When the cool breeze brushed across his cheeks again, Luo Wei suddenly opened his eyes.
Like a drowning man, he gasped for air, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Mr. Luo Wei?" The black-suited man beside him, who was leading the way, looked at him questioningly.
Luo Wei didn't answer, but immediately looked around.
Endless wheat fields, mills, and windmills stretched before him, with the manor bathed in a golden light under the setting sun.
Back again...
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[Save Point: Ophelia's Manor]
[Available Loads: 4/5]
Although he had survived again, his heart couldn't calm down at all, because this time the situation was very different from before.
The reason for the regression wasn't death, but rather...
In the game, sanity was equivalent to another form of health bar. If you saw things that drove you mad, your sanity would take a heavy hit, and when it reached zero, the player would fall into irreversible madness.
To the point where the game couldn't continue, forcing you to reload from a save point...
This time was exactly like that.
But...
Luo Wei kept wiping away cold sweat, he couldn't remember what had just happened, only knowing it was an extremely terrifying scene.
He walked stiffly behind the black-suited man, watching the manor's gate drawing closer, trying hard to recall the last scene before falling into madness...
What exactly did he see...
Writhing...
Flesh...
Alive...
In an instant, that familiar, unprecedented negative emotion enveloped him again, and Luo Wei's head felt like it was about to split open.
[Sanity -10]
He couldn't continue remembering!
Luo Wei immediately suppressed all wandering thoughts. He was absolutely certain that in the last moment, he had seen some kind of indescribable thing, which was the truth behind this bizarre manor!
But now, he needed to forget, to forget...
He just needed to remember that what Ophelia said was true, and the "rules" about not being able to leave the manor...
Now, he needed some... time to lay low.
Thinking this, Luo Wei quietly pulled off his checkered cravat and stuffed it into his pocket.
Rule 2: Don't make her angry.
Although he didn't know what would happen when her corruption level maxed out, since it was on the same level as the punishment for trying to escape the manor, it would be better to just go along with her...
After being led into the dining room, the manor's mistress, Ophelia, who was hiding some unspeakable conspiracy, turned around with a smile.
"Luo Wei."
Luo Wei also smiled, "Ophelia, long time no see."
Like old friends who hadn't met for years, they opened their arms and embraced gently.
Luo Wei held her slender waist, his heart far from as calm as his exterior suggested.
Since learning the truth behind this manor, an even more puzzling emotion had arisen.
How could such an indescribable horror exist in the southern suburbs of Saint Callen City? How could it appear less than twenty kilometers from the city?
This was Saint Callen City, after all.
This was the imperial capital, where the Special Affairs Department, the Church, and all imaginable supernatural forces had their headquarters...
Even the Second Prince's army was stationed outside the city.
Although the lower city's security had deteriorated considerably after the city's rise through magical industry, it was limited to murders, arson, bombings, and cultist gatherings. How could such a horrifying entity secretly infiltrate here?
How did Ophelia manage this?
Luo Wei gently released his hands, his gaze meeting those light blue eyes.
"It's been four years, did you miss me?"
A rare mischievous smile appeared on her cool face.
Luo Wei looked at her without answering.
Instead, he embraced her tightly, firmly.
"Luo Wei!" Ophelia let out a small cry of surprise.
The black-suited man and the maid quickly excused themselves.
Luo Wei felt the slight struggle of the young woman in his arms but refused to let go, answering her this way.
Joking aside, when facing a woman who could easily read his emotions, going straight for it worked better than anything else.
After Luo Wei's long embrace, Ophelia's soft body finally stopped struggling, and she lowered her head somewhat shyly.
"Did you miss me that much? This enthusiasm isn't like you at all..."
Luo Wei loosened his grip slightly, and Ophelia, like a playful deer, laughed as she slipped out of his embrace.
Looking back again, she said with a smile: "Don't think that just because you hugged me like that, I'll forget about your four-year absence."
Luo Wei also smiled, clutching his stomach with feigned innocence, "After such a long journey, I'm starving."
This wasn't a lie; he really was hungry.
Scared hungry...
"Then let's eat quickly." She smiled and clapped her hands, and a line of expressionless maids brought in a sumptuous meal.
"These are all your favorites, try them."
After they sat down, Ophelia, just like last time, recommended the foie gras to him.
Luo Wei ate heartily.
"This is my favorite dish too, how is it?"
Ophelia rested her chin on her hand, looking at Luo Wei with anticipation.
Luo Wei chewed for a moment, then frowned.
"What is it?" she asked, "Not good?"
Luo Wei thought for a moment, "How should I put it... it's average."
Just as Ophelia's expression began to change.
Luo Wei gave her a gentle smile, "Not as good as what I make. Tomorrow I'll cook for you myself, and you can try it."
Ophelia was momentarily stunned, not expecting Luo Wei to say this.
Soon, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"It's rare to see you cook... What? Did you leave for four years just to secretly practice cooking?"
She teased.
"I'm very good at cooking, you know~" Luo Wei smiled and winked, then made an exaggerated courtly bow.
"I've devoted myself to studying culinary arts for a long time, my beautiful and respected Lady Ophelia, you have the honor of being my first guest."
Ophelia couldn't help but laugh, blooming like a rose.
"Really? Still so glib! Do you sweet-talk other girls like this too?"
Luo Wei immediately shook his head with a serious face, "You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my cooking skills."
Come to think of it, he really was quite good at cooking, though only Chinese cuisine.
But considering this world's culinary arts couldn't be that advanced, mostly limited to roasting, frying, stewing, and plating... when even upside-down pie and fish and chips could be considered haute cuisine...
Thinking this way, his confidence suddenly increased.
It was time to give this world a little shock with Chinese cuisine.
Of course, Luo Wei said this just to change the subject.
And Ophelia, after being embraced so intimately at the start, indeed showed a much more familiar expression than last time, and after his string of jokes, she didn't pursue the matter further.
Afterward, they chatted casually while eating.
Ophelia finally revealed the three "rules" about this manor.
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.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
