Good—although she was a bit out of control…
At least she could still follow orders!
But…
He took a deep breath.
This can’t go on. Maybe…
he should help his wife shift her focus, get her scrambled processing power aimed in the right direction!
“Liguang.”
He spoke up, his tone serious:
“Is there any way to get out of here?”
The silver-haired girl in the pod didn’t answer.
She just stared blankly at him.
In the amber pupils, the deep-blue data streams churned slowly.
She gazed at Fang Qi silently for several seconds…
Then, the corner of her mouth lifted gently—a curve that was tender but carried a hint of obsession.
It made Fang Qi’s eye twitch.
“Why leave…”
She murmured softly.
“Here…”
“It’s forever just Master and Liguang… the two of us.”
Before him, the glow in Liguang’s red pupil—the one that had been suppressed to only a thin ring of dark red—suddenly flared a little brighter!
Her lashes trembled lightly.
She muttered:
“Master can’t go anywhere. Master can only stay by Liguang’s side…”
“No one can find us. No one can disturb us…”
“Liguang can…!”
Fang Qi: “…”
Here she goes again…
“Mm!”
Suddenly, Liguang bit down hard on her own lip!
In her amber pupils, the deep blue burst brightly for an instant!
The crimson in her red pupil was instantly suppressed again!
“…No, no!”
She shook her head frantically, silver hair whipping around inside the pod!
When she looked up, her eyes were once more filled with panic and self-reproach.
“I’m sorry, Master! Liguang shouldn’t have thought that!”
“Liguang just… just…”
She bit her lip again, her voice softening.
“Liguang doesn’t know how to solve it right now either.”
Her voice finally steadied.
The deep blue in her amber eyes regained stability, and her expression turned serious again.
“This space… is very chaotic.”
She said softly.
“The remnants of those fate fragments, the disrupted rules, and just now…”
She cast her gaze downward slightly, as if rapidly analyzing something.
“Liguang needs to observe more.”
“More time is needed to study the patterns of this space’s changes and the influences of those fragments. That way…”
She looked up at Fang Qi.
“Maybe Liguang can find the ‘loophole’ here…”
“And take Master out!”
Fang Qi was silent for a moment.
Wife, your mental state right now is honestly a bit unreliable.
But…
He chose to trust her anyway!
A loophole?
He understood that!
A bug!
Anyone who played games knew that!
Not to mention…
The place they were now was probably a giant bug in itself!
Maybe getting out wouldn’t be so hard?
“…Alright.”
He nodded firmly!
His expression turned serious.
“Liguang, charge up first! I can only relax once you’re fully charged!”
With that, he placed the small stool right in front of the pod and plopped down!
Arms crossed, he stared at the silver-haired girl behind the door.
“I’ll be here with you the whole time.”
“Until you’re fully charged, I won’t go anywhere!”
“You charge up in peace.”
Liguang’s lashes fluttered slightly.
Then, her tensed shoulders relaxed just a little.
“…Mm.”
She answered softly.
She stood there in the pod, gazing calmly at Fang Qi through the transparent door.
In her amber pupils, the deep blue flowed steadily. Her red pupil was dim and lifeless.
She looked stable.
The corner of her mouth lifted in a gentle, reassuring arc.
But Fang Qi couldn’t completely relax.
He leaned back against the chair, tilted his head up, and stared absently at the light tube on the ceiling.
He was worried.
Not that Liguang would do anything to him.
He really wasn’t afraid of his wife!
But…
Now they were trapped here, and his wife’s mental state was starting to act up again.
Those memory fragments from the first few loops were racing wildly through her core.
Her original core had to suppress the red pupil, clean out redundant data, and analyze the rules of this chaotic space…
She had too much to handle all at once!
And her power charge had barely reached 20%...
Fang Qi closed his eyes.
Fang Qi, you’ve got to toughen up too.
You’ve gotten stronger!
So…
There must be something he could do.
But that was for later.
For now, he couldn’t wander off—otherwise, his wife would definitely lose it!
So he’d take this chance to rest.
Conserve his strength.
When his wife was fully charged, they’d figure it out together.
He sat with his eyes closed, resting.
The surroundings were very quiet.
Only the faint hum of the charging pod and the steady rhythm of his own breathing could be heard.
Occasionally, he opened his eyes to glance at the silver-haired girl behind the door…
Liguang was always watching him.
Every time he looked, she gave him a soft blink.
The deep blue flowed gently. Her red pupil was dim, but not hollow.
So tender.
The number on the pod’s screen ticked up slowly and steadily.
25.48%... 25.49%... 25.50%...
As her charge increased, the deep blue in Liguang’s amber eyes became more and more stable.
The bits of data that had flickered chaotically before now streamed evenly.
The red pupil was once again pushed back entirely, reduced to just a thin ring of dark red deep within.
Her mental state was healing.
Fang Qi felt much more at ease.
He closed his eyes again.
Until—
“Huh?”
A soft exclamation came from beside him.
…What?
What happened?
Fang Qi slowly opened his eyes.
Liguang was frowning slightly, the deep blue in her amber eyes flickering.
Then, her eyes suddenly snapped open!
She stared straight at the direction behind Fang Qi!
The deep-blue data streams in her amber pupils began rushing furiously!
…What?
Fang Qi’s pupils contracted too!
Wait—what was behind him?!
He instinctively turned his head to look…
“Master!!!”
A shriek came from Liguang inside the pod!
With a thud, her pale forehead slammed against the pod’s wall!
Staring intently at Fang Qi, her phoenix eyes were wide open!
“Don’t move!”
“Stay right where you are!”
The amber pupils tinted the entire charging compartment a deep blue!
“Whatever you do, don’t move!!!”
