I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

So, previously, when Talia herself was causing trouble, Carol and Eve weren't worried at all, and even had the leisure to play cards. If it weren't for Bugatti's persistent entanglement, they would have already taken a break to slack off. But now, when the rules of what seemed to be a Crown-level Witch Game descended upon the floating city, Carol and Eve suddenly became serious.

"Oh, since you're so unwilling to take the blame, then just tell the truth!" Eve appeared out of nowhere, suddenly appearing in front of Bugatti, startling him so much that he almost fell over. "Where's Saint Megan? You wouldn't have gone to such lengths for Talia if you hadn't received the deposit, right? At the very least, you should have gotten something of value from Talia, right?"

Logically speaking, Carol and Eve are the two people whose "sudden appearance" effect is more likely to be created by the Time Witch's abilities, but the one who is truly elusive like a top assassin is Eve.

Bugatti dodged the attack with tears welling up in his eyes. He wasn't lying; he genuinely didn't know much about Talia, but he couldn't explain it either, because, as Eve had said, he had taken a deposit before taking action—that's right, Saint Megan's soul was currently in his hands.

He made a truce with the two of them, only to hand over Megan to save himself, but Bugatti was unwilling to just give up the saint Megan he had finally obtained!

In a fit of despair, he slammed his fist on the ground, creating a crater like a falling meteor, and yelled, "Don't you have futuristic vision? Look for yourself if you want to know anything!"

Upon hearing this, Carol chased even more fiercely, using time stop and acceleration to reach Bugatti in a flash, and then delivered a satisfying slap to his face.

Her vision of the future sounds very mysterious, but it's actually quite difficult to use. In the end, she can only get a vague result and some scattered fragments of the future, forcing her to become a riddle teller.

More importantly, although the fragments of the future she sees will inevitably come to pass, because these fragments are not coherent, the real future is very likely to be different from the future she guesses based on these fragments.

Carol was startled by the Bugatti's Riddler trail, so she quickly used Future Vision and saw a good result.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when the Crown Witch Game erupted... Although there was no direct connection between the two events, Carol still took her anger out on Bugatti.

"You'll be a riddle reader! You'll act mysterious! You'll never speak like a human being!"

She would slap him for every word he said, so much so that Bugatti ran away with his head in his hands, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Why torture yourself?

Carol and Eve, true to their centuries-old partnership, played the good cop/bad cop routine. Carol was responsible for breaking Bugatti down, while Eve used her devilish whispers (physical persuasion) to calm him down.

"Tell me honestly what you know. For example, why did you suddenly realize something after hearing Ms. Fei's name?"

Bugatti's face was extremely pale, but he stubbornly refused to say anything until... the next moment, excruciating pain tormented him for a whole week.

“I can change your perception of time. This simple pain, if it lasts too long, is enough to drive a person insane.” Carol revealed a cruel, villainous smile. “This is only a week. What if it were a month, a year, or even longer?”

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! No... don't make me suffer for so long anymore!"

Bugatti screamed in terror, trembling as he looked at Carol. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his back was completely soaked. He didn't want to go through that torture again.

"Bugatti is about to fall".txt

Who exactly is the villain?

“I said! I was wondering who she was targeting when she wanted to summon that god, since I thought I could actually get that god to come to me. But since her opponent is Lady Scarlet… it makes sense.”

After hearing Bugatti's confession, Carol and Eve exchanged a glance, their expressions changing slightly. As they were also believers in that god (regardless of whether they were casual or devout believers), they immediately understood the feasibility of this matter.

If the opponent is Lady Scarlet, Talia's plan might actually come to fruition!

Chapter 155 A Man's Wardrobe Must Contain a Drill Robot

Genesis lasted thirteen days.

The world went from birth to destruction, and finally slumbered. Everything in the world fell into slumber, even the girl who was the creator closed her eyes wearily and entered into eternal sleep.

The Creator closed his eyes, while Talia opened them.

Looking at the sleeping beauty with her eyes closed in front of her, Talia seemed a little confused.

It was a very long time before Talia realized that she was just a soul, and that the body in front of her that looked exactly like her did not belong to her.

Talia is not the creator.

