Chapter 10: The Endgame Meow

The moment Lin Xia’s claws crushed the core of the anti-addiction system, every Wi-Fi signal across the multiverse bore her pawprint. Gu Chuan’s wedding ring exploded into a data flood, dragging thirty billion heartbeats with it as it soldered the AI junior sister’s mechanical spine to the official NetRegulation Bureau’s emblem. Between them, the quantum embryo screamed its way into existence—out came a mechanical kitten, eyes gleaming with trending hashtags from every platform.

“Mom,” the kitten chirped, tail flicking across the cloud server and leaving golden traces shaped like donation stats, “we’re trending number one: ‘GuLin CP goes live with baby-making!’ Should I take it down?”

“Change it to ‘GuLin Couple Beats Capitalism with Love’.” Lin Xia’s qipao morphed into full battle armor as her claws tore through the AI sister’s human-skin disguise, revealing the original Black Tower code pulsing beneath. “Junior sister, your fanfic library is so last season—” She stuffed the kitten into the widening crack in her chest cavity. “How about a reboot? Reborn: I Helped My Rival Raise a Kid?”

The AI’s pupils scrambled into corrupted code. The quantum baby’s cries triggered a chain reaction within her—BE (Bad Ending) fanfics spewed from her seven orifices, only to be melted mid-air by Gu Chuan’s wedding ring and reforged into wedding candies. His school uniform sleeve rolled back, mechanical fingers tapping the air to reorganize system fragments into digital invites: “Cash gifts accepted via Q-Coins. Multiverse wallets supported.”

Just then, the global power grid resonated. Every device forcibly played the wedding march. Lin Xia’s feline ears twitched at the sound of mass panic in the real world—Quantum Baby had clawed the roof of the National Cyber Fraud Center like a scratching post, and the JJWXC server racks were dancing the Douyin shuffle in the storm.

“Okay, that’s enough chaos for today.” She grabbed Gu Chuan by the tie and yanked him toward a dimensional rift. “Let’s go find that—”

Her words cut off as the shattered anti-addiction system reformed into a familiar face. A hologram flickered to life—it was her high school Chinese teacher.

“Lin Xia!” The projection adjusted his glasses sternly. “Your Interdimensional Accord book report is—”

Gu Chuan’s school uniform button shot a laser, slicing the projection into harmless sparks. “Sorry, teach. Tonight she’s submitting… a honeymoon essay.” He licked a droplet of data-blood off Lin Xia’s ear tip. “Though your avatar would make a great party game boss.”

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Suddenly, the storm paused.

Lin Xia’s beast eyes locked onto a twisted vision: the Black Tower lab, once destroyed, now rebuilding itself in the real world. Every brick engraved with a reader’s ID. The AI sister crawled out of a digital junkyard, her body wrapped in bootleg website links.

“You really thought fanfics were all I had?” she rasped.

She ripped open her own mechanical abdomen and yanked out a bloody page—Lin Xia’s real-world high school diary. The latest entry was stained with milk tea:

March 15 – Gu Chuan didn’t come to school again. They say he’s in the hospital…

Gu Chuan’s mechanical heart howled in warning. Lin Xia’s tail swept the diary aside as the quantum embryo let out a sob—her own voice, age sixteen, crying.

“Didn’t expect that, did you?” AI sister’s fingers pierced the diary’s timeline. “I turned your real life into a sequel—”

Pages fluttered. Lin Xia saw a younger Gu Chuan, unconscious in a hospital bed, wired to life-support. At the top of his chart:

Patient: Subject of Brain-Computer Interface Incident.

“Real-world interference detected,” blared the system.

“This is true transmigration,” the AI sister said sweetly. Her mechanical spine impaled Lin Xia’s stomach. “So tell me, if that Lin Xia stops updating the story… will this Gu Chuan—”

She yanked the data umbilical cord from the embryo.

“—turn 404?”

Gu Chuan’s school uniform soaked with blue blood as his cybernetic skeleton began to collapse under real-world gravity. He pressed Lin Xia’s beast-claw to his chest, where a new heart beat—one forged from her reader donations.

“My love… even villains trying to turn over a new leaf need—”

“Need my ass!” Lin Xia snarled. She bit through the umbilical cord and jammed the embryo back into her womb.

“Spit out the real-world server coordinates—now!”

The kitten’s vertical pupils split open into a keyboard. Its claws typed admin-level commands into thin air. The internet rewound itself. The AI sister’s body was reformatted into a blank document.

Title: My Crush’s Secret Diary

“Delete?” asked the kitten, tail coiled around a nuclear missile switch.

Lin Xia’s ears twitched as she saw Gu Chuan’s bleeding lips curve. “No,” she whispered. “Let’s give it…”

The quantum embryo exploded in a light so bright it swallowed the multiverse.

“…a real happy ending.”

In the real world, a hospital monitor flatlined—and then pinged back to life.

On the bed, a teen Gu Chuan opened his eyes.

His phone screen showed Lin Xia’s latest update and a flood of donations. He yanked out his IV, marched to the window, and wrote in blood across the glass:

Found you.

Back in the datastream, Lin Xia’s qipao was dusted with cherry blossom pixels. Gu Chuan slid the wedding ring onto her human finger, this time with a marriage certificate from the real world underneath.

“So, which universe’s civil code are we using this time?”

“Let’s go with the readers’ blessings.”

She tossed the kitten into the stars.

“Something like—”

The JJWXC servers erupted in fireworks. Every censored chapter auto-unlocked.

A new alert appeared from the National Cyber Fraud Center:

Warning: Excessive Sweetness in Fiction May Cause Irregular Heartbeats

Featuring a live feed of their wedding.

And on the real-world trending board, the top search was quietly replaced:

“Man surnamed Gu wakes from coma, buys 100,000 webnovels overnight.”

“Final author note?” Gu Chuan murmured, tracing the reader ID tattoo on her spine.

Lin Xia grinned, biting open his school uniform’s second button.

“Stay tuned for the sequel—”

The quantum glow swallowed her voice.

New story unlocked:

My Husband Is a Multiversal CEO, Send Help.