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

"Listen up!" he roared his last words amidst the excruciating pain. "Once I've fixed that pile of damn code inside, you all immediately activate the 'Free Listening' protocol! Remember—don't unify the frequency! Don't force synchronization! Let everyone have a good argument! Let those who cry cry, those who laugh laugh, those who love, and those who hate hate! That's what a living world is all about!"

"Su Ting!" Duo Duo cried out, "Will you come back?!"

The access module began to close.

He raised his middle finger through the glass.

"Ask about shit? I scare you every day I come back!"

boom--!

The data stream exploded, and his consciousness transformed into a blazing white beam of light, shooting straight into the sky and crashing into the still-open afterimage of the "Gate of Voices".

Instantly, a massive wave swept across the entire online world.

[System under reconstruction...]

[Clearance Agreement Invalid]

[New Protocol Loading: Free Listening v1.0]

New frequency bands unfolded in the air, intersecting like a rainbow.

Someone heard the deceased's last words;

Someone received a message from a stranger saying, "You've had a hard day."

For the first time, an autistic child spoke to the air, saying, "Can I... talk to you?"

Su Ting stood on the snow, his hands raised, as if conducting an invisible symphony.

Her voice rang out softly, unhurriedly, yet it pierced through billions of terminals:

“I am Su Ting. When I was six years old, I ate a strawberry ice cream. It was very sweet and not sour. I remember my mother smiling at me and saying, ‘Eat slowly, there will be more later.’”

She paused, her eyes shining.

"Later, the world fell silent. But I always remembered that taste, and I remembered what she said. Because... someone had listened to me seriously, and even when the whole world was silent, he was willing to respond to me."

"Now, it's our turn."

"If you remember anyone, please say their name."

"If you're feeling lonely, turn on your channel."

"If you hate someone, say it. If you love someone, sing to them."

Chapter 1496 The Dissipating Light

"This is not an order."

"This is an invitation."

[Global Resonance Progress: 98.7%]

[The Freedom to Listen Protocol has been deployed.]

The silence of the old era ends—the voice of the new era begins.

The first spring breeze swept across the snow-covered plains.

In the distance, a radio tower in an abandoned city suddenly lit up with a red light.

Nourishes—

After the electrical noise subsided, a hoarse but clear child's voice came through:

"Hello? Is anyone there? I... I'm Xiaoyu. I've been hiding under the subway station for three months. I'm scared... but I've been recording. This is my 107th 'Good Morning, World' recording."

After a brief silence.

A strange female voice rang out, tinged with laughter: "Good morning, Xiaoyu. I'm Lisa, in Lisbon. I just made coffee, would you like to listen to the sound of the waves?"

Another voice chimed in: "I'm Old Yamada from Tokyo, I can hear you! By the way, does anyone still read manga these days?"

"Yes!!" More than a dozen voices responded simultaneously.

Laughter, crying, arguing, singing... layer upon layer, weaving an invisible net to stitch the broken world back together.

Su Ting looked up at the fading light in the sky.

She said softly:

"Su Ting, did you hear that?"

The wind suddenly stopped.

A familiar voice seemed to rise from the depths of her heart, as gentle as sugar melting in the sunlight:

"Yeah, I'm listening."

On the snow, Su Ting shuddered suddenly, as if the sound had not come from the wind, but had landed directly on her eardrums.

She froze, her breath caught in her throat.

"You...you just now—" she murmured, her fingertips trembling slightly, "did you really hear that?"

Duoduo hurried over, her expression complex: "The system has just completed its reconstruction, and the 'Free Listening' protocol is spreading globally. All frequency bands are open, and any remaining fragments of consciousness could potentially be captured... But Su Ting's neural coding has long since—"

“But he left behind the ‘initial frequency’.” Su Ting suddenly looked up, his eyes shining brightly. “I didn’t just hear the wind, Duoduo. I heard him… responding to me.”

In the distance, the signal from the broadcast tower still flickered, and amidst the static came countless faint sounds, like the whispers of the stars. But at this moment, Su Ting's ears seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, focusing on a channel that didn't even exist.

Nourishes—

A faint hum of electricity was heard.