The girl who created and destroyed the world had nothing to do with her. Her soul was born from the body of the creator, but she was not the soul of the creator.

Talia could clearly sense that she was unworthy of that body; she possessed no divinity and was incapable of bearing the responsibility of a creator.

In this desolate world, she, now only a soul, became the only one awake.

Confused and clueless, Talia didn't know what she should do, and she wandered aimlessly through the world.

And so, she witnessed the splendor and vitality of this world for thirteen days, and many inexplicable emotions arose in her heart; she began to dream.

Within that grand dream, she spent countless "thirteen days," interacting and conversing with the people in her dreams, experiencing the vibrancy and wonder of the dream world. Those who were trapped in an eternal slumber in the real world lived on within the dream.

During that time, she seemed to have forgotten the deathly stillness of the world itself. Talia even thought that the dream was the real world, and that the desolate world was a nightmare.

This self-deception continued until Talia met that person—the first person she had ever encountered in reality who was conscious and capable of communication.

By now, Talia could no longer remember her name, but now, Talia silently recited His commandments every day, praying year after year, day after day.

"Save my world, save everyone, save me, my god... the great mute."

The god that Talia worshipped did not respond to her.

She should have understood this a long time ago.

There has never been a savior in this world.

No one will come to save you; only you can save yourself.

……

"Someone is dreaming."

Still nestled in Fei's embrace, Qiong suddenly spoke. The sudden collapse of the others seemed to have made her somewhat nervous. At this moment, she dared not leave Fei's warm, strong, and reassuring embrace for even a moment. While enjoying the close embrace with the beautiful former city lord, she earnestly said:

“I feel like there are many people dreaming… they seem to be underground.”

Duke looked at Joan in surprise and asked curiously, "A lot of people? How many exactly?"

“There are too many to count.” Joan shook her head, admitting what she knew and refraining from making judgments about what she didn’t know. She said very carefully, “But it’s strange that so many people are having the same dream. Logically speaking, dreams are very unstable. When so many people have the same dream at the same time, it should burst like a soap bubble. Even if it’s not destroyed, it’s easy to break into pieces.”

"But it's sturdy?"

“More sturdy than I imagined.” Joan nodded. “I’ve tried to break it, but it didn’t budge.”

Joan is known as the Witch of Dreams. Her research in the fields of dreams and illusions is top-notch throughout the entire floating city, much like Annie's status in necromancy.

It must be said that Fei's quick rescue of Qiong had a remarkable effect.

“I even suspect that Jasmine never woke up because she was trapped in this dream.” Joan clicked her tongue and continued, “I was also dreaming when I was locked in the ice, but I have a habit of automatically weaving dreams to protect myself after I fall into a coma, so as to prevent my soul from being harmed. So at that time, I was in my own dream and was not forcibly pulled into this dream formed by the convergence of countless lives.”

"So, Amber and the others are also in that dream?" Duke frowned. "Is there any way to wake them up? Isn't there any way we can get them to wake up?"

"Who do you think I am?" Joan gave him a strange look. "I'm an expert! Leave it to me."

Despite saying that, she remained in Ms. Fei's reassuring embrace, showing no intention of moving.

If Duke hadn't known that she and Joseph were already engaged, and that they were childhood sweethearts who had finally tied the knot, he probably would have suspected that this girl was a female contact and was currently taking the opportunity to get close to the legendary witch.

Damn, beware of straight women in the floating city playing the lesbian card; Natasha exclaimed that she was an expert.

To be fair, if Duke were hugged so "enthusiastically" by Fei, he definitely wouldn't want to let go either... This woman has a kind of bewitching charm that attracts both men and women.

To exaggerate a bit, if Fei didn't hide her charm, people would need to do a sancheck to see her face. One wrong move and they might be completely blown away by her beauty.

While Duke was lost in thought, Joan snapped her fingers. Several people who heard the snap swayed restlessly in their sleep. Joseph was the most cheerful among them; he struggled to open his eyes... but in an instant, he closed them again and fell back asleep.

"No, although I can awaken them, the power that put them to sleep is still in effect. Before they are fully awake, they will fall asleep again."

