Month: December 2023 (Page 4 of 5)

Chapter 101 – I Take You as My Wife

Chapter 101 – I Take You as My Wife

 

Jian Luo had no idea that what everyone was interested in was not the dried fruits, but the mysterious figure that Lu Shifeng, who helped with advertising, truly was.

 

Unlike Jian Luo, whose fans were mostly young viewers of live broadcasts, Lu Shifeng was different. His fans spanned all age groups, extending beyond the followers of Dark Star. Fans from various major planets existed in his following.

 

Jian Luo looked at the data and exclaimed, “Wow, you’re amazing.”

 

Their focus differed; while Jian Luo was immersed in the joy of finally having someone pre-order the dried fruits (almost reaching twenty million), he could now discuss cooperation with the boss.

 

Lu Shifeng, with a cold tone, remarked, “Is that so?”

 

Ignoring his mood, Jian Luo continued to revel in the joy of potential collaboration. He even found time to contact the boss. He located Nie Yan’s contact information and, considering the Dark Star time, it was probably late at night there. The principal might be asleep.

 

Should he leave a message? Maybe discuss it tomorrow morning.

 

Considering this, Jian Luo boldly left a message: “Boss, boss, I need to talk to you. If you see this, please reply to me~”

 

To show sincerity, he even added a cute little bunny emoji at the end.

 

After sending the message, he prepared mentally on how to convince Nie Yan. After all, this was not a small deal!

 

Lu Shifeng lifted his head from the comments, seeing Jian Luo in a contemplative state. He squinted and asked, “Did you read those comments too?”

 

Jian Luo, still lost in his thoughts, absentmindedly nodded, “Mm…”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at Jian Luo, trying to find some clues or opinions on the matter from his face.

 

*Ding Dong.*

 

Jian Luo’s information terminal chimed.

 

It was a message from Nie Yan: “I’m here. Speak.”

 

The boss was online!

 

A smile suddenly bloomed on Jian Luo’s face. He quickly typed, “Good evening, boss! You’re still not asleep at this late hour?”

 

When dealing with the boss, one had to be as gentle as a spring breeze.

 

However, this gentle wind from Jian Luo evidently did not warm the Marshal sitting not far away on the sofa. Lu Shifeng squinted his eyes and lightly opened his thin lips, “Did reading those comments make you happy?”

 

Jian Luo had just replied to Nie Yan when he got distracted for a moment, not catching the first part of Lu Shifeng’s question. He heard the inquiry about being happy and decisively nodded, “Yes, happy!”

 

 

The room’s temperature dropped by a degree.

 

Given Jian Luo’s long acquaintance with Lu Shifeng, he didn’t feel the overwhelming hostility. If it were anyone else, they might have been intimidated by the Marshal’s aura.

 

*Ding Dong.*

 

Just as Jian Luo was about to inquire, there came a reply.

 

Nie Yan: “Not sleeping. What’s up? You want to sell dried fruits to me?”

 

!!!

 

Jian Luo couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow.” Nie Yan was truly magical, guessing everything before he even said anything. So, he promptly replied, “Boss, you’re incredibly perceptive. Can I explain the details to you?”

 

Lu Shifeng, seeing Jian Luo’s reaction and recalling his nonchalant remarks earlier, said with a sinister tone, “Found something suitable, huh?”

 

Jian Luo, still in the midst of negotiating with the boss, was delighted at the mention of “suitable.” “Yes, it’s great.”

 

 

Lu Shifeng’s frustration surged. He had worked hard to advertise for Jian Luo, expecting at least some gentle gratitude. Instead, he got irrelevant comments, and to his dismay, Jian Luo seemed content.

 

He sat up a bit, ready to talk seriously. “Jian Luo…”

 

But Jian Luo on the sofa stood up abruptly, happily heading outside. “I’m going to make a long-distance call. Keep reading, oh, by the way, there are steamed buns from lunch in the pot. They should still be warm. Help yourself.”

 

With that, he ran off.

 

Lu Shifeng was almost dumbfounded. He dared to say that in the past hundreds or thousands of years, since he became the Dragon Lord, no one had dared to be so audacious. If it were anyone else today, they would have met a terrible fate.

 

But Jian Luo…

 

Lu Shifeng sat on the sofa, stunned for a moment. Eventually, he stood up and walked towards the door. His efficient secretary asked, “Where are you going, sir?”

 

“To the kitchen. Jian Luo said there are steamed buns.”

 

Thinking about this, the Marshal wasn’t as angry anymore. At least, Jian Luo had him in mind, always leaving him meals. Since that’s the case, he could forgive him. After all, he’s still young, inexperienced. Now that he’s worked hard for so long, it’s understandable to be a bit temperamental. Let’s go easy on him.

 

With this in mind, the Marshal’s lips curved into a smile.

 

However, the secretary, walking ahead, spoke recklessly, “Luo Luo’s buns are delicious. Not only me, but even the elves say they’re good! They helped a lot today during the livestream, constantly assisting with cooking. There are many buns left from lunch; five people couldn’t finish them, and there are still plenty.”

 

 

The corridor was silent, only the sound of footsteps echoing.

 

Lu Shifeng abruptly stopped, and this sudden halt made the secretary turn her head curiously. What met her gaze were those deep crimson eyes, profound and somewhat intimidating.

 

She was all too familiar with this look—a gaze that only appeared when Lu Shifeng was in an extremely bad mood.

 

Then, Marshal spoke, each word deliberate, “So, the food in the kitchen, is it the leftovers from your meal?”

 

A cold sweat broke out on the secretary’s back. In that moment, she fully understood that if she dared to say a single “yes” today, she might face immediate extinction.

 

“Well, of course not!” The secretary forced a smile. “Luo Luo specifically left it. He said you must want meat, so he kept two trays of meat buns warm for you.”

 

After saying this, she felt a significant improvement in the atmosphere.

 

Although Lu Shifeng didn’t show any particularly obvious expressions, at least there were no more ominous death threats! As a competent secretary, she had the obligation to understand her boss’s likes and dislikes, as well as his mood. According to her own analysis, this matter was actually straightforward; she had been foolish before. Fortunately, the Dragon Clan wasn’t afraid of mistakes because they excelled at turning the tide and rectifying errors!

 

With this in mind, the secretary spoke boldly, “Sir, please allow me to speak frankly.”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at her, “Go ahead.”

 

“I often take care of Luo Luo, so I have a good understanding of his temperament, if not entirely, at least somewhat. From my observations, Luo Luo is inherently simple and straightforward. For many things, if not approached directly, if not handled with some methods, he may not comprehend them.” The secretary hesitated, “Human life is actually short and fragile. Wasting time can be regrettable.”

 

Lu Shifeng continued walking down the corridor, his military boots making crisp sounds on the floor. He seemed to be pondering, yet not really. Finally, just as the secretary thought the Marshal wouldn’t pay attention to her, Lu Shifeng lightly opened his thin lips and said, “I’ve already wronged him once before, and that time could be considered an accident.”

 

“Do we need to cook for a business discussion?”

 

Jian Luo replied seriously, “No, it’s bribery.”

 

Lu Shifeng continued to press, “Then why haven’t I seen you bribe me, considering how much you care about me?”

 

“…”

 

Jian Luo said, “I did bribe you.”

 

Lu Shifeng asked, “With what?”

 

Jian Luo patted his round belly and said, “Mister Dragon Jr.”

 

The room fell silent again.

 

After a while.

 

A smile tugged at the corner of Lu Shifeng’s mouth. The oppressive aura he had before completely disappeared. Facing Jian Luo, he couldn’t muster any anger.

 

But thinking about what Secretary Jin said during the day, the Marshal also felt that there might be some truth. Perhaps with Jian Luo, being straightforward might be more effective. However, he needed to express it in a way that wasn’t too abrupt.

 

After some consideration, Lu Shifeng spoke, “Jian Luo.”

 

Jian Luo, who was doing homework, responded, “Hmm?”

 

“The Dragon Clan has always been an exclusive group.” Lu Shifeng carefully chose his words, “But now, on behalf of the Dragon Clan, I welcome humans to join us.”

 

Lu Shifeng approached, their breaths close, the atmosphere somewhat ambiguous. The dim lighting, the gaze meeting, everything spoke without words.

 

Jian Luo blinked, hesitating, “You’re allowing us humans to work together with you? That’s quite nice.”

 

“…”

 

Lu Shifeng remained silent for a while and then spoke solemnly, “No, it’s only for welcoming you specifically, to be recorded into our family records.”

 

He was already making it really clear.

 

Jian Luo widened his eyes, finally understanding this time. He never expected for this to happen, “So, can I… be your younger brother? Is there a ceremony for this, like a formal oath to be taken maybe?”

 


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Chapter 4 – Signing for a Role

       As one of the Golden Eagle supervisors, Tang Can had always been very efficient in his work. At two o’clock in the afternoon, a man in black appeared in the president’s office on the tenth floor of Huasheng Entertainment Company.

       Zhuo Yue, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up nervously when he saw him, and his lips turned a little white. This man worked for a loan shark company and had brought people to his door several times to collect debts. The last time, he smashed the cup and put a sharp glass against his eyes, threatening to stab him in the eye next time if he didn’t pay back the money.

       The man only glanced at him and then looked away and said to Fang Mingyan respectfully, “Chairman Fang, I have offended you many times before. I didn’t know he was one of your people, so my methods were a little rough. I apologise.”

       Fang Mingyan glanced at the embarrassed expression on Zhuo Yue’s face and smiled lightly, “How much is the balance left?”

       The man in black put an IOU on the table and said, “Master Tang has instructed that the principal on the IOU can be repaid slowly. As for the interest, consider it waived.”

       This means that not only is the amount of money to be repaid reduced but also there won’t be any further debt collection? Zhuo Yue’s gaze fell on that piece of paper, and there was a trembling excitement.

       “Tang Chan has given us such a great deal. It’s embarrassing to keep on owing money.” Fang Mingyan signed a check and handed it to him, “This way, it’s settled. He is an artist under my company, and I don’t want to hear any rumours in the future about him having owed loan sharks.”

       “I understand. That will never happen.” The man in black took the check and said goodbye politely.

       Zhuo Yue was stunned in place, with confusion in his eyes, as if he still didn’t quite understand what was going on. It took him a long time to ask, “Why did you…”

       “You’ve been called ‘my person’. I can’t have you owing external debts indefinitely.” Fang Mingyan casually threw the IOU into the drawer, “It’s just a change of creditor. From now on, I am your creditor, and you owe me this 1.3 million.”

       Zhuo Yue knew that he was clarifying social relationships for himself, and a lot of gratitude surged in his heart. He said, “I will work hard to make money and pay it back to you.”

       “It doesn’t matter if you don’t work hard.” The man curled his lips and smiled a bit evilly, “I can also open a back door for you to pay for it.”

       When Zhuo Yue heard this, even the tips of his ears turned red. He didn’t know where to look and looked at the ground.

       The knock on the door at this time solved his dilemma in time.

       A woman in her thirties came in, wearing a tight black skirt and a pair of red high heels. Her makeup was exquisite, and she exuded a strong aura when she walked and stood.

       “Meet Shen Luo, Director of the Artist Management Department.” Fang Mingyan turned to Shen Luo, “I mentioned him to you, Zhuo Yue.”

       “Hello.” Zhuo Yue knew her. Although he had not interacted with her much, he often saw her attending various occasions and accepting interviews on behalf of Huasheng.

       “I’ve seen your play, and your acting skills are average.” Shen Luo had no expression on her face when she spoke, with a cold air about her, “If you want to continue playing the role of a young master and live an easy life, I have no objection. After all, you are someone chosen by Chairman Fang. Special treatment will be given under special circumstances. Just let me know when you are willing to take on the role.”

       “…Chief Shen, by no means I am… I joined Huasheng, and everything will be subject to the company’s arrangements.” Zhuo Yue became anxious and even spoke faster, “No matter what roles the company arranges for me, I am willing to work hard and perform well…”

       Shen Luo seemed to be quite satisfied with his attitude, and her tone softened, “In that case, I will manage you as an ordinary artist. To be clear, my rules are very strict, and sometimes they may make you feel uncomfortable. When something unpleasant happens, I hope to resolve it through communication with you. I don’t like being accused.”

       This statement clearly treated Zhuo Yue as a ‘favoured’ individual who was Fang Mingyan’s bed warmer. It was not a wonder for Shen Luo. The gay CEO unexpectedly and unilaterally signed a contract with a fading male actor. Considering the appearance of this male actor, anyone could easily jump to conclusions.

       He couldn’t explain anything and anxiously asked Fang Mingyan for help. Unexpectedly, the man just sat leisurely and had no intention of explaining at all. Zhuo Yue was anxious and helpless, not knowing how to clarify. In the end, he lowered his eyes and said, “…I understand.”

       “You can take a look at this.” She handed over the folder in her hand.

       Zhuo Yue opened it and found a short movie script. He glanced through it quickly and looked up in confusion.

       “The number three male member had not yet been decided. You will audition tomorrow.”

       The third male? Zhuo Yue was stunned for a moment, then came back to read the script again and suddenly said in embarrassment, “That character is gay, I…”

       “Don’t want to act?” Shen Luo looked at him coldly.

       “…No,” a hesitant expression appeared on his handsome face, and he spoke softly, “I have never acted in movies, and I’m afraid I might not be able to handle this role.”

       “The director of this movie is Xie Anqing, whose box office is guaranteed. With Golden Eagle’s investment, the quality of the movie will never be bad. Your acting career is too narrow. If you can get this role, it will also be a training for your acting skills.” With these words, she had already exhausted her patience, and she furrowed her brows, “If you don’t want to audition, I won’t force you.”

