Absolutely legitimate Star Iron, I've awakened the Underworld System?

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Savior of Villains

　Bai Qiong dared not be careless and swung his fire stick to block.

　With a few crisp clangs, sparks flew as the fire stick collided with the sword energy, producing a metallic clang.

　Yan Qing frowned. He could feel the scorching heat from the collision of the sword energy and the fire poker, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

　"Mr. Bai Qiong, what is that thing? It looks like a... stick?"

　Not only Yan Qing, but Bai Qiong himself also found it somewhat unbelievable.

　These sex toys are amazing?!

　They're this ruthless when hitting children, but when they hit an ice-type woman...

　Jingliu, Ruanmei, Daheita...

　I can't even imagine it!

　While attacking, Bai Qiong was lost in thought.

　He could feel the power from the fire poker, and his confidence immediately returned.

　He stopped dodging and instead launched an attack, swinging his fire poker and smashing it down at Yan Qing. The fire poker, wreathed in scorching flames, distorted the air wherever it passed.

　Seeing this, Yanqing quickly swung his sword to block, but the flames on the fire poker were like a leech, impossible to shake off, and the scorching heat made him feel a stinging pain.

　"Mr. Bai Qiong! My apologies! It seems I have no choice but to use that move... The wind returns, the clouds stir, and the Milky Way pours forth dreams!"

　He roared and unleashed his ultimate technique—Heavenly River Flow!

　Countless sword lights cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping the white sky.

　Bai Qiong felt a white blur before his eyes as countless sword lights fell like raindrops. He swung his fire poker, trying his best to defend himself, but he was still grazed in several places by the sword energy, and a series of stinging pains came from his body.

　But he did not back down; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

　"Drink!"

　Bai Qiong roared and poured all his strength into the fire poker.

　He could feel the flames on the fire poker growing stronger, as if they were about to burn everything to ashes.

　Bai Qiong suddenly swung his fire poker and smashed it towards Yan Qing's sword.

　This is the enhanced version of the Unreturning Flame Spear, its name is...

　A fire poker for poking people's butts!

　"boom!"

　With a deafening roar, the fire sticks collided with the sword formation, and the sword formation was instantly engulfed by flames, with countless sword lights being burned to ashes.

　Yanqing was forced to retreat repeatedly by this powerful force, her face turning pale.

　"how is this possible?"

　Yan Qing stared in disbelief at the fire poker in Bai Qiong's hand; he had never seen such a bizarre weapon before.

　Bai Qiong gave him no chance to catch his breath, and once again swung the fire poker, smashing it fiercely at Yan Qing.

　Yanqing quickly drew his sword to parry, but the flames on the fire poker pierced through the sword, and the intense heat instantly spread throughout his body.

　"Uh!"

　He screamed in pain, and the flying swords all went out of control and fell. He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall.

　"Cough cough..."

　Yanqing clutched his chest and struggled to his feet, feeling the intense pain of his body being burned by the flames.

　Bai Qiong, carrying a fire poker, looked coldly at Yan Qing.

　He still pretended to be under Kaffa's control.

　"Cough, Mr. Bai Qiong is indeed formidable. To be defeated by him is not a great loss. It's just that this despicable female thief is truly wicked..."

　Yanqing gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment, but he knew he was powerless to fight any longer and could only lower his head in resentment.

　Goodbye, little brother.

　Kafka walked slowly over, flicked her fingertips lightly, and whispered, "Word of Power, Domination!"

　Yanqing's eyes instantly became empty, as if controlled by an invisible force.

　He slowly stood up, collected the scattered flying swords from the ground, turned and left the warehouse as if he had never been there.

　Kafka let out a long sigh of relief, turned to look at Bai Qiong, and said with a hint of relief in her voice, "Qiong, it really is all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, Ren and I would have been captured by that little brother and imprisoned in the Dark Prison at this time."

　"Although Sam and Silver Wolf will rescue us, A-Ren will be seriously injured, and our relationship with the Immortal Ship will be severely strained... If possible, I'd like to avoid that future as much as possible. I have no other choice..."

　As she spoke, a complex emotion flickered in her eyes as she gently looked at Bai Qiong's face. Her voice was soft yet tinged with a hint of probing: "Qiong, after controlling you twice in a row, will you blame me?"

　Bai Qiong lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment.

