Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

But in his eyes burned a pale golden flame that did not belong to humankind.

“I haven’t completely disappeared…” The image distorted slightly. “Isha left a part of her ‘second self’ here. It forcibly modified my soul and implanted a control protocol.”

"She controlled you?!" Anne asked in horror.

“Not yet.” Kevin’s tone remained calm, but a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes. “She gave me a mission—to open the ‘Final Gate’ and awaken all the sleeping core individuals. She said that this world is about to start anew.”

“Start over? She means…” Ron’s face turned pale.

"To create a new order from the corpses of the old world."

Suddenly, a blinding light exploded in the background.

Chapter 947 It is the only way out

With a deafening roar, an enormous creature, covered in eyeballs and a mouth, burst from the ground and charged toward Su Ting!

"They've arrived; they've discovered I'm an intruder."

Su Ting raised his left hand, and a silver-white energy blade suddenly appeared.

“Listen…time is limited. I can delay its attack, but you must activate Plan B immediately.”

"Plan B?!" Su Ting shouted, "That's a fake target plan, it was never even prepared for implementation—do you know what that means!?"

Su Ting chuckled coldly: "Of course I know. But right now... it's the only way out."

He turned to look at the camera, his tone extremely serious:

"I need you to take Isha's copy of her consciousness away from here to the seventh underground level. She left behind a final program node. If we can activate it, perhaps we can stop this insane cycle..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge bone spike pierced through the image, and the signal was instantly cut off.

Only one recording remains:

"If I remember... that night of the experiment... she must have had a backup plan."

The screen went dark.

After a few seconds of silence, Annie suddenly stood up, wiped away her tears, and looked unusually determined:

"Let's go, let's activate that damn 'fake' plan."

Leah sneered and drew her weapon: "Then let's see who finds the last switch first."

"Activate Plan B... Really? We don't even have all the data!" A team member slammed his hand on the control panel. "What the hell is that seventh underground level? We only have fragmented data on the map!"

Su Ting gritted his teeth, staring at the communication terminal that was still flashing blue light with a complicated expression: "Su Ting knows what he's talking about. He's the only one who's ever been inside the core area... and... he's not 'human' anymore."

“Then let’s not talk about it.” Annie ripped off her damaged armor, revealing a black injection mark on her arm. “Does anyone remember that old combination lock? When Isa designed it, she said that no one could touch it unless she decoded it herself.”

Ron pulled a tattered map from his backpack, spread it out on the platform, and frowned as he pointed to a blurry mark: "This is the approximate location of the seventh level entrance. The problem is, it's underground in a collapsed city; if we go in, we'll be walking into a dead end!"

Leah said coldly, "Then do you have a better suggestion? Stay here and wait for that monster to tear us apart? Or just surrender?"

The air fell silent for a moment, then several booming sounds came from afar, as if some enormous creature was approaching in this direction.

“We have no choice,” Ron said in a low voice. “But I want to make one thing clear first—I’m in charge of this operation, and anyone who disagrees can stay.”

"Tsk." Leah scoffed. "You're in charge? So how do you plan to traverse that ruin? And... who's controlling Isha's instance consciousness now?"

“Of course it’s me.” A slightly amused voice stepped out from the crowd. “She was implanted in my neural pathways from the beginning, but it just wasn’t activated.”

Everyone turned to look at the speaker—an inconspicuous member of the team, codenamed "Grey Sparrow," who was in charge of logistics and information processing, usually taciturn, and often overlooked.

At this moment, her gaze revealed a cold light that was not of ordinary human origin.

"You might not know this, but after Isha's experiment failed, there was actually more than one backup consciousness. I was the chosen vessel... but she determined I wasn't ready, so she shut down the program."

Chapter 948 Anyone who dares to play tricks

Annie stepped forward and looked directly into her eyes: "When did you turn back? Did Su Ting know you were activated before he came in? Is that why he sent you here?"

Gray Sparrow slowly raised his hand, gently touched his temple, closed his eyes for a moment, and whispered, "Just before he stepped into the base, my second self briefly awakened... She said that she still loved him."

"What kind of answer is that?" Annie's anger reignited, but Su Ting suddenly stopped her.

“She wasn’t lying.” Su Ting looked at Gray Sparrow’s face. “Isa’s data link had a special frequency. I heard a synchronization tone before the communication was lost—she is indeed alive, or at least still has a part of her will.”

