Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

"Keep pursuing them, don’t stop. Make sure to drive those guys to the designated location... What’s the situation ahead?"

"Yes, Master, we have received the news, everything is proceeding according to plan."

"Hmm... I hope Xiang Yu surrenders sooner, or I’ll have to sing him a Farewell My Concubine."

Listening to Fang Zheng’s irritating voice outside the door, the girl clenched her fist. If it weren’t for that assassination attempt making Little Ying realize Fang Zheng was impervious to knife and gun, she would have hidden behind the door and stabbed him anyway!

At this moment, Little Ying couldn’t stay here any longer, but she couldn’t jump out the window either; that would completely give her away. So she looked around, then saw a small door beside her. Her eyes lit up and she quickly opened the door and slipped through.

Almost as soon as she closed the door behind her, the room’s main door opened, and Fang Zheng’s voice grew clearer.

"Alright, let the others prepare to rest, rotate, and constantly await frontline updates... Hmm, well then, I’ll eat first."

"Yes, Master."

Soon, footsteps sounded again, then the door closed. Hearing this, Little Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Though she was sure she hadn’t left any flaws, her previous panic made her unsure if she’d overlooked anything. Now it seemed... it should be fine.

Thinking this, Little Ying sighed with relief and began carefully observing the room she was in.

What the heck is this place?

She initially thought it was some kind of warehouse, but upon careful inspection, she froze. There stood a copper mirror, a bronze basin, and an unusually shaped rectangular tub. Little Ying stared at the strange tub for quite a while but couldn’t figure out what it was for.

Yet, a grown man with a dressing table, how useless!

"Thud!"

Just as Little Ying was inwardly complaining, a dull sound suddenly came from outside, immediately making her nervous. The next moment, Little Ying excitedly clenched her fists.

Could the poison have taken effect?!

Yes, that must be it. The sound must have been caused by the poison! Hahaha, that annoying guy, he’s finally dead!

But she couldn’t be sure, she had to check thoroughly. Thinking this, Little Ying slightly pushed the door open a crack and peered outside. Soon, she saw Fang Zheng lying on the floor, bleeding from seven orifices, motionless. The wine jug on the table had toppled over.

Did it work!?

Seeing this, Little Ying could hardly believe her eyes.

That man, that detestable guy, died just like that?!

To ensure he wasn’t feigning, she specifically waited for a moment, then saw Fang Zheng’s body indeed showed no signs of movement, seemingly lifeless. Only then did she step out of the room and approach Fang Zheng. For safety, she reached out her hand to probe under Fang Zheng’s nose and then felt his neck.

Yes, correct, no breath, no pulse; definitely dead!

Great, that annoying guy finally died!

Yet unexpectedly, looking at Fang Zheng’s fallen corpse, Little Ying didn’t feel as happy as she imagined; though happy, she didn’t have the "sweet revenge" satisfaction, nor the "hollow feeling post-revenge" pretentiousness often present in artsy novels, rather a very mixed tone.

How to say... using a mix of sorrow and joy to describe it could be a good choice?

"Ah..."

Watching Fang Zheng’s corpse on the ground, Little Ying sighed silently. Originally, she intended to kick him a few times, but there was no interest in that now, even feeling slightly lost. On reflection, this man wasn’t actually so bad. If it were someone else, they’d kill her without blinking upon catching her, but aside from bullying her, he wasn’t anything particularly different... Plus, he did keep his promise to let her go.

And that time...

Thinking this, Little Ying blushed again and shook her head.

Forget it, what’s the point of thinking about it?

After all, it’s all passed.

Little Ying glanced at Fang Zheng’s corpse again, then turned to leave. However, at this moment, a terrifying scene suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, the seemingly lifeless Fang Zheng opened his eyes, reached out to grab Little Ying’s ankle, opened his mouth, and moaned in pain.

"Ugh... uh... uh..."

"Ah---!!"

This sudden scene startled Little Ying. She screamed, jumped back, and forcefully shook Fang Zheng’s hand off. But Fang Zheng was now swaying as he rose from the floor, extending his hands towards Little Ying step by step, his mouth open wide, blood pouring from it.

"You, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you a person or a ghost?!"

At this moment, the girl was almost petrified with fear. Having never played Resident Evil, she naturally had no clue about zombies, yet a person who just died suddenly crawled back up, it was terrifying enough!

"Don’t come any closer, don’t!"

At this point, Little Ying couldn’t worry about being discovered and immediately screamed. Yet, no one was around, as if she were the only living being left in the world. Fang Zheng let out deep growls and approached the girl step by step. As Fang Zheng neared, Little Ying instinctively stepped back, leading her into the strange little room. But before Little Ying could close the door, there was an angry roar, followed by Fang Zheng breaking through the door, extending his arms, and diving in.

Soon, screams echoed.

"Aaaah!! Help, don’t eat me, don’t eat...!"

"Uh? Uh? You’re not dead? Impossible? How can you not be dead? Your heartbeat and breathing stopped just now..."

"Wait, wait, let me go, haven’t I failed this time? I dare not again, don’t..."

But before the words were completed, the next moment turned into a groan, then the sound of clashing and banging echoed from the room...

Thus, second by second, time passed until the Sun fell from the sky towards the western hill. The previously shut door finally opened with a "thud." Soon, Little Ying, disheveled and gasping, her face flushed, rushed out. She seemed fatigued, even needing support from the wall to stand steady after only taking a few steps.

"You, you, you bastard!"

