Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

Young Su Ting asked softly, "Is the memory module finished processing?"

The little girl nodded, her tone calm: "They have all entered the predetermined scenario, and their emotional fluctuations are stable within the breakdown threshold. We can proceed to the next step."

He nodded, walked to the console, and quickly slid his fingertips across the control panel, seemingly launching some ultimate program.

The little girl looked at him quietly: "Don't you feel guilty? Making them all go through all this?"

Young Su Ting did not answer.

Only a whisper, carried away by the wind in the ocean of data:

"If it weren't for me... there would have been worse options."

at this time--

Amidst the echoes of the hall, a woman's voice quietly rose, icy yet tinged with tenderness:

"Kids...the game isn't over yet."

Chapter 959 Destiny Has Begun

Immediately afterwards——

boom! ! !

The entire seventh floor trembled violently, as if it would collapse at any moment. In the distance, the last golden gate was slowly closing.

“Run,” young Su Ting looked up, “fate has begun its countdown.”

The woman's voice approached from behind, carrying a familiar sense of oppression:

"are you ready?"

Young Su Ting did not answer, but smiled slightly:

What do you think, Mom?

As the young Su Ting finished speaking, the entire platform began to collapse, as if it had been erased from the timeline by some invisible force.

The woman chuckled softly, "You're always smarter than I expected."

She walked slowly, wearing a long black and gold dress with silver threads draped over her shoulders, and her long, deep purple hair flowed like clouds. Her features were not youthful, yet she exuded an undeniable aura of power, each step seemingly treading on the core of data.

Young Su Ting didn't turn around. "Do you still remember me? Or are you just another redundant copy of experimental data in your eyes?"

“Of course I remember you,” the woman said gently. “You were my first ‘failure.’”

Young Su Ting finally turned around and stared into her eyes.

What separates them is not space, but an indescribable rift of fate.

"But you called me here now... is it because you have no other choice?" A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. "The seventh floor is about to collapse. The memory erasure has begun, and once the battle for authority breaks out—no one can stop them from waking up."

The woman frowned slightly. "Do you think I'd let them wake up?"

She raised her hand, and a golden rune suddenly appeared in the air, striking straight into the depths of the passage—the very place where Annie was.

there.

"Close your eyes!" Isha's projected girl suddenly pushed Annie away.

The seal blasted into the virtual space, and a large amount of data burst like bubbles, revealing a wasteland of raw code.

"She's here..." the little girl whispered, her body beginning to flicker.

"Who did you say?!" Annie gasped.

The little girl didn't answer; she just turned her head to look behind her.

Annie turned around and saw a huge figure slowly rising on the distant horizon—a woman's phantom, as if pieced together from hundreds of fragmented memories.

“She was the original creator,” the girl explained in a low voice, “and the mother of the system… and the key to its destruction.”

“Who…who created whom?” Annie frowned.

The girl smiled. "That's a good question. We are her dream."

at the same time--

Ron is battling against a barrage of books.

"I'm warning you! Don't think I really wouldn't dare destroy your database!!" he roared, his lightsaber flashing like a screen of light.

"You don't understand," the voice echoed again. "You don't belong here."

“I don’t belong, but I will win.” Ron gritted his teeth. “Tell me—who exactly is Suting? Who is he hiding from? Who is manipulating all of this?”

The bookshelf shook violently, and a new message suddenly popped up:

[File ID: Alpha-T. Identity verification incomplete... Loading complete personality data]

A familiar face appeared on the screen—it wasn't Su Ting.

It was a woman's face—a young woman with a radiant smile.

But then, that face aged rapidly, turned to ashes, and disappeared.

“That’s her…” Ron was stunned. “The system’s mother’s name… is Anna?”

Chapter 960 Killing me won't help

"Shut up!!" The voice exploded in anger.

In that instant, the entire space collapsed.

And in the City of Dreams—

The man remained standing, smiling as he watched the gray sparrow approach step by step.

“You still don’t understand,” he said. “You think finding clues will save her? The truth is often more painful than forgetting.”

"Shut up!" Gray Sparrow suddenly drew his dagger.

The man chuckled, but did not back down: "Killing me won't do any good. I'm just a memory; I won't really die."

"Then you shouldn't have provoked me."

As soon as Gray Sparrow finished speaking, a black knife suddenly appeared in the man's chest—and the person holding the knife was another version of herself.

The man was stunned: "You..."

The newly appeared gray sparrow said calmly, "You underestimate us."

The man in the old video had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "You are...which version of me?"

"I am the one who will ultimately make the decision."

She withdrew her sword, her figure blurring in the wind. And the city of dreams began to crumble—as if a greater entity had intervened.

Leah stood in the center of the great hall, watching the disintegrating human figures around her.

The elderly Su Ting still stood there, smiling.

"Who are you waiting for?" she demanded. "What kind of will do you want to hold in a vessel? All your memories? Or all your mistakes?"

The old man nodded. “All the choices overlap at this moment. I have divided myself into seven levels, hoping that in some future, an individual who truly understands us will appear.”

“That’s me?” Leah gritted her teeth.

“It’s you.” He stretched out a trembling hand. “Come, Leah. Let’s complete our greatest experiment.”

Leah neither reached out nor stepped back.

Just then, a cold voice rang out—it was Annie's urgent call through her communication device: "Leah! The seventh floor is collapsing! Don't be trapped by illusions! We have to get out!"

But on the other side...

Annie was trapped inside the stream of light by that woman and couldn't escape at all.

Only that one sentence kept repeating in her ears—

"My child, you do not choose your destiny, but you bear it."

Then—everything went blank.

But before the blank space appeared, Anne saw a picture.

A young girl lay in a crystal-like cocoon, her consciousness dormant. That was the real Isha, slumbering within the deepest core of the system.

She opened her arms to embrace the darkness, and accepted it.

In the distance, young Su Ting looked up at the collapsing data dome.

He muttered to himself, "The game has begun. Who will be the last player standing?"

"I will not lose to you."

The woman stood quietly behind him, her gaze fixed on his back.

She reached out and touched his shoulder with her fingertips: "You are still my child."

Young Su Ting slowly turned to the side and uttered his last line to her—

"Let's see who becomes 'human' first."