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In the cold, deathly silent chamber, the chill permeated every inch of the air.

Su Lingbai held Chu Ge's mangled head high, their eyes met, and Su Lingbai's dark eyes were locked on Chu Ge's empty, lifeless eye sockets.

"Chu Ge, don't you think so?"

A cold, clear voice, tinged with a deep-seated sickness, echoed in the enclosed space.

Round and round, the lingering sound echoed for a long time.

The surroundings were deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

There was no response, no sound whatsoever.

Only a biting cold enveloped the entire secret room.

But Su Lingbai didn't care at all.

She knew better than anyone that Chu Ge had long since lost the ability to respond to her.

After a long while, she slowly lowered the head in her arms and carefully lifted Xiao Caihua's face with her hand.

Those clear, bright blue eyes remained clean and pure, untouched by any hostility.

In Su Lingbai's dark pupils, a tenderness that was almost distorted surged.

With a slight upturn of her lips, she leaned forward and gently closed her eyes.

Cool, soft lips gently pressed against Xiao Caihua's smooth forehead.

The silent touch froze the lifeless stillness of time.

After a long while, she finally straightened up.

The lips parted from the slightly cool skin, the edges glistening with tiny specks of moisture.

It was the liquid residue of formaldehyde, cold and sticky, carrying the pungent and eerie smell unique to preservatives.

Su Lingbai parted her lips slightly, her tongue gently brushing over the moisture on her lips.

The coolness spread from the tip of the tongue to every part of the body, and the pungent taste lingered on the lips and teeth.

Not only did she accept every single bite, but a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes, and her eyebrows curved slightly.

He appeared completely immersed in and indulging in a morbid state.

She murmured softly, her tone so gentle it was almost bewitching, as if she were soothing an innocent child; each word was tender, yet chilling.

"Just stay put and listen to me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved with extreme gentleness, slowly placing the little cauliflower's head back into the glass jar filled with formalin.

The clear, transparent liquid gently rippled, then slowly subsided, tenderly enveloping the head once more, returning it to a deathly stillness.

After settling everything in, she steadily lifted Chu Ge's head with one hand, her slender fingers gripping it tightly. Without looking back, she turned and stepped into the deeper secret passage.

On the walls of this secret room, rows of clean and transparent glass bottles were neatly arranged.

The bottle was completely empty and spotless, without a single speck of debris.

These empty containers have been prepared for a long time, quietly lying dormant here, patiently waiting for their "collection" to move in one by one.

Su Lingbai stepped in slowly, her slender figure standing in the center of the secret room.

Her gaze swept calmly over her surroundings as she softly recounted the details.

"One, two, three... twelve."

On one wall, twelve glass bottles stand neatly arranged.

The bottles are arranged neatly and orderly on both sides.

Su Lingbai paused and gazed at the empty bottle, a deep sense of regret creeping into her eyes.

That gaze was direct and intense, concealing an almost greedy expectation.

She loathed this imperfection.

She was eager to fill all the empty containers, to make this secret collection room completely complete, with no blank spaces left.

The fleeting sense of loss quickly faded away.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes slowly relaxed, and the corners of her lips lifted with that signature gentle yet obsessive smile, while her eyes surged with an unwavering determination.

"That day will come soon."

She murmured to herself, her voice soft, yet with a self-hypnotic firmness.

"That's right, I won't have to wait long."

As soon as she finished speaking, she tilted her head slightly, tightly holding Chu Ge's mangled head in her arms, her dark eyes fixed on his empty face.

"You agree, right, Chu Ge?"

The secret room remained silent.

The cold head nestled quietly in her arms, offering no response whatsoever.

"How boring."

Su Lingbai slightly pursed her lips, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes, but she showed no anger whatsoever.

The next moment, a light and cheerful tune, cool and refreshing, was softly hummed from her lips.

It was melodyless, ethereal and eerie, swirling and echoing repeatedly in the enclosed space.

The black leather shoes tapped crisply on the cold stone floor.

She moved with light steps and a nimble gait, cradling the head in her arms, and continued to slowly make her way to the deepest part of the secret chamber.

At the end of the passage stood a heavy, cold iron gate.

Su Lingbai took out the key and gently turned the lock cylinder.

Click—

A soft, crisp click broke the silence, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened in response.

The scene in this secret room overturned all the previous gloomy and oppressive atmosphere, and was completely different from the collection room outside.

The space is vast and open, comparable to a standard football field.

The floor was covered with a thick, soft, dark green plush carpet, which insulated against the cold and damp air seeping from the ground, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

There are no rows of glass bottles here, and no pungent, acrid formaldehyde smell.

Instead, there are giant, transparent glass boxes, each as large and heavy as a shipping container, crystal clear and free of any dust.

The boxes are spaced evenly and arranged in a staggered pattern. Looking around, they are densely packed, with nearly a hundred boxes displayed in the entire enclosed room.