Little Ying gritted her teeth, turned around, glaring behind her.

"You actually... I’ll remember this, I won’t let you off!"

"So what?"

At the same time, Fang Zheng also walked out from inside, and unlike Little Ying, Fang Zheng was feeling refreshed and full of energy. He even took a moment to tidy up his clothes.

"Does that mean you want to be dealt with again?"

"Ugh......"

Upon hearing this, Little Ying’s face turned as red as a monkey’s butt.

"No, don’t think that just because of this, you’ve won!!"

Throwing out a phrase often used by defeated generals, Little Ying turned around and dashed out of the room, disappearing without a trace.

"Hehehe, how interesting."

Watching the girl’s disappearing figure, Fang Zheng shook his head and smiled. Although Little Ying acted like she couldn’t wait to kill him, Fang Zheng knew that wasn’t the case at all. After all, words can lie, but reactions don’t. Upon realizing he wasn’t dead, Fang Zheng could feel Little Ying’s deep happiness and joy, she even willingly played along.

Although it was a bit awkward, that’s what makes it more interesting, doesn’t it?

That’s why women are really complex creatures.

Fang Zheng touched his face and looked at the cold dishes on the table. Of course, he would never get poisoned, as his body is formed by his Divine Soul, immune to all poisons.

But because of this, it made the other person’s reaction all the more interesting to observe.

Logically, the other person hating him would be the normal reaction. After all, Fang Zheng had never met her before, and at their first meeting, she tried to assassinate him, then attempted to do it two more times. That’s the typical victim-perpetrator relationship, isn’t it?

Hmm? Why put "victim" first?

Don’t sweat the small stuff like that.

So no matter how you look at it, she should hate him to the bone, but in reality, she seems a bit entranced by him.

That’s not logical, right?

But where in the world is everything logical?

Even though women are this complex and changeable, as long as you stick to your path, it’s possible...... Huh?

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly had a revelation.

Right, think about it carefully, aren’t women just like Chaos? As the saying goes, "A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets," the fickleness and changeability of women are mysteries within mysteries, much like Chaos. Like his adorable ones too, sometimes Fang Zheng couldn’t even guess what was running through their little heads, but does it matter?

Of course not, as long as everyone is happy together, isn’t that enough?

That’s right, exactly!

At this moment, Fang Zheng felt like he was struck by thunder, suddenly understanding a truth.

As the saying goes, do not desire to understand a woman, because you simply can’t, but in reality, do you need to? No, everyone has their own secrets and thoughts, trying to fully grasp every thought of another is sheer fantasy. But that’s not important either, what’s important is that as long as you get along well, right?

That’s right, it’s the same with Chaos and Order, why force every aspect of Chaos into the framework of Order? Let Chaos be Chaos and Order be Order, just like couples occasionally quarrel, so what if Chaos and Order have a bit of friction?

Of course, this also involves who takes the dominant position, that’s right, I understand now!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng clenched his fists tightly.

He knew how to alchemize the friction between Chaos and Order!

Deciding to act on it, Fang Zheng put aside the war with Xiang Yu, as it was already in the concluding stage and required no special attention from him. So he immediately left the room and found a remote mountain forest, then raised his hands once again.

Soon, the Primordial Fire representing Order and the Black Fire representing Chaos appeared once more.

This time, Fang Zheng didn’t try to find some balance as before, instead, he deliberately reduced the intensity of the Black Fire, and then flicked his right hand, watching as a pillar of fire shot out from the Primordial Fire and directly merged into the dark Chaos Flame!

With the Primordial Fire’s injection, the Chaos Flame immediately began to expand, twist, and grow more intense. However, Fang Zheng was unconcerned, thinking it was just acting tsundere like Little Ying before, calling him "don’t" while her body was entirely willing. So now to Fang Zheng, the Chaos Flame was just being a tsundere too, and he thought once he fully conquered it, there would be no problem!

Soon, the dazzling red Radiance of the Primordial Fire shone brighter and brighter amidst the dark obscure Chaos Flame. And the response of the Chaos Flame became more intense, trembling. Then.......

"Boom!!"

In the next moment, following some inexplicable mysterious logic, the bright red Primordial Fire and pitch-black Chaos Flame suddenly entwined, fused into one, transforming into a bizarre black-and-white intertwined pillar of fire soaring high into the sky!

It worked!

Fang Zheng could feel that at the moment this power erupted, a dense life force emerged, spreading from it. He could even see patches of grass emerging on the ground, vines beginning to grow, and even some originally withered trees showing renewed vitality!

"Hahahaha, it’s done, I’ve succeeded!!"

Looking at the boiling flame in his hand, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but laugh up to the sky.

"Hahahaha, hahaha, haha......"

Hmm? Something’s off?

Why do other novel protagonists gain Enlightenment from observing nature, mountains, waters, or the starry sky, while he derives insight from the relationship between men and women?

This has no flair at all!

Wait, could it be.......

At this moment, Fang Zheng’s face suddenly turned serious.

He could still remember that to combat the Chaos Knight, he borrowed the fate of a protagonist from the World of Love...... so to put it strictly, he’s currently like a male protagonist in a romance category......

Could it be this thing at work?!

At this moment, Fang Zheng was completely at a loss.

No wonder he couldn’t get any insights no matter how he looked at the world from north to south, couldn’t sense any world Truth, but the moment he met a cute girl, ideas abound, inspirations flowed...... it turns out, it was all the mess he made!

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