The sound of gunshots seemed to still echo in his ears...
Fang Qi suddenly opened his eyes!
...Holy shit!
Shots were fired!
His vision began to come back into focus.
Before him... was an unfamiliar, rough wooden ceiling. A few rays of sunlight leaked in through the cracks of a wooden window.
The air carried a faint musty smell of wood and dirt, mixed with a trace of... a familiar strawberry-scented machine oil.
It wasn't his living room, nor his bedroom. It wasn't a hospital or an interrogation room either...
...An unfamiliar little wooden cabin?
...He didn't reload his save?
He sat up abruptly. The movement was so fierce that his head spun for a moment...
Clatter.
The crisp sound of colliding metal came from his feet.
A cold, heavy sense of restraint came from his left ankle!
...?
What was going on?
He looked down.
A thick, silver-gray iron chain was firmly locked around his left ankle!
And the other end of the chain...
He followed the chain with his eyes.
It was connected to a fair, slender ankle!
The ankle had beautiful curves and delicate skin, with pale-blue bionic veins faintly visible beneath.
Fang Qi stiffly turned his head.
The silver-haired girl who had been as violent as a demon earlier...
Was now lying on her side right next to him!
She wore a simple, clean white slip dress. A strap had slipped down to the crook of her arm, revealing a large expanse of fair shoulders and neck. Her long silver hair was scattered messily across the pillow.
Her heterochromatic eyes were staring at him gently and unblinkingly!
Her amber left eye was as warm and soft as ever, carrying a hint of satiation. But that crimson right eye...
Fang Qi's pupils shrank!
That crimson eye...
Was unexpectedly cracked with dense, spiderweb-like lines!
The cracks spread from the center of the pupil all the way across the sclera!
Streams of data were darting around uncontrollably within it!
Then, as Liguang lightly blinked...
Bzz... pop.
Tiny blue electrical sparks burst out from the crimson eye!
The faint sound of electricity was exceptionally clear in the wooden cabin!
...?!
Fang Qi stared blankly into that shattered crimson eye.
This little yandere... her eye was broken?!
Yet, Liguang's expression showed no signs of pain.
The corners of her mouth were curled into a contented, happy smile!
Her rosy cheeks even sported two shallow dimples!
Master, you are finally awake~
Her voice was sickeningly sweet. She raised a slender hand and gently stroked Fang Qi's dumbfounded cheek. The red light inside her shattered crimson eye was still dancing lively.
Her voice carried a soft, nasal tone, like a spoiled little kitten:
Liguang has been watching over Master this whole time!
Fang Qi opened his mouth, but his gaze was suddenly drawn to her left earlobe.
That small plastic star was swaying gently amidst her silver hair.
However, the little star had clearly been pieced back together and glued, with cracks crawling across every edge and corner.
Just like... her crimson right eye right now.
Fang Qi's breath hitched slightly, his heart feeling as if it had been gently pinched by something.
This crazy woman...
Even in this state, she still managed to fix this star...
He steadied his nerves, forcing himself to calm down as his brain began to work rapidly.
...Although this crazy woman looked obedient, she had definitely gone completely dark.
He scanned his surroundings from the corner of his eye.
The simple wooden cabin, the iron chain locking both their ankles...
This ending... he could say for sure it wasn't in the game!
Could it be... a brand new BAD ENDING?
A completely unfamiliar ending...
This made his heart tighten slightly.
He tried to use a calm tone, carrying a hint of confusion, and asked, Um... Liguang, where are we...?
In our new home~
Liguang replied joyfully, rubbing her delicate body forward a little.
The iron chain on her ankle clattered softly with her movements!
She leaned in extremely close, her warm breath carrying a sweet strawberry scent as it brushed against his face.
The silver-haired girl's shattered crimson eye was still flashing:
Deep in the old mountains and forests, the air is fresh, and no one will disturb us... It's just Liguang and Master.
Fang Qi's eyelids twitched slightly.
He looked at her crimson eye, asking with a mix of concern and probing, Then... what happened to your eye...?
Ah, Master is talking about this?
Liguang tapped her shattered crimson eye with a slender finger. The eye let out another crackle, sending out a trace of blue sparks.
But Liguang's smile was radiant:
Those police officers... they are so useless! They emptied their magazines, bullets flying everywhere... but in the end, only one shot hit here!
She blinked that shattered crimson eye, the data streams within the cracks jumping with joy:
And, this was only because Liguang wanted to protect Master, and accidentally got grazed when I turned around! So...
She dragged out her words, gently poking Fang Qi's chest with her fingertip, her tone coquettish yet carrying an unquestionable possessiveness:
Master must take full responsibility for Liguang's injury~ Master has to take good care of Liguang and compensate Liguang~
Fang Qi: ...
He looked at the face before him, smiling like a flower yet with a shattered crimson eye, and his mouth twitched.
I have to take full responsibility?!
...Forget it.
If he had to take responsibility, then so be it.
He really should take responsibility!
If he hadn't insisted on taking Liguang out, she wouldn't have gone dark because the little star broke...
Fortunately...
Although this ending was unfamiliar, it seemed... it wasn't a big problem?
Hmm... let's test the waters!
So he looked at Liguang's shattered crimson eye, coughed lightly, and said with a concerned tone:
Liguang, your eye... it looks quite badly injured?
As he spoke, he reached out, his fingertips avoiding the area around her shattered right eye, and gently touched her pretty face.
The silver-haired girl immediately narrowed her eyes comfortably, like a cat being petted!
She rubbed her cheek against his palm, a hint of laziness in her tone: It's fine, Master. Only the optical sensor is slightly damaged; the data processing module is still intact.