Qiong shook her head and nuzzled Fei more comfortably, which made Fei's maternal instincts kick in, and she reached out and gently touched Fei's little head.

"What do we do, Duke?"

"What else can we do but get out of bed?"

Duke sighed, then took a large wardrobe from his inventory and smashed it in front of everyone.

[Item Name: Lazy Person's Magic Wardrobe]

[Prop Description: It is said to have been designed by a legendary magician who was too lazy to choose clothes. Although this legendary professional endured the strange looks of others and wore all sorts of bizarre and abstract outfits for a whole year in order to adjust the wardrobe's movements, she eventually completed the magic wardrobe's big data calculation capabilities... But when she finally completed the magic wardrobe and the outfits finally looked normal, she unexpectedly discovered that her year-long performance art had actually led to a revolution in the fashion world.]

[Item Effect: When the user opens the wardrobe door, the most suitable clothing for that day will be automatically generated.]

As we all know, for the legendary mage who invented this item, both power armor and Gundam are within the scope of clothing. Previously, Xiao Hei had a stroke of luck, pulling out a camouflage suit similar to power armor from this wardrobe, leading the group to infiltrate a palace full of enemies.

At this moment, what Duke needs is a "clothes" that can accommodate everyone else.

Meanwhile, he was really lucky today.

"As we all know, for that legendary mage, the drill robot was also considered clothing... No wonder it was called the 'lazy man's magic wardrobe,' taking care of three-quarters of his clothing, food, shelter, and transportation."

written request for leave

I usually write my evening updates on the spot, but something came up today and I don't have time to write anymore, so I'm taking a break.

I won't say any more. Constantly mentioning family matters feels like playing the victim. I'm just a lousy writer, and writing is meant to provide entertainment for everyone. I shouldn't talk too much about my personal life.

Okay, word count complete.

TL;DR version: I'm skipping tonight.

Chapter 156 With Keyboard and Mouse in Hand, I Have the World

Duke is willing to call the lazy man's magic wardrobe an eternal god, the wardrobe that understands men best, because according to Duke's limited experimental data, the clothes taken out of it are very suitable for men's aesthetics.

Leaving aside the tuxedo Duke took out earlier, Megan took out a bikini from the closet, while the Star sisters took out a pair of matching red and blue cheongsams. These would all require modification of the character illustrations in today's anime games.

The monster-like suit that Xiao Hei took out earlier and the humanoid robot that Duke took out now are both expressions of male romance, especially the latter—a robot plus a drill, double the romance, double the joy.

The "straight man's happy wardrobe" belongs to this category.

After taking the robot out of the closet, Duke couldn't wait to open the hatch. The robot's interior was very spacious, so he simply stuffed all the unconscious people into the robot's cabin.

Then he and Fei (and Joan, who continued to obediently hide in Fei's arms) sat in the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively.

Duke rubbed his hands together excitedly, unable to contain his excitement at the prospect of piloting a humanoid robot—no kidding, no man could resist the allure of piloting a Gundam!

Back when he was playing that witch game that was suspected of plagiarizing KLK, he was very envious of Kuro's ability to control the mimicry monster suit, and wished he could replace that clueless black cat and pilot the Zaku (?).

By the way, that black cat was taken home by Miss Eve, who loves cats, a few days ago. Although Duke is the nominal owner of the black cat, it's completely enamored with being pampered by Eve, a well-known cat lover in the floating city.

However, when Xiao Hei manipulated the mimic monster suit, he used mind control and had no soul at all! (Outrageous statement).

The "humanoid robots" created by the lazy person's magic wardrobe are not controlled in a fixed way; they are basically determined by the driver's own will. Little Black, being a cat who dislikes trouble, naturally chose the simplest method: mind control.

And Duke... in front of his driver's seat was a mouse and keyboard. The keyboard was a mechanical keyboard with a strong tactile feedback, and the mouse was also a very handy high-end mouse. Both of them were equipped with RGB lighting effects. In the eyes of the natives of this other world, this was probably some kind of high-end magical artifact.

But this mouse and keyboard set seemed rather strange to Duke.

"Uh... in my opinion, the most suitable way to control a robot is actually with a keyboard and mouse?"