　He then slowly shook his head, his tone calm and firm: "I used to, but not anymore."

　"That's good."

　Kafka let out a long sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

　A faint smile appeared on her lips, and a hint of relief crossed her eyes.

　"Now, can we continue our truth or dare game?" Bai Qiong asked softly.

　He still has some things he needs to know...

　"I didn't expect you were still thinking about this."

　Kafka paused for a moment, then winked mischievously. "Of course, what do you want to ask me?"

　Bai Qiong said in a deep voice, "The entire prophecy about Eriol!"

　Upon hearing this, Kafka's smile faded.

　She rested her chin on her hand, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Do you really want to know this?"

　"Of course, and you can only tell the truth this round, don't forget!"

　Bai Qiong's tone carried an undeniable air.

　"Alright, alright, I promised you."

　Kafka smiled helplessly, then her expression turned serious. She looked directly into Bai Qiong's eyes and said solemnly, "Listen, Qiong, what I'm about to say is very important. Listen carefully."

　Bai Qiong frowned. "Go ahead and speak. I'm all ears."

　Kafka took a deep breath and slowly said, "Elio glimpsed a variation on the strings of fate—when the tide of lust engulfed the Amber Era 2158, even the embers of 'destruction' and the swarms of 'breeding' would tremble in the shadows."

　The entangled destiny within you—the starlight burning in the eyes of those girls, the memory flowing through their hair, and the imaginary ripples caused when you touch your palm… these are the key secrets to restarting the stars.

　But don't be nervous, after all, even the slaves of fate can't see through the reflection of your own image, young man. But he bets you'll eventually discover—every time your heartbeat resonates with theirs, the cracks in the Milky Way are quietly mending~~

　Her voice was deep and powerful, as if every word carried a heavy weight, like a heavy hammer striking Bai Qiong's heart.

　"Wait... I mean, what kind of riddle-solving people are these? This is a bit too overpowering, isn't it?"

　Bai Qiong grinned, looking like he had been seriously injured.

　This sounds outrageous, but it does indeed follow the same format as the prophecy at the beginning of the Pinocchio version.

　It seems Eriol's prophecy was true...

　"Mom, Mom, Eriol's prophecy is indeed very powerful, but is there a simpler way to explain it that I can understand?"

　"Some children, some,"

　Kafka, with a "I can't do anything with you" look on her face, shrugged and said, "The world is about to end. You need to get a few more women on base to have a chance to save it. I'll use the big baseball bat you just used on me... Do you understand now?"

　"I understand now!"

　Bai Qiong nodded in sudden realization.

　"So now you understand, right? That's one of the reasons I wanted you to make your own decision. You can no longer resist your abilities... just think of it as saving more people."

　Kafka's eyes held a pleading look, as if she were waiting for a response from Shirakami.

　"I understand, but..."

　Bai Qiong's words were tinged with hesitation.

　He knew that what Elio saw might be nonsense, and he didn't know what kind of weird thing the system had modified it into.

　but……

　I can't believe how ridiculous this is!

　Can doing something like this really save the world?

　His mind was in complete chaos, his thoughts like a tangled ball of yarn, impossible to untangle.

　"Don't hesitate! From now on, you're not allowed to hesitate when it comes to women. Do whatever you want, no matter how bad it is. I don't mind having a few more daughters-in-law."

　Kaffa's tone carried a hint of helplessness, but more so, firmness. "I know you're kind and upright. Perhaps those girls won't agree, but if necessary, you can use some forceful methods..."

　Ah Qiong, haven't you always wanted to be a savior? Now, even if it's a villainous savior... just for the sake of this world.

Chapter Thirty-Six: I Will Be His Most Special One

　"No...I...you..."

　After listening, Bai Qiong opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

　Is the world system here really that powerful? It's even capable of saving the world?

　Those system rewards seem ridiculously outrageous, not like the abilities a savior should have.

　Where's the promised lighthearted harem-style slice-of-life story set in the alternate world? A serious space comedy on a 12+ scale would also be fine!

　How did the main storyline turn into such a strange combination of "getting on base and then saving the world"?!

　“I know it’s hard for you to accept, but since I’ve already told you, please agree to it. Consider it a small request from your mother.”

　Kafka's voice was soft, with a hint of pleading, like a gentle breeze brushing past her ear, carrying an irresistible tenderness.