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

They were just used to this kind of harmless banter among family members, or rather, it was a way for them to flirt with Chen Ming and seek more attention. Deep down, they had absolutely no malicious intent to exclude new members or create family conflicts!

Seeing Benedict's tearful appearance, as if she were an abandoned little animal, the two were immediately filled with guilt.

"Ah! No, no! That's definitely not what I meant, meow~!"

Linia was the first to rush over, waving her arms vigorously in front of her chest, her cat ears flattening back in anxiety, and her tail standing up nervously. "We-we were just joking! We were just being cute to the boss, meow!"

She spoke rapidly, like a machine gun, and her large red eyes were full of sincerity.

Prusena followed closely behind, her dog ears drooping, her tail wagging nervously, and she stammered, adding:

"Yes, yes! What we actually meant was... that we might not be charming enough, and we're a little worried about being abandoned by the boss! We had absolutely no intention of saying anything bad about you! Please, please don't misunderstand, and don't apologize! We're the ones who should apologize!"

She even gave a slight bow in Benedict's direction.

After hastily explaining and apologizing, the two women began to use their unique way of "joking around" to try to liven up the atmosphere and defuse the awkwardness.

Linia turned around, patted Kimbisa, who was closest to her, on the shoulder, and said in a deliberately mature tone, "Hey, Kimbisa, look, we already have a fifth sister in the family so soon, meow. As the 'veteran,' you must be under a lot of pressure, right? Keep up the good work and stay charming, meow~!"

Prusena immediately chimed in, clenching her little fist in a gesture of encouragement: "Although the new opponent looks very strong, and the situation is a bit unfavorable! But! I believe that Kimbisa will definitely be able to firmly maintain her number one position! Don't give up easily!"

The two of them were trying to steer the conversation away from the main topic, indirectly telling Benedict through teasing Kimberly that "we often joke like this in our family, so don't mind it," while also subtly acknowledging the new member's sisterly status.

But these words had a completely different meaning to Jin Bisha.

Seeing these two clowns acting silly again, Jin Bisha was both annoyed and amused. She had a gentle personality, but that didn't mean she wouldn't fight back.

She gently brushed aside Lynia's hand from her shoulder, gave them a feigned angry glare, then raised her chin, a mixture of happiness and pride on her face, and said:

"But my husband loves me dearly too! He won't be swayed by a few words from you!"

Upon hearing this, Linia and Prusena exchanged a glance and immediately began to act.

They both sniffed at the same time, pretending to wipe away non-existent tears from the corners of their eyes with the backs of their hands, making an exaggerated expression of extreme sympathy.

"Waaah... Did you hear that, Prusena? Kimbisa is so strong, meow~ Even though she might be feeling really uneasy inside, she's still trying to comfort herself like this, meow~"

Linia said, her voice choked with emotion.

Prusena nodded vigorously, echoing, "It's heartbreaking! But reality is cruel. Kimbisa's personality is too gentle, and her presence is sometimes as faint as a background. As the boss's harem continues to grow and new people come in one by one, she will inevitably be gradually pushed to the sidelines and become less and less favored!"

As their ramblings became increasingly outrageous, Jin Bisha finally lost her composed smile, a hint of genuine panic flashing in her eyes. She instinctively glanced at Chen Ming:

"Eh...no, that kind of thing won't happen...right, Ming?"

"Of course!"

Chen Ming gave his earnest affirmation, then stepped forward and gently embraced Jin Bisha, patting her back to comfort her.

"I love you deeply, and this love will not fade with time, nor will it diminish with the expansion of our family!"

Indeed, it's more sincere to express love clearly and explicitly.

After Chen Ming made this declaration, the living room was quiet for a moment, then soft clapping sounds rose up.

Jin Bisha, who was held tightly in his arms, blushed so much that her ears turned bright red. She gently punched him with her small fist, her expression filled with endless shyness.

"Hey~ Ming~ Everyone's watching~ Let go quickly..."

"Wasn't it you who wanted to ask that?"

"Then...in that case..." Jin Bisha lifted her head slightly from his embrace and suggested softly, "Should we tell the younger sisters too?

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming looked around and saw Loki's beautiful eyes smiling gently as she gazed at him; Linia and Prusena were a little embarrassed, but their tails and ears stood straight up, their eyes filled with the expectation of "We want to hear it too!"; even Benedict came down the stairs, her icy blue eyes filled with the starlight of longing to be included in this love.

So he smiled, opened his arms, and invited:

"Come on, you are all my wings!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Qixi was the first to move. Her face was flushed with happiness, like a bluebird returning to its nest. Without hesitation, she threw herself into Chen Ming's open arms and nestled beside him.

Linia and Prusena cheered and rushed over to hug Chen Ming tightly, their furry ears rubbing against his arms and cheeks, their tails wagging happily.

