Traveling through the second dimension, the joy system encourages me to laugh heartily!

Chen Ming's heart softened, and he pulled her into a tighter embrace, speaking earnestly with tenderness:

"Xiao Li, I will never forget you. Who could refuse a girl like my Xiao Li, who is beautiful, intelligent, and loves me wholeheartedly? You are mine, and from the moment you nodded, you will always be mine!"

His words were direct and domineering, which was exactly the style Luo Li liked.

Strangely, it dispelled the last trace of fear in Luo Li's heart caused by parting, and she smiled through her tears, nodding vigorously.

"Yes! I am yours, and always will be."

She repeated his words as if making a solemn and sacred affirmation.

Although it had only been a few days from their first meeting to their engagement, Chen Ming had already fallen deeply in love with the mixed-race beauty in his arms. Her stubbornness, her intelligence, and her dependence together made Luo Li unique and captivating.

Just then, the beautiful woman's tender words of love reached his ears again, her voice soft and affectionate: "Ming~ I think it won't be long before I start missing you... I'm already starting to miss you just thinking about you leaving soon, what should I do?"

Listening to the girl's unpretentious confession of affection, Chen Ming felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction fill his chest, and his emotional value was immediately maximized.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile, and asked softly with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Is it really that exaggerated? I haven't left yet."

Luo Li looked at him seriously, pouted slightly, and said matter-of-factly, "What's so exaggerated? You bad guy, you're someone's first love. Isn't it normal for her to miss you? What's so strange about that!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming felt his heart melt at the pure and deep affection. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Okay, okay, so you won't miss me so much you'll get sick, I promise I'll come see you at least once a week, okay?"

He deliberately stated the frequency as once a week, partly because it was a reasonable and reassuring promise, and partly to create a surprise!

Chapter 1: World Number One

Sure enough, Luo Li's eyes widened even more upon hearing this, sparkling with delight! In her original plan, it would be rare for a long-distance couple to see each other once a month. Chen Ming's ability to come and see her every week was enough to prove how important she was to him.

A bright, satisfied smile spread across her face, and she nodded repeatedly. "Okay! That's the best! Pinky promise!" She childishly stuck out her little finger, insisting on stamping it with his seal of confirmation.

Chen Ming smiled and obediently extended his little finger, hooking it solemnly with hers.

"It's a word."

Looking at the smiling, radiant mixed-race beauty before him, whose heart was filled with him, Chen Ming was filled with emotion—what a devoted and lovely girl. Her appearance had indeed left Chen Ming with unforgettable and beautiful memories of his trip to Bingxia City.

As time passed, the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker in the waiting hall, signaling that it was time for Chen Ming and his group to board.

Luo Li finally loosened her grip on his arms, but still held onto his sleeve, her gaze lingering with reluctance. Chen Ming hugged her tightly again and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Take care of yourself and wait for me," he whispered.

"Yes, you too. Have a safe journey." Luo Li nodded vigorously, trying her best to keep the smile on her face.

Chen Ming turned and walked towards Han Xueyi and the others who were waiting for him. Han Xueyi gently took his other arm, and Xie Wanqing and Hua Qianhui followed with smiles. The four of them joined the flow of people heading towards the security checkpoint.

Luo Li stood there, watching their backs until they completely disappeared from sight. Only then did she slowly withdraw her gaze, gently touching her forehead where his scent still seemed to linger, a sweet smile on her lips.

Once a week... she started looking forward to seeing him next week...

...Three and a half hours later...

The four of them walked out of Ling'an City Airport and took a taxi back to the lakeside villa.

Chen Ming stretched comfortably on the living room sofa, and with a slight thought, opened the semi-transparent system interface.

Before heading to World 1, it's natural to take stock of the recharge gains from the past 5 days in the main world.

Apart from Luo Li's first recharge bonus, which has already been calculated separately,

The seven girls with full favorability—Long Zixuan, Shen Qingyao, Chen Suyan, Li Xiangling, Han Xueyi, Qing Zijin, and Liu Rushuang—each provided 1500 points of Joyful Power, totaling 1500 * 7 = 10500 points.

In addition, Xie Wanqing, Zhang Wanzhen, Su Mengdie, and Hua Qianhui, whose favorability ratings have not yet reached the maximum, also provided him with 150 * 4 = 600 points of Joyful Power.

Adding these gains to the 3501030 points of Joyful Divine Power remaining in his previous account, Chen Ming now possesses a total of 3512130 points of Joyful Divine Power!

After reviewing his gains, Chen Ming didn't linger. He directly used his mind to click the "Time Travel" option on the system interface, which was emitting a faint glow, and his figure instantly disappeared from the living room.

