When Luo Wei angrily and resolutely pointed his gun at himself, the little girl laughed even more joyfully.
"At first, seeing how calm and composed you were, not even nervous when you saw me, I thought you weren't afraid of anything!"
"Turns out, this is what you're most afraid of~"
She wore an expression of sudden realization, as if she had discovered Luo Wei's weakness.
Seeing Luo Wei grow increasingly furious, she quickly added with a smile, "Hehe, don't be mad! I was just joking~"
Luo Wei stared at her in shock, then immediately looked down at Ophelia in his arms.
Her face was rosy, her breathing steady, and she was peacefully sleeping in his embrace, no longer resembling a cold corpse.
"You tricked me?" Luo Wei lowered his gun and glared at Nyarlathotep.
Nyarlathotep smiled at him, "I would have loved to, but unfortunately, my true form isn't here~"
She sat back on the edge of the rooftop, somewhat displeased as she looked down at the area where everyone had just fought.
"Useless. You made such a fuss to summon me, and I thought something truly interesting was happening. But this? No sincerity at all."
Luo Wei stared at her expressionlessly, holding Ophelia tighter in his arms.
"However~"
Nyarlathotep turned her gaze back to Luo Wei, staring intently at his face.
"I've found something even more intriguing~"
[Affection Level: 20↑]
When the system prompt suddenly popped up, Luo Wei felt his mood sour entirely.
Being targeted by such a terrifying entity was definitely not a good thing...
It was like winning the lottery.
The kind where you step in dog poop the moment you leave the house, and every step after that is another pile of poop...
What kind of luck is this...
Luo Wei thought helplessly. Perhaps the only silver lining was what she had just said.
Her true form wasn't here.
It seemed Laure's final desperate move hadn't had much effect. The chaos in the city was limited, and the power of the evil god's descent was also restricted. Maybe she would return soon.
Luo Wei desperately hoped that this annoying creature would grow bored and leave, sparing him any further torment.
As if sensing his impatience, Nyarlathotep changed the subject.
She asked with a grin:
"You're not from this world, are you?"
The moment those words left her mouth, Luo Wei's heart jolted.
He hadn't expected his greatest secret to be revealed so casually.
He didn't know if she could actually see through him or if she was just guessing. All he could do was try to control his emotions, maintaining a calm and expressionless demeanor.
"I don't understand what you're..."
Before Luo Wei could finish, an indescribable, terrifying pressure enveloped his entire body.
His mind felt as if it were being pierced by needles, his body paralyzed, and cold sweat poured down his face.
Since arriving in this world, he had never experienced such a horrifying force. His rationality had always been high, and he had even believed he wouldn't suffer the backlash symptoms that other supernaturals did. But now, his thoughts were truly beginning to spiral into chaos.
He seemed to hear voices that didn't belong to this world, a cacophony of maddened whispers, and felt the gaze and call of something indescribable...
Yet Nyarlathotep was merely observing him.
She stared at him, a mix of surprise and confusion in her eyes, as if she were utterly fascinated.
"Huh? Why can't even I see through you?"
"This is interesting! Truly fascinating!"
The probing finally ended.
When the pressure vanished, Luo Wei's body collapsed, and he fell to the cold ground alongside Ophelia.
Gritting his teeth, Luo Wei struggled to lift his head.
To his shock, her figure was gradually fading, her entire body disappearing before his eyes.
"Let's chat another time, interesting human~"
She waved at him with a mischievous smile.
"I'll remember you."
"I look forward to your next performance satisfying me~"
With those final words, Nyarlathotep's figure vanished completely from Luo Wei's sight.
Holding the unconscious Ophelia, Luo Wei finally succumbed to exhaustion, collapsing to the ground with no strength left to stand.
In his dazed state, Luo Wei faintly heard Helena and Evelyn's voices.
"Brother!!"
"Luo Wei?"
And then, a chaotic commotion as many people gathered around. He thought he heard Caroline's voice, as well as the police chief's...
Luo Wei slowly closed his eyes and fell into complete unconsciousness.
[Chapter Two: The Weigner Terror Incident]
[Task Complete. Chapter Concluded.]
[Task rewards are being distributed. Please check your inventory...]
[New chapter is being updated...]
...
When Luo Wei woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft, large bed.
Sunlight filtered through unfamiliar white curtains, gently illuminating his face. Luo Wei pushed aside the blanket and struggled to sit up.
His mind was still foggy, and he felt unwell. Squinting, it took him a while to realize where he was.
This was a lavishly decorated room. Through the window, he could see a lush green garden, and further in the distance, other palace-like structures.
As he woke, a maid hurried over.
"Mr. Luo Wei! You're finally awake! I'll inform Her Highness immediately!!"
Luo Wei looked at the young maid—it was Susan, the cook from the estate.
Seeing someone who knew Ophelia, he immediately understood where he was: the palace in the administrative district. This must be Ophelia's residence.
After he fully regained consciousness, the maids began bustling about, seemingly preparing breakfast.
Luo Wei took the glass of water Susan handed him and felt much better after drinking it. Then he asked:
"How did I end up here? Where's Ophelia?"
"And how long have I been asleep?"
Susan smiled and began explaining.
It turned out that two days had passed since the battle in the lower city district. Both he and Ophelia had been found unconscious on a rooftop. Since they both exhibited the classic symptoms of supernatural backlash, and with Ophelia being the esteemed Fifth Princess, they had been rushed to Saint Callen's administrative district, where the most skilled royal physicians were located.
"Two days already? No wonder I'm so hungry..."
As Luo Wei muttered this, the little cook dutifully called out to the others, and soon, a spread of nourishing dishes was laid out before him.
Luo Wei didn't stand on ceremony and began eating immediately. Between bites, he asked curiously:
"What about Ophelia?"
"Her Highness..." Susan suddenly blushed for some reason.
"Huh?" Luo Wei looked at her strangely. Why was she blushing?
"Her Highness is taking a bath. She'll be back soon..."
"A bath?" Luo Wei glanced out the window. "It's early morning. Why is she bathing now? Isn't she afraid of catching a cold?"
Susan lowered her head shyly and didn't respond.
Luo Wei looked at her in confusion. After finishing his meal, he got up and walked around the large room, doing a set of calisthenics to regain some strength.
Then, he opened the task panel again.
It showed that the task had been completed, which surprised Luo Wei. He had thought that after encountering that evil god, he would have to die at least twice more to finish the chapter.
Luo Wei felt both relieved and worried.
The good news was:
[Rewards have been distributed]
[1. +20 to any attribute of your choice]
[2. Random low-level talent reward +1]
[3. Random mid-level item reward +1]
[4. Fixed high-level item reward +1]
The rewards for this chapter were undeniably generous, making up for all the trouble and near-death experiences he had endured...
But the bad news was...
He had originally planned to deliberately reload a save and quickly eliminate the mastermind behind the scenes, Laure, to avoid encountering that malicious god Nyarlathotep again.
However, the system had directly judged the task as complete, which meant...
He was still on that creature's radar...
Damn it.

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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"