In the office, after knocking, Caroline gently pushed open the door.
A scene that made her scalp tingle unfolded before her eyes.
The room was filled with manuscripts covered in dense, twisted, and chaotic text, almost covering every corner within sight. The words on the paper were distorted and frenzied, resembling terrifying incantations that opened the gates of hell.
Ophelia, with a grim expression and disheveled hair, was sprawled on the floor, rapidly scribbling on one blank sheet of paper after another. The cryptic, spell-like text and intricate, indecipherable diagrams were all her creation.
Moreover, the atmosphere in the room was unnaturally eerie and oppressive.
Caroline nervously looked around, feeling as though there was some other indescribable, eerie presence lurking in the shadows, silently watching her.
The ominous sensation that made her scalp tingle originated from that unseen entity...
"Your Highness... breakfast is ready. You..."
Caroline cautiously stepped forward.
"Don't come in!" Ophelia raised her blood-red eyes, her voice hoarse and stern.
"Don't step on my blueprints!!"
"Yes, Your Highness..." Caroline quickly agreed.
"I'll bring your breakfast in, please eat something..."
She looked worriedly at Ophelia's behavior, but her Highness remained silent, seemingly lost in her own world.
The dutiful housekeeper gently closed the door, and after a moment, she returned, placing the breakfast on the table.
Your Highness..." Caroline struggled internally, then mustered her courage to advise:
"Please stop this. Your current state... it frightens me..."
"Stop! You can't continue delving deeper into the Dreamlands! That place isn't safe; you'll be consumed by it..."
"Shut up!" Ophelia impatiently glanced at her.
Although it was just a fleeting moment, the cold, eerie gaze sent shivers down the housekeeper's spine.
She had never seen such a look, nor such mad behavior, on her Highness's face before...
Why had she become like this?
Was it because of...
Because of Luo Wei?
Caroline felt deeply confused and incredulous.
After all, in her mind, Her Highness had always been confident and composed, possessing a shrewdness and ruthlessness beyond her years. She even believed that Ophelia was the most suitable heir among the Emperor's children.
Since she and the Shadow Guards had been assigned to the Princess by the Emperor four years ago,
they had been assisting her in handling extremely difficult tasks, as if the Emperor had deliberately set challenges for her.
Princess Ophelia had briefly taken over the leaderless 'Special Affairs Department.' Her decisive actions and remarkable talents had subdued even the most notorious troublemakers. In just a few months, the city's public order had greatly improved as the mutated creatures were eradicated.
The Emperor had also tasked Princess Ophelia with resolving the issue of the rebellious territories on the empire's frontier. Her third brother, as well as many enemies, had been watching her fail, but... now that region had become her fief, an honor even her older brothers who had long been in court had not achieved.
All this demonstrated the Princess's capabilities, yet here she was, for a man...
In this frenzied state...
Watching Princess Ophelia muttering to herself and continuously scribbling on the papers, Caroline deeply sighed.
She had thought that the Princess's four years of meticulous planning and power struggle were for some grand, unspoken goal.
But now, she was trapped in such a trivial matter.
For a man?
It was laughable!
Once Princess Ophelia defeated the ruthless and cunning Third Prince and the power-hungry Second Prince, what man couldn't she have? The entire country's handsome men would be at her disposal!
Caroline desperately wanted to voice her thoughts, but she hesitated.
Hesitating, her words came out in a stutter.
"Your Highness... Luo Wei, Mr. Luo Wei..."
The room responded with only the hoarse, repetitive muttering.
Seeing her Highness in such a frenzied state, Caroline couldn't hold back any longer.
"Your Highness!"
"He... he seems to have discovered our plans. Your current state... it's likely because of him! That cunning man must have done something in your Dreamlands!"
Ophelia remained lost in her world, unresponsive.
Caroline's voice gradually rose:
"Your Highness! You can't go on like this! It's not worth it for Luo Wei! What's so special about him??"
In that instant, the room fell into complete silence.
Ophelia slowly raised her head, as if she had finally heard.
"Your Highness!?" Caroline was momentarily delighted.
But then, the Princess's transformation frightened her.
She seemed to be suppressing some intense emotion, her body trembling uncontrollably. At the same time, black, scaly fragments began to emerge from her skin.
Her red eyes, now vertical pupils, locked onto Caroline, glowing with an otherworldly light.
Caroline's blood seemed to freeze; she had a hallucination, as if she were being stared at by a demon from the depths of a black abyss...
It was utterly chilling.
Caroline shivered and didn't dare to continue.
She regretted...
She had truly overstepped her bounds...
Fortunately,
Ophelia eventually regained control of her emotions. The black scales gradually disappeared, and her pupils returned to normal.
She looked at Caroline, speaking softly and indifferently:
"Leave."
"Yes..." Caroline quickly bowed her head, not daring to meet her gaze.
She fled the oppressive office.
After a long while, a barely audible sigh came from the office.
"You don't understand..."
Over these four years, she had suppressed all her smiles, doing things she didn't enjoy...
Not for power...
She just wanted to be free from constraints, to do whatever she wanted.
That was all.
At this moment...
A smiling face of a young man gradually appeared in her mind. Ophelia thought of that peaceful countryside.
She remembered the afternoon the mysterious boy had taken her to sneak out.
A world without him had no meaning.
I will get everything I want.
...
In the Dreamlands, Luo Wei gazed at the still bustling and vibrant Saint Callen City, lost in thought.
He couldn't see any changes since the last time, perhaps it was more realistic and complex, or maybe it had expanded.
But for Luo Wei, it was still useless.
Ophelia's obsessive plan, once exposed and counteracted by him, only backfired the more she tried, even tormenting herself.
Luo Wei looked at the towering skyscrapers and bustling traffic of the city, and smiled helplessly.
Didn't Ophelia realize that such a place was better for "suicide" than a rural estate?
Compared to "hanging oneself," this place offered countless ways to die. Could her increasingly fragile psyche withstand the upcoming scenes?
After all, no one in this world knew better how to die than him.
Let it end in a spectacular fashion, he thought.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