The next moment, his figure appeared in the familiar World Number 1.

Upon arriving in World 1, Chen Ming, as usual, first materialized supplies for [Crimson].

With a wave of his hand, countless sophisticated metal components, energy cores, and rare minerals appeared out of thin air and were neatly stacked in the space city's huge warehouse.

Just as he was about to access the global surveillance footage from the Tianyan satellite, he suddenly received a call request from Neman Lomarin.

She is the daughter of the Lomarin family, one of the four great ducal families.

The Lomalin family has made "cultivating outstanding human beings" their top priority for centuries.

Neman and her twin sister, Princess Farina, are widely regarded as the greatest masterpiece of this ancient family over the past few centuries—not only because they possess stunning beauty and perfect figures, but also because they have exceptional intelligence, magical talent, and political acumen…

Chen Ming naturally wouldn't refuse a call invitation from such a stunning beauty. He lightly touched the confirmation button, and the call was immediately connected.

"My lord angel, I apologize for disturbing you."

Niman's voice was like a clear spring tinkling on jade, melodious yet carrying the unique reserve and elegance of nobility. "I have something important to discuss. May I ask you to come to my room?"

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Chen Ming's eyes.

If it's just about discussing business, you can simply state it directly in the communication—in this world of swords and magic, there's no need to worry about being eavesdropped on during calls.

Niman specifically invited him to talk in person, mostly because she was a young girl and wanted to see him.

"Of course, of course!"

Chen Ming readily agreed, his tone light, "I was just missing you too."

Before he finished speaking, space distorted slightly, and Chen Ming's figure disappeared from the space city.

The next second, he was already standing in Neman's bedroom.

The slight airflow from the teleportation disturbed a few strands of the thin fabric at the edge of the curtains, and sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting dappled light and shadow on the floor.

Chen Ming looked around and sincerely commented, "This room really has your style."

Niman was standing by the small desk by the window, her fair skin accentuated by a light purple dress.

Hearing Chen Ming's words, she turned around, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Is that a compliment?"

"of course."

Chen Ming took a few steps closer, his gaze sweeping over the furnishings in the room. "It suits your status as a noble lady; it's very tasteful, but not ostentatious."

Neman's room truly reflects the taste of the Lomalin family heir.

The elegant white oak furniture is intricately carved with vine patterns, its surface coated with a magical protective layer, gleaming with a warm sheen. The walls are a soft, pale gold, adorned with several landscape oil paintings, their delicate brushstrokes clearly those of a master. A small harp sits in one corner of the room, while on the other side, a bookshelf fills an entire wall, its books neatly arranged, the gilded titles on their spines shimmering slightly in the light…

The overall color scheme is bright and gorgeous, yet it doesn't feel tacky. There's a subtle beauty in the luxury, and every detail takes into account both practicality and aesthetics, while also revealing the gentle charm of a young woman—such as the bottle of fresh star dew flowers on the windowsill, or the few exquisite but understated jewelry boxes on the dressing table.

Of course, in terms of comfort alone, this place is far inferior to the "Tiangong" space city where Chen Ming now lives.

That perfect creation, suspended in near-Earth orbit, has an adjustable gravity environment, a panoramic transparent dome, an intelligent climate control system, and countless amenities that surpass the imagination of this era.

Over the past year, Chen Ming has invited Princess Niman and Princess Farina to visit several times.

This amazed the two sisters, who had been envious for a long time and had been planning their wedding so they could marry Chen Ming as soon as possible and move into that Sky City without any problems...

"It is an honor to receive your praise."

Niman nodded slightly, then turned to an archway on the inside of the room and instructed, "Farong, prepare flower tea and snacks."

"Yes, Lady Niman."

A tall, slender girl dressed in a black and white maid outfit stepped out in response.

Her movements were light and silent, her long silver-gray hair was neatly combed into a bun at the back of her head, revealing her beautifully shaped neck.

Fa Rong first gave Chen Ming a standard and elegant curtsy, her eyes calm and unwavering, and then turned around to prepare the tea set.

Chen Ming sat down on the soft chair by the window, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the pretty maid.

As a duke's daughter, Niman was always served by maids, so he was used to it.

But today, he took a few extra glances at this one—Fa Rong's demeanor was flawless, every movement was so precise it seemed measured. The curve of her wrist when brewing tea, the speed at which she poured hot water, the order in which she arranged the tea snacks—all were smooth and natural, clearly the result of rigorous training.