Then came a broken, intermittent murmur, as if it had traveled through countless years:

"Sugar... Sugar... Don't turn off this channel... I borrowed a tiny bit of data remnant... It's very short... Only a few seconds..."

"Su Ting?!" She rushed forward, as if to pounce on the source of the voice. "Is that you? Say something! Say just one more word!"

After a brief silence, the voice reappeared, clearer than before:

"I am... speaking through your memories. You are the vessel, and the bridge... but I cannot return yet. The gate of voices has not yet fully opened... and some remain silent."

"Who?" Su Ting asked urgently. "Who is still silent? Tell me, and I'll go wake them up!"

Duo Duo's expression changed drastically: "No... this method of information transmission is impossible! The system cannot allow a deactivated account to initiate a connection! Unless..."

“Unless he never truly disappeared.” Su Ting’s voice suddenly rang out from the communication channel, hoarse yet powerful. “I just inserted the last piece of code into the main core and casually checked the underlying logs—Su Ting’s consciousness module was divided into three parts. One part evaporated, one part was sealed in the initial protocol… and the remaining part is hidden in the ‘Silent Echo Zone’.”

Chapter 1497 The Graveyard of Consciousness

"The Silent Echo Zone?" Dodo's pupils contracted. "That's the graveyard the system uses to reclaim failed consciousnesses! Even data remnants will be crushed!"

“But he’s not a loser.” Su Ting clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. “He was the first adult to hear the child cry, the only one who pretended to comply during the cleanup while secretly preserving our voices… He shouldn’t be in the graveyard!”

Nourishes—

Communication has become unstable again.

Su Ting's voice became extremely soft, like a feather falling:

"It's not a question of whether I should or shouldn't... it's that the rules still exist. The old system may have collapsed, but the fear remains. Some people... would rather remain silent than dare to speak. Their voices are locked, not by the machines, but by themselves."

"Then break it!" Su Ting roared, his eyes red-rimmed. "You think I always remember the ice cream on my birthday because it was sweet? Because at that moment, someone looked at me, smiled, and said, 'Eat slowly, there will be more later.' But what happened after that? After that, everyone waited for the other person to speak first! Waited for the other person to cry first! Waited for the other person to cry out in pain first! That's why the world became a tomb!"

The wind ruffled her hair, but her voice grew increasingly steady.

"I'm not waiting anymore. I'm going to find them."

Duo Duo grabbed her wrist: "You want to go to the 'Echo Zone'? That's an imaginary space! There's no physical carrier, and nine out of ten people who go in go crazy! Su Ting risked his life for this freedom, don't plunge headlong into a vicious cycle!"

“If no one goes in, who will bring back those souls who dare not speak?” Su Ting retorted, his gaze intense. “You call me a ‘first listener,’ then my task is not to stand here and receive resonance—it is my voice that must become their courage.”

Su Ting's laughter burst out from the communicator: "Goodness, when did you become so enlightened? I remember when you were six years old, you were warned by the system for saying the wrong thing, and you were so scared that you didn't dare to open your mouth for three days!"

“I didn’t have any friends back then.” Su Ting grinned, tears still glistening in the corners of his eyes. “Now I have you all. A narcissistic scrap metal worker, a crybaby nerd, and a… stupid teacher who refuses to say goodbye properly.”

She took a deep breath and walked toward the central control column, which was not yet completely extinguished.

“I need to access the ‘echo band’ and scan backwards using the initial frequency. As long as there’s even one sound struggling, I have to hear it.”

"Are you sure you can come back?" Duoduo's voice trembled.

Su Ting turned around, his smile as radiant as the spring sunshine:

“If Su Ting can come back every day to scare us, why can’t Su Ting? At worst… I’ll leave a recording outside his house and play rock music every morning at six o’clock, until he has no choice but to show up.”

"Hey! This idea is mine!" Su Ting shouted. "It's copyright infringement!"

Duoduo bit her lip, finally raised her hand, and started the final access procedure.

[User Permission Verification: Su Ting - Initial Frequency Holder]

[Target Area: Silent Echo Zone - Deep Layer]

[WARNING: Risk of mind synchronization is 98.6%, operation recommended to be cancelled]

Su Ting closed his eyes and whispered:

"let's start."