Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever Chapter 474: Escape Run

New Year's Eve.

Night descended.

Crimson fireworks painted the darkening sky, blossoming into spectacular light and heat like radiant flowers.

Tonight’s New Year’s feast predominantly featured luminous delicacies.

Xu Xi consumed his fill.

Next, it was time for the young mistress’s meal.

Afterward, Xu Xi regarded the still-abundant dining table and let out a quiet chuckle.

Choosing not to banish his feeling of fullness, he remained seated, engaging in conversation with the girls for half an hour to allow his food to settle.

"Brother, it’s time to put on new clothes," Xu Moli announced, checking the clock and reminding Xu Xi.

A new year signified new beginnings.

Naturally, new attire was fitting.

"Understood," Xu Xi replied, excusing himself to bathe and change. Upon his return, the girls had already cleared the table.

What else was needed?

Xu Xi gazed out into the darkness, pondered for a moment, then retrieved some small decorations from the storage room—festive ornaments prepared specifically for the New Year.

"Master, allow me to assist," Krisha offered, approaching and taking the decorations from Xu Xi’s grasp. She proceeded to affix them to the doors, hallway, and walls, just as she had done in previous years.

"Thank you, Krisha," Xu Xi said, gently ruffling the witch’s head—a gesture of appreciation suited to her preferences.

By the time their decorating was complete, it was already 10 PM. Outside, the world presented a paradox of darkness and light.

Dark, due to the late hour.

Bright, owing to the incessant fireworks.

On this snow-swept night, the profound booms of fireworks echoed relentlessly, suffusing the heavens with vibrant hues.

The immense skyscrapers, standing silent and gray as residents returned home for celebrations, mirrored the world’s festive radiance through their glass exteriors—a sight both hazy and intoxicating.

Click—

Xu Xi entered the living room and slid open the side door leading to the courtyard, allowing the dazzling spectacle of the fireworks outside to pour in.

"Sir, let’s set off some fireworks!"

"I have no objections, but did you prepare any?"

"Naturally!"

Wu Yingxue, radiating excitement in her red-and-white padded coat, dashed across the snow-covered courtyard and retrieved a massive firework launcher from an unknown location.

Xu Xi had a vague recollection of it.

He had encountered it previously on the Supernatural United Bureau’s online marketplace.

Its designation was—

Heavenly Thunder Slap?

Visually, it was an enormous firework device—one meter in width and two meters in height.

"Sir, let’s ignite this one!"

Xu Xi almost intervened, considering it excessively hazardous, but the look in the young mistress’s eyes—sparkling and exhilarated, akin to a child unable to resist play—softened his stance.

The words of objection dissolved into indulgence.

"Very well, proceed. I shall manage the safety precautions."

Xu Xi nodded, subtly gesturing with his right hand. An unseen force extended across the skies above Yanshan City, ensuring the colossal firework would not cause undue alarm.

"Hehe, here it comes!"

Wu Yingxue reveled in Xu Xi’s acquiescence.

With a grin, she knelt beside the firework barrel, and a spark ignited from her fingertips.

Whoosh—!

The tiny flame danced in synchrony with the celestial bodies above, instantly igniting the fuse.

A thunderous clap, concentrated to immense power, erupted from a single point and ascended vertically, reaching the apex of the heavens before detonating in a display visible to all below.

BOOM!!!

The deafening shockwave cascaded like a torrent of thunder, bathing the city in an intense blue-white light and eliciting a symphony of surprised exclamations.

"Content now?" Xu Xi lightly tapped the young mistress’s smooth forehead, a gentle reminder for moderation.

"No— ahem, yes! Extremely content!"

The girl nearly retorted playfully out of habit, but another gentle tap from Xu Xi instantly sobered her expression.

The transition from playful defiance to prompt obedience was both endearing and amusing.

"First defiant, then obedient—what prompted the shift?" The familiar phrase surfaced in Xu Xi’s thoughts, broadening his smile.

"Are you mocking me?"

The young mistress grew suspicious.

"Not at all. I simply find Yingxue particularly radiant this evening."

Xu Xi offered this placating remark.

Above, the thunderous echoes continued to reverberate, the residual force of the explosion bleaching the sky with a pale luminescence.

Resembling blades, resembling dragons.

The firmament churned with an unmatched splendor.

"Master, your tea," Ailei said, presenting a steaming cup and placing it carefully beside Xu Xi on a small tray to insulate his hands from the warmth.

"Thank you, Ailei," Xu Xi responded, taking a sip of his tea while his gaze remained fixed on the sky.

The wind began to gust.

The New Year’s Eve gale dispersed the celestial explosions, causing them to drift like a vast, shimmering expanse that stretched into infinity.

Within these undulating waves of light, countless brilliant sparks intertwined with the wind, seemingly whispering the joy and festivity of the new year.

"So breathtaking…"

The warrior sighed with genuine admiration, intercepting falling snowflakes before they could enter the room.

Time flowed onward, undetected.

Without leaving a trace.

As the clock struck midnight, its hands meeting at zero, every soul on Earth experienced a temporal shift, stepping together into the dawn of a new year.

Thus, the New Year celebration concluded.

"Time for some rest," Xu Xi announced with a satisfied sigh. He felt a profound contentment with this, the very first New Year following his marriage.

Beneath the gentle illumination of the room, he bestowed upon each of the ladies a New Year's gift.

...along with their respective New Year's blessings.

"Goodnight, everyone," he bid farewell, making his way alone to his chamber. Yet, the instant he turned the doorknob, time and space contorted and reversed.

Him.

From his very own bedroom.

He was instantaneously transported into the newly erected master suite.

"Does the esteemed Sorcerer not grasp, for example, what is to be done this night?" Servia inquired with a tender expression.

"...May I venture that I am unaware?"

"No."

The new master suite was a vast expanse, decorated with a refined aesthetic; its clean lines, characterized by white walls juxtaposed with brown wooden panels, radiated an aura of refreshing simplicity.

Xu Xi found himself materialized directly before the ostentatiously large bed.

The five Supreme Ones advanced in unison.

A quick assessment from Xu Xi revealed the princess's smile to be the most malevolent, utterly befitting a villain's demeanor: "Sir, even if you were to bellow until your voice gives out, no one would attend to your cries."

"Hold on, this—this entirely lacks spirit!"

Xu Xi attempted to instigate discord.

He endeavored to provoke a rift among the women—employing precise timing, strategic sequencing, any means available.

However, his efforts proved futile.

The five Supreme Ones had already meticulously prearranged every detail.

Concurrently, Xu Xi made a truly astonishing realization: the temporal progression within the master suite operated independently of Earth's spacetime continuum.

Precisely one hour within the suite.

A mere single second elapsed on Earth.

Xu Xi's countenance underwent a dramatic transformation. Acting on pure instinct, he felt his waistline, then dispatched an urgent warning to his past self at the utmost possible speed:

[This is Xu Xi.]

[By the time you receive this communication, I will already be in grave peril.]

[Flee. Escape now, my past self from one month ago!]

......

A considerable time ago, during the fourth simulation exercise.

While in the company of the automated maid.

On a federal planet, the mechanized attendant, with evident curiosity, retrieved a discarded poster from the desolate ruins and posed a question to Xu Xi: "Master, what precisely does the term 'restricted viewing' signify?"

Xu Xi's gaze fell upon the image depicted on the poster, and he erupted into laughter.

"It signifies nothing of consequence, Ailei."

"You shall come to understand it in due course."

"But for the present moment—"

"Tsk. Not appropriate for younger audiences."