       This was Zhu Yue’s first job after changing jobs. He had already said before that he would obey the company’s arrangements. Now he was in a difficult position and could only accept, “…I’ll go. Thank you, Chief Shen, for giving me the opportunity. I will prepare well and do my best to act.”

       Shen Luozhuo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him accepting it like this. She didn’t hate this handsome young man. What she said just now was forced because someone assigned her a task—let him accept the audition. She glanced at Fang Mingyan. The man was sitting leisurely, with an unpredictable smile on his lips and an attitude that had nothing to do with him. Facing such a boss, she only felt pain in her temples. Forget it; she was used to being a villain over the years anyway, so it was not bad if it could make Zhuo Yue feel fear and make him more obedient in the future.

       “The assistant I have arranged for you is called Lin Hui. He will pick you up on time at two o’clock tomorrow afternoon.” Shen Luo took a few steps and looked back with a smile, “By the way, if you don’t grasp the role well, you might as well ask Chairman Fang for advice. He has a lot of experience.” After saying that, she walked away on high heels.

       Fang Mingyan: “…”

       In the afternoon, Zhuo Yue followed Fang Mingyan’s female secretary, Julie, around the company to get familiar with the environment. Except for meetings, artists were usually away from the company. When they walked around, they only saw busy staff and trainees sweating profusely in various practice rooms. With nothing else to do, he found a quiet spot in the atrium to read the script.

       The script had only a section where the male protagonist wanted to confess to the female protagonist but, afraid of failure, decided to rehearse with his best friend, who happened to be gay. The third male was a gay friend who had silently harboured feelings for the male lead. He endured the emotional pain and reluctantly agreed to practice with him. Emotions remained suppressed until the final rehearsal, when, during a kiss scene, the repressed feelings exploded, and he impulsively kissed the male lead.

       How to act?

       Zhuo Yue sighed in distress. Acting as a gay was already a challenge for him, but there was also a kissing scene…

       He tried to calm down and treat the tall plant in front of him as the male protagonist, investing his emotions in it and reciting his lines line by line. However, when it came to the kiss scene, all he could think about was the scene of being pressed down for a deep kiss by Fang Mingyan on the sofa in the box last night, and even the slightly astringent taste of wine seemed to reappear in his mouth.

       Damn it… Why do I keep thinking of this…

       Zhuo Yue shook his head, trying to get the fragment out of his head. He tried a few more times, but his expression was still very stiff. It was difficult for him to get into the role for a long time, which made him feel anxious as he paced back and forth in frustration.

       When Fang Mingyan came down to see him after finishing his work, Zhuo Yue was squatting in front of a pot of green plants with a frown on his face, twiddling the leaves with his fingers and muttering his lines. The man found it interesting and stood behind him and watched for a while. He saw an upset Zhuo Yue putting his hands on the edge of the flowerpot, frowning and sighing, “How to kiss? I feel like I’m going crazy…”

       Fang Mingyan couldn’t help laughing. This was the first time he had seen Zhu Yue like this. The usually serious and cold-faced person went crazy, which was quite interesting.

       Zhuo Yue was startled by the sound of laughter, turned around suddenly, and saw it was Fang Mingyan and he stood up in embarrassment, “Why…are you downstair?”

       “It’s time to get off work.” The man looked at him jokingly, “Have you finished communicating with this potted plant? If not, I’ll have someone send it home, and you can continue your conversation.”

       “…”

       Sitting in Fang Mingyan’s car, Zhuo Yue returned to the lakeside villa area located in the east of the city. It was only now that he noticed the discreet and implicit words at the entrance. Unable to see them clearly last night and forgetting to check this morning, he now realised that the man lived in a place known as ‘Hanguan’, a part of the ‘mysterious rich people zone’. This property belonged to the Golden Eagle Group, with access granted only to acquaintances, making it a highly sought-after residence.

       The car passed through the heavily guarded security facilities without any hindrance. Zhuo Yue saw the words ‘No. 15’ on the bronze plate hanging at the entrance of the courtyard.

       Hanguan No.15.

       Fang Mingyan’s home.

       It was also where he temporarily lodged.

       After dinner, Zhuo Yue offered to wash the dishes.

       The servants exchanged awkward glances—the butler with a hesitant expression, the housekeeper with a troubled look. Fang Mingyan sat on the sofa, casually browsing through entertainment news without lifting his head, and said, “Let him wash it up.”

       Zhuo Yue had a hard life when he was young. His single mother raised him until the age of six before passing away. No relatives were willing to adopt him, so his distant uncle Zhuo Qing took him in and raised him with his son Zhuo Hai. While the couple couldn’t be said to treat him well, compared to his own son, they really didn’t treat him as well as they treated their own son. Zhuo Yue was already sensible at that time and knew that he was living under someone else’s roof, spending other people’s money, and being taken care of by others, so he often took the initiative to help his adoptive mother with housework.

       Zhuo Hai didn’t like his brother, who was one year older than him at all, especially because his mother always praised him for being sensible and studious, which annoyed Zhuo Hai even more. He often bullied Zhuo Yue in different ways, asking him to carry his schoolbag, do homework, and wash clothes for him. As he grew older, he spent his days hanging out with a group of rascals, leading a carefree life without any proper employment.

       When Zhuo Yue was working part-time delivering food in high school, he was noticed by the editor-in-chief of a magazine because of his good looks and asked if he would like to be a graphic model. After gaining some experience in shooting, he decided to study acting and earn his tuition fees by himself.

       Zhuo Yue neatly washed and dried the dishes and put them in the disinfection cabinet. He walked to Fang Mingyan and said, “If there’s nothing else to do, I’ll go back to my room.

       “Are you ready for tomorrow’s performance?” The man raised his eyes and asked.

       His expression froze, “Not yet.” He lowered his head in embarrassment, “I can recite those lines, but I don’t know how to put in the emotion…”

       “Does kissing a man make you this flustered?” Fang Mingyan looked at him calmly, “As an actor, your duty is to play your role well and show some professionalism.”

       Zhuo Yue pursed his lips, and with some shyness, he mustered up the courage to speak, “Can you… help me?”

       The man’s lips curled up slightly, and he said, “Go get the script.”


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Chapter 12 – The Bus

       In addition to the driver, there were also a few passengers sitting in the car.

       When the driver saw Song Jun hesitating to get on the bus, he looked over and asked, “Do you want to get in?”

       Song Jun felt strange and asked the driver, “Sir, why is there still a bus at this time?”

       The driver said, “Oh, the bus broke down just now. It took some time to repair it. Isn’t this the last bus again? We have to make sure to drop off all the passengers at the station.”

       After Song Jun heard what he said, he didn’t doubt anything anymore and got on the bus.

       There were about four or five people in the car, all sitting in the back rows. Song Jun also habitually sat in the empty seat at the back. There was a woman sitting in front of him. Song Jun didn’t pay close attention to her appearance. He felt very tired after working until now, so he closed his eyes.

       After all, he was on the bus, so Song Jun didn’t dare to sleep too deeply and kept paying attention to the bus station announcements.

       But after a long time, the radio in the but never sounded, and it never stopped.

       Song Jun opened his eyes and looked outside, and suddenly found that it was dark outside, and he had no idea where the bus had driven to.

       This was not normal because even late at night, the city was brightly lit, and the street lights everywhere were on, so there would definitely not be a situation of total darkness.

       Song Jun was confused just now, and he wondered if he had slept through it.

       He couldn’t help but turn around and see that there were still those few people on the bus, all sitting in their original positions with indifferent expressions.

       Song Jun began to get nervous at this time. He stood up and walked forward, looking out through the large windshield in front of the bus. With the headlights, he could only see that the bus was still on the same path. Driving on the road, but not much more can be seen.

       “Sir, Sir!” He called the driver twice.

       The driver turned to look at him, “What’s wrong?”

       Song Jun asked, “Where is this place? Have you passed South Road Station?”

       The driver said coldly, “We haven’t arrived yet. What’s the rush?”

       Song Jun didn’t know whether he should believe it or not. He asked again, “Why is it so dark outside?”

       The driver was silent for a moment before answering him, “The power is out.”

       Song Jun asked, “How long will it take to arrive?”

       At this time, the driver turned around and glared at him fiercely. The expression was so ferocious that Song Jun caught his breath, and he dared not ask again.

       Song Jun did not return to his seat. He grabbed the armrest and stood in front for a while. This time, he was sure that more than one stop had passed, but the driver had not stopped at all, and the person sitting on the bus had not gotten off at all. Those people were completely unresponsive.

       He didn’t dare to wait any longer and shouted, “Stop! Stop! I want to get off!”

       Even if it was dark outside, it was better than staying on this eerie bus.

       However, after Song Jun shouted loudly, the driver pulled over. The bus came to a stop, and the rear doors opened promptly.

       He stood in front of the car door. Song Jun saw the darkness outside, and the bus door was like a monster’s mouth that was about to swallow him in the next second.

       Despite his fear, Song Jun got out of the car.

       However, Song Jun was not the only one who got off the bus. The woman who was sitting in front of him also got off the bus after him.

       The door closed, and the bus continued to drive forward.

       Song Jun stood on the side of the road and was stunned for a while. His eyes adjusted to the darkness around him, and he realised that he was not in the city centre at all, but he didn’t know where he was in the wilderness.

       The woman stood not far from him and did not move.

       Song Jun glanced at her and saw that she lowered her head and kept looking at her toes.

       After hesitating for a moment, Song Jun did not speak to the woman but walked in the opposite direction to the bus. The woman actually followed him over.

       Song Jun couldn’t help but pay attention to the woman behind him as if he was afraid that she would pounce on him and strangle him in the next second.

       However, that didn’t happen. The woman just kept following Song Jun.

       Until Song Jun stopped, turned around and asked, “Why are you following me?”

       The woman raised her head to look at him. She was a young and beautiful woman, she looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a beautiful and elegant long dress with a small coat outside.

       She smiled, simple and gentle, and said to Song Jun, “Are you lost?”

       Song Jun looked at the young woman who looked like a rich lady in front of him and felt that she did not look like a monster or a bad person, but he still couldn’t help but be wary and asked, “Who are you?”

       The woman waved her hand and said, “Don’t get me wrong, I felt something strange on that bus just now, but I didn’t dare to speak. When I heard you ask to stop, I immediately followed you.”

       Although he was still sceptical, Song Jun had to admit that he was slightly relieved after hearing the woman say this.

       It was better to know that someone was with him in this unfamiliar environment than to be alone and scared.

       “Where are you going?” Song Jun asked, and he began to think that he might be able to send this woman home first.

       The woman smiled, with a friendly look on her face, and said, “Actually, I live not far from here. I thought you couldn’t find your way back, so I want you to come to my house first.”

       Song Jun suddenly became wary again. He didn’t believe it was such a coincidence. This woman obviously followed him and got off near him, so how could she conveniently live in the vicinity?

       The woman seemed to see that Song Jun didn’t believe it, so she didn’t extend the invitation again. She said, “Then I’ll walk with you for a while and see if you can get a taxi.”

       Song Jun didn’t know how to answer her, so he continued walking forward silently.

       As they walked, the woman introduced herself, “My name is Tu Zhenzhen, and I am a student at University C.”

       Song Jun paused for a moment, “You’re also from University C?”

       “Huh?” Tu Zhenzhen said in a very excited tone, “Are you too?”

       Song Jun nodded.

       Tu Zhenzhen said, “What a coincidence. I am studying fashion design, and I am in my third year of college this year.”

       Song Jun stopped and turned around to see Tu Zhenzhen looking at him strangely. He hesitated and said, “Where is your home? I’d better take you back first.”

       Tu Zhenzhen smiled when she heard this, tilted her head and said, “No, I see you are very scared, so I’d better see you off. There might be a taxi ahead.”

       Song Jun was embarrassed by what she said. He himself was in a daze and a little wary. He also felt that this girl, who was younger than him, should not be a bad person. He thought for a while and felt that it would be better to send Tu Zhenzhen back first.

       Song Jun said, “Let me take you back. Didn’t you say it’s not far?”

       Tu Zhenzhen said, “Hmm…” He hesitated for a moment and said, “Okay, if you’re not afraid, you can go in and sit for a while and then leave after dawn.”

       After saying that, Tu Zhenzhen raised her hand and pointed to a place not far away, “It’s right there.”

       Song Jun looked in the direction she pointed and found that there was a two-story villa along the path. The villa was lit up and was the only lit building nearby.

       Song Jun followed her in that direction and asked curiously, “Are your parents at home?”

       Tu Zhenzhen shook her head, “No.”

       After she said this, she said nothing more, so it was not convenient for Song Jun to continue asking.

       After accompanying Tu Zhenzhen to the door of her house, Song Jun planned to leave.

       Tu Zhenzhen opened the door to the room, and a warm yellow light suddenly shone out from inside, looking very reassuring. Tu Zhenzhen said to Song Jun, “Come in and sit down. Even though you are a guy, it is too dangerous to walk alone at night.”

       Perhaps it was because bright light would make people feel at ease. Song Jun saw the bright and comfortable look inside the living room and instantly did not want to go back to the darkness.

       Tu Zhenzhen didn’t force him. She just stood by the door and invited him.

       Song Jun hesitated.

       Tu Zhenzhen said, “Why don’t you come in and I’ll get you a glass of water, and take a rest.”

       Song Jun finally nodded and followed Tu Zhenzhen into the house.

       Tu Zhenzhen warmly invited him to sit down on the sofa and turned on the TV for him. Song Jun suddenly felt that this kind of warmth and comfort made him feel safe. Maybe he was thinking too much. He could really stay here. For example, maybe he could sleep on a large and soft sofa and wait until dawn before leaving.

       Tu Zhenzhen poured him a cup of tea and asked him if he wanted to call a family member or friend to pick him up.