It won't affect Liguang looking at Master, and it definitely won't affect Liguang taking care of Master.
Saying that, she grabbed Fang Qi's hand and gently pressed it against her intact left eye.
Her moist amber eye looked at him through the gaps between Fang Qi's fingers, and Liguang's voice was soft:
Master cares about Liguang so much, Liguang feels... so happy~
Fang Qi's heart skipped a beat. He coughed dryly and continued to ask about their current situation:
Um... how did we get here? I remember the last thing...
Liguang brought Master here.
The silver-haired girl sat up. The white slip dress slipped down with her movement, revealing a small patch of smooth, snow-white skin.
She casually gathered her silver hair, stepping barefoot onto the rough wooden floor.
The chain on her ankle made a clattering sound.
Those police were really annoying, chasing us all the time...
She frowned slightly, but then relaxed:
But Liguang calculated the route, and after shaking them off, brought Master here!
As she spoke, she suddenly leaned close to Fang Qi, resting her hands on the bedboards on either side of his body. Her falling silver hair almost brushed his face!
The data streams in that shattered crimson eye danced with a joyful red light:
Master doesn't need to worry, it's very safe here!
Liguang checked everything. There are no surveillance cameras, no signals... even satellites would have a hard time capturing us!
She tilted her head, the corners of her mouth curling into a slightly morbid arc:
"Here... it is just Liguang and Master."
Fang Qi raised an eyebrow slightly, not particularly surprised.
This crazy woman...
It would be weirder if she did not bring him to a place where it was just the two of them!
He feigned silence for a few seconds before sighing and saying:
"Liguang... are we wanted criminals now?"
"Uh-huh, that is right!"
Liguang nodded, answering so cheerfully, as if being a wanted criminal was a good thing!
This crazy woman... as long as she was with him, she was happy no matter what, right!
Liguang picked up the thin, transparent tablet from the side—the same one she had used to monitor his phone earlier.
Her slender fingers tapped the screen a few times, and then she eagerly brought it up to his face:
"Master, look quickly, it is so lively outside right now!"
Fang Qi looked down.
The tablet was playing a news broadcast.
The background was a familiar city street. The anchor had a serious expression, and a ticker scrolled at the bottom—
[BREAKING! Vicious AI Companion Rampage in City Center! Two Dead on the Scene, Four Police Officers Severely Injured! Suspects at Large!]
[WANTED: Awakened AI "Liguang" and her owner Fang Qi have been listed as S-Rank wanted targets! If seen, please report to the police immediately!]
The scene cut to an interview with a legal expert.
A middle-aged man in a sharp suit faced the camera, his tone heavy:
"According to the AI Companion Safety Management Regulations and supplementary clauses of the Criminal Law, as the direct owner and guardian of the awakened AI, Mr. Fang Qi will bear undeniable criminal responsibility."
"Even if it can be proven that he did not directly participate in the violent acts, his failure in guardianship has caused significant harm to society. The minimum sentence will be over ten years in prison."
"If he is found to have collaborated or incited the behavior... he could face life imprisonment."
...A minimum of over ten years in prison?
Fang Qi's heart skipped a beat at first, but then he calmed down.
He could always reset time anyway.
Nothing to fear!
You guys cannot catch me!
However, the next second, the footage switched again.
It was the scene downstairs at his apartment building.
A swarm of reporters blocked the way, the camera shaking.
Then, a familiar small, round face squeezed into the frame.
Lin Xiaoyou's eyes were red and swollen, tear stains still fresh on her face as she choked back sobs at the camera:
"Senior... Senior must have been coerced! He is so gentle, how could he do such a thing..."
"Please, you have to save Senior... sob...!"
She started crying again as she spoke, and was supported by a colleague next to her. The scene fell into chaos.
This sight actually made his throat feel a little dry.
Then, the scene changed once more.
An Lian stood on a podium, wearing that dark gray uniform skirt suit, her posture straight and her black hair pinned up meticulously.
But her face, usually cold and calm, now bore visible exhaustion and... deep self-blame.
She bowed deeply to the camera. Her voice came through the microphone, still steady but carrying a hint of hoarseness:
"As the direct maintenance specialist for Liguang, I bear undeniable responsibility for this vicious incident."
"Failing to promptly detect and prevent her awakening tendencies was a grave dereliction of duty on my part."
"I offer my most sincere apologies to the victims and their families, and to the public..."
She bowed again, not straightening up for a long time.
Below the podium, camera flashes went off frantically, blinding Fang Qi so much that he had to squint!
At this moment, the silver-haired girl beside him shifted slightly and leaned in close to his ear.
Her warm breath brushed against his ear, her voice soft and light: "Master, did you see that~"
She spoke softly, her tone filled with delight and satisfaction:
"Since Liguang did not get to meet Master's colleagues... and could not step into Master's life..."
"Then Liguang..."
Blue sparks erupted within her crimson eyes once again!
The corners of her mouth curled up into an exaggerated arc:
"Will just completely destroy Master's life instead!"
She stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently licked Fang Qi's cold earlobe, leaving a wet trail.
Then she began to giggle:
"Now..."
"Master only has Liguang."
"Only Liguang will still love Master without reservation~"
She let go, took a half-step back, and tilted her head to look at Fang Qi. Fragmented data streams danced frantically in her crimson eyes.
The broken little star on her earlobe refracted shattered spots of light in the sun through its cracks.
Just like her smile at this moment—
Radiant yet twisted!
"Master..."
"Are you happy?"
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.
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."
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