…Huh?!
Fang Qi tensed his body, momentarily stunned.
What exactly was behind him…?!
“Ssshh—!”
The charging compartment door burst open in an instant!
The silver-haired girl actually rushed straight out from inside!
“Zzzzt—!!”
The connecting cable at the back of her neck was yanked apart by sheer force!
A tiny shower of blue sparks exploded inside the compartment!
And she lunged directly at Fang Qi!
Her speed was extreme!
Fang Qi only caught a flash of silver before his eyes…
The next moment, that soft, warm body slammed heavily into his arms!
Two slender arms locked tightly around his waist!
The impact was so strong that he was thrown backward!
This little stool was already unstable, and its front legs lifted off the ground!
Fang Qi: “!!”
Holding Liquang, he fell backward, the ceiling spinning in his vision.
But…
He never hit the floor?
Because just as his back was about to crash into the ground…
Suddenly, darkness engulfed his sight!
His vision was swallowed by a void, swallowed completely!
As if, in that instant, he was dragged into a bottomless abyss!
Then…
That terrifying sense of emptiness descended again!
It felt like being ripped away from reality, suspended in a pitch-black nothingness.
His eyes were wide open, but all he could see…
Was a void of emptiness.
Only the warmth in his arms gave him a shred of safety.
He held on a little tighter…
Then, several strings of deep blue flashed through the void at lightning speed!
“if(subject.position==LYING_DOWN)&&(context!=designated.sleep_area)”
“reroute_spatial_coordinates(target=nearest_bed)”
“executing…”
Not again!
It was too fast, a fleeting glimpse!
He saw it clearly this time, but…
He still couldn’t read it!
Before he could even blink…
The next second, his back met something soft.
Then, a musty, long-unoccupied smell flooded his nostrils!
His vision suddenly lit up again!
…?!
Fang Qi blinked, his pupils still unfocused.
A ceiling.
A somewhat unfamiliar ceiling.
Lower than the ceiling of the B1 lobby.
The light fixture was an old fluorescent tube, one end flickering weakly with a faint buzzing sound.
Fang Qi: “…”
Holding the warm body in his arms, he slowly turned his neck to look around.
Several beds.
Simple metal-frame beds.
No sheets on the bed boards, only worn-out, dusty mattresses.
In the corner, a few empty cardboard boxes were stacked, and a folding table held several yellowed old documents.
…The smell of dust and old paper.
On the wall hung a faded duty roster.
Its edges were curled up, the writing slightly blurry but still legible.
His eyes immediately caught that name—
Lin Zhouyuan.
…Ah!
Fang Qi’s pupils suddenly focused!
This was…
The temporary dormitory for former research institute staff?
It must be some room on B1!
They had passed by it before!
But…
Huh…?!
How did he suddenly end up here?!
Teleportation?!
What…?!
He looked down abruptly.
The silver-haired girl was still pressing tightly against him.
Her arms were locked around his waist, her face buried in his chest, her whole body trembling violently!
Silver hair spread messily over him, and that little plastic star rested coolly against his jaw.
She was terrified.
Terrified in a lingering way.
…Was this Liquang’s doing?!
But he didn’t ask right away.
Then he remembered…
The blue flash when Liquang ripped the charging cable from the compartment just now!
Fang Qi: “…!”
He immediately reached up and swept aside the messy silver hair at the back of her neck!
On that delicate artificial skin…
“Remaining battery: 32%.”
Fang Qi’s eyelids twitched.
32%…
Not a lot, not too little either!
But at least…
It was enough to keep her running stably!
Confirming that his wife’s power was fine for now, he breathed a little easier, and then—
He patted the silver-haired girl’s back!
“Liguang, how did we suddenly…!”
What the hell was going on?!
In his arms, Liquang slowly lifted her head from his chest.
Her small hands still gripped his shirt tightly. Inside her amber pupils, deep blue surged rapidly.
“Master…”
Her voice still trembled slightly.
“The space and rules here have truly begun to spiral into chaos!”
“Master, do you remember…”
Liguang’s eyelashes fluttered for a moment, then she looked up again.
“What Master just did?”
?
Fang Qi narrowed his eyes.
What had he just done?
Sat on the little stool, and then…
Got tackled by Liquang?
Liguang seemed to read his confusion and explained softly:
“Master just now… lay down.”
Fang Qi opened his mouth.
Lay down…?
But Liguang’s expression was serious!
“When Liguang rushed over, Master fell backward with the little stool and lay down.”
“And that action…”
She bit her lip.
“Was mistakenly recognized by this space’s already chaotic ‘rules’…”
“As Master wanting to sleep.”
…?
Huh?
Fang Qi’s mind went blank.
What did that mean?
The rules thought he should go to sleep?
“So…”
Liguang said softly, her left eye briefly flashing deep blue.
“We were sent here.”
“Sent to this bed.”
“Because these ‘rules’ thought we…”
Her gaze trembled as she looked at him.
“…Should be in bed.”
Fang Qi: “…?”
She finished speaking and buried her face back into his chest with force!
Her arms tightened even more!
As if she wanted to press herself entirely into his embrace!
“Thank goodness…”
Her voice came muffled from his chest.
“Thank goodness Liguang caught Master.”
Her voice trembled!
“Otherwise… if Liguang and Master had been ‘separated’ here…”
Fang Qi’s chest once again felt the sluggish crimson and flickering deep blue radiance!
“Liguang really would have gone mad…”
“Really gone mad…!!”
And Fang Qi…
Holding the silver-haired girl in his arms, he stared blankly at the yellowed duty roster on the wall.
The name “Lin Zhouyuan” flickered dimly under the unstable light.
…Huh?
What kind of messed-up rules were these?!
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