       Song Jun saw that it was already one-thirty in the morning and almost two o’clock in the morning. He shook his head and said no. The only people he could think of now were Senior Brother Xia and Senior Brother Bu. No matter which one, he was embarrassed to make calls at this time to disturb people’s sleep.

       At this time, Song Jun heard a man’s voice from upstairs, shouting, “Zhenzhen!”

       Song Jun was stunned. The man’s voice did not sound young. He sounded like Tu Zhenzhen’s father, but she had just said that her parents were not at home.

       Then, Song Jun heard a rapid cough coming from upstairs.

       Tu Zhenzhen quickly said to Song Jun, “Sit down for a moment. I’ll go up and take a look first.” After saying that, she hurried upstairs.

       Song Jun picked up the teacup and looked at it, then put it down after a slight hesitation. The presence of a man in the room made him feel a little concerned. He felt that the most basic precautions should be taken.

       The decoration and furnishings in the room looked simple and elegant. There were two large blue and white porcelain vases next to the TV cabinet, which looked expensive.

       Song Jun stood up and couldn’t help but look around the room, noticing a faint fragrance in the air.

       From time to time, the sound of a man coughing and the sound of two people talking in low voices came from the second floor. Song Jun couldn’t hear clearly what they were talking about, and he didn’t have the nerve to get closer to eavesdrop.

       There was a small makeup mirror placed on top of the speaker next to the TV cabinet. Song Jun didn’t notice it at first. When he passed by, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the person in the mirror was not himself but a wrinkled face. old man.

       After being stunned for a moment, Song Jun came closer to take a closer look and found that it was still himself that was reflected in the mirror. There was nothing strange about it. The picture he just saw seemed to be just an illusion.


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Chapter 12 – The Duke (3)

       When Qin Yun followed Moschery out of the Duke’s mansion, he had not yet regained his senses. After spending half a day with the Emperor to seek assistance, not a single person was recruited…

       “Leaving just like that?” Qin Yun was confused, “What on earth are we here for…”

       Moschery didn’t seem to care about the result and said indifferently, “Come and tease him.”

       “…” Qin Yun: “You two actually have a good relationship…”

       Moschery grabbed him by the neck. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

       His fingertips stroked the side of Qin Yun’s neck, and he could even touch the goosebumps on each other’s skin with his palms, “Arthur and I have never been enemies.”

       Qin Yun: “??”

       Moschery: “You will understand later.” He took his hand away from Qin Yun’s neck and patted the other party’s head gently, “At the very least, we both disagree of the Cabinet or Olympus being overly fixated on god-level matters. They even use it to interfere with the regime, dividing the empire. This is absolutely intolerable.”

       “I would rather the god-level gene be completely terminated in my generation.” Moschery said calmly, “With centralised political power and stable territory, the god-level will forever remain a mere legend, and from now on, will cease to exist.”

       “…” Qin Yun opened his mouth, “…I always thought you were joking when you said you wanted to die alone.”

       Moschery: “…”

       Qin Yun’s expression was one of admiration, “So it’s true…”

 

       Lin Dongliang’s mental power gently wrapped around Shen Zhuofan’s brain nerves, but there was no improvement in the damaged area. He did not stop until he was close to exhaustion.

       “I’d better call Skarter for you.” Shen Zhuofan looked at the almost fainting Lin Dongliang with concern, “You can’t even stand up”

       “It’s even more troublesome if he comes.” Lin Dongliang waved his hand tiredly. He hid Yuanbao, who was already tired and fell asleep and was about to sit down and recover some strength, “What did you just say?”

       “Qin Yun’s adoptive mother.” Shen Zhuofan poured him a glass of water, “One of the best students in the first Averio Guide Academy, and the one who disappeared inexplicably in the end.”

       Lin Dongliang frowned, “All this information is in there. Qin Yun’s background is not a secret.”

       Shen Zhuofan nodded, “Indeed, these can be found, but we have overlooked one thing.”

       Lin Dongliang looked at him.

       Shen Zhuofan: “Why would a SSS guide adopt a child who doesn’t even have a spiritual link?”

 

       “I actually had a pretty rough life.” Qin Yun finished attaching the rhinestones on the Mickey Mouse headband and started putting it on the pillow, “When I was 8 years old, I didn’t have a spiritual link, so my adoptive mother raised me as an ordinary person. I always thought I was just an ordinary person.”

       Moschery snorted hard and said disdainfully, “I have no interest in sanitary pads’ childhood.”

       “I’m trying to comfort you.” Qin Yun couldn’t bear it and said, “This is like indirectly telling you that nothing is absolute. You’re still young; don’t speak of growing old alone in such a tragic way!”

       Moschery was enraged and said, “You learnt to teach me a lesson?!”

       Qin Yun raised his head and said, “I’m just trying to be reasonable… I’m just telling you the truth.”

       Moschery sneered, “Have you forgotten that I am a tyrant? Have you ever seen a tyrant being reasonable?”

       Qin Yun: “…”

 

       Zhongyan was naturally very happy when he saw the newly attached Mickey Mouse headband, but Moschery stopped letting him wear it after entering the training room.

       “You already have two horns, and you still wear this?” Moschery said with a look of disgust on his face, “It’s ugly as hell.”

       Zhongyan’s wings drooped in dejection, and it seemed on the verge of tears. Qin Yun hurriedly comforted it, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay! Next time, I’ll make you a diamond horn cover! I guarantee it’ll be a hundred times more dazzling and beautiful than this!”

       “…” Moschery simply gave up and wiped his sword with his head down.

       Qin Yun was now proficient in weaving guiding tendrils into a mesh for Zhongyan to wear as ‘battle armour’. After Moschery polished his sword, he saw that his guide had tied a ‘bow’ on one of Zhongyan’s horns. It made the sissy dragon look even more charming, fluttering its wings enthusiastically.

       “…” “…” Moschery continued to endure. He casually knocked over a just-released Flame Crocodile with a swing of his sword…

       Qin Yun re-woven the guiding tendrils into a ‘skirt’ and wrapped it around Zhongyan’s waist, and also decorated the dragon’s tail with a ‘ruffle’. He excitedly called Moschery, “Doesn’t it look good?! Isn’t it cute? It looks so cute!!”

       Moschery held the sword and looked at the person with an expressionless face.

       “…” Qin Yun blinked guiltily. Zhongyan, on the side, stepped on the flame crocodile obediently under Moschery’s gaze. The ‘skirt’ swayed around his buttocks following the movement, and the ‘ruffles’ on the tail fluttered in the wind…

       Moschery took a deep breath, “…Do you really want to make it a Barbie dragon?!”

 

       Even though their personalities were completely different, the master’s mood directly affected the state of the spiritual link, so no matter how angry Moschery appeared, Qin Yun knew that he was not really angry.

       As the two trained together more and more, their tacit understanding became better and better. While controlling Zhongyan, Qin Yun was able to devote his energy to taking care of Moschery’s consciousness cloud and even condensed his mental power into ‘arrows’ when he was idle to attack, although the accuracy was not very good.

       “If you can’t shoot, don’t shoot.” Moschery said sternly, “Your skills are not as good as those of young girls.”

       Qin Yun muttered softly, “Nonsense…women don’t know how to shoot…”

       Moschery roared with a dark face, “Don’t think I can’t hear you!”

       Qin Yun was startled by his roar. His hand shook, and the arrow missed again…

       Moschery cursed trash, and a flame crocodile chased after him from behind the two. Moschery had no choice but to carry Qin Yun and move to another hiding spot.

       Zhongyan was hovering in the sky, warning the two people on the ground about the location of the Flame Crocodile. Occasionally, it would glide down quickly and crush one or two to death with its claws, but this could only be done without the enemy noticing; after all, the fireballs that the Flame Crocodile spewed out to burn it wasn’t a joke.

       “Last time there were 4… this time there were 40…” Qin Yun felt like dying, “I remember there were not even 40 in the entire D Star!”

       Moschery said calmly, “If they are not eliminated within an hour, the system will automatically release 20 mammoths.”

       Qin Yun: “…Do you really want to die together with me that much?”

       Moschery glanced at him, “I can’t help it if you must think so.”

       Qin Yun felt that he was still not as thick-skinned as the emperor, so he simply shut up. He watched Moschery gently draw out the dragon-scale sword and slowly move around to the back of a flame crocodile.

       “You must learn to stimulate my consciousness cloud, not just control it.” Moschery ordered calmly.

       Qin Yun couldn’t help but become nervous. He swallowed, “I’ll try my best…”

       “Try your best?” Moschery clicked his tongue. He suddenly grabbed Qin Yun’s collar and kissed his lips fiercely. After a while, he let go and said, “You have to have such momentum, do you understand?”

       Qin Yun didn’t dare to wipe the saliva from his mouth and stayed there in a daze.

       Moschery asked expressionlessly, “Have you had enough of the pheromones?”

       Qin Yun: “…” Damn it! What idiot would use this method to replenish his guide with pheromones? Isn’t this a trap?!

 

       The Flame Crocodile was cunning and treacherous, and it was a rare type of high intelligence among large creatures. Although the 40 of them were just highly simulated digital monsters, they were taken lightly; one wouldn’t know if they could die in the end.

        Qin Yun was not daring enough to let go of Moschery’s hind legs casually. He followed his sentinel step by step, guiding tendrils to reach into the other party’s consciousness cloud.

 

       The red ‘dragon eye’ on Moschery’s left side narrowed slightly, and the golden pupil stood up in a straight line.

       The Flame Crocodile with its back to them seemed to finally realise the crisis, and its huge tail swept over instantly…


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Chapter 100 – Everyone is given a chance

Chapter 100 – Everyone is given a chance

 

Lu Shifeng stood still, not moving. 

 

The farmer couple was still debating whether to return the found child when, just as they were about to dispose of him, there was a muffled thunderclap in the sky. 

 

The wind started to blow harshly.

 

The thunder could wake a soundly sleeping child, and the crying of the child shattered the tranquility of the small road. The child cried pitifully, and even those with hearts of stone would likely not remain indifferent.

 

Indeed, the farmer sighed first: “It’s going to rain heavily. If we leave him here, this child won’t survive.”

 

“What’s it to us?” the woman said. “We are not the ones who abandoned him.”

 

The farmer said, “This is bad karma. Our child is growing up too. Let’s consider this as accumulating virtue for our child. It’ll be good for us too.”

 

The woman was originally reluctant, but when he mentioned accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, she hesitated. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, “Alright, let’s call him Jian Luo. He can’t eat for free. When he grows up, he can help with the work.”

 

The farmer held the child. “Let’s go home, our sheep just had a lamb. We can feed him some sheep’s milk. Look at him crying; he’s probably hungry.”

 

The woman sneered. “If you want to do it then go ahead.”

 

The two of them passed by Lu Shifeng without a word. As they walked by, the child who had been crying seemed to have caught sight of the Marshal standing on the muddy road. He stared at him with wide, round eyes, unblinking.

 

Lu Shifeng watched him quietly.

 

The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and it was about to rain, but he stood on this rural road, completely unaffected, not even the hem of his clothes was moved by the wind.

 

Lu Shifeng watched the departing figures of the couple and quietly murmured, “Jian Luo.”

 

 

“Wow!”

 

The crying of the child could still be heard from the farmer’s yard, accompanied by the scolding of the farmer’s wife.

 

This noise didn’t stop until late at night, and the whole family was basically asleep. On a small earthen bed, Jian Luo was placed at the edge. The child’s face was pale and tender, still a bit chubby, but somewhat dirty, indicating that he hadn’t been properly cleaned.

 

Jian Luo, who had been soundly asleep, seemed to sense that someone was looking at him. He suddenly opened his dark eyes.

 

Lu Shifeng stood by the bed, and their gazes met. For a moment, he actually had expectations of how such a young child would react to his presence.

 

There was a moment of silence in the air.

 

After a while…

 

The quiet of the night was shattered by a cry of “Wawawa.”

 

Lu Shifeng stood still, a great Marshal dealing with a tiny infant, but for the first time, he felt at a loss. He reached out his hand, tentatively trying to touch the child’s face.

 

Suddenly…

 

“Bang!”

 

A teacup fell from the side of the bed. “Why are you crying so much? It’s so annoying. This damn child won’t let anyone sleep!” The voice, full of anger, echoed in the room, harmonizing with the thunder outside the window.

 

Lu Shifeng turned around, squinting. His blood-red eyes seemed to be filled with a dangerous aura. This time, he harbored murderous intent towards the fragile human.

 

 

Early next morning.

 

Jian Luo bounced up from the bed. “Ah, I’m awake!”

 

Normally, Lu Shifeng would have already been up at this time, but unexpectedly, the Marshal, who had just awakened, seemed to be slow to react.

 

Lu Shifeng opened his eyes, sat up, and remained silent for a while, not saying a word.

 

Jian Luo, who was stretching beside him, noticed that something was amiss. After spending so much time together, he had developed the ability to read between the lines, so he asked, “What’s wrong? Did you not sleep well last night?”

 

Lu Shifeng’s eyes twitched, and he glanced at him. “Did you sleep well?”

 

Jian Luo scratched his head. “It was alright.”

 

It wasn’t exactly alright. The bizarre dreams he had last night, not only about his childhood but also about the dragon race, and even a group of little dragons he had never seen before, were unusual. But he couldn’t bring himself to discuss it in front of the great Marshal. So, he decided to praise the bed instead, “This bed is really comfortable. It adds a touch of excitement. I didn’t wake up much last night. In the past, I would have had cramps by now.”

 

Lu Shifeng withdrew his gaze and said softly, “Hmm.”

 

Jian Luo felt that something was off with him. After spending so much time together, he had developed the ability to read between the lines. So, he inquired, “What’s wrong? Did you not sleep well last night?”

 

Lu Shifeng got up briskly. “I slept very well.”

