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Chapter 30
“Lu Xi! Over here, quickly!”
Luo Zhao and Gu Qing were waiting at the entrance of the arena. At this moment, nearing the end of the match, there were few spectators entering. Even separated by the closed door, the thunderous roar from inside could be heard.
Cheers, screams, whistles, like a gust of wind blowing over a lush rice field, wave after wave crashing.
Gu Qing stood behind Luo Zhao, covering his ears with his hands. Behind the golden-haired male, he shouted loudly to Lu Xi, “Are you hungry?!”
Lu Xi, also covering his ears, shouted back, “What? Can’t hear you!”
Gu Qing: “I’m asking if you’re hungry!”
Lu Xi: “Huh?!”
Gu Qing: “I’m asking if you’re fucking hungry!!”
Lu Xi suddenly realized, “Thank you for your concern, my family is doing well!”
Gu Qing: “…”
Luo Zhao lowered his head and typed a few words, holding up the communicator in front of them both.
[Actually, you guys can type.]
Lu Xi: “…”
Gu Qing: “…”
The group moved forward with difficulty. The female spectators in the audience were all excited like mad, waving their hands and filling the aisles.
Fortunately, Luo Zhao was a male, and after seeing him, the females finally calmed down, making way for them to sit down.
The three sat side by side, with Luo Zhao in the middle and Lu Xi and Gu Qing on either side. Despite being so close, they had to communicate through the communicator.
[Gu Qing: I brought some boxed meals, do you guys want to eat?]
[Gu Qing: Let me see what flavors they are.]
[Gu Qing: Damn!! I grabbed the peppercorn flavor! Was too hasty and didn’t check!]
The communicator beeped incessantly, Gu Qing’s typing speed was as fast as a machine gun, but it was all nonsense.
When they first entered, they felt earaches due to not being accustomed to such a loud noise and needed a little time to adapt.
Lu Xi lowered his head and typed a line.
【Lu Xi: Thank you, but I’m not hungry.】
Just as he finished typing, Luo Zhao quickly sent a message.
【Luo Zhao: How about some snacks then? I brought beef jerky and milk candies.】
Lu Xi turned his head and saw Luo Zhao opening his backpack, revealing colorful bags of snacks inside.
…For some reason, he felt like Luo Zhao looked like an old zerg stuffing snacks to its offspring at this moment.
It was quite kindly and affectionate.
Lu Xi couldn’t refuse, so he reached in and grabbed a piece of candy, unwrapping it. The candy melted in his mouth, releasing a refreshing and sweet taste, lightening his heavy brain due to the noise and polluted air.
【Lu Xi: Thank you.】
【Luo Zhao: You’re welcome.】
Luo Zhao pinched the communicator, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
Watching this harmonious and friendly scene, Gu Qing sighed as he looked at the three boxes of peppercorn-flavored boxed meals in his arms.
In hindsight, there was a reason why only this color of boxed meals was left on the supermarket shelves. He felt like he was just like this boxed meal – despite being very noticeable, no one paid attention to him.
Feeling aggrieved.
Just then, Luo Zhao’s hand reached over, and Lu Xi subconsciously opened his hand. Against his very healthy wheat-colored skin, Luo Zhao’s hand looked so fair and soft.
Two candies were placed in his palm, wrapped in transparent plastic wrappers.
Female zergs didn’t eat milk candies.
Gu Qing silently unwrapped one of the candies, tossed it into his mouth, chewed, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The rich milk flavor spread between his lips and teeth, completely different from the stimulating sensation brought by soda or alcoholic drinks that female zergs usually drank. The mild and gentle milk flavor slowed down Gu Qing’s chewing motion.
And… it’s quite delicious.
Another battle ended on the field.
When Lu Xi and the others entered, this battle was already halfway through, relying on Gu Qing’s introduction of the information about the two female zergs through the communicator.
The female zerg lying on the ground with swollen and bruised face was the challenger who came to challenge the champion.
He had developed muscles and strong bones, clearly having undergone extremely rigorous training—or fighting.
He was definitely not an ordinary person.
This was a special-grade arena where all the competitions held here were the largest-scale leagues, attracting countless top-notch players with its generous prize money.
However, such a female zerg was swiftly defeated because his opponent was an even more top-notch female zerg.
If the challenger has already trained his physique to the extreme, then the current champion who is now holding his hands high, roaring to the audience to showcase his robust physique, is not something that can be summed up with just a sentence of training.
With exceptionally developed muscles, towering two heads taller than a normal female zerg, he looks like a meat grinder, ready to crush any opponent who dares to challenge him.
