The Truth of the System! Slay Men, Marry Women!

When he returned to the studio, the sky was already pitch black.

Lin Mo pushed the door open with a light touch, but Ning Rongrong still noticed that his right hand was trembling; he had nearly lost his grip on the doorknob.

"What's wrong with your hand?" she asked.

"It's nothing," Lin Mo said, walking inside, but after two steps he had to steady himself against the wall and slowly crouched down.

Ning Rongrong ran over and saw that his forehead was covered in sweat, his face deathly pale.

"You... didn't you just say it was nothing?"

Lin Mo didn't speak, just crouched there, gasping for air. After a long while, he slowly stood up, walked to the sofa, sank into it, and closed his eyes.

Ning Rongrong stood to the side, not knowing what to do.

She remembered that when the medical cultivators of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated the wounded, they would first have the patient lie flat and then use soul power to probe the injuries. But she didn't know how to heal; she only knew how to provide support.

She bit her lip, then suddenly extended her hand, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda manifested in her palm.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Soul Power Amplification."

Seven-colored light descended upon Lin Mo.

Lin Mo opened his eyes to look at her, stunned for a moment.

Ning Rongrong felt uncomfortable under his gaze and turned her head away. "What are you looking at? Amplifying soul power can accelerate recovery; that's what the medical cultivators in our sect say."

Lin Mo didn't speak and closed his eyes again.

After a few minutes, his complexion did indeed improve. He opened his eyes, looked at Ning Rongrong, and said, "Thank you."

Ning Rongrong retracted her martial soul, sat down on a nearby chair, and whispered, "What you did just now... what was that purple light?"

Lin Mo was silent for a few seconds, then raised his right hand. The purple glowing characters in his right eye appeared again, flickering in mid-air.

[Host: Lin Mo]
[World Origin Points: 500]
[Summoned: Ning Rongrong (Level 42 Support-type Soul Master)]
[Dual World Collision Remaining: 441 days]

"See for yourself," he said.

Ning Rongrong stared at the glowing characters, reading them line by line. When she saw "Dual World Collision Remaining: 441 days," she frowned. "441 days? Wasn't it 365?"

"Killing Shi Nian added 76 days."

Ning Rongrong was stunned, then continued reading. Lin Mo silently thought "scroll down," and the content on the light screen began to move.

[System Function Description]

[1. Summoning Mechanism]
[Summoning can be performed via directional/random methods by consuming World Origin Points. Current World Origin Points: 500. Directional summon cost: 1000 points. Random summon cost: 200 points.]
[Note: Summoned characters originate from different timelines of the Douluo Continent, retaining their complete memories, personalities, martial souls, and soul power levels.]

[2. Life Bond]
[A Life Bond can be established with female summoned characters. Method: Mutual consent, completed through intimate contact (kissing/hugging/deeper contact).]
[Life Bond Effects:]
[1. Allows female summoned characters to remain on Blue Star permanently.]
[2. Each new life conceived delays the Dual World Collision by 90 days (90 days for the first, 75 for the second, 60 for the third, and so on).]
[3. Both parties gain bond skills, which strengthen as affinity increases.]

[3. Killing Harvest]
[Each kill accumulates "Karmic Debt." Excessive Karmic Debt will affect affinity with female summoned characters and may trigger unknown consequences.]

After reading it, Ning Rongrong fell silent.

For a long time, the only sound in the room was the occasional noise of cars passing outside the window.

Then she looked up at Lin Mo, her voice very calm:

"So you brought me here just to have me bear your children?"

Lin Mo looked at her, wanting to say something, but Ning Rongrong didn't give him the chance.

"I'm asking you a question." Her voice remained calm, but her eyes began to redden. "Is that it?"

Lin Mo said, "At the beginning, yes."

"At the beginning?" Ning Rongrong smiled, a cold smile. "And now?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment and said, "Now, I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"I know why the system brought you here," he said, "but I'm not sure why I want to protect you."