 

“…”

 

Jian Luo sat on the bed, watching the Marshal’s movements. He had changed into a military uniform that was both neat and strangely rigid. His handsome face rarely displayed a smile, his lips were tightly pursed, and his gaze never met Jian Luo’s eyes, giving off an air of aloofness.

 

It was quite peculiar.

 

After Lu Shifeng finished dressing, he glanced at Jian Luo. “Today, I have some free time, so I’ll leave the gold secretary here to keep you company.”

 

Jian Luo beamed with a bright smile. “Great!”

 

“You…” Lu Shifeng looked at Jian Luo’s innocent eyes and, for a moment, his gaze seemed to meet those dark eyes from last night. However, the child’s eyes were always filled with sadness and never stopped crying, as if they held unspoken grievances and suffering.

 

Unknowingly, Lu Shifeng spoke, “Do you find it boring? Maybe I should…”

 

Jian Luo promptly interrupted, “Not at all!”

 

The phrase “came back” was stuck in the great Marshal’s throat, unable to come out.

 

Jian Luo continued, oblivious to the strangeness, “You gave me three spirits, and I have plans with them today. Also, there’s the spirit fruit experiment I want to try today. Don’t worry; I won’t be bored.”

 

He was such a considerate angel! He never caused trouble or inconvenience! Aren’t you touched by his thoughtfulness, great Marshal?

 

Lu Shifeng forced a smile, “Have fun.”

 

Jian Luo had initially wanted to offer some praise but was surprised when Lu Shifeng simply glossed over it. Well, maybe he was in a bad mood. It wouldn’t do to argue with the boss, after all!

 

 

In the morning, Jian Luo personally cooked breakfast.

 

It had been a while since he had eaten buns, so he decided to steam some himself. Fortunately, making buns didn’t require too many ingredients, so there wouldn’t be much waste.

 

He decided to live-stream the process.

 

As the small round camera made a “beep” sound, Jian Luo greeted his viewers, “Hi, everyone! I’m Jian Luo, and today we’re making breakfast.”

 

There was a group of loyal viewers who never missed his broadcasts:

 

“One.”

 

“Ready.”

 

“Wow, streamer, your belly seems a bit bigger, doesn’t it?”

 

Since he had promised the little emperor to provide daily content, Jian Luo no longer avoided this topic and sometimes chatted about his pregnancy with others. He said, “Yes, I’ve grown a bit, probably over ten months now. Morning sickness has improved a lot, but the main issue is that I can’t move around easily, and I get leg cramps when I sleep.”

 

Jian Luo wasn’t afraid or shy about talking about his hardships; he didn’t pretend to be strong. He just spoke honestly.

 

The viewers sympathized, “Streamer, take good care of yourself!”

 

“There’s probably more than one, right?”

 

“Ah, hold on for a few more months; it’ll be over soon.”

 

“How many more months to go?”

 

The enthusiasm of the audience soared, and they almost forgot that Jian Luo was making buns. But he didn’t let them completely forget and refocused their attention on the cutting board.

 

The secretary was helping him chop the meat filling, while the three spirits nearby were preparing the fruit filling for spirit fruit preserves. They had once been famous dancers in the Spirit Realm, envied and respected by all. Since following Jian Luo, they had become tools for playing mahjong, kitchen assistants, and participants in endless feasts. Their happiness knew no bounds.

 

Jian Luo began teaching how to knead the dough, saying, “I’ve mentioned this many times; when kneading dough, you have to pay attention to the water content. This dough can be quite sticky, so be sure to wear gloves if you mind it.”

 

The viewers could almost feel the stickiness through the holographic projection:

 

“I failed the last time I tried to make it.”

 

“So sticky.”

 

“I’ll never be able to make pasta in this life.”

 

Jian Luo smiled and started kneading the dough skillfully with his hands, making it look effortless. Finally, there was just a lump of dough left. “Okay, let’s cover it and let the dough rise.”

 

The viewers were still engrossed in this acrobatic performance.

 

Jian Luo began preparing noodle dumplings to go with the buns, and this process was faster. “Noodle dumpling dough doesn’t require much effort; just knead it lightly, and then tear it into small pieces to put in the pot.”

 

A pot of boiling water was on the stove.

 

Opening the pot released a wave of hot steam. Jian Luo liked to add some tomatoes to his noodles. After placing the noodles in the pot, he cracked an egg on top. If he could sprinkle some chopped green onions, it would be perfect, but he decided to skip the green onions due to the lack of ingredients.

 

The viewers were curious:

 

“Do you eat noodles like this?”

 

“It’s so strange, but it smells great!”

 

“Yes, it smells fantastic!”

 

Jian Luo had his own rhythm while cooking, multitasking as he cleaned the table and chatted with others. The conversations were quite ordinary but had a lively atmosphere.

 

He mentioned things like:

 

“The weather is getting colder; should we have hot pot for dinner? Let’s check the ingredients first.”

 

“I heard they’re offering a 50% discount on Moonlight’s Pastries lately. Should I stock up?”

 

“The frozen cake I had at noon seemed a bit salty. Should I make some more next time?”

 

“I heard it’s going to rain today. Should I wear something warmer?”

 

As an Epsilonian with a lack of emotional connection and rarely any family, conversations were generally work-related, and even at home, there were only cold robots. It was rare to have someone chattering in your ear.

 

Busy work often led to desensitization. In contrast, these little chats could bring unexpected results. It was precisely because Jian Luo was so unpretentious and had no ulterior motives or artifice that people could relax and enjoy the live stream as entertainment and leisure.

 

“It’s not just me who uses his live broadcast as background noise.”

 

“I do it too, even if I don’t watch the stream, I keep it on.”

 

“Yeah, it makes me feel less lonely.”

 

“I thought I was the only one!”

 

As people chatted among themselves, the noodle dumpling soup was also ready, its aroma filling the air. However, it was a bit too hot to eat right away.

 

At this moment, the dough had also risen enough, and Jian Luo demonstrated how to make buns. To increase efficiency, he had gathered the spirit beings and the secretary to learn together. “It’s quite simple. Just wrap the filling inside the dough skin and fold it like this.”

 

His technique was natural, making it look effortless.

 

The secretary said, “I understand.”

 

She tried to follow his example but ended up kneading the dough for a long time, resulting in deformed and overstretched buns.

 

Jian Luo couldn’t help but chuckle.

 

The two spirits beside her, on the other hand, quickly got the hang of it and shaped the buns skillfully. Although the spirits didn’t speak, their long, elegant hands and melodious voices made them exceptionally exquisite and beautiful.

 

“Spirits, right?”

 

“Wow, they’re so beautiful.”

 

“Streamer, where are you right now?”

 

Jian Luo didn’t respond to their questions about the spirits. It was only when he was making spirit fruit preserves that he mentioned, “These are a specialty of the Spirit Realm, very delicious, full of spiritual energy, and can even improve your mood.”

 

Before being steamed into fruit preserves, spirit fruit was sweet and sour, making it a tasty fruit. Jian Luo took a bite and said to the camera, “You should try it too.”

 

Many people watching in holographic projection also took a bite. The sweet and sour taste made them instantly alert, and after eating the fruit, they could feel a noticeable relaxation in their bodies. Their fatigue was greatly reduced, making them feel very comfortable.

 

“This fruit is amazing.”

 

“But the shelf life of spirit fruit is quite short.”

 

“Indeed, it’s almost unheard of in other star systems because it spoils easily and is difficult to store.”

 

After packing the fruit, Jian Luo said, “They have plenty of spirit fruit preserves. You can taste the flavor later. If you need them, I’ll consider providing some.”

 

Before negotiating with the boss, he wanted to present enough data to persuade Nie Yan. Just like participating in a bidding process, he needed enough data to support his argument. Otherwise, it was no different from outright theft.

 

Once the buns were nearly done, Jian Luo arranged to steam them. Steaming buns took some time, so he suggested, “Shall we play mahjong?”

 

The secretary agreed, “Sure!”

 

The three spirits had no objections either, and they all gathered around the table to start playing. They were soon deeply engrossed in the game.

 

“Who won in the last round?”

 

“I don’t think I’ll win in this round.”

 

“Wow, the game is almost over; who’s going to win?”

 

The four of them sat around the table, and Jian Luo watched and commented from the sidelines, occasionally giving advice.

 

Playing mahjong absorbed their attention so much that they almost forgot about the viewers.

 

At first, the audience didn’t know the rules and found it a bit strange, but after watching a few rounds, the clever ones figured it out:

 

“Wow, I want to join in too!”

 

“Aren’t you a food streamer? Why are you suddenly a game streamer?”

 

“The buns smell amazing!”

 

The buns were almost done, and their enticing aroma filled the room. Jian Luo took the buns out of the steamer and shared them with the secretary and the spirits. “Give them a try. Are they delicious?”

 

The secretary took a bite of the meat bun. The bun was soft, and the meat was savory and blended perfectly with the soft dough. Each bite was delicious, making you want to eat it all in one go.

 

Some couldn’t eat meat, so they tried the spirit fruit buns.

 

Jian Luo took two bites and, while enjoying them, he said, “I’ll prepare some pickled radishes for later. They should be ready now. They taste great with the soup.”

 

The viewers also joined in the eating experience:

 

“So delicious.”

 

“This soup is so good. I need to buy some noodles.”

 

“The buns are amazing!”

 

“These spirit fruit buns are delicious too. They haven’t lost their original flavor; instead, they’re even softer and sweeter.”

 

“Let’s try the fruit preserves!”

 

The entire livestream went very smoothly. Jian Luo considered his options and initiated a poll on his starnet page to get an approximate count of people interested in spirit fruit preserves. If the demand was high, he would consider this venture.

 

Since he had just finished his livestream, most people could access his profile and messages. Those who had tried the spirit fruit buns were quite enthusiastic and almost unanimously clicked “Agree.”

 

In the late afternoon, Jian Luo looked at the data and said, “There are approximately five million people who want the preserves.”

 

Not far away, on a couch, Lu Shifeng was reading a book.

 

Jian Luo sighed, “There are more than fifty million requests. If five million people want it, I’m afraid that even one shipment might not cover the cost. And there are post-purchase considerations as well. Maybe this spirit fruit preserve doesn’t have much of a market.”

 

Lu Shifeng, observing him, said thoughtfully, “Change your approach.”

 

“What approach?”

 

“The effect hasn’t been maximized.”

 

Jian Luo was puzzled, “What…what do you mean?”

 

Lu Shifeng opened his information terminal and made a few taps on the screen. Then he said to Jian Luo, “Like this.”

 

In response, Jian Luo, who was a bit slow to catch on, also opened his starnet and saw the latest message: “Lu Shifeng has reposted your starnet post.”

 

As a small streamer, Jian Luo had almost 7.8 million followers, but he needed to livestream almost every day and host various activities to maintain such a following.

 

Lu Shifeng, on the other hand, was someone who rarely posted on starnet and had over 95 million followers. He even had a universal fan club.

 

Jian Luo was stunned. It seemed that Lu Shifeng’s reposting and Lu Shifeng’s reposting were two entirely different things. In just a few minutes, the number of likes had already exceeded a million, spreading like wildfire. The comments section had taken a weird turn:

 

“He hasn’t posted in ten years, and now he’s just posting to advertise something?”

 

“Is he his boyfriend or husband?”

 

“Husband, right? He’s even pregnant!”

 

Originally, no one paid much attention to this, but once someone asked, it naturally led to people digging deeper. It turned out that Jian Luo and Lu Shifeng were not officially married, and they hadn’t publicly acknowledged their relationship either. However, no one looked down on Jian Luo for that, as he had worked tirelessly and even bore the hope of their entire world.

 

But what intrigued everyone even more was the nature of their relationship.

 

“Aren’t they a couple?”

 

“That’s great! Do I have a chance?”

 

“Really? Once Jian Luo is done, I’ll try to pursue him too.”

 

“I really like him; he can cook and talk a lot. My ideal spouse!”

 


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Chapter 99 – Otherwise, we'll sleep separately

Chapter 99 – Otherwise, we’ll sleep separately

 

A gust of cold wind blew through the valley, chilling to the bone, yet heartwarming.

 

Lu Shifeng and Jian Luo walked together. After a while, Lu Shifeng noticed Jian Luo’s lack of response and furrowed his brow, asking, “What’s wrong?”

 

Jian Luo turned back, licking his slightly dry lips and shook his head, “Nothing.” Although he said so, even the most oblivious person could tell that something was amiss. In fact, there was no need for extensive observation. Jian Luo, most of the time, wore his emotions on his face.

 

As they continued walking, Lu Shifeng reached out with his long arm and pulled Jian Luo closer. !! Caught off guard while lost in his thoughts, Jian Luo tensed, his fingers twitched, instinctively wanting to pull away, but reason stopped him.

 

Turning back, he heard Lu Shifeng say, “There’s water on the stone steps up ahead. Watch your step.”

 

Jian Luo looked down and indeed saw water on the stone steps. He silently sighed with relief, grateful he hadn’t pulled Lu Shifeng’s hand away, as that would have been embarrassing.

 

Regaining his smile, Jian Luo said, “Thanks for the reminder.”

 

As he was about to continue walking, Lu Shifeng stood by his side, looking down at him from a higher vantage point, his voice deep and magnetic, “Are you scared?”

 

Jian Luo’s steps faltered, his chest rising and falling as he breathed, steadying himself psychologically before he responded, “No, why would you think that?”

 

Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow, “Is that so?”

 

Jian Luo nodded.

 

“Then why can’t you look at it?”

 

Jian Luo lowered his head, remaining silent for a moment, then, after psyching himself up, he raised his head and was met with a glass of water handed to him.

 

Lu Shifeng said, “We’ve been walking for a while. Have some water.”

