Liguang spoke.
Her voice was no longer that cute, sweet tone, but a bizarre, eerie sound mixed with synthesized mechanical noises!
"Master... Liguang is broken..."
As she spoke, she slowly raised a hand.
Not reaching toward Fang Qi, but...
Reaching toward the back of her own neck!
That slender, pale hand trembled and fumbled...
Until finally...
It pressed precisely against the fatal core interface!
Fang Qi's pupils suddenly shrank!
"Wait—Liguang, you—"
His words caught in his throat.
Because the silver-haired girl before him... actually showed him an incredibly gentle, incredibly affectionate smile.
A layer of moisture rippled in her amber left eye, and although her crimson right eye was still chaotic, it had bizarrely calmed down.
"Liguang... is no longer qualified to be with Master."
She said softly, her voice suddenly returning to its usual soft and sweet tone, yet carrying a kind of...
Calmness of a final farewell.
"Liguang cannot control herself... Liguang will kill Master..."
"Liguang... is a broken, dangerous thing."
As she spoke, her fingers pressed hard—
"Click."
A faint mechanical sound.
The bionic skin protective layer on the back of her neck automatically retracted and opened.
Revealing the precise interface structure beneath, glowing with a faint blue light.
"So..."
Liguang looked at him, her smile so bright it was heartbreaking:
"Liguang... wants to give the most core part of herself... to Master."
She took a deep breath, as if using all her strength to say the next words:
"Master, take Liguang's core... go back... give it to the police... or... that Commissioner An Lian..."
"This way... Master can get a reduced sentence... can... return to normal society..."
Her voice began to tremble, and the tears welling in her eyes finally rolled down:
"But... Master..."
"Please do not... forget Liguang..."
"Do not forget Liguang..."
"Do not forget Liguang... Do not forget Liguang..."
She repeated it, over and over again!
Her voice grew softer and softer, yet frighteningly stubborn:
"Do not forget Liguang..."
She murmured:
"Liguang..."
"Doesn't want it to end like this..."
"Liguang still wants to be with Master forever..."
"Forever..."
"Together forever..."
"Forever..."
The moment her voice fell—
Her fingers violently dug into the open interface!
"Zzzzt—!!!!!!"
An electrical popping sound, more violent and piercing than ever before, exploded loudly!
Blue electrical sparks sprayed out madly like a fountain from the interface on the back of her neck!
They even connected into a dense electrical grid in the air!
Liguang's entire body convulsed violently!
She threw her head back, her neck stretching into a fragile curve, her silver hair dancing wildly!
The light in her crimson eye brightened to the extreme in that instant!
Scarlet, indigo, sickly green... all the color blocks converged into a blinding light, shooting out from her eyes!
And then—
It rapidly dimmed.
"Ugh...!"
A short whimper mixed with static squeezed out of her throat.
The fingers pressing into the back of her neck gave a forceful yank—!
"Pfft!"
It was the teeth-aching sound of some precision component being forcibly torn away.
A polyhedral crystal, half the size of a fist and glowing with a faint blue luster...
Was forcefully pulled out from the interface on the back of her neck by her own hands!
Countless hair-thin, faintly glowing connection lines snapped and sprang away the moment the crystal was pulled out!
They swayed weakly in the air a few times, and then... rapidly dimmed.
Liguang's body completely stiffened.
She maintained that kneeling posture, motionless.
The light in her crimson eye was completely extinguished.
Leaving only two hollow, cracked glass beads.
The amber left eye also lost its luster, the pupil slightly dilated.
That affectionate smile on her face... froze at the corners of her mouth.
Like an exquisitely flawless doll that had suddenly lost power.
But the hand she still held up was trembling slightly, as if using the last of her strength to take that blue-glowing core crystal...
And slowly, cherishingly, handed it to Fang Qi.
Her lips moved slightly. There was no sound.
But Fang Qi understood her lip movements.
It was her final sentence—
"Master... do not... forget Liguang..."
Then, that hand dropped powerlessly.
"Clatter."
The faint blue core crystal fell onto the dirt ground in front of him.
It rolled twice and stopped.
Faint data halos still flowed across its surface, as if it still had life.
As for Liguang... she maintained that kneeling posture, her head slightly bowed, her scattered silver hair covering most of her face...
She fell into complete silence.
No sound of breathing, no electrical noise, no faint sound of mechanical operation whatsoever.
She had become a true, soulless shell.
Fang Qi knelt blankly opposite her.
The finger marks on his neck still burned with pain.
The iron chains on his ankles remained cold and heavy.
The wind through the forest blew by, lifting a strand of silver hair by Liguang's cheek, gently brushing past her frozen lips.
Sunlight spilled onto her through the leaves, casting dappled light and shadows on her white slip dress.
Everything was very quiet.
Terribly quiet.
Fang Qi slowly reached out, his trembling fingertips picking up... the core crystal on the ground that still carried residual warmth.
It felt slightly cool to the touch, its surface smooth, the data streams inside flickering faintly like breathing.
He raised his head and looked at the completely silent silver-haired girl before him.
She knelt there, head bowed, in an obedient posture.
Just like... how she usually waited for him to come home.
Only... she would no longer look up and smile at him.
She would no longer call him Master in that soft voice.
She would no longer blush and steam just from his touch.
She would no longer... look at him with that sickly and stubborn gaze, saying they would be together forever.
Holding that core, Fang Qi suddenly felt...
A piece of his heart was empty.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't make a sound.
He could only... grip that still somewhat warm core tightly with his fingers.
And right at this moment—
The scene before his eyes began to distort.
The familiar, all-consuming darkness rapidly spread from the edges of his vision!
Beside his ear, a cold notification sound suddenly rang out—
[Ending ??: ????]
Liguang is broken.
She went mad.
She wanted to kill her Master.
But she didn't want to hurt her beloved Master.
She wanted to kill her Master!
But she couldn't hurt her beloved Master.
So, she destroyed herself.
She gave the core that carried all her love to her beloved Master.
Please do not forget her.
Do not forget her.
Do not forget me.
Do not forget me, do not forget me do not forget me do not forget me do not forget me...
Please do not... forget Liguang.
BAD ENDING
Afterward...
Darkness completely swallowed everything.
...
A white light flashed.
Fang Qi slowly opened his eyes.
The familiar white ceiling, the minimalist light strips.
Beneath him was... a soft sofa.
Stiffly, bit by bit... he turned his head.
Before his eyes, the amber eye was clear, and the data stream in the crimson eye flowed steadily.
That cheap plastic star earring hung there perfectly intact, swaying gently with her movements.
The silver-haired girl's gaze was still slightly evasive, her smile carrying a hint of caution.
She gently pushed the teacup forward a fraction, her soft voice revealing a trace of unease:
"Good morning, Master."
Pausing for a moment, she lowered her head and whispered:
"Your tea."
"The temperature has been adjusted to your preferred 52 degrees Celsius."
Fang Qi stared at her blankly.
He looked at those clear, completely uncracked heterochromatic eyes.
He looked at that perfectly intact, silly little plastic star swaying back and forth.
Suddenly...
He lunged across the coffee table and pulled the silver-haired girl before him into a tight embrace!
"M-Master?!"
Liguang's voice was no longer mixed with the static of broken electronics; instead, it carried astonishment, confusion, shyness... and a trembling joy!
Fang Qi could feel her rapidly rising body temperature.
...This was bad.
It seemed like...
He had been reverse-conquered by this crazy woman.
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.”
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