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Lin Mo continued, "Last night while you were asleep, you were clutching that token very tightly. I watched for a long time. At that moment, I thought, this girl is quite pitiful, being inexplicably dragged to a strange place where she doesn't know a single soul."

He paused.

"Later, you said, 'You help me, I'll protect you.' At that moment, I thought, having someone to face this with doesn't seem so bad."

He looked at her.

"Just now, when Shi Nian appeared, I saw that you were afraid. But before you ran, you glanced at me, and that look seemed to say, 'Let me live.' At that moment, I thought, no matter why you came here, I must ensure you return alive."

As Ning Rongrong listened, her eyes grew redder and redder.

But she bit her lip, stubbornly refusing to let the tears fall.

"You..." she began, her voice trembling, "if you're going to talk, just talk, why say all these things..."

Lin Mo did not speak again.

The silence stretched on for a long time.

Finally, Ning Rongrong spoke first, her voice muffled: "That Life Bond, does it really have to involve having a child?"

Lin Mo was taken aback, not expecting her to ask this.

"That is what the system says."

"Then what if... we don't?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "Dual World Collision, both worlds are finished."

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, staring at the tips of her shoes.

After a long while, she whispered: "I'm only twelve."

Lin Mo nodded: "I know."

"Where I'm from, twelve is still young."

"I know."

"I don't understand anything."

"I know."

Ning Rongrong looked up at him: "What do you know?"

Lin Mo said: "I know you're afraid. I know you don't want this. I know this isn't what you chose."

He paused.

"I also know that even without this system, I would still protect you."

Ning Rongrong stared at him for a long time.

Then, she suddenly smiled.

It wasn't the forced smile from before, nor a cold sneer, but a genuine, slightly helpless, and soft smile.

"You..." she said, "are so annoying."

Lin Mo didn't know what she meant by that, but seeing her smile, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

The sound of cars drifted in from outside the window. In the distance, neon lights flickered, staining the curtains with colorful hues.

Ning Rongrong stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night view. After a long time, she said softly:

"I used to have a fiancé."

Lin Mo didn't respond.

"His name is Oscar. He's also one of the Shrek Seven Devils. He makes sausages; he has a Food-type Martial Soul." She paused. "I didn't like him much. But he was quite good to me."

Lin Mo still remained silent.

Ning Rongrong turned around and looked at him: "Do you know, when I thought of him just now, I suddenly realized his face has become a bit blurry."

Her eyes were very bright, unnaturally so.

"It's only been three days. I've only been in this world for three days, and I can barely remember what he looks like."

Lin Mo said: "Perhaps it's because this place is too unfamiliar."

Ning Rongrong shook her head and said nothing.

She walked back to the chair and sat down, looking at Lin Mo, and suddenly asked: "Will you drive me away?"

Lin Mo was stunned: "What?"

"If one day, I can go back. Will you drive me away?"

Lin Mo was silent for a few seconds, then said: "No."

"Then you'll let me stay?"

"I'll let you choose for yourself."

Ning Rongrong looked at him, her eyes turning red again.

But this time she couldn't hold it back, and the tears really fell.

She hurriedly wiped them away with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped, the more they flowed. In the end, she simply gave up and just looked at him, tears dropping one by one.

Lin Mo stood up, walked over to her, and crouched down to look her in the eye.

"Don't cry," he said.

Ning Rongrong sniffled and whispered, "I'm not crying."

Lin Mo looked at her tear-streaked face and didn't call her out on it.

He reached out, pulled two tissues from the coffee table, and handed them to her.

Ning Rongrong took them, wiped her face, and then suddenly said:

"That Life Bond, does it really require a kiss?"

Lin Mo hadn't expected her to ask this so suddenly; he was stunned for a moment before nodding.

Ning Rongrong stared at him for a while, then looked away and whispered:

"Then... I'll consider it."

This time, Lin Mo was truly stunned.

"What did you say?"

Ning Rongrong's face turned bright red, and her voice rose an octave: "I said I'll consider it! Can't you hear? Are you deaf?"

Lin Mo looked at her flushed face, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily.