More importantly, even while performing these daily tasks, Farong's attention wasn't entirely focused on the work at hand. Her posture maintained a delicate balance, ready to shift in any direction at any moment; her peripheral vision constantly covered the various entrances and windows of the room; her breathing was steady and deep, a sign of the smooth circulation of magical energy within her…

Chen Ming could sense that the magic power contained within this maid far exceeded that of an ordinary magician!

Taking all these details into account, the answer is obvious: Farong is not only a maid, she must possess the core bloodline of the Lomarin family, and she is a confidante whom Neman absolutely trusts.

Moreover, ordinary servants would never be allowed to remain in the room and participate in his conversation.

Soon, Fa Rong placed an exquisite white porcelain tea set on the small round table between the two of them. A faint floral fragrance wafted from the teapot, mixed with the refreshing aroma of some rare tea leaves.

She poured tea for the two of them with fluid movements. As the tea poured into the cups, steam rose and formed tiny halos in the sunlight.

"Please use it, Lord Chen Ming."

After speaking, Farong stepped back half a step to Niman's side, clasped her hands together in front of her, and resumed her still, statue-like posture.

Chen Ming picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

The warm tea soup glides over the tip of the tongue, with distinct layers of floral and tea aromas, and a sweet aftertaste.

“Good tea!”

He sincerely praised, "This herbal tea recipe seems different from the previous ones?"

"Your sense of taste is indeed very keen."

Niman also picked up her teacup, her fingertips lightly touching the rim. "I added a little moonflower to the original recipe, which can calm the mind and help concentrate."

She paused, her eyes becoming serious. "After all, we need to remain absolutely calm about what we're about to discuss."

Chen Ming put down his teacup: "It seems there's a serious problem?"

Niman nodded, her expression grave.

She glanced at Farong first, and the maid nodded slightly. Then she poured magic into the magic bracelet, and an invisible soundproof barrier quietly unfolded, enveloping the entire room.

"The Lomarin family's intelligence network detected some unusual activity three days ago."

Niman lowered her voice, "Our most elite infiltrators have infiltrated the Yalan Cult headquarters, paying a considerable price, and have finally confirmed a top-secret piece of information—the current leader of the Yalan Cult was assassinated and replaced by a demon two weeks ago. Now, sitting on the throne is a demon. Therefore, Lady Yalan Carola is currently in extremely dangerous circumstances! The demons are even planning to set a trap to kill the hero Epona and then frame you..."

"I see, no wonder you came to find me."

Chen Ming nodded in understanding, quickly piecing together countless fragments of information in his mind.

He was already well aware of the status of the Yalan religion in this world—it was not only the largest religious organization, but also an entity that was almost like a "world operating system".

Almost every kingdom adopted Arran as its state religion, and its influence permeated the coronation ceremonies of the monarchy, the principles of lawmaking, the core curriculum of education, and even the moral norms of daily life.

This religion was established at the end of the "First Demon Tide" thousands of years ago. Its original mission was pure and noble: to act as the representative of the goddess Yalan on earth, to issue divine pronouncements, and to assist heroes in fighting against the invasion of the demon race.

Unlike the religions of the main world that are full of intrigue and deception, the uniqueness of Yalan religion lies in its undeniable authenticity.

The goddess is real, and the successive priestesses, Yalan Carola, can indeed hear the goddess's voice.

That was not divination or self-suggestion, but a clear, continuous, and verifiable divine message.

The goddess manages the smooth operation of the world through Carol, her "voice-transmitting window"—she does not interfere in every little detail, but provides guidance at key junctures: warnings of natural disasters, the awakening of heroes, and even the sealing of certain forbidden knowledge.

The Yalan religion is saving the world, and it has always been so.

This is a judgment that can be considered common sense.

It is precisely because of this unwavering protection that the majority of people in the world have developed a deep-seated trust in the Yalan religion.

Questioning Yalan religion is tantamount to questioning why the sky is blue or whether we need air to breathe.

Thinking about this, Chen Ming fully understood the Lomarin family's predicament.

If the Lomarin family were to directly attack the leader of the Yalan Cult, it would be tantamount to declaring war on the entire world.

Even within the Lomarin family, many members would likely find this action unacceptable.

The power of faith is sometimes harder to overcome than swords.

Moreover, even if the Lomarin family were to act recklessly, they still wouldn't be able to kill the demons!

So we had no choice but to turn to Chen Ming for help.

"Leave this to me!"

Chen Ming stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Niman and Farong, and looked at the bright silver ring in the sky.

After all, the Demon Clan's conspiracy this time was ultimately aimed at him!

It's probably because he killed five demons, putting immense pressure on the remaining three demons.

Although they are not afraid of death, death is merely a two-hundred-year slumber, after which they will awaken again.