 

Jian Luo struggled to keep up with his pace, dumbfounded as he accepted the water, and replied, “Huh? Oh, alright.”

 

He unscrewed the bottle cap, taking a few sips even though he wasn’t particularly thirsty. He suddenly felt thirsty after the water touched his lips, and he drank half of it before realizing, “Would you like some?”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at the bottle, but there was no place for him to drink from. Thinking that he might have been offended, Jian Luo put the bottle away, saying, “Well, maybe not then.”

 

Lu Shifeng reached out with his long arm and took the water bottle.

 

This unexpected gesture made Jian Luo’s eyes light up. It seemed that even the distinguished General was not too formal with him and didn’t find him off-putting at all.

 

Lu Shifeng put the water bottle back into his storage space and then said to Jian Luo, “Let’s continue.”

 

 

Jian Luo rolled his eyes at him and thought about teasing him, but as he was about to reply, Lu Shifeng suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him.

 

 

Awkwardness filled the air, and Jian Luo cleared his throat, “What… what’s wrong?”

 

Lu Shifeng stood at the higher end of the stairs, casting a glance at him, “Dragons don’t need to drink water as much as humans. This was specifically prepared for you.”

 

“Ah, I see.”

 

Jian Luo rarely saw him drink water. It seemed that, compared to dragons, human bodies were quite fragile.

 

Lu Shifeng took a step forward, pulling Jian Luo along, and said, “The law of the jungle you mentioned earlier usually offers two methods.”

 

Jian Luo eagerly asked, “What methods?”

 

Lu Shifeng’s lips parted slightly, “Become stronger, or attach yourself to someone strong.”

 

 

Jian Luo was unexpectedly rendered speechless. If he were to make a direct comparison, wasn’t he currently attaching himself to someone strong?

 

However, upon further consideration, Jian Luo realized that General Lu, elegant and cold, was perhaps providing this explanation to prevent him from overthinking. Maybe he was explaining this just for him?

 

This speculation made Jian Luo inexplicably happy. The haze of his previous unfounded thoughts had largely dissipated. As the saying goes, where there’s a will, there’s a way. With his current situation, there was no point in dwelling on it. It was better to take it one step at a time and go with the flow.

 

Walking alongside Lu Shifeng, Jian Luo absentmindedly touched his belly and murmured, “Big brother dragon.”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at him and asked, “Feeling tired?”

 

Jian Luo’s hand rested on his belly, separated by a layer, and he felt as though he could sense the blood flowing inside. It was strange; sometimes the connection between a mother and child was so subtle. He raised his face to meet Lu Shifeng’s gaze for a moment and had a sudden urge to ask him.

 

“Will you protect them?”

 

“When the child is born, will you set them free?”

 

“What… exactly do you consider this to be?”

 

Many questions almost slipped out, but just before they did, he swallowed them down, and instead, Jian Luo simply smiled and said, “No, they’re behaving well.”

 

Lu Shifeng redirected his attention, saying, “Alright, hang in there a little longer. We’re almost at the Elf Market.”

 

The Elf Market was essentially the trading hub for the elves. Occasionally, it also attracted various other alien races seeking unique items. Elves were known for their creativity and craftsmanship, and due to their somewhat introverted nature, they often channeled their talents into various arts and crafts.

 

Most elves possessed magical abilities, and when they infused their magic into their handcrafted items, they often produced unexpected effects and surprises.

 

This was why the elven people had the confidence and audacity to seek cooperation with the Dark Stars. Their unique magical abilities could be applied in various fields, whether in combat or daily life.

 

Jian Luo stood at the entrance of the market and looked at the sign, reading it aloud, “Ten Thousand Things Street.”

 

The name was quite peculiar, and he asked Lu Shifeng, “Why is it called that?”

 

Lu Shifeng responded, “Because here, you can buy anything your heart desires.”

 

Jian Luo didn’t argue with such a grandiose name and decided that exploring the market was more important. Both of them entered the bustling commercial street of the elves. It was lively, with not only elves but also small dwarves dressed like Native Americans and even tall individuals walking and chatting.

 

Jian Luo exclaimed, “Wow, look at that!”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at him from the corner of his eye and asked, “Is it that strange?”

 

Jian Luo made a sound of amazement, “Aren’t you amazed?”

 

Lu Shifeng walked with him to the side and calmly said, “This is their true form. Compared to them, we dragons have the ability to transform our bodies freely, so isn’t that even more extraordinary?”

 

Jian Luo cleared his throat, learning to adapt, “Of course. Although they seem quite impressive, dragons are still the most amazing in my heart.”

 

Lu Shifeng let out a faint hum. While he maintained a neutral expression, Jian Luo could almost see his dragon tail about to wag in the sky. He had recently discovered that his flattery was quite effective. Whenever he praised Lu Shifeng, the general’s mood seemed to improve. Now, it seemed like the general was in a good mood.

 

Seizing the opportunity, Jian Luo made a reasonable request, “Then, shall we buy something to bring back and play with?”

 

The stores around them were mostly stalls with a wide variety of items, and the scene was colorful and chaotic.

 

Lu Shifeng replied, “You can buy whatever you like.”

 

“Alright, I want that.”

 

As he pointed in the direction, Lu Shifeng finally saw it: a simple-looking bed in the distance. It was made of wood with carved green vines on it, appearing quite unremarkable.

 

As they got closer, the details became clearer, and it was indeed very ordinary.

 

Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow, “Why?”

 

Standing together at the entrance, Jian Luo made a reasonable request, “I’m tired of the bed on the battleship. Can we change it? You can pick any one you like here.”

 

Lu Shifeng wasn’t particularly interested in the bed, but just as he was about to agree, Jian Luo added, “Of course, since I know you’re used to the bed on the battleship, if you don’t like this one, we can buy it and put it in another room. You can use it when you stay over.”

 

 

For a moment, the air became silent.

 

Lu Shifeng turned his face to look at Jian Luo, his expression inscrutable. Jian Luo suddenly felt a bit nervous, unsure of what he had said wrong.

 

After a while, Lu Shifeng lightly parted his lips and said, “There are no extra rooms.”

 

Jian Luo was taken aback, “How is that possible? Just a few days ago, I saw some vacant rooms.”

 

“But now there are none. During this special period, we can’t waste resources. I’ve arranged for people to stay in them,” Lu Shifeng said with certainty.

 

 

Jian Luo was about to say something when a salesperson from the elven race approached, asking, “Hello, are you here to look at beds?”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at Jian Luo.

 

Jian Luo’s scalp tingled, but he quickly regained his composure and said, “Yes, that one.”

 

The wooden bed not far away was elegant and luxurious. The salesperson noticed their interest and suggested, “If you are a couple, I recommend choosing this one. It’s made of pure elven wood and promotes restful sleep. What’s more, it has an arousal function as well.”

 

Arousal? Arousal for what? Who needs help to sleep? Isn’t that a waste of money?

 

Jian Luo, being frugal, was the first to object. He waved his hand, saying, “It’s okay, we don’t need…”

 

Lu Shifeng’s voice interjected from the side, “Explain in detail.”

 

?

 

Suddenly, Jian Luo felt like the world was full of question marks.

 

Finally, under the clever recommendation of the elven salesperson, Lu Shifeng chose the arousing bed, and Jian Luo barely heard the conversation between them and the salesperson.

 

Jian Luo protested, “What’s so good about this one? The one I liked was only 50,000 star coins, and this one is half a million! Isn’t this robbery?”

 

Lu Shifeng responded, “It enhances sleep.”

 

 

Jian Luo almost couldn’t hold back his words. “The 50,000-star coin bed is just fine, it’s comfortable to sleep on, and it’s just the same.”

 

Lu Shifeng asked, “Have you slept on the one in Paradise? The special one made of pure wood, not the one prepared for you. Where have you slept?”

 

The air suddenly became quiet.

 

Jian Luo paused. He had only slept on this wooden bed in his home back in the 21st century, and he hadn’t tried it since he arrived in this world. Sometimes he spoke without thinking, and Lu Shifeng caught him off guard.

 

Jian Luo’s back broke into a cold sweat. He quickly came up with an excuse. “I tried it in the store when you were talking.”

 

Lu Shifeng stared at him for a moment, then averted his gaze and said, “I see.”

 

Jian Luo sighed in relief, relieved that he hadn’t revealed the truth. He had actually never slept on this bed. Land on Paradise. The fact that he knew the exact details about the bed was mere coincidence.

 

As they continued to stroll through the market, the atmosphere between them had changed. This marketplace was gradually losing its liveliness, especially as some of the houses looked a bit dilapidated. As they passed by a vendor, something caught Jian Luo’s attention. A child, approximately in his early teens, dressed in somewhat tattered clothing and looking rather pale and weary, was selling dried fruits at a stall.

 

Jian Luo asked, “Where are your family members? Why are you here on your own selling these?”

 

The young elf lifted his head, and Jian Luo was surprised to see his bright red eyes.

 

It was a different feeling from Lu Shifeng’s intimidating red eyes. The general’s eyes exuded an aura of power, while the child’s eyes were gentle, like flawless rubies.

 

The young elf replied, “I don’t have any family.”

 

Jian Luo was taken aback. “You don’t?”

 

“They’re all dead.” The young elf’s voice was hoarse. “I was abandoned, a discarded child. Uncle and Auntie here take care of me.”

 

As a person who had come from another world, Jian Luo felt his heart sink. It wasn’t because he had a sudden surge of sympathy but because he saw a reflection of himself in the child.

 

The young elf continued, “Would you like to buy something?”

 

Jian Luo, overwhelmed with sympathy, said boldly, “How much for one?”

 

The young elf responded eagerly, “Ten star coins per piece, sir.”

 

That’s not too expensive! Jian Luo decided to show off a bit. “Okay, how many do you have? I’ll take them all!”

 

The young elf immediately stood up and asked, “We have a total of fifty million pieces. Would you like them all? Would you like to pay by card or in cash?”

 

 

Jian Luo’s enthusiasm suddenly turned cold. He was almost about to regret his impulsive decision. He stuttered, “How… how many pieces?”

 

The young elf repeated, “Fifty million pieces.”

 

???

 

Jian Luo now wished he could bite his own tongue. He had gone too far. Playing it cool was one thing, but he had gotten carried away!

 

The young elf eagerly awaited his answer. “So, do you want them?”

 

Jian Luo hesitated, and under the intense gaze of the young elf, he glanced to the side at Lu Shifeng. To his surprise, General Lu had a smirk and an expression of amusement on his face, as if he was thoroughly enjoying the situation.

 

From his demeanor, Jian Luo could almost feel the unspoken message: “Go ahead, kid, make a fool of yourself!”

 

Jian Luo scratched his head, facing the young elf, he asked, “Where did you get so many? Is this all your family has?”

 

The young elf patiently explained, “No, this dried fruit comes from our elven fig trees. During this month each year, the figs grow all over the place, and we can have as many as we want.”

 

Jian Luo sighed. “If that’s the case, why are you selling them?”

 

The young elf explained further, “These dried fruits contain the essence of the elven tree. They can cleanse the mind and purify the soul. They help with happiness factor secretion. They are not only consumed by elves but also by people from other races. However, due to the recent interstellar turmoil, our export trade has been disrupted, so we sell them here.”

 

The logic behind his words was clear, and it didn’t sound like something a teenager in their early teens would say.

 

Jian Luo rubbed his chin, the businessman in him thinking. He picked up a piece from the package and tasted it, offering it to Lu Shifeng. “Give it a try?”

 

Lu Shifeng showed little interest, but Jian Luo prodded, “Come on, give it a try.”

 

After a moment of silence, General Lu condescended to bend down, taking a small bite. After tasting it, he gave his evaluation, “It’s passable.”

 

Feeling a spark of hope, Jian Luo pressed on. “If you find it passable, do you think other people from the Dark Stars might like it?”

 

He hadn’t initially thought of this, but considering the dried fruits’ ability to enhance happiness, they could be a good snack for the people from the Dark Stars. After all, they were more aligned in taste preferences.

 

Lu Shifeng considered for a moment. “The flavor is average. It’s worth a try.”

 

Yay!

 

Jian Luo was elated. “So, the issue of fifty million pieces should be fine, right? We can have them shipped back, right?”

 

Being rather young and inexperienced in business, he hadn’t considered the challenges involved.

 

Lu Shifeng didn’t want to burst his bubble, so he offered some guidance. “Consider the shelf life, the freshness during transportation, and the loss of essence within the dried fruits due to the journey. Even if we solve the logistics problem, most people from the Dark Stars are used to nutrient solutions. Snacks aren’t in high demand. How do you plan to ensure they sell quickly? And…”

 

Jian Luo interrupted, “And what?”

 

“Selling,” Lu Shifeng calmly continued, “is essential.”

 

A bucket of cold water seemed to drench Jian Luo from head to toe.

 

Jian Luo, who had just been burning with enthusiasm, suddenly felt deflated. He had thought about reselling or forming a partnership, and he might have made a few million in profit. However, Lu Shifeng’s perspective was much more long-term. With these additional considerations, he realized he couldn’t handle the logistics.

 

In this moment of despair, as he was about to refuse the young elf, Lu Shifeng spoke up again, “In your case, having strong personal abilities is not the only solution. Sometimes, you can rely on external help to solve problems.”

 

External help? 

 

Jian Luo furrowed his brows unconsciously and asked, “What external help?”

 

Lu Shifeng picked up a piece of dried fruit and examined it thoughtfully. Then he spoke calmly, “In the business world, your boss might be more interested.”

 

Jian Luo’s eyes lit up. “The boss!”

 

Of course! How could he have forgotten? Nie Yan was not only the richest person in the Dark Stars; he also had a significant presence throughout the universe. The Nie Corporation had a well-established industrial chain across the cosmos, and their logistics were highly efficient. If he could convince Nie Yan, the logistics and distribution of the dried fruits could be easily resolved.