"What are you laughing at!" Ning Rongrong snapped, embarrassed and angry. "I'm doing this for the two worlds! Not for you!"

Lin Mo nodded, trying his best to hold back his laughter: "I know."

Ning Rongrong glared at him and turned to walk toward the inner room. After two steps, she stopped and said without looking back:

"I'm sleeping inside. You sleep on the sofa."

Lin Mo: "Fine."

Ning Rongrong walked a few steps, then stopped again: "What are we eating tomorrow?"

Lin Mo: "What do you want to eat?"

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment and whispered: "Those steamed buns."

Lin Mo smiled: "Alright."

Only then did Ning Rongrong go inside and slam the door shut.

Lin Mo stood in the living room, looking at the closed door, and suddenly felt that he wasn't quite as tired anymore.

He lay back down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

His right eye suddenly began to sting again.

A purple light screen popped up automatically:

[Detected change in Ning Rongrong's favorability.]

[Current favorability: 58 (Trust established)]

[Note: She has begun to consider your existence. This is the first step.]

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

This lousy system was quite the gossip.

Just as he was about to close the screen, the system popped up a new message:

[Detected that the second "Crisis Summon" is about to be triggered.]

[Target: Huyan Li]

[Identity: Direct disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect, possessor of the Diamond Mammoth martial soul]

[Soul Power Level: Level 65 Soul Emperor]

[Arrival time: 72 hours later]

[Arrival location: To be determined]

[Mission: Kill Huyan Li.]

[Reward: World Origin Point x600, random soul bone x1.]

[Failure penalty: Dual World Collision accelerated by 50 days.]

Lin Mo looked at this message, and his smile slowly faded.

Another one.

Level sixty-five.

Lower than Shi Nian, but still a Soul Emperor.

He turned his head to look at the closed door of the inner room and heard a faint movement from inside; Ning Rongrong probably hadn't fallen asleep yet.

He thought for a moment and decided not to knock.

Let her sleep.

We will talk tomorrow.

He closed his eyes and counted silently in his heart.

Seventy-two hours.

Three days.

Three more days.

Outside the window, the neon lights were still flickering. The occasional sound of cars in the distance mingled with the creaking of this old western-style house.

Lin Mo lay on the sofa and slowly drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, he saw a colossal figure, its entire body covered in golden diamonds, walking toward him.

With every step, the ground trembled.

The next morning, Lin Mo was awakened by a fragrant aroma.

He opened his eyes to see Ning Rongrong standing at the kitchen doorway, holding a bowl of noodles and looking down at him.

"Awake?" she said. "Eat breakfast."

Lin Mo was stunned; he sat up and looked at the bowl of noodles.

Clear broth, thin noodles, a few leaves of greens, a poached egg, and a sprinkle of chopped green onions.

It was exactly the same as the ones he made.

"You made this?"

Ning Rongrong turned her head away, the tips of her ears turning red. "Obviously. You're injured, aren't you? This young lady is showing mercy by making you a meal."

Lin Mo took the bowl and tasted a mouthful.

It was salty.

But he didn't say anything.

He kept his head down, eating it mouthful by mouthful until it was finished, then handed the bowl back to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong took it and suddenly asked, "Is it good?"

Lin Mo looked up at her and smiled.

"It's good."

Ning Rongrong's ears turned even redder. She turned and headed toward the kitchen, but stopped after two steps, saying without looking back:

"Then... I'll make it for you every day from now on."

After saying that, she ducked into the kitchen and slammed the door shut.

Lin Mo sat on the sofa, looking at that door, the curve of his lips growing wider.

The sunlight from outside shone in, warm and cozy.

But at that very moment, the system popped up another message:

[Warning]

[Abnormal fluctuations detected in the Plane Rift.]

[Target "Huyan Li" may descend ahead of schedule.]

[Please prepare yourself.]

Lin Mo looked at the message, then back at the kitchen door.

The sunlight was still there, the warmth was still there.

But that sense of oppression had returned.