I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan sensed the weight beneath that calm demeanor.

She is ranked fifth in global combat power and is a fire goddess who has slain hundreds of S-class calamities, yet even she said, "This is the first time I've seen her."

Gu Yan did not speak.

He mentally reviewed the scenes from earlier.

A mushroom cloud rose over the snowfield. The Titan-class battleship, its legs blown off, was still crawling across the craters with its remaining limbs. The young soldier with half his face burned pulled the pin on a grenade and shoved it into its heart.

He had read in a book that nuclear weapons were humanity's last resort, a Damocles' sword hanging over the heads of all mankind.

But the sword just now fell and hit the head of the Black Tide, only giving them a few dozen hours to catch their breath.

He leaned back in his chair, feeling something heavy pressing on his chest.

It was already evening when they returned to the Chiyomiya residence.

Elena sat on a wicker chair under the eaves, flipping through the ancient book she could never finish reading. Her long silver hair cascaded down to the wooden floor, the ends swaying gently in the evening breeze.

She raised her eyelids, her golden pupils shining like two quiet lamps in the twilight.

"You have remnants of Lin Jinyu's spiritual power, and Yu Sheng's as well."

"I had dinner with them today."

Gu Yan sat down on the steps next to her.

"The third line of defense of the Russian Federation has been breached. Nuclear weapons were used, but only a few dozen hours were gained."

Elena tilted her head, seemingly waiting for him to finish speaking.

he went on.

"I feel like I can't win."

"From the South China Sea Secret Realm to now, the Kuroshio Current has become stronger and stronger, with more and more fissures appearing, and even nuclear weapons have been used."

"I used to think there would always be a way."

"But now I'm a little unsure."

Elena closed the book.

She was silent for a moment, then spoke, her tone still extremely calm and indifferent.

"Actually, there are some things I don't remember very clearly anymore."

"I know I am a twelve-winged angel, but I can't remember why I am in the South China Sea Secret Realm or who sent me there."

"I recognize the term 'Contract Guardian,' but I've forgotten the specifics of the contract."

"I know the source of the Kuroshio is deeper, but I can't remember the coordinates of that door."

"I've been here for three years, half of which I spent recovering from my injuries, and the other half trying to remember these things."

"But those memories are very blurry, as if they were deliberately erased by something."

Gu Yan looked at her.

Her face, so beautiful it seemed unreal, still held that clean, untouched composure, but for some reason, he always felt that something deeper was pressing beneath that composure.

"But there's one thing I haven't forgotten."

She tilted her head, and a mischievous glint suddenly flashed in her golden pupils, a glint familiar to Gu Yan.

"Your special ability is called Mirror Flower Seal, and its essence is resonance at the level of mental power."

"When you have an intimate relationship with an S-class female superhuman, her spiritual power will resonate back into your body, activating your dormant spiritual potential."

"The stronger the opponent, the stronger the feedback."

"Your previous encounter with Lin was already barely S level. If you can maintain close contact with enough strong female superhumans, theoretically you could break through to SSS level and even become a god."

"Or perhaps, beyond God."

Gu Yan's lips twitched.

"Where did you read that from?"

"It's not a book."

"This is the conclusion I reached after using the spiritual power of the angel race to probe your meridians."

She tilted her head.

"So all you have to do is keep sleeping with S-class or higher girls who like you, and you can save the world."

Gu Yan leaned against the pillar, looking at the mischievous glint in Elena's golden eyes, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

Other heroes rely on bloodline awakening, ancient inheritance, or breaking through limits at life-or-death moments. What does he rely on?

He makes money by having sex with girls.

If word gets out, the name of the Imperial Wall will probably be even more embarrassing than the Black Tide Rift.

But he mentally went through the original plot.

As mentioned in the Book of the World, the Black Tide was ultimately ended by the combined efforts of several female protagonists.

Cecilia's magnetic field covered the entire battlefield, Fu Shiwei's longsword cleaved open the last crack, and Shen Youyao's mental power eradicated the will of calamity from its source.

He had read about that decisive battle more than once, and he remembered every detail.

Although the plot deviated considerably after he traveled through time, the female protagonists' powers remained, and were even stronger than in the original story.

If they can team up, they should still be able to win; they don't necessarily have to rely on his methods.

Elena seemed to see through his thoughts and didn't ask any further questions. She simply reopened the ancient book in her hand, a very faint smile still on her lips.

Over the next period of time, the atmosphere on the defensive line became increasingly tense.

News of the breach of the Russian Federation's third line of defense spread around the world, and the entire Eastern Theater Command entered a state of evacuation preparation.

Gu Yan shuttled back and forth between the Chiyo Palace family and the defense line every day, helping Yu Sheng adjust the rune array and using the Mirror Flower Seal to stabilize her spiritual power. When Lin Jinyu occasionally came over to deliver the defense map, Gu Yan would block her at the corner of the corridor and kiss her, and then they would go back to their posts as if nothing had happened.

Elena's training never stopped. Every evening, she would drag him to the backyard and stare at him with her golden eyes until he was exhausted and collapsed under the eaves. Then she would squat down and poke his forehead with her finger, saying, "You've been slacking off again."

Lin Jinyu was very persistent with him.

It's not an adjective, it's the literal meaning of "entangled".

As one of the commanders of the third line of defense, she should have been stationed at the command post, but she always found various reasons to come to the Chiyomiya residence.

Today I'm delivering the defense map, tomorrow I'm returning the rune array manual I borrowed last time, and the day after tomorrow I'm not taking anything, I'll just stand at the gate and say I'm just passing by and want to come in for a drink of water.

She never stayed long when she came, but before leaving, she would always find a chance to pull him away to a secluded corner.

Under the eaves, behind the maple tree, in the narrow alley next to the storeroom, she would kiss him on the corner of his mouth, then stride away nonchalantly, glancing back at him every few steps, a hint of smugness flashing in her golden eyes that only she knew.

More often than not, she would send messages late at night, saying that her bipolar disorder had flared up again and that only his Mirror Flower Imperial Seal could alleviate it.

When Gu Yan arrived, she was sitting alone in the temporary apartment assigned to her by the command center. The lights were off, and only the dark golden light of the rune towers on the defensive line outside the window shone on her face through the gap in the curtains.

She said she had a headache and asked Gu Yan to massage it for her.

As soon as Gu Yan's fingers touched her temple, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him in front of her, cupped his cheek with her other hand, tilted her head back, and kissed him.

Her lips were burning hot, and her breath was even hotter, like the flames that would never go out of the palm of her hand.

He instinctively wanted to say that the soundproofing here was bad, but before he could open his mouth, she covered his mouth with hers.

She gave a muffled hum and said it was raining outside, but it didn't matter.