As the newest member, Benedict deliberately slowed down, waiting for her seniors to find comfortable spots before gently, almost reverently, wrapping her arms around Chen Ming's waist from the side, pressing her face against his back, and feeling the reassuring warmth.

Logically speaking, a man's arm span and lap space can only accommodate two women at the same time.

But today, Chen Ming made a new discovery: when the girls were proactive enough, full of love and tolerance for each other, and willing to rely on each other closely, his arms and heart miraculously embraced five like-minded partners at once.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that these girls all have slender waists and light, agile figures.

If it were someone with broad shoulders and a burly build, carrying just one would probably be enough to test one's arm length.

At this moment, he was surrounded by warmth, fragrance, and affection, and his heart was filled with indescribable satisfaction—this home, composed of girls of different races, personalities, and experiences, was his gentle refuge.

After breakfast ended in a warm but slightly chaotic atmosphere (mainly due to the competition for Chen Ming's attention), Luo Qixi, with a hint of nervousness as a first-time teacher, hurriedly set off for the Magic University to officially begin her teaching career.

After watching her leave, Chen Ming set off again, teleporting to the Boreas family home to continue teaching Alice.

Since that night at the birthday party when the two slept in the same bed, Alice's attitude has changed significantly and positively, and she has become more straightforward and serious when facing Chen Ming.

During magic class, she would listen more attentively and try her best to understand every difficult point; she also reduced her avoidance and complaints about cultural courses, which she had never been good at and even somewhat resistant to.

Although the pace of progress varied, Chen Ming clearly sensed the teacher's willingness to work hard. This made him very gratified, and he became even more dedicated to teaching...

Chapter 339: The Transfer Event

……

Time flies, and two years have passed quietly, like a babbling brook in a courtyard.

During this period, Alice's education went very smoothly, and she made great progress in all aspects of her studies.

In terms of swordsmanship, she already possessed outstanding physical qualities and combat intuition. Under the training of Sword King Kyrianu, her progress was nothing short of miraculous. In just two years, she successfully advanced from an intermediate swordsman to an advanced swordsman. Her sword techniques became increasingly sharp and precise, and her attacks gained a composure that she had previously lacked, no longer relying solely on brute force.

As for magic courses, Alice's progress is also going smoothly. Under Chen Ming's patient guidance, she can now steadily chant incantations to cast intermediate spells of various elements.

Whether it's "Wind Armor" for enhancing defense and speed, "Rain Arrow" for area-of-effect attacks, "Fire Blast" for instant high damage, or "Dungeon" for restricting enemy movement, she can execute them relatively successfully after concentrating her mind; however, there's still room for improvement in her casting speed.

That being said, Alice encountered a significant bottleneck when advancing to higher levels of magic.

According to Chen Ming's detailed investigation, the problem was mainly due to her insufficient total amount of magic power.

Higher-level magic requires a larger and more stable flow of magic power to construct. With Alice's current magic power capacity, even if she understands the principle, she often fails to construct it due to insufficient magic power.

However, Chen Ming was not in a hurry.

Because accumulating magic power is a relatively slow process, it cannot be rushed.

In any case, his primary purpose in teaching Alice magic was to cultivate a relationship with her, not to expect her to become a comrade-in-arms.

Therefore, he slowed down the teaching pace of advanced magic, instead letting her continue to solidify the foundation of intermediate magic, while guiding her to engage in more effective meditation to accumulate magical power.

For him, Alice's healthy and happy growth was more important than forcibly breaking through a certain magic level.

……

However, Chen Ming did not give Alice a lesson today as usual.

He had informed Alice early on that today was her day off and she was free to arrange her time as she pleased.

Chen Ming made this arrangement because his mind was already focused on another, more important matter.

If he remembers correctly, yesterday was Rudius's 10th birthday;

Today marks the day that magical disaster known as the "Transfer Event" will erupt, an event that will alter the fates of countless people.

He stood quietly atop the walls of a makeshift city.

This city was built from scratch at an astonishing pace over the past few years.

Its location is not within the original territory of Fituia, but on a relatively flat and open piece of land leased from a neighboring territory.

The city wall was built from a mixture of sturdy logs and rammed earth. Although it was not as majestic and eternal as a stone wall, it was strong enough to withstand ordinary monsters and harsh weather.

The town is laid out in an orderly manner, with streets crisscrossing. Although most of the buildings are simple and practical, lacking elaborate decorations, they are arranged in an orderly fashion, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys, creating a unique atmosphere of life in a new settlement, a mix of busyness and anticipation.

Chen Ming's gaze pierced through hundreds of miles, landing in the direction where the Fetoia territory originally stood.

After six years of unremitting efforts, more than 90 percent of the people in the territory of Fituia—including the vast majority of farmers, hunters, artisans, and ordinary soldiers—have been relocated in batches to this temporary city named "New Fituia" and several similar, smaller settlements in the surrounding area, under the decree of Lord Sauros and with the financial support provided by Chen Ming.

