Looking at Helena in front of him, Luo Wei revealed a gentle smile.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the classroom? Why did you come here?"
"Everyone in the classroom..." Helena lowered her head, "was too enthusiastic. Helena doesn't like it. Helena wants to be with brother."
Luo Wei rubbed her hair, "That's because you're too cute and popular."
Helena hesitantly raised her head.
"Is brother done with his business?"
"Yes, it's done."
"Oh..." Her sapphire blue eyes were full of curiosity, "Is that Teacher Evelyn... very beautiful?"
Luo Wei's heart tightened. What he worried about most was anything involving Teacher Evelyn, whom he had strong feelings for.
However, he didn't show it on his face.
"Why are you asking about this? Who did you hear it from?"
"Um... Helena heard it from brother's classmates. They all say Teacher Evelyn is very beautiful... but a bit strict..."
Hearing Helena's words, Luo Wei was taken aback.
Strict?
He recalled his experience in the office earlier.
No matter how he looked at it, Teacher Evelyn didn't seem to fit the word "strict" at all...
Though confused, Luo Wei still didn't express it. Instead, he went along with it:
"Yeah... she is indeed very strict, and particularly acerbic. I don't even want to go to the office a second time..."
"Ah! Really?"
"Yes! It's like she's going through early menopause!" Luo Wei timely feigned a disgusted emotion.
"I see..." Helena seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face.
"Then let's go home quickly, brother!"
Luo Wei also breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
As long as it didn't involve Teacher Evelyn, it was fine. He believed she wouldn't mind him badmouthing her a bit...
The two held hands and left the corridor, chatting and laughing.
However.
At the moment they turned to leave, Helena looked back.
She gazed thoughtfully towards that office.
...
On the way home, Helena asked him again.
If he could stop going to school and stay at home to accompany her full-time.
The answer, of course, was yes.
After three consecutive save file reloads, he had figured out Helena's temperament.
He neither provoked her nor refused her request.
His skillfulness was heartbreaking...
As a result, Helena was in an exceptionally good mood.
She clung to Luo Wei's arm, her face full of happy smiles, even humming a tune.
"Brother is so good~"
Moreover, this time, because Helena was pleased, she didn't express that almost perverse possessiveness.
Nor did she handcuff Luo Wei like a prisoner.
"Helena is going out to buy groceries!"
Helena waved happily to Luo Wei.
"In the four years we haven't seen each other, Helena has been practicing her cooking skills!"
"Brother, wait for me obediently at home, okay~"
"Be careful and come back soon," Luo Wei said insincerely.
"Don't worry! Brother, don't worry about me!"
After seeing her close the door.
Luo Wei counted silently for over a minute in his heart.
When he was sure she had really left.
Luo Wei ran upstairs quickly, racing against time.
Joking aside, how could he possibly hope for her to come back soon?
Luo Wei even hoped she would get into an argument with the vegetable vendor.
[Stability Suppression Potion ×1]
[Potion in preparation...]
In the previous rewind, although this potion didn't have much effect, having an extra preparation couldn't hurt.
Luo Wei nervously looked back at the door, praying in his heart for Helena to return slowly.
One second...
Two seconds...
Thirty seconds...
[Preparation complete]
The house was still quiet. Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stuffed the glass bottle into his trouser pocket.
But then, after careful consideration, he still felt it wasn't secure enough.
He went to the corridor, looked around, and then hid the potion in the vase by the door.
Only then did he return to the first floor with peace of mind.
So far, everything had gone incredibly smoothly, so smooth that Luo Wei could hardly believe it.
He couldn't help it; facing the capricious Helena, he was truly terrified...
Night fell.
After Helena returned, she prepared a table full of exquisite dishes for Luo Wei.
The candlelight flickered, creating a quiet and cozy atmosphere.
Luo Wei's heart, however, began to race involuntarily.
It was that "Death Dinner" again.
Whether he could live to see the next day's sun depended on tonight.
"Brother! Try Helena's cooking quickly!"
Looking at Helena's expectant gaze, Luo Wei smiled and swallowed the food she passed to him.
"Wow!"
Luo Wei opened his eyes wide and said with surprise: "It tastes really good!"
This wasn't a lie. Helena really had a talent for cooking, but the previous time he was so worried that everything tasted like sawdust.
"Really? Is it really that delicious?" Helena's eyes seemed to light up.
"Really," Luo Wei nodded, "Would your brother lie to you?"
"Brother must never lie to me~" Helena smiled happily, eagerly pushing other dishes towards him.
"Otherwise, Helena will be very angry."
Luo Wei knew she didn't like wasting food, so he pretended to have a great appetite and started eating.
Helena rested her chin on her hands, intently watching Luo Wei eat heartily, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent shapes.
Seeing her brother eat seemed to satisfy her more than eating herself.
The atmosphere continued like this.
Until.
"Brother..."
"What is it?"
Helena glanced at the large dining table with only two people and the empty house.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, her gaze became complex.
She said softly:
"In the past, we all used to gather around the table to eat, it was so lively..."
"Now it feels so empty..."
"Does brother miss those times?"
Finally, it came... Luo Wei's heart skipped a beat.
This was a fatal question. If answered incorrectly, all his efforts would be in vain.
Luo Wei's gaze slowly moved towards Helena.
Now, she was sensitive, easily angered, and emotionally unstable...
She extremely resented his contact with other females, viewing them as enemies.
Especially the other female protagonists from the first playthrough, Helena had undisguised hatred towards them...
So, her asking this was just a test.
It definitely wasn't as she said, truly missing the old times.
"Actually, I do miss it a little bit..."
Unexpectedly, Luo Wei agreed with Helena's statement in his first sentence.
Sure enough, Luo Wei noticed from the corner of his eye that Helena's arms suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
The flame flickered suddenly, and the temperature dropped.
[Pollution Level: 85↑]
"Is that so..." Helena lowered her head slightly, making it impossible to see her eyes.
Her voice also became very low.
"Brother..."
"Are you really still thinking about them? Is Helena not good enough..."
Luo Wei smiled, gently stroking Helena's hair.
[Negotiation/Pacification (Master)]
[Activated]
At this moment, Luo Wei gazed at Helena in front of him, as if he could see through her downcast emotions and into her heart.
Only when emotions are low is it easier to open one's heart.
The strategy begins.
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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