 

 

He used to be a streamer himself! Isn’t promoting products for businesses quite common? Although we don’t know how effective it is, it’s a way to go.

 

Jian Luo made an appointment with the young elf to return the next day. Then he hurried back to Lu Shifeng, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at General Lu. “Thank you, Big Brother Dragon, you’re really amazing!”

 

Lu Shifeng didn’t accept the compliment but instead asked, “Why do you want to help him?”

 

“Hmm?” Jian Luo hesitated when asked this question. Ultimately, it was the young elf’s plight that got to him, but he simply smiled and said, “Because his eyes are very beautiful.”

 

“…”

 

Lu Shifeng questioned, “His eyes?”

 

Throughout the Dragon Clan, only Dragon King Lu Shifeng had red eyes, and back when he had just been born, in a time when the Dragon Clan had been in decline, a unique pupil like his, combined with such a frail body, had been seen as a bad omen by many. Many had believed that the Dragon Clan was doomed. At that time, these red eyes had been something that Lu Shifeng despised.

 

Now, there was someone saying, “This color is very beautiful!”

 

For some reason, Lu Shifeng felt a mix of emotions. It was a completely new experience, a bit strange but not unpleasant.

 

 

When night time came…

 

“Wow, the new bed is here!”

 

Jian Luo, having finished washing up, sat on the wooden bed. He couldn’t see anything particularly different about it, except for a crystal ball in front of the bed with flowing sand inside. It was quite attention-grabbing.

 

Jian Luo asked, “What’s this for?”

 

Lu Shifeng’s hand covered it, and he told Jian Luo, “Press it.”

 

Curious, Jian Luo complied without further questions. He placed his hand on the crystal ball, waited for a moment, but nothing seemed to happen. He asked, “Is there a problem?”

 

Lu Shifeng retrieved his hand and said, “It’s for aiding sleep. Go to sleep.”

 

Jian Luo was somewhat skeptical, but he lay down and went to sleep.

 

Tonight, the night seemed particularly quiet. Lu Shifeng lay down next to Jian Luo and slowly closed his eyes. As both of them drifted into slumber, the crystal ball gradually lit up, and the sand inside began to flow, immersing them in a dream.

 

In this dream, there was a somewhat run-down village.

 

Lu Shifeng stood at the entrance of the village, surveying the area. While he was looking, he noticed two peasants coming slowly down the road. One of them, a woman, covered her mouth and pointed to the roadside. “Child, there’s a child!”

 

The man hurried over. “A boy, left here by someone.”

 

“He’s not dead yet,” the woman came closer and checked his breathing. She seemed somewhat distressed. “We already have so many mouths to feed at home. We can’t afford to take care of this child. It’s a real tragedy.”

 


 

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Chapter 11 – The Duke (2)

       Qin Yun originally thought that the so-called Duke’s Mansion backyard was really just a garden. However, when he discovered he was facing a vast forest, he was completely bewildered.

       Qin Yun: “…Are you really not considering confiscating this house…This is simply too corrupt.”

       Moschery obviously didn’t want to say another word to a country bumpkin like him.

       Ke Qing led two horses. The emperor turned over and rode on them first. He pulled the reins and turned around to see Qin Yun standing under the horse like a fool.

       “…” Qin Yun: “How could I possibly ride something so antique?!”

       Ke Qing also hadn’t anticipated such a situation. He was just considering whether to bring the haycart over when Moschery whipped the horse’s buttocks with a crack.

       Qin Yun was carried by Moschery by the waist and easily lifted onto the horse’s back.

       Moschery held the reins with both hands, his chin resting on Qin Yun’s head, and said coldly, “Hold me tight.”

       “…” Qin Yun obediently obeyed.

       Moschery’s expression finally looked better, but he still said disgustedly, “Why are you such a trash? What can you do without me?”

       Qin Yun said awkwardly, “Who uses horses in a war now? I can fly the aircraft very smoothly… Before I met you, I was the most powerful guide on the front line. My achievements topping the charts for the whole year weren’t fake either…”

       Moschery snorted coldly. For him, Qin Yun providing mental guiding to other sentinels on the front line was not a pleasant thing.

       “Who sent you to the front line?” Moschery said with a sinister look on his face, “You are a trash. Can’t you just stay in the logistics and write something?!”

       Qin Yun was dissatisfied, “How can a man stay in the rear? That’s what the young girls guide do, besides.” He glanced at Moschery, feeling a little proud, “How could I have met you if I didn’t go to the front line?”

       Moschery’s expression froze. He seemed to be smiling but was trying hard to keep a straight face.

       Qin Yun nestled in his arms, humming a messy tune. The horse walked slowly, and Moschery did not rush.

 

       The small floating clouds in the air were like fluff, the white clouds were like dogs, and the quiet sunlight flowed through the branches, landing on the two of them.

       Qin Yun sang an unknown song and seemed to realise that his melody was wrong. Finally, he could only stop in frustration and muttered, “Forget it. I don’t have this talent in this.”

       Moschery glanced at him, “You know you have no talent, but you still have the nerve to sing.” After that, he sang along with the part where Qin Yun left off.

       Only when the whole song was finished did Qin Yun remember to applaud. He still felt fascinated, “You can actually sing this song… Do you know the name of this song?”

       “Of course I know.” Moschery replied. Arthur’s residence was not far away. The Emperor motioned to Qin Yun to help him put on the mask. He looked down at his guide and said quietly, “Stay with me nicely. I will protect you.”

 

       The first thing Shen Zhuofan did every morning was to shovel poop. Although the technology was now very advanced and there were intelligent robots that could do the job for him, the cats he raised were not convinced. As soon as the robot came close to the poop basin, it would be clawed by various cats. Overturned, the round robot rolled anxiously on the ground, anxiously chanting, “Master, have mercy! Master, have mercy! Shit shovelling! I’m just shit shovelling!”

       Shen Zhuofan: “…”

       He squatted on the ground resignedly and started digging cat litter. He yawned and took out a garbage bag to put it in. As he was busy working, he heard the wind chime ringing at the door of the store.

       “The store isn’t open yet. If you want to see the cat, sit down for a while.” Shen Zhuofan said loudly with his back facing the door. He picked up the garbage bag and turned around to see the person who had come.

       Lin Dongliang took off his hat and nodded with a smile, “Good morning, Zhuo Fan.”

       The Red Panda spiritual link was cautious and shy. Even if the cats couldn’t see it, it only dared to hold Lin Dongliang’s thigh, his big tail resting on his head.

       Shen Zhuofan brought a glass of milk. The red panda’s eyes lit up when it saw him and climbed onto his shoulder with unsteady steps.

       “Yuanbao still likes you so much.” Lin Dongliang said with a smile, “It’s only in your presence that it loses its shyness.”

       Shen Zhuofan also smiled, “Really? Where is it? Is it still on my shoulder?”

       Lin Dongliang didn’t say anything. He took Shen Zhuofan’s hand and ‘stroked’ it along the top of Yuanbao’s head to his tail. Yuanbao narrowed its eyes comfortably and rubbed into Shen Zhuofan’s palm.

       “What a pity.” Shen Zhuofan said regretfully, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it.”

       Lin Dongliang said firmly, “There will definitely be a chance to see it again in the future.”

       Shen Zhuofan shook his head. There was nostalgia in his eyes but no hope, “Even you can’t heal my brain nerves…unless there is really a god-level…but how is that possible?”

       Lin Dongliang remained silent, and Shen Zhuofan smiled and comforted him, “The situation at that time was not something that the royal family could protect me from. I don’t blame you. It’s just that in the past few years… is he okay?”

       “Not okay. How can he be okay?” Lin Dongliang smiled bitterly, “Although the Duke hates the Cabinet, he also hates that the royal family did not come forward. I thank God for him being able to remain neutral. Once the sentinel at the SSS level goes into a mania, you know how terrifying it can be. Just how could a stabiliser alone be enough… Although he doesn’t remember you, his preferences have not changed. I heard that the mansion has been replaced by normal people who bear some resemblance to your appearance. He finds solace in seeing them regularly.”

       Shen Zhuofan closed his eyes and said with difficulty, “Didn’t the Cabinet… arrange another high-level guide for him?”

       Lin Dongliang said helplessly, “Why won’t they? Apart from His Majesty, the most popular one is the Duke’s Mansion, but what’s the use?”

       Shen Zhuofan frowned with an unpleasant expression on his face.

       Lin Dongliang: “The guide who went there didn’t even get to see the Duke. He was directly assigned to bathe the lions in the mansion and catch fleas… No one came back without being scared to death.”

       Shen Zhuofan: “…”

       “On the contrary, His Majesty now has a guide…” Lin Dongliang looked at Shen Zhuofan, “Are you familiar with that Qin Yun person?”

 

       Arthur was surrounded by a group of army divisions. He had gorgeous long fiery red hair and deep emerald eyes. His was handsome yet cold. He gripped a long whip and, unlike other high-level sentinels, did not conceal his spiritual link.

       A ferocious lion that was twice the size of an ordinary lion lay quietly at his feet, looking indifferently at the strangers who had invaded the territory.

       “How rare.” Arthur flared his nostrils slightly and flashed a sly smile, “You actually have your own guide. He didn’t go crazy when he was guiding you?”

       The mask on Moschery’s face hid his expression, but it was obvious that he was not happy, “That’s none of your business.”

       Arthur put away his smile. He sat on the ground leaning against a lion and said casually, “Then what are you doing here, Your Majesty.”

       “I’m here to borrow people from you.” Moschery said, “10 high-level sentinels with assassination experience.”

       Arthur’s face turned cold. He stared at Moschery and said sarcastically, “Do you really believe that Eta Star has the so-called god-level guide gene? You are willing to hide it from the eyes and ears of the Cabinet and use my soldiers to help you in action?”

       Moschery said coldly, “I don’t believe it, but I have to find out what Olympus is up to.”

       “Then go on your own, and don’t try to take advantage of my people.” Arthur gritted his teeth. His emerald pupils gradually turned dark red. The brutal lion beside him let out a low roar. Qin Yun could see that he was on the verge of mania and subconsciously tried to step forward but was held back by Moschery.

       Arthur gasped. He grabbed a syringe from the guard on the side and inserted it into the vein in his neck without blinking. As if he didn’t feel any pain, he quickly finished the injection.

       After three consecutive injections, Arthur regained his composure slightly. He said in a hoarse voice, “Don’t even think about it. I shouldn’t have agreed six years ago to let him help the Cabinet find those god-level genes. I won’t agree to your current request.”

       Moschery was not angry. He took a few steps forward, looked at Arthur condescendingly, and said calmly, “Six years ago, I just ascended to the throne. I hardly had any real power. If you were willing to stand by me at that time, your guide would not have been sentenced to ‘death’.”

       Arthur’s brutal lion slumped to the ground, showing his teeth and growling low.

       Moschery, with a mix of pity and mockery, said, “The Cabinet is using the pretext of god-level genes to lure Shen into committing the so-called treason. Only a fool like you would actually agree, not worry, and let him go alone.”

 

       “The Eta Star God-level Gene Project?!” Shen Zhuofan’s face turned pale, and he stood up with a hint of agitation. “What do you want Qin Yun to do?! Have you forgotten what I went through six years ago?!!”

       “Of course I haven’t forgotten.” Lin Dongliang comforted him with a headache, “That’s why I came to ask you who Qin Yun is and why His Majesty chose him to go with him.”

       Shen Zhuofan: “… Together with His Majesty?!”

       Lin Dongliang: “He is now Qin Yun’s sentinel. Obviously, he will go with him.”

       “…” Shen Zhuofan was a little confused, “Does this have anything to do with who Qin Yun is?”

       “Of course it will matter.” Lin Dongliang said seriously, “Even your guiding tendrils at that time couldn’t come close to His Majesty’s god-level. Why can Qin Yun, a low-level guide, do it?”

       Shen Zhuofan was speechless. He obviously didn’t know how to answer this question.

       Lin Dongliang asked in confusion, “Does Qin Yun… Really have no spiritual link?”


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Chapter 11 – Heirloom

       Song Jun stared at the photo blankly, and then a sudden fear struck him. He turned around and ran towards his grandma’s room. The door was unlocked and opened with a twist, but there was no one in the room.

       The bed was neatly made, and there was no sign that anyone had slept in it for several days. Not only the bed, but the entire room was also neatly tidied, and it looked like no one had lived there.

       After coming out of the bedroom, he came to the living room and dining room, which were all just like Grandma’s bedroom. It was deserted and had no trace of life. At first glance, it looked very clean, but if he touched it with your hands, he would find a light layer of dust on the table.

       The dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen were still stained with water. Song Jun had washed them and put them in the cupboard in the evening. However, there was no food left in the refrigerator. The power had even been cut off, and it was empty when he opened it.

       Song Jun took a few steps back and sat on the sofa, tears streaming down his face without warning.

       It turned out that Grandma passed away a few days ago, and her children directly cremated and buried her without anyone notifying Song Jun.

       The house had been cleaned up by Grandma’s children. Sooner or later, this house would be sold. Song Jun had very few things left here, and there were basically no important things. There were only some clothes and toys from childhood, which Grandma kept and was reluctant to throw away.

       Although Song Jun didn’t know what was going on, he had vaguely guessed something. At this time, he had forgotten his fear and was only left with sadness.

       He sat on the sofa and shed tears silently. Song Jun raised his hand to wipe his eyes, stood up and shouted, “Grandma?”

       He searched for traces of his grandma in the empty rooms one by one but found nothing. The grandma who had talked to him and cooked for him in the evening had now disappeared.

       After searching around but not finding it, Song Jun later walked into Grandma’s room and sat down on Grandma’s bed.