Inside each glass case, she personally crafted an exquisitely dreamlike fairytale wonderland.

The box was filled with all kinds of exquisite and soft dolls, including antique Chinese cloth dolls and gorgeous Western dolls, covering every inch of the room.

Layers of princess dresses and exquisite shoes and socks are neatly arranged, with sparkling crystal shoes and cute little black leather shoes interspersed among them, creating an exquisite scene that is like a dream.

Warm yellow light slowly spilled down from above, penetrating the transparent glass and refracting repeatedly between the boxes, creating shimmering, sparkling fragments of light.

The gentle and melodious music box lingered throughout the secret room, its tinkling and soothing sounds calming and gentle enough to soothe all anger and fear.

Warm light, soft blankets, dolls, and sweet melodies combine to create a pure, beautiful, gentle, and healing fairytale dreamscape.

It was so beautiful that it could make anyone let down their guard and feel warmth in their heart.

—This assumes we ignore the girls who are firmly imprisoned here for life.

Su Lingbai stepped forward slowly, her gaze falling on the nearest glass box.

The girl in the box has a fluffy and delicate golden double ponytail, wears a pink and elegant Lolita dress, and lies obediently among a pile of soft dolls.

Her clean black leather shoes made her look like a meticulously crafted top-tier doll, with delicate features and stunning beauty.

But those eyes, which should have been lively and vibrant, were now just a lifeless emptiness.

She huddled in the corner, motionless, staring blankly at the warm yellow light above her, her expression wooden and lifeless.

With her glamorous makeup, exquisite dress, and adorable hairstyle, coupled with her soulless and numb appearance, she looked exactly like a meticulously dressed and permanently imprisoned doll.

Thick glass isolated her from everything in the world, imprisoning her tightly, making it impossible for her to move an inch, with nowhere to escape.

This is the most perfect doll that Su Lingbai painstakingly created by hand.

Gazing at the tranquil and beautiful scene before her, all the obsession and madness in Su Lingbai's eyes vanished.

Her eyes crinkled into crescents, her smile was pure and innocent, and a deep sense of joy and contentment welled up inside her.

She moved forward to the next glass box.

The girl in the box wore an ice-blue Lolita dress, and her smooth blue hair was styled into two neat buns that fell over her shoulders.

She lay quietly on the fluffy pile of dolls, her posture steady, her breathing peaceful, and she remained motionless.

"She looks so cute and lovely."

Su Lingbai sighed softly, her tone gentle and tender, full of appreciation and affection.

She continued walking slowly, her movements light and graceful, glided gently past rows of neat glass cases.

Each time I pass by a box, I pause for a moment to quietly admire the well-behaved and quiet appearance of the girl inside.

A strong sense of accomplishment and possessiveness, unique to her, welled up in her eyes.

These girls imprisoned here are all treasures she has searched for throughout the world with great effort.

From the moment they were born, she took them away from the chaos of the world and bestowed upon them a gentle "divine purification".

They were never tainted by the cruel filth of witch games, nor had they ever witnessed the darkness and wickedness of the world.

The soul is as clear as a blank sheet of paper, clean and pure, untouched by any dust.

Su Lingbai personally led them out of the turbulent world and built this fairytale prison that was isolated from the world.

She couldn't bear to let such a pure and innocent child be left to wander in the cruel outside world.

I can't bear to see them tainted by the brutality of witch games, and I can't bear to see them witness the dirty and corrupt dark truth of the world.

Therefore, she made the gentlest, yet most obsessive, choice.

She doesn't teach them worldly principles, how to distinguish between good and evil, or how to grow up in a sophisticated way.

Her only wish was to keep them forever in the most innocent and naive state of childhood.

To be forever immersed in this ever-warm and peaceful fairytale world, carefree and without worry, for eternity.

Only by remaining innocent and pure can one remain unchanged, never rebel, and never go against her wishes.

She would never allow these pure white dolls to become like Little Vegetable Flower, capable of rebelling, disobeying, and displeasing her.

Su Lingbai stood quietly in the center of the vast secret room, looking around at the gentle and dreamlike scenery.

Looking at this fairytale kingdom that belongs only to her and can never be replicated by anyone, a strong sense of pride and satisfaction bursts forth from the bottom of her heart.

The gentle smile gradually faded, and that deep-seated, morbid obsession and insane possessiveness crept into her eyes once more, engulfing her entire body.

Beneath the surface of an exquisitely gentle fairy tale lies a chillingly insane obsession.

Just as she was completely immersed in the perfect illusion she had created for herself, utterly captivated—

A violent and fierce roar, filled with endless arrogance and resentment, suddenly exploded from the glass box in the upper left corner of the secret room!

The gentle, melodious tune of the music box is shattered, echoing throughout the entire fairytale wonderland!

"Damn it! I heard your footsteps!"

"If you've got the guts, unlock these shackles and let me out!"

"I, the Great Emperor, demand a fair fight with you!"