Fang Xian lay on the bed, Number 18 nestled quietly in his arms. A gentle mist veiled her azure eyes, and her usually neat short hair was now slightly disheveled, falling around her cheeks, adding to her allure.
Fang Xian gently raised his hand, his fingertips softly tracing Number 18's cheek, the delicate touch feeling like touching the most precious treasure in the world.
Number 18 smiled faintly, her eyes sparkling with love. She reached out and gently stroked Fang Xian's face. Her palm was slightly cool, yet it made Fang Xian's heart burn even hotter.
"Husband," Number 18 whispered, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a sweet warmth.
She leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against Fang Xian's cheek, sending a shiver through him.
Fang Xian could no longer suppress his love. He lowered his head slightly and gently touched Number 18's forehead with his lips, the delicate touch intoxicating him.
Then, his lips traced her forehead, slowly moving to her brows and eyes. Number 18 gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Fang Xian's kiss continued downwards, landing on the tip of Number 18's nose. His movements were gentle and affectionate, as if handling a fragile treasure.
Number 18 couldn't help but chuckle softly, her laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells, echoing in the quiet room.
She opened her eyes, filled with deep affection and love, and proactively raised her head, responding to Fang Xian's kiss with her own.
Their lips were pressed tightly together, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Their kiss was passionate and lingering, filled with their deep longing and love for each other.
Fang Xian gently wrapped his arms around No. 18's waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace, as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.
Number 18 reached out and tightly wrapped her arms around Fang Xian's neck, her body trembling slightly as she felt the burning passion in his heart.
After a long while, they slowly separated, their breathing slightly rapid.
A faint blush rose on Number 18's cheeks. She leaned gently against Fang Xian's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart filled with happiness and contentment.
Fang Xian looked down at Number 18 in his arms, his eyes full of doting tenderness. He gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Wife, come here."
Number 18 looked up, her pretty face flushed, shyly responding softly.
"Okay..."
...
Fang Xian handed a pile of "items" to Number 18.
"Use them all."
"Okay..."
[Ding! Number 18 consumed one each of the following: "Attribute Enhancer," "Universal Stone," "Anti-Poison Pill," "Poison Pill," "Black Tortoise Meat," "White Tiger Meat," "War God's Blood," "Golden Divine Gift," "Red Divine Gift," "Comprehension Pill," "Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Essence Blood," "Dark Abyss Demon Dragon Essence Blood," and "Dark Night Elf Essence Blood." 71,000 copies of each were returned.]
Although Number 18 was already very powerful, the items Fang Xian gave him wouldn't be very useful, but he couldn't show favoritism; he had to treat everyone equally.
He still gave Number 18, 3,000 bottles of "Attribute Enhancer," and 10,000 copies of each of the others.
Everything was ready. Now Fang Xian needed to properly inquire with Number 18 about the "Special Grade World."
"Wife, tell me about the 'Special Grade World'."
Number 18 wasn't particularly interested in the "tool" Fang Xian gave her, but his use of "wife" was quite effective.
Her pretty face flushed, and she looked at Fang Xian with adoration in her eyes, responding with "Husband."
With Number 18's explanation, Fang Xian gained a slight understanding of the "Special Grade World."
As the name suggests, the "Special Grade World" is the most advanced and powerful world.
Various races coexist within it, the most powerful of which are—gods.
Number 18 is an "artificial human," a type of humanoid magical artifact.
Her creator is a powerful god with immense influence in the "Special Grade World," named
—Willow Goddess-Liu Shen.
Willow Goddess is a powerful overlord in the "Special Grade World," possessing top-tier strength.
She is also widely recognized as one of the most beautiful fairies.
Because number 18 is an "artificial being," not a true life form and relatively weak, it was able to travel to other lower-level worlds using the "Extraterrestrial War" and special magic arrays.
As for the "Great Dao Fruit" it nurtured, it was naturally for Willow God's use.
At this point, number 18 couldn't help but feel worried.
"Husband, you've offended Willow God; you must avoid her."
"The upcoming war with the 'Advanced Worlds' should ideally end in a draw, so we might not encounter the 'Special-Grade Worlds.'"
Number 18 knew Fang Xian's strength well; even if they encountered an "Advanced World," he could easily win.
But facing a "Special-Grade World," even if Fang Xian had the strength to fight, he couldn't overcome the massive group of powerful individuals within the "Special-Grade World."
If they attacked together, Fang Xian would find it difficult to win.
Fang Xian nodded, deep in thought.
Number 18's words reminded him that there were only two ways to compete with a "Special Grade World":
One: The overall strength of the Great Thousand Worlds must rise to a level where they can contend with a "Special Grade World."
Two: Fang Xian's strength must be enough to single-handedly resist everyone in a "Special Grade World."
Neither of these is easy.
The Great Thousand Worlds' foundation is not deep to begin with; achieving overall strength comparable to a "Special Grade World" is unrealistic.
It's also difficult for Fang Xian to single-handedly defeat the entire "Special Grade World," but it's not impossible.
That is, to gather all the beautiful women in the Great Thousand Worlds who meet the criteria, and then work day and night like a "workaholic," constantly increasing the system's return multiplier to obtain a large amount of "Attribute Boosting Agents."
After all, the "God-Level Multiplier Return System" has no upper limit; it returns as much as you have.
But doing this is still a bit too much; it feels like it will be punished by "Heaven's Will."
He thought about it and decided against it; he didn't want to become a "titled god."
Besides that, there was another way: to contract the entire Great Thousand World.
Although he didn't know what he would gain from the contract, it would definitely cause a qualitative change in his strength.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Android 18 with curiosity.
Although number 18 was an android, she had lived in a "Special Grade World" for 120,000 years; she must know something.
"Wife, do you know how to contract the 'Origin of the World,' or how to contract the Great Thousand World?"
Number 18 frowned slightly, crossed her arms, and recalled intently.
In fact, the biggest beneficiaries of each "Extraterrestrial War" are the "Special-Grade Worlds."
They seize the opportunity to acquire the "World Origin" of other worlds, but they don't use it to fuse with the "World Origin" of "Special-Grade Worlds," since the "World Origin" of "Special-Grade Worlds" is little known.
Therefore, they use the "World Origin" they seize to enhance their own strength.
Some, like Willow God, use humanoid "magical artifacts" to cultivate "Great Dao Fruits" in other worlds.
And some deities utilize the faith in them from other worlds to gain extraordinary power.
Fang Xian's "Attribute Integration" is somewhat similar, both utilizing people's faith in him to gain a temporary boost in strength.
After much thought, Number 18 finally found some clues.
Fang Xian was overjoyed and quickly sought guidance from Number 18.
A day and a night of instruction and teaching had been incredibly enlightening for Fang Xian, leaving him with many insights.
Number 18 was equally fruitful; the journey to acquire knowledge proceeded very smoothly.
Fang Xian slowly stood up, opened the window, looked at the towering trees, and his eyes were filled with confidence.
"The Origin of the World"
—is mine.