       It was sad, but Song Jun didn’t keep shedding tears. He felt empty in his heart, as if many of his original thoughts suddenly became meaningless all at once. He didn’t even know what he was studying alone for.

       After sitting in silence for a long time, Song Jun suddenly heard a small movement outside.

       “Grandma?” Song Jun stood up suddenly and opened the door.

       However, Grandma did not appear. In the middle of the living room stood a little black cat, apparently jumping in from the open window next to it.

       Song Jun was stunned because the little black cat was clearly the one who frequented his dormitory on the campus.

       The little cat looked towards him, said ‘meow’ and then slowly walked towards him, dragging its tail.

       “Why are you here?” Song Jun was surprised, but he still knelt down and touched the little cat’s head.

       The little black cat cradled its head in his hand comfortably, then stood up and pawed at Song Jun’s pants.

       Song Jun picked it up.

       It was strange, but Song Jun, who was immersed in sadness, had no energy to think much about it.

       He held the little cat and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He stroked the little black cat’s head and said in a deep voice, “My grandma is gone.”

       Song Jun found a channel to talk. Although he knew that the little cat couldn’t understand anything, he was no longer alone. He could express all his pain.

       “I know Grandma is worried about me. She must have stayed here to see me for the last time. After seeing me, she disappeared. I will never see her again.”

       “But I still miss her very much. I have something to say to her, but now I have no chance to say it…”

       The little black cat raised its head and licked his fingers.

       Song Jun stopped and looked down at the little black cat, knowing that it was comforting him, so he whispered, “Thank you.”

       Later, Song Jun fell asleep on the sofa holding the little cat.

       Because he was too tired, although Song Jun’s posture was not so comfortable, he didn’t even have a dream and fell into a sleepless sleep.

       In the middle of the night, Song Jun was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

       He opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment before realising where he was.

       The knocking on the door continued, and Song Jun stood up suddenly. He called out, “Grandma!”

       The little black cat suddenly rolled from his lap to the ground, rolling around before standing up straight.

       Song Jun ran towards the door, trying to open it.

       Suddenly, the little black cat came over and bit his trouser leg, preventing him from passing by.

       Song Jun didn’t expect such a small cat to be so strong. He couldn’t get rid of it, and his pants were almost torn. He could only squat down and say, “What’s wrong? It’s probably my grandma coming back!”

       The little black cat let go of him but suddenly rushed out of the window in the next moment.

       It moved so fast that Song Jun didn’t even react. The little black cat had disappeared from his eyes.

       The little cat that escaped from the window suddenly expanded in size and turned into a huge black beast. The beast had a unique shape. At first glance, it looked like a huge cheetah, but if he looked closely, he would find that it had long fangs, and its body was pitch-black, with only a small handful of white furs in front of its forehead.

       The giant beast rushed over and swallowed a terrifying lonely ghost outside the house door. Then, it rushed forward and disappeared in an instant.

       When Song Jun opened the door, there was nothing outside.

       After closing the door, Song Jun returned to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and then sat there in a daze until dawn.

       After dawn, Song Jun called her grandma’s son and confirmed the news of her death. Although he was mentally prepared, Song Jun couldn’t help but feel sad. He returned to his room, tidied up briefly, and took away the toys that his grandmother had made for him when he was a child. The other things in the room no longer belonged to him.

       The morning sun was bright. Song Jun came out of his home. After walking a short distance, he looked back again. He probably would not come back here again.

       However, at this moment, Song Jun suddenly found a person standing next to the window of Grandma’s room.

       That was clearly Song Jun’s grandmother, standing in the dark room, waving to Song Jun.

       Song Jun stopped and ran towards the room, but once he entered, his grandma disappeared again.

       Song Jun stood by the door, panting slightly. His grandma’s waving gesture just now clearly told him to come back, but when he came back, he couldn’t see his grandma. He didn’t understand what was going on.

       After standing blankly for a while, Song Jun suddenly recalled what his grandma said to him last night. Grandma said that there were treasures inherited from his grandfather buried under the bed and asked him to dig them up and take a look. He remembered being with his grandma last night; apart from telling her about his future life, the only important thing grandma mentioned seemed to be this one. Song Jun didn’t pay attention to it at the time, but now that he thought about it, maybe it was Grandma’s last words.

       Song Jun knelt down beside the bed and looked around but saw nothing under the bed.

       Unwilling to give up, he rummaged carefully under the big bed, and he discovered that there was a small wooden compartment close to the bottom of the bed.

       Opening the small drawer, Song Jun found a few wads of cash wrapped in a ball inside. Without counting carefully, Song Jun then knew that there were probably nearly 50,000 yuan1around $7000 there.

       This was left to him by his grandmother, carefully hidden away. The spirit of the deceased had been wandering in this room, waiting for him to come back so that she could tell him about it.

       Song Jun wiped away his tears and collected the money. He could not let his grandma down.

       After leaving the house, Song Jun knelt in front of her grandma’s portrait and kowtowed three times earnestly.

       When leaving, Song Jun once again saw his grandma in the shadow of the room. This time, he didn’t run back impulsively because he knew that his grandma would not appear if he went back.

       The white-haired old woman waved to him, this time as a farewell gesture. Song Jun called out ‘Grandma’ and then turned and left under the gaze of the old woman.

       Grandma left 50,000 yuan to Song Jun. With this money, Song Jun could complete three years of graduate school with peace of mind. Even if he wanted to continue his doctoral studies, he would not have to worry about living expenses.

       But even so, Song Jun chose to go out to work next. Originally, he had planned to start working after the official start of school with a set class schedule. However, now he felt he shouldn’t wait any longer. He wanted to strive for an earlier and sufficient financial source so as not to make his grandmother worry.

       Because he had to do experiments during the day, Song Jun went out for two days and found a night shift job in a fast food restaurant. He needed to work from 6:00 pm to 12:00 am every day. Since his workplace was not far from the school, he bought a second-hand bicycle to make it easier to commute to get off work.

       Today was Song Jun’s first day at work, and tomorrow will be half of the Ghost Festival.

       In fact, in big cities, the atmosphere of the Ghost Festival was not that substantial. However, when he was a child, people could often be seen burning paper on the roadside in rural villages in small counties. He asked his grandma at that time, and she said they were all burned to the wandering ghosts passing by.

       Perhaps after experiencing what happened with his grandma, Song Jun suddenly felt that even ghosts were not so scary anymore. Maybe they had some reason to linger in the human world, looking forward to seeing their relatives and lovers for the last time.

       Although the fast food restaurant closes at 12:00 am, there was basically no work after 10:00 pm in the evening. Song Jun helped clear the counter and then cleaned the store. At 11:30 pm, the fast food restaurant would close and no longer accept new customers. By 12:00 am, work was finished, and he left promptly.

       On his first day at work, Song Jun came out of a fast food restaurant and walked to the bicycle park on the side of the road to pick up his vehicle, and found that his bicycle had been stolen. Although it was a second-hand bicycle, it looked quite new, but the lock was not very strong. It was probably for this reason that the thief took it away.

       Suddenly, he felt unspeakably frustrated. On the first day, he came out to work; he didn’t make any money but lost a bicycle. It only took more than ten minutes to go back to school from here by bike, but it took nearly forty minutes to walk. It was too late when he went back, and the buses were gone. If he took a taxi, wouldn’t that be a lot of money spent?

       Song Jun felt that he was really unlucky and wondered if he should go to the temple to worship.

       But there was no other option now. Song Jun walked towards a bus stop on the roadside, hoping to catch a taxi there.

       He stood by the roadside for a few minutes, but before the taxi came, he suddenly saw a bus coming from a distance, and that bus was heading in the direction of the school.

       The bus drove to the station, stopped, and the door suddenly opened in front of Song Jun.

       This bus obviously leaves at ten o’clock, so how could it be possible that there was still a bus now? Song Jun was stunned for a moment and looked up at the driver in the car.


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I need to confess. I can only work on this series when the day is bright like mad bright since I’m a scaredy cat and I got spooked out multiple times already (T⌓T)
I usually work from 8am to 5pm every Monday to Saturday, and usually, I can only work on it on Sunday when I have no work for me… So the update for this series might slow… Sorry for the inconvenience…
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Chapter 139 – Who Says Omegas Can’t be as Explosive as Alphas

Chapter 139: Elder Brother Arranges the Wedding Car

 

The clamor from outside was completely shut out by the tightly closed doors and windows, leaving only the two facing each other.

 

Clad in a straight suit, the air around him carried the faint scent of alcohol from the banquet moments ago.

 

It was their wedding night.

 

However, as Wen Ye took off his coat and hung it on the rack, watching Bin Yunlin leisurely loosen his clothes nearby, his hand, about to touch the buttons, paused momentarily.

 

Bin Yunlin noticed his gaze, walked over, gently ran his hand through Wen Ye’s hair, his voice soft, “If you’re not ready yet, there’s no need to rush.”

 

Wen Ye hadn’t expected him to say that. Seeing Bin Yunlin really getting ready to rest in bed, he suddenly reached out and pulled him back, “Let’s do it tonight.”

 

Bin Yunlin could feel the warmth from the man’s palm, and for a moment, his expression softened, “Alright.”

 

After saying this, he hesitated slightly, hinting, “If you’re not sure what to do, I can help.”

 

Wen Ye nodded, agreeing, and once again reached for the buttons at the collar.

 

His long-term military life made his movements seem well-practiced. In moments, his clothes lay scattered around him, and then, meticulously, he neatly stacked them.

 

Bin Yunlin couldn’t help but chuckle, quickly taking off his own clothes and leading him to the bed.

 

While lying on the bed, Wen Ye seemed unsure of what to do, lifting his head to glance questioningly at Bin Yunlin.

 

Bin Yunlin’s gaze slid down, landing on his bare chest.

 

Trained rigorously for an extended period, Wen Ye’s body boasted sleek and strong muscular lines, even among Alphas. The muscles on his abdomen seemed meticulously sculpted, enough to evoke intense desire with just a glance.

 

Bin Yunlin’s pheromones diffused silently, without any aggression, more like a gentle hand, enveloping Wen Ye completely.

 

It was the first time Wen Ye had exposed himself so explicitly before Bin Yunlin. Subconsciously, he tightened his legs, inadvertently accentuating the straight and defined lines of his legs.

 

Bin Yunlin approached him slowly, slender fingers brushing across his face, his gaze grazing the pale lips, suppressing the emotions surging within, his voice low, carrying a peculiar allure, “Aye, spread your legs.”

 

Wen Ye’s face inevitably flushed a bit. He shifted his gaze to the ceiling, adjusted his breathing, and slowly parted his knees.

 

Simultaneously, he felt a softness on his lips, and the familiar sensation overflowed.

 

Bin Yunlin’s lips carried a faint scent of tea. Although it wasn’t their first kiss, it was because of that sudden hand venturing between his legs that ignited Wen Ye’s desire completely.

 

Like a spark igniting a blaze.

 

Their naked bodies touched, and though instinct urged him to close his legs, it was Bin Yunlin’s hand obstructing in between that forced him to widen them further.

 

Bin Yunlin pressed against Wen Ye, one hand cradling the back of his neck, his tongue gently intertwining with his lips, the other hand gently caressing the already hardened member.

 

Wen Ye usually held dominance, yet now, under Bin Yunlin’s teasing, he felt an overwhelming sense of comfort. Waves of strange sensations surged within him.

 

The alcohol from tonight seemed to rise, making him feel for the first time what it meant to be unable to resist.

 

“Um…” Wen Ye instinctively let out a soft moan, moving his hips slightly, offering more of the heated hardness between his legs to Bin Yunlin’s hand.

 

Bin Yunlin’s eyes lowered slightly, sensing his movement. He released Wen Ye’s lips, easing the pressure in his grip, and began to gently stroke.

 

The initial intensity dissipated suddenly, causing Wen Ye’s breathing to involuntarily intensify, alternating between light and heavy, his tone changing.

 

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Bin Yunlin’s sudden retreat, his gaze slightly hazy, a faint frown on his forehead.

 

“Take it slow, don’t rush,” Bin Yunlin comforted softly, slowly kissing down his chest’s curvature, while his other hand explored, tentatively slipping a finger into the tight opening.

 

It was moist inside, yet incredibly narrow.

 

“Stop…” Wen Ye’s mind went blank for a moment, the words unfinished. A strange sensation swept over him, his entire body suddenly hot. Feeling uncomfortable, he wanted to close his legs again, but Bin Yunlin’s hand firmly held them open.

 

“Does it hurt? I’ll go gentler.” Bin Yunlin pressed against him, his finger slowly pushing inside. Gradually, he inserted a knuckle, gently wiping away the thin sweat on Wen Ye’s face, his tone gentle, “See, you’re a bit wet down here already.”

 

During his words, his fingers gently moved inside, feeling the instinctive response as the passage subconsciously tightened a bit, as if to fully engulf him.

 

“Mmm… Ah…”

 

Wen Ye couldn’t help but let out a soft, restrained moan. His thigh muscles tensed further, and his whole body trembled lightly as if electrified.

 

Gradually, the passage loosened considerably, and Bin Yunlin inserted another finger, gently teasing the newfound sensitive spot.

 

By this point, Wen Ye’s body had completely relaxed. Waves of desire surged through him, making him appear restrained yet filled with intense longing.

 

Seeing him immersed in desire, Bin Yunlin’s heart felt an intense heat. He couldn’t restrain himself any longer, leaning down heavily to kiss his lips again.

 

“Ah… Yunlin… Give me…”

 

Wen Ye felt the fingers moving inside him, yet at this moment, he couldn’t control his own urgent body anymore. Slowly, he spread his legs, fully exposing himself to the other.

 

He said, “Yunlin… Ah… Give me…”

 

The handsome Alpha’s face was filled with desire, his dark eyes seemingly veiled with a mist, and his lips had a strange redness due to the teasing.

