Night had fallen.
After Caroline had performed her usual bedtime massage for Luo Wei, he swallowed a few white pills.
Luo Wei soon fell into a deep sleep on the sofa.
However, the maids did not follow the agreement to take him back to his room.
After Luo Wei fell asleep, Ophelia quickly approached, her expression serious as she looked at Caroline.
Caroline immediately reported, "Your Highness, Mr. Luo Wei has fallen asleep."
Ophelia nodded in satisfaction.
Caroline then asked, "I didn't expect Mr. Luo Wei to take the medication voluntarily this time. Did you persuade him?"
"I didn't persuade him..." Ophelia was also puzzled, "I don't know why he suddenly agreed. Previously, we could only subtly hypnotize him. I didn't expect this time..."
Caroline also showed a suspicious expression.
Ophelia suddenly smiled, "No matter if he has any small schemes, it doesn't matter anymore."
She smiled confidently, "I will end everything tonight."
Luo Wei's cooperation was exactly what she wanted. Tonight, she would completely erase all of Luo Wei's previous memories.
She even began to fantasize.
Imagining the long days and nights they would spend together in the future...
Thinking of these, she even trembled with excitement, her breathing becoming somewhat hurried.
Head maid Caroline nervously glanced at her mistress.
The usually calm and indifferent princess, who seemed uninterested in anything...
Whenever it came to Mr. Luo Wei, she would become unrecognizable, as if she were a different person.
Or perhaps, this was her true self?
Her light-colored eyes swept toward Caroline again, and she quickly lowered her head.
"Tomorrow, the manor restrictions will be lifted, and guests will be allowed to enter."
"Yes," Caroline immediately nodded.
...
Deep in the night, the entire manor was enveloped in silence.
But Luo Wei's world was still daytime. He returned to the lower district of Saint Callen.
Narrow, oppressive, dim... Only a faint patch of light fell on the girl in the alley.
Those azure blue eyes were still nervously watching him.
It seemed that dreams were like a TV series, where the next day could pick up where it left off.
Without hesitation, Luo Wei walked over and stepped into the darkness.
The girl trembled slightly.
But she seemed too weak to sit up, merely leaning against the wall, watching Luo Wei approach step by step.
In the dim light, Luo Wei noticed several black tentacles appearing in his vision.
The things appeared to sprout from the girl's body; two of them had been severed, thick blood dripping down. The pungent smell of blood in the alley originated from here.
She was injured, and the injury was severe.
Luo Wei's curiosity was already unbearable. He quickly asked,
"Who are you?"
"Have we met before?"
What responded was a series of indistinct murmurs.
"Hungry..."
Luo Wei was stunned.
Hungry?
He carefully examined the girl. It turned out that her pitiful state here was not due to her injuries, but because she was hungry?
Judging by her skinny arms, it seemed she hadn't eaten for days.
"You're hungry, aren't you? Wait for me..."
Luo Wei quickly got up, rushed out of the alley, turned two blocks, and bought a loaf of bread from a shop in the lower district.
When he returned, he handed the hot bread to the girl.
"Eat it, it's just out of the oven, still warm."
Looking at the bread held out to her, the girl's azure blue eyes flickered.
Some surprise, some confusion.
It seemed she was not used to someone helping her like this.
Luo Wei shook the bread in his hand again, as if tempting a cautious little dog.
Finally.
The girl found some strength from somewhere, suddenly sat up, and snatched the bread.
Then she crouched in the corner and started eating it in big bites, glancing back from time to time, as if afraid someone would take it away...
Luo Wei watched and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
He quietly waited.
After finishing the bread, the girl turned back and looked at the tall Luo Wei.
Her mouth was still smeared with bread crumbs. In her azure blue eyes, a special emotion flickered.
It was a very unique gaze, as if feeling a long-lost warmth, cautious and careful, filled with gratitude and yearning...
When that gaze fell into Luo Wei's mind, it was like a thunderbolt, making him stand still in shock, his eyes widening.
He seemed to have seen such a gaze somewhere before.
No, not seemed.
It was a gaze deeply etched in Luo Wei's memory, one he would never forget!
This scene, he had indeed experienced! It was part of his original memory!
Luo Wei felt like a drunkard suddenly awakened, cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
For no reason, he even thought of the story after meeting the girl. He would take her in, become her brother, they would live in an old house together, accompany each other, and experience many stories...
And her name was...
"Helena?"
Luo Wei asked tentatively.
The moment the voice came out.
The scene of the dark alley instantly changed. Luo Wei looked around in astonishment.
He was in a very familiar building.
"Brother..." Helena held her stomach, pulling Luo Wei's hand in a coquettish manner.
"Don't laze around on the sofa reading the newspaper... I'm hungry..."
Luo Wei looked at the familiar objects in the old house, and at Helena, who was teasing him right in front of him...
His eyes were full of shock.
"Helena!"
Luo Wei excitedly grabbed her hand, startling Helena.
"Brother, what's wrong? If you really don't want to cook, you don't have to be so fierce with me..."
"No! No!" Luo Wei knew that the Helena in front of him was just a part of his dream, but he still spoke to her seriously:
"Talk to me, tell me about the past! Quickly!"
"Ah?"
Although Luo Wei's behavior was extremely neurotic, even the Helena in his dream was equally obedient.
She quietly sat with Luo Wei on the sofa, recounting sentence by sentence.
"In the past, we..."
Luo Wei listened seriously, not missing a single word. He started from the alley encounter, and when he heard about "taking in" some strange and abnormal girls...
He suddenly woke up.
He suddenly remembered his most important ability, his ace in the hole, the thing he absolutely could not forget!
I remember! I remember everything!!
I am——
Luo Wei!!!
I come from another world. I am the owner of this old house, the proprietor of the asylum! A mysterious investigator walking in the dark! A man who will save this world!
I am the protagonist of this world!
I am not a descendant of a fallen noble family living in the countryside doing nothing!
Nor am I a hollow shell kept in Ophelia's manor, my future life completely controlled by her!
Thinking of Ophelia's actions, Luo Wei's face darkened immediately.
If it weren't for meeting "Helena" today, he would never have thought that such a beautiful and peaceful life, a life that any outsider would envy, was actually a "script" specially created for him by Ophelia using the Dreamscape.
Luo Wei suddenly stood up, a surge of anger rising within him.
But soon...
The scene in the dream changed again.
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'!"
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!
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.”