Leah sneered, "Fine, since you're all putting on an act, then let's really embark on this death journey. But if anyone dares to play any tricks—" She gripped the energy gun at her waist, "I'll blow their brains out first."

The gray sparrow looked at her with neither arrogance nor servility, and calmly said, "I have only one goal: to help Isha restart the Final Agreement. Everything else is just noise to me."

“Alright, alright.” A young female engineer held up her portable navigator. “I found an old-fashioned railcar nearby that isn’t completely destroyed. If we can repair its drive module, we can probably reach the outer edge of the seventh level in about twenty minutes—but that is, we have to get through the ‘corroded forest’.”

“That kind of godforsaken place… I couldn’t even last ten minutes, let alone twenty.” Ron’s brows furrowed more and more.

“What if we had protective suits?” Gray Sparrow suddenly spoke up. “I remember a spare warehouse Su Ting left behind. There should be three old-fashioned bio-isolation suits there. Wearing them would protect us from the corrosive effects for a while.”

"Can you find that place?" Anne asked immediately.

“Okay,” Gray Sparrow nodded, “provided someone is willing to split up.”

The group exchanged glances, and the atmosphere became tense once again.

“I’ll go,” Su Ting said first. “I’ll go get the combat suits and check if there are any usable energy sources or weapons. The rest of you go to the orbital station to prepare for the rendezvous.”

"No!" Annie blurted out, "You're not allowed to act alone again! You almost died in Sector A7 last time!!"

Su Ting turned to look at her, his gaze calm to the point of being cold: "If we don't take the risk, we'll all die. Do you remember what Su Ting said when he came in? — 'Live on, and help me remember the traces of our efforts.' Are you here throwing a tantrum to prove that he died in vain?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Annie bit her lip, her eyes flashing with struggle and anger, but in the end she only said coldly, "You better come back unharmed, or I won't let you go."

Su Ting nodded, turned around and left quickly.

A dozen minutes later, in a corner of the abandoned hall of the rail station.

"Hurry! They should be here soon." Leah squatted in the corner, wiping the energy rifle in her hands. "Are you sure this thing still works?"

"Theoretically, we can maintain fire suppression for more than five minutes," the engineer replied quietly. "But we only have a third of our ammunition left. Whether we can repel that thing... it all depends on luck."

"Then let's pray," Leah sneered.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from afar.

The group immediately assumed a fighting stance, only lowering their guard once they saw who it was.

"Su Ting!" Annie rushed forward, grabbed his shoulders, and checked him over. "You're back! Where are you hurt?"

Chapter 949 Waiting to be swallowed up

“It’s alright.” He handed over a bag full of equipment. “Three suits, two emergency signal transmitters, and a modified acid spray gun. Powerful enough to corrode the skin of large organisms.”

Gray Sparrow silently took the equipment, checked it over, and nodded, saying, "It's enough. But we need to set off as soon as possible. The environment here is becoming increasingly unstable."

"Then why aren't you leaving?! Are you waiting to be swallowed up?!" Leah stood up and dusted herself off.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly came from above:

**"etc."**

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they all looked up at the ceiling.

There, suspended, was a massive mechanical spider device—one of the surveillance devices the Shadow had once used.

At this moment, its metallic compound eyes were flashing red, as if... it had just been activated!

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang out through the loudspeaker—

"Su Ting just... killed the first core individual."

The entire audience felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Anne's lips trembled: "What do you mean... wasn't he being controlled by Isa?"

"He's resisting." The mechanical spider shifted its joints slightly, making a creaking sound. "He said... he won't let you into the seventh floor."

"……What did you say?"

Gray Sparrow stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Why won't he let us get close to the seventh floor? What did he discover?"

The mechanical spider watched them quietly for a while, then slowly opened one of its legs—revealing a data interface that shimmered with a faint light.

It continued in a low voice:

"Because...deep within the seventh level lies the true answer—what happened that night was far more terrifying than you imagine."

"And if you take one more step... your memories will be awakened, and there will be no turning back."

The gray sparrow's expression changed.

She asked in a low voice, almost as if talking to herself:

**"What exactly happened that night...Isa?"**

There was a dead silence in the air.

Until the mechanical spider slowly closed its compound eyes and whispered its last words—

"She has never forgiven herself... nor can she forgive you."