Not long after the wedding ceremony at Jingzhou University's small auditorium, Lu Ruoxi and Su Yang indeed followed Lu Chenyuan's "order" and enjoyed a brief yet peaceful honeymoon.
Like all newlywed couples, they traveled, watched movies, strolled through streets, and went shopping. Su Yang made every effort to immerse Lu Ruoxi into the rhythm of ordinary life.
However, for Lu Ruoxi, the torrent of her thoughts could not be easily paused.
Perhaps, it could not be paused at all.
Maybe the moment Lu Chenyuan found Lu Ruoxi in Anhe County, her fate had already veered onto another trajectory—one destined for solitude.
As soon as the honeymoon ended, she practically rushed back to the laboratory.
Su Yang, as always, stayed by her side.
He understood that this lab was where his wife truly found peace.
Still, Su Yang relayed the news to Lu Chenyuan at the first opportunity.
Lu Chenyuan felt both helpless and concerned.
He worried that his sister would once again slip into that sleepless, almost self-destructive state.
Thus, Lu Chenyuan decided to visit the lab in person.
On a sunny afternoon, the super-dad Lu Chenyuan brought Lu Shi'an to Lu Ruoxi's laboratory.
He wanted to gently remind her that life was not just about code and formulas.
A sleek black "Limitless" electric car glided silently down the tree-lined path before coming to a smooth stop in front of a building.
Yuanlong Technology Research Institute, Artificial Intelligence Laboratory.
Lu Chenyuan unbuckled his seatbelt and glanced back.
In the child safety seat behind him, Lu Shi'an had already fallen asleep, a faint smile lingering on his little face as if he were dreaming something sweet.
Leaning over, Lu Chenyuan carefully lifted his son into his arms.
The little one shifted slightly, nestling into a comfortable position before continuing his slumber.
Lu Chenyuan moved with deliberate gentleness, his face softening in a way even he didn’t notice.
The lab’s glass doors slid open automatically.
Su Yang was already waiting at the entrance.
Dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, he exuded a clean, refreshing aura.
Time had smoothed away the youthful naivety from his eyes, leaving behind a steady, warm gaze.
Spotting Lu Chenyuan, he quickly stepped forward.
"Brother," he greeted naturally.
When his eyes landed on Lu Shi'an in Lu Chenyuan’s arms, his expression softened further.
"Asleep?" he whispered.
"Yeah, just dozed off," Lu Chenyuan replied with a smile. "Where’s Ruoxi?"
"Inside," Su Yang gestured toward the depths of the lab. "She seems to have… entered her zone these past few days."
Su Yang’s choice of words was peculiar.
He didn’t say she was busy or tackling a difficult problem.
Instead, he said she had "entered her zone."
Lu Chenyuan nodded in understanding.
Su Yang led him further in, passing through several layers of strict security checkpoints before the space suddenly opened up.
This didn’t look like a traditional laboratory.
It was more like a futuristic hall of thought.
A vast, high-ceilinged expanse with pristine white walls.
No tangled wires, no mountains of equipment.
Just rows upon rows of sleek black server arrays emitting a soft blue glow.
The only sound in the air was the low, rhythmic hum of the servers’ liquid cooling systems, like the ebb and flow of tides.
Dozens of researchers were scattered across different sections.
No one spoke.
The entire space was punctuated only by the occasional clatter of keyboards.
Each person was immersed in their own world, engaged in silent yet fiercely intense battles with code, data, and logic.
At the very heart of the lab stood an enormous data screen that spanned nearly an entire wall.
On it, a waterfall of data streamed endlessly.
Before the screen, a slender figure in a white lab coat stood motionless, like a statue communing with the universe.
It was Lu Ruoxi.
Lu Chenyuan slowed his steps.
He didn’t approach to disturb her.
Su Yang wheeled over a reclining-style baby crib.
Lu Chenyuan carefully placed Lu Shi'an inside.
Only then did he walk over to Lu Ruoxi, following her gaze toward the cascading data.
This wasn’t simple code—it was an intricate tapestry of symbols and formulas he couldn’t begin to comprehend.
They pulsed, combined, and evolved on the screen with an uncanny rhythm, like a logical lifeform birthing itself.
After what felt like an eternity, Lu Ruoxi finally seemed to notice Lu Chenyuan’s presence.
"Brother, you’re here," she said, her eyes still fixed on the screen, though her voice carried a trace of quiet delight.
"Yeah," Lu Chenyuan replied. "Came to check on you."
"Didn’t I tell you to rest a little longer? The development of 'Kaitian' isn’t something that needs to be rushed."
He hesitated before asking, "I saw the news. 'Feng Mang' and 'Prometheus' are making aggressive moves. Are you under a lot of pressure here?"
Lu Ruoxi seemed to process his words slowly.
"I’m not rushing 'Kaitian’s' progress," she said.
"And… pressure?" She repeated the word, tilting her head slightly as if puzzled.
"No, brother."
"That’s not pressure."
"That’s a gift… one I’ve been waiting for."
Lu Chenyuan was taken aback.
"A gift?"
"Yes." Lu Ruoxi’s eyes seemed to gleam faintly.
She walked over to a massive whiteboard nearby, covered in a complex neural network diagram.
"'Kaitian,' 'Feng Mang,' 'Prometheus'—the three of us are essentially doing the same thing."
"Making this neural network deeper, broader, more intricate."
"Like three top-tier race car drivers pushing the limits of internal combustion engines to the very edge of physical laws on the same track."
She looked at Lu Chenyuan earnestly as she explained,
"Their relentless pursuit has shown me the finish line of this path."
"No matter how fast we run on this classical computing track, it has an end. All we can do is approach it infinitely, but we’ll never break through."
Lu Ruoxi spoke at a measured pace, yet every word carried weight.
She didn’t sound like a scientist caught in the throes of a corporate battle.
She was more like a seeker of truth who had glimpsed a higher revelation within the halls of science.
To her, competition wasn’t a zero-sum game—it was a beacon illuminating the limits of the road beneath her feet.
Lu Ruoxi no longer needed anyone to shield her from the storm.
She had become the sky itself, vast enough to embrace both wind and rain.
"So, you’ve found a new track?" Lu Chenyuan asked.
"I have," Lu Ruoxi nodded.
She didn’t elaborate further.
Instead, she led him into a smaller, private office nearby.
This was her personal space.
Every wall was covered in electronic whiteboards, and the floor was strewn with piles of handwritten notes.
The whiteboards and papers were filled with dense, meticulously derived formulas.
They were written in a mathematical language even more primal and abstract than the symbols on the data screen outside.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