 

Under this gaze, Bin Yunlin no longer restrained himself. He forcefully plunged his thick desire into the now relaxed opening.

 

With each thrust, uncontrollable sweet and husky murmurs spilled from Wen Ye’s mouth, desire overflowing intermittently.

 

Bin Yunlin lowered his head and could see a physiological fluid at the corners of Wen Ye’s eyes. While stimulating, he gently licked it away.

 

“Ah… Mmm…”

 

Waves of overwhelming pleasure swept through his body. Wen Ye instinctively tried to straighten his legs, but Bin Yunlin lifted him and sat him against the windowsill, his hands embracing Wen Ye’s smooth, taut back.

 

Bin Yunlin’s eyes also uncontrollably filled with desire. Tilting his head, he kissed Wen Ye’s lips while holding onto him tightly, thrusting deeper.

 

Wen Ye’s breaths were heavy, his long legs moved instinctively for a moment, eventually encircling the other’s waist.

 

Their bodies, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, entangled together. Amidst the collision of their flesh, emotions were about to reach their peak when suddenly, everything seemed to spin.

 

Wen Ye never expected Bin Yunlin to lift him in this position. When he came to his senses, they were standing by the French window.

 

The sudden withdrawal made him feel a sudden emptiness at the opening. Before he could register this sensation, he was turned around.

 

Facing the scene reflected in the transparent glass window, he could see himself, full of desire, seemingly merging with the distant neon lights.

 

They were on the third floor, visible to the guests gathering below. If anyone were to look up at that moment, they would clearly witness this scene of rampant desire.

 

“Yunlin, don’t… Ah…”

 

Before Wen Ye’s words finished, he felt Bin Yunlin penetrating him again from behind. His body was pushed against the window sill, the cold touch in front contrasting sharply with the intense heat at the rear opening. Unable to restrain himself, he moaned, but the sound was stifled in his throat.

 

Bin Yunlin leaned forward from behind, gently holding him close, the hot breath rubbing against Wen Ye’s reddened ear, “Don’t worry, they can’t hear us.”

 

Seeming to pinpoint his sensitive spot completely, Wen Ye felt his legs weakening involuntarily under Bin Yunlin’s hold. The neon lights from outside intensified his utmost shyness, and uncontrollable moans escaped his throat. Under this complete domination, pleasure surged uncontrollably.

 

“Yunlin… Ah…”

 

Instinctively calling Bin Yunlin’s name, Wen Ye felt his descending body held firmly, and the thrusts from behind accelerated.

 

The heat within him intensified. Near the brink of eruption, an overwhelming rush of heat flooded through him. It felt like it completely invaded his entire body. Simultaneously, Wen Ye felt that climax reaching its peak. With the other’s hand firmly stroking him, his member pulsed twice and completely released.

 

The thorough explosion left Wen Ye feeling a kind of exhaustion he’d never experienced before. As his body went limp, Bin Yunlin naturally held him close.

 

The two sat there, nestled against each other, by the French window.

 

Looking at the colorful starlight outside, Bin Yunlin seemed to recall something, his voice hoarse as he smiled faintly, “Hmm, you’re the best.”


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Chapter 138 – Who Says Omegas Can’t be as Explosive as Alphas

Chapter 138: Extra Story Nine

 

Today is the day of the Emperor’s Navy University’s freshman orientation.

 

As it coincides with the school’s eightieth anniversary, Bing Cang invited several students with significant status in the military to return to the campus, setting an example for the younger students.

 

Jiang Luan, although no longer connected to the military, was well-informed. He took this opportunity to gather a few acquaintances from the past, planning a get-together after the opening ceremony.

 

Over the years, everyone had moved on with their lives, leaving few chances for such reunions.

Hence, the attendance seemed surprisingly complete.

 

As Lu Jingning and Wen Xingchen entered the principal’s office, they were warmly welcomed by everyone.

 

Yu Qingcang playfully ruffled Lu Jingning’s hair, boasting, “Look, I’ve tousled the Marshal’s hair too! I can brag about it to my buddies in the army for a year!”

 

Lu Jingning pushed him away irritably, “My head is only worth a year of bragging for you? Get lost! You messed up my hair. If you don’t brag for ten years, don’t come back to see me!”

 

Yu Qingcang clicked his tongue, “Would bragging for a hundred years be enough?”

 

Lu Jingning playfully kicked him and glanced around.

 

Apart from Yu Qingcang and Ren Jin, they spotted Bing Yunlin and Wen Ye standing next to Bing Cang’s seat, waving at them from a distance.

 

The beautifully striking Omega beside Jiang Luan curiously observed Lu Jingning. Catching Lu Jingning’s gaze, the Omega hastily averted their eyes but continued whispering to Jiang Luan.

 

Looking further… Lu Jingning silently observed the inseparable pair, then teasingly remarked to Wen Xingchen, “Look at them, attending the alumni gathering with their partners and even dressed in matching outfits.”

 

Yan Hebin and Su Qian both wore white tops and impeccably tailored suits. Even their meticulously buttoned style exuded an academic aura. They were just a step away from sporting the words “I’m a scholar” glaring above their heads.

 

Seeing these absolute scholars, Lu Jingning felt hesitant to claim the title of a “superior being.”

 

Suddenly, Yu Qingcang remembered something, “By the way, Marshal Lu, isn’t Cen Junfeng serving as your deputy now? Why didn’t you grant him leave to attend?”

 

Lu Jingning glanced at him indifferently, “If both the Commander and Deputy Commander attend the alumni gathering, who will run the troops? Who will fight the insect race? Who will take responsibility in case of an emergency?”

 

Yu Qingcang: “…”

 

A consecutive strike, rendering him speechless.

 

Well, indeed, he was still just a younger brother!

 

After a brief gathering in the principal’s office, it was soon time for the freshman orientation.

Lu Jingning, Wen Xingchen, Bing Yunlin, Wen Ye…

As these top-ranking military officers of the Imperial Army appeared one after another, the entire venue fell into an endless silence due to overwhelming shock.

 

Behind this silence, the hearts of these freshmen surged with excitement, almost fainting from the thrill of seeing these living legends.

 

According to the plan, aside from some ordinary military personnel, these top officers were supposed to deliver speeches to the freshmen.

 

For Yu Qingcang and the rest, witnessing Lu Jingning on stage was particularly intriguing. Watching him step up and present a speech, they were nearly jaw-dropped: “Holy cow, has he truly transformed into a leader after taking the position?”

 

Beside him, Yan Hebin glanced over and deadpanned, “He asked me to write it for him yesterday.”

 

Yu Qingcang: “…I was naive.”

 

But surprisingly, when Lu Jingning recited the speech, he did so with a certain leadership charisma.

 

Just as he finished the whole speech and was about to salute and leave the stage, he suddenly scanned the audience, raising his voice, “Where are the Omega freshmen this year?”

 

Clearly catching everyone off guard, after a slight moment of confusion, a few scattered hands timidly rose from the crowd.

 

Lu Jingning looked at these few Omegas, evidently more than in previous years. A smile tugged at his lips as he pointed to the shining medal on his chest, asking, “Do you see, is the Imperial Marshal’s medal dazzling?”

 

One by one, some took the courage to respond, “Dazzling!”

 

Lu Jingning: “Do you all want it?”

 

The voices this time were suddenly much more organized, brimming with a unique vigor: “We want it!”

 

Lu Jingning smiled faintly, a hint of undisguised arrogance in his tone, “If you want it, then with your utmost effort, charge towards this position wholeheartedly in the future!”

 

There was a momentary pause in the entire hall, then a wave of cheers erupted, almost flipping the roof.

 

As an Omega, Lu Jingning had reached a position comparable to the recently retired Teng Hanmo, a feat achieved by accumulating step by step, unlike Marshal Teng, who wasn’t considered an academic type. Moreover, when promoted to marshal, he was already in his forties, making Lu Jingning’s journey more legendary in comparison. Being an alumnus of the Emperor’s Navy Academy, especially with his intense influence, ignited a fervor among all the attending Omegas.

 

Having stepped down from the stage, Bing Yunlin, observing the scene, couldn’t help but chuckle and teasingly remarked to Wen Ye, gesturing subtly, “Having an Omega like this, your brother must be working hard.”

 

Wen Ye: “Not hard.”

 

Bing Yunlin: “Isn’t it hard?”

 

Wen Ye looked up at him and said earnestly, “When it’s someone you like, it’s not hard.”

 

Their conversation amidst the bustling noise went unnoticed due to Lu Jingning’s overwhelming presence.

 

Bing Yunlin faced with such a look, his eyes subtly flickered. Taking advantage of the lack of attention, he suddenly pulled Wen Ye closer, pressing him against the wall, and kissed him boldly.

 

Wen Ye clearly hadn’t expected this sudden move. Unaccustomed to such public displays, his body stiffened involuntarily. Initially intending to resist, under the overwhelming passion of the kiss, he gradually became inexplicably immersed.

 

After the freshman orientation ended and the speakers returned to their group, Jiang Luan noticed something unusual about Wen Ye, usually as cold as an iceberg. However, he quickly shook off the thought, dismissing the notion as ridiculous. He must be losing his mind to entertain such thoughts.

 

… The evening’s activities were straightforward, returning to the familiar entertainment club they frequented during their school days, in the same private room. After many years without such a reunion, everyone appeared quite lively and naturally indulged in a few extra drinks.

 

Lu Jingning, in particular, led the drinking charge.

 

As he downed several glasses, Wen Xingchen, unable to sit still, stopped Lu Jingning’s hand about to reach for another glass, reminding him, “What did we agree on yesterday?”

Due to prior incidents, Lu Jingning had sworn before coming today to absolutely moderate his drinking.

 

Hearing his Alpha’s reminder, Lu Jingning blinked, acknowledging his fault, and softened his voice, “Alright, Brother Wen, just one more drink, just one.”

 

His tone softened, and Wen Xingchen unexpectedly couldn’t assert his authority, his lips slightly pressed together.

 

Observing this, Yu Qingcang couldn’t help but chuckle, “Impressive, Lu Jingning. So disciplined after marriage!”

 

Ren Jin noticed Lu Jingning’s nearly tipsy state and, with lightning speed, dragged him away, “You’ve had enough. Let me sober you up.”

 

Normally, Ren Jin, a smaller-built person, couldn’t possibly move Yu Qingcang, but with a sudden exertion of force, Yu Qingcang involuntarily followed along, muttering in confusion, “Have I had too much? Really? No, right?”

 

As the clueless guy was taken away, Lu Jingning retracted his sharp gaze, turning to Wen Xingchen with a bright smile, “Brother Wen?”

 

Wen Xingchen, observing Lu Jingning’s state, replied with a deadpan expression, “Half a glass.”

 

Lu Jingning didn’t object, cheered, and finally reached for the bottle again. But before he could take a sip, Jiang Luan, seated on the nearby sofa, couldn’t help but wail, “Brother Lu, control your pheromones!”

 

      Lu Jingning paused, then leaned to sniff himself, “Leaked again?”

 

      In reality, due to the alcohol, only a trace had leaked out. However, given his enhanced strength from years on the front lines, which was incomparable to his school days, it was quite unbearable for an Alpha like Jiang Luan at that level.

 

  The king of socializing, who could stand firm after drinking so much, now couldn’t even stand up properly.

 

  Sensing Jiang Luan’s pleading gaze, Wen Xingchen stood up from his seat, saying, “Please continue, I’ll take Anning back to the room first.”

 

  With a sense of responsibility for everyone’s safety in the room, he scooped up Lu Jingning into his arms and left without looking back.

 

  Jiang Luan felt alive again.

 

  His Omega partner beside him couldn’t help but exclaim, “Is this our empire’s top officer? His boyfriend power is off the charts!”

 

  Jiang Luan: ?

 

  Wasn’t his boyfriend power strong?

 

  Seeing Wen Xingchen and them leaving, Su Qian glanced at the time and asked the person beside him, “Do you want to leave?”

 

  Yan Hebin shook his head, “Let’s stay a little longer.”

 

  Su Qian was surprised by Yan Hebin’s response; usually aloof to everyone, he might genuinely consider these people as friends.

 

  Understanding this, Su Qian smiled faintly and swapped his wine for juice, saying, “Then let’s stay a bit longer, but with your drinking capacity, maybe stick to beverages.”

  Yan Hebin nodded, remarking, “Perhaps I should find a way to improve my toleranc

e.”

  Su Qian chuckled, “If you want, I’ll prepare a concoction for you.”

 

  Yan Hebin agreed, “Okay.”

 

  Clearly, many tonight weren’t handling their alcohol well. With no elixir to boost tolerance, they had to manage on their own.

 

  Bing Yunlin had noticed earlier that Wen Ye’s eyes were slightly red. Thinking of Lu Jingning’s pheromones, he teasingly asked, “Do you also like his scent?”

 

  Wen Ye didn’t evade, moistening his dry throat with a sip and nodded, “Physically, it seems so.”

 

  The response was quite precise, and Bing Yunlin found it almost amusing. But then Wen Ye suddenly looked up and casually added, “However, I prefer lemon red tea.”

 

  A tender expression flashed in Bing Yunlin’s eyes.

 

  Knowing his partner disliked public attention, he smiled, took Wen Ye’s hand, and walked out, politely excusing themselves to use the restroom.

 

  As they left one after the other, the others couldn’t help but be captivated by their joined hands.

 

  Do these big shots need a group outing to the restroom?

 

  Exchanging bewildered looks, slowly realizing the situation, a deep, knowing smile appeared in their eyes.

 

  Despite the years passed, amidst enduring conflicts, each of them seemed to have found their own happiness.

 

  In this not-so-peaceful era, this, it seemed, was the closest to perfection.


T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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