Despite the President's massive form almost blotting out the sky, Tilis was barely affected.
It was the mages under her command who were suffering...
Moreover, Tilis had already changed her form of life, and even a pack of hounds couldn't kill her. Luo Wei thought that if she wasn't so bent on fighting the President to the death, escaping would be effortless...
So...
Naya watched Luo Wei's pensive expression with careful attention.
Seeing his hesitant and frustrated look, the grin on her face grew wider.
“Well? Have you made your decision?”
As Luo Wei remained silent, Naya pinched her nose and leaned in closer.
“Or shall I be so kind as to help you analyze the situation?”
Luo Wei glanced at her. Naya raised her head, putting on an expression of deep thought.
“Hmm... First, let’s talk about the mage lady. I think...”
Naya looked into the distance of the hall. “This mage is quite powerful, isn’t she? And from what happened earlier, she’s extremely stubborn and... well, not quite sane. If you were to be with her, I predict a disastrous future for you~”
Naya shook her head with a sigh, putting on an air of genuine concern.
“One day, when she suddenly goes mad again, you won’t be able to control her, and by then, it’ll be too late to regret it! Killing you would be as easy as pie for her~”
“In my opinion~ you should just give up on her!”
Naya fluttered her eyelids seductively. “Why bother with such a dangerous, strong, and unpredictable woman?~”
Luo Wei showed no reaction.
Seeing he wasn't moved, Naya pretended to ponder again.
“Well then...”
“Since you’re reluctant, let’s just move on!”
She pointed at Ophelia with a smile. “This white-haired girl is the emperor’s daughter, isn’t she? She’s got quite a high status in your world, doesn’t she?”
Naya began analyzing for Luo Wei again, putting herself in his shoes.
“She’s so high and mighty, so picky and difficult to deal with, isn’t it hard to get along with her?”
She gave Luo Wei a sympathetic look. “You men don’t like such strong women, do you? If you were to be with her, she’d boss you around, leaving you with no freedom. Scary, isn’t it?”
“So!”
Naya concluded her analysis.
“It’s better to just let her die!!”
Luo Wei glanced at her with a cold sneer. “I really wish you’d just die.”
“Ohoho!” Naya covered her mouth, pretending to be surprised. “You’re angry now!”
Her expression was one of mock astonishment, though the corner of her mouth lifted slightly. “When I said I wanted to kill her, you got all worked up—seems like you really like her, huh?”
Luo Wei stared at her in silence. “What’s your deal today? Did you come here just to be my relationship counselor?”
Naya was all smiles and mischief.
“Alright, alright! Since this one’s out of the question, then…”
Her finger pointed toward Evelyn.
“This woman—nothing special in terms of power or beauty…”
“Hmm… not quite right.”
Naya pondered for a moment. “She does have quite a big chest, though.”
Luo Wei looked at her quietly. The atmosphere between them remained silent for a while.
Naya giggled. “But, what’s so great about big breasts?”
She continued to ruminate. “Uh… Let’s see. You two haven’t known each other for long, have you?”
Naya proceeded with her reasoning. “In my opinion, you really don’t have much of a foundation with the vampire. You’ve only known her for a few days! How can that compare to the white-haired girl or the mage? And right now, with your status, finding a woman like her isn’t exactly difficult, is it?”
She leaned closer to Luo Wei again, her eyes glimmering with temptation.
“Choose the vampire. Let her die for others…”
“Choose the vampire. Let her die for others.!!”
“Choose…”
Luo Wei glanced at her. “Are you done yet?”
Naya paused for a moment.
Despite Naya's voice echoing like a soul-piercing spell in his ears, Luo Wei remained unmoved. None of what she said had even crossed his mind.
Naya was also surprised that she couldn’t erode this man’s will, couldn’t awaken his inner desires.
“It’s interesting. You, this human, are really interesting…”
Naya propped her chin with her hand, observing him.
“That patchwork monster at the door, it wants to become a god, so I amplified its desire… after consuming the mages, it will be satisfied.”
“The big black worm in the tomb, it’s hungry right now. I’ve satisfied it, so it wants to devour everything it can…”
Naya wondered, “And what is your desire, hmm?”
Luo Wei didn’t respond, simply keeping his gaze fixed on the three scenes before him.
Actually, solving this problem was quite straightforward.
First, Tilis was invincible, or at least extraordinarily difficult to kill. Her strength was off the charts, and under normal circumstances, choosing her would be the safest bet.
The President certainly couldn’t kill her anytime soon. Once everything was over, escaping with her or seeking external help would be a breeze…
Moreover, given Tilis’s temperament, it wasn’t like Ophelia, who would probably mind such things. She would view it as having greater power come greater responsibility, even blaming herself for not making the choice sooner…
However, this thought only flashed through Luo Wei’s mind briefly before being discarded.
Why should he follow Naya’s reasoning? Why let her manipulate him?
The terror and chaos of the St. Carlon incident were still fresh in his memory, not to mention the tragic fate of Usuma that followed…
Against Naya, Luo Wei would never place the lives of himself or anyone he cared about in her hands.
“Time’s running out!”
Since Luo Wei hadn’t made a choice, Naya reminded him.
“I’m a busy woman! Don’t waste my time, alright?~”
Naya suddenly produced a pocket watch from somewhere, setting a timer with a mischievous grin.
Luo Wei glanced at her. Naya grinned and said,
“I still have a schedule to keep! Be quick, alright? I'll give you ten seconds. Decide soon and tell me!”
“Ten!”
“Nine…”
Naya’s countdown echoed around Luo Wei like a death sentence.
“Five!”
“Four~”
Luo Wei stopped looking at the scenes and fixed his cold gaze on Naya.
Naya paused the countdown, her eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
“So? Have you decided? Which woman should be sacrificed for everyone?!!”
“Screw your choices!!” Luo Wei hurled an [Old Sign] directly at Naya’s face.
“I’m taking them all!!”
Ignoring Naya’s flustered and disgusted expression, Luo Wei sprinted straight toward the site where Tilis and the President were locked in battle.
He hadn’t considered making such a choice at all. He had remained silent for so long simply because he was evaluating the real solution to the problem.
The closer Luo Wei got to Tilis, the louder his roar became as he shouted at her:
“Tilis! Give me the Silver Key!!”
The solution to the trolley problem was to tear down the tracks!!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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?!

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.”