At Chen Ming's suggestion, Lord Sauros implemented a work-for-relief policy: the lord's mansion provided basic food rations and meager wages, while the relocated people participated in various tasks such as planning, construction, reclamation, and building fortifications of the new city.

This not only avoids the laziness and waste of resources that may arise from simple relief, but also allows people to rebuild their homes and gain a sense of belonging through labor, and also accelerates the formation of this refuge city.

Of course, not everyone was willing to obey this seemingly "abrupt" and "costly" relocation order.

There are always some people who, out of deep attachment to the land, an inability to part with their existing property, or a deep disbelief in the lord's warnings, resolutely refuse to leave their ancestral homes.

Among these people were stubborn minor nobles who owned vast tracts of fertile land and estates; wealthy merchants who owned numerous shops in major towns within their territories; and a few ordinary elderly people who were unwilling to leave their homes.

Persuasion, warnings, and even offering compensation solutions have had little effect.

When Lord Sauros was at his wit's end and came to Chen Ming again for advice on what to do.

Chen Ming simply gave the sentence that Shaoluosi would later ponder repeatedly:

"Let go of your urge to help others and respect their fate. What you can do is clearly explain the risks and provide practical solutions. Those who trust you and are willing to follow you, you have already led them to safety, and that is enough! As for those who choose to stay for various reasons... everyone must be responsible for their own understanding and choices; you cannot save everyone!"

These words brought a great sense of relief to Sauros.

As for Chen Ming, he felt no psychological pressure whatsoever; he had already done a great deed by saving so many people.

At this moment, he stood alone on the wall, the morning breeze rustling the hem of his clothes.

Sudden--

The sky above the former site of the Fetoia Territory began to undergo a violent color distortion without warning.

Brown, black, purple, yellow... these strange colors, not commonly seen in nature, are like a giant overturned palette, wildly and chaotically spreading, rolling, and intertwining across the sky.

They are not static, but form a slowly rotating magical vortex that covers most of the sky visible to the naked eye!

Even though they were separated by such a great distance, the people in the temporary city could clearly feel the heart-palpitating magical fluctuations originating from the center of the vortex!

This is by no means any known natural phenomenon, but a terrifying harbinger of a colossal, earth-shattering magic being unleashed!

"Look! Look over there!"

"My God... what is that light?!"

"Magic! I can feel it, it's terrifying magic!"

"What the lord said... could it be true?!"

"Thank goodness we moved out! Thank God!"

The temporary city of "New Fituia" was instantly thrown into a huge commotion.

All the people who saw the strange phenomenon in the sky, whether they were craftsmen at work, merchants in the market, women and children at home, or guards on the city walls, were stunned and then burst into shouts, discussions and clamor of relief.

The terrifying changes in the sky proved more powerfully than any decree or preaching how correct and timely Lord Sauros's seemingly absurd order to relocate was!

Countless people looked toward the lord's manor, their eyes filled with gratitude, but also with deep concern for those relatives and friends who insisted on staying in their old home.

The people of "New Fitoa" who were survivors of the catastrophe were not the only ones who noticed the earth-shattering change in the sky.

In the far south of the central continent, atop the Crimson Dragon Mountains, a place perpetually scorching hot, with surging magma and inhabited by crimson dragons, a figure stopped in his tracks.

【Dragon God】Orstide, the man with long silver hair, golden vertical pupils, and a face as cold and stern as ancient ice, slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed precisely on the distant western sky.

Even at such an astonishing distance, the massive and unusual gathering of magical energy was still clearly visible, like a beacon fire in the night.

"Magic is gathering on a massive scale in an unusual way...?"

Orstide's brow furrowed slightly, a rare occurrence, and his deep voice carried an almost imperceptible hint of doubt. "This nature, this scale... has never appeared in the hundreds of previous cycles. Where did things go wrong? Has some key variable been changed?"

He straightened his face, a hint of surprise and deep thought mixed in with his usual cold expression.

As an being who has experienced countless cycles of time, he possesses an extraordinary memory of the major events that might occur in this world. However, the sudden magical vortex before him is completely beyond his planned script.

This aroused his high alert.

"never mind."

After a brief moment of thought, Alsterd made his decision, his voice regaining its indifference, "Staying here and daydreaming will do no good. Go and see for yourself, and you'll naturally find out what happened, and who, or what, triggered this extraordinary turn of events."

So he strode forward, heading straight toward the center of the magical vortex without hesitation.

His footsteps trod over the massive carcass of a red dragon, the viscous dragon blood hissing on the scorching ground and rising into pungent white smoke.

The surrounding rocks and the sky were filled with an astonishing number of red dragons.

They possess powerful bodies, the ability to breathe fire, and considerable intelligence, making them absolute predators that strike fear into the hearts of countless races on the Central Continent.

However, at this moment, not a single red dragon dared to utter even the slightest hostile growl at the seemingly calm figure below, let alone launch an attack.