Talent coupled with hard work has created a female zerg born for combat.
What’s even more terrifying is that from the recent duel, it can be seen that this female zerg also possesses extremely flexible joints and high speed. He carefully protects his body, exchanging victory with minimal damage.
Talent, hard work, and intelligence, this is how he can win dozens of matches tonight.
As long as he wins one more match, he will be able to defend his champion throne once again, achieving an unprecedented three-peat!!!
【Gu Qing: Everyone is willing to fight Qing Gang.】
Qing Gang? That name is quite plain. Lu Xi originally thought it would be something like “Imperial Fierce Tiger.”
【Lu Xi: Why?】
【Gu Qing: This league is very bloody… Losing limbs after a match is common, even for top female zergs, injuries of this degree take a long time to heal. Without income for one or two months, they will collapse.】
【Gu Qing: But if you fight him, it will be very safe. He basically won’t hurt people.】
Lu Xi: “…”
He looked at the challenger being carried away, covered in scars, looking like he was about to meet the zerg god at any moment.
How come those injuries seem to be special effects makeup?
I really don’t understand you female zergs.
Just then, a burst of cheers erupted in the arena. Even Lu Xi, who had finally adapted to the noise, couldn’t help but shiver.
He wanted to know what was happening, but Gu Qing had already thrown down the communicator and entered a frenzy along with the others.
It started with slogans from somewhere, not very noticeable amidst the cheers, but quickly spread throughout the arena, with everyone chanting in unison:
【Thirty-seven! Thirty-seven! Thirty-seven!】
Lu Xi narrowed his eyes, staring closely at the arena.
On the challenger’s side, the exit opened.
A figure in a black tight combat suit, wearing a gas mask, appeared in his line of sight.
Lu Xi: !!!
37 walked onto the platform unhurriedly, sweeping his gaze around the audience. This action seemed very casual, even a bit careless.
But when he turned to Lu Xi’s side, Lu Xi felt his gaze linger on him for a moment.
Lu Xi’s back stiffened for a moment.
No, it can’t be, right? This arena can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, it’s impossible to find oneself among so many people at a glance.
It must be an illusion.
But he still quietly pulled up his hood and pressed the brim down with his hand.
【Luo Zhao: What’s wrong?】
【Lu Xi: Nothing, it feels a bit too bright.】
…
A buzzer sounded, and the match officially began.
Lu Xi couldn’t help but sit up straight, nervously watching the fight below.
Compared to the previous challengers, 37 seemed so thin and fragile, making people worry if such a small frame could even withstand a punch from Qing Gang.
Fear not, it’s not like a slight scratch will lead to bloodshed.
But as long as you’ve seen 37’s previous fights, such thoughts won’t cross your mind.
He’s like an entity beyond ordinary logic, rendering any judgment ineffective in his presence.
How could such a slender physique unleash such tremendous power?
Some even suspect he’s using cheating methods, like doping… But honestly, even doping wouldn’t achieve that.
If it weren’t for the official clarification from the competition organizers, people would probably have suspected he’s a “modified zerg” or a “mechanical zerg” or something.
The two stood on opposite sides of the platform, facing each other for a full seven minutes.
Such a scene is almost unheard of in matches. The fervent cheers from the audience gradually died down, replaced by whispers.
“What’s going on? What are they doing?”
“I don’t know either…”
“Are they gazing at each other lovingly?”
Then, after another three minutes, the murmurs among the audience grew louder, gradually turning into curses.
“What’s going on!! How long do they want us to wait!”
“Boring, we didn’t pay to watch a sculpture exhibition!”
Boos and jeers filled the air, making people increasingly restless.
But if the audience had a better eye or more patience, they would have noticed the cold sweat on Qing Gang’s face.
The usually calm and composed Qing Gang had never looked so panicked.
He stared intently at the gas mask, as if trying to see through the cold instrument to discern the expression of the person behind it.
But how could he see through it?
While the audience was still cursing, the battle had already begun. The prolonged standoff was a test of both sides’ spirits and wills.
Like a tiger awakening from its slumber in the dark forest, it stares at the hidden enemy lurking in the darkness.
The noise gradually faded away, and this standoff required every muscle in their bodies to be tensed. Qing Gang’s entire body was covered in goosebumps.
He was actually losing ground in this standoff!
In a moment of mental wavering, he suddenly roared, finally breaking the deadlock.
It was a roar of anger from being pushed into a corner, but the audience mistook it for the clarion call of battle.
“Good! Good! Qing Gang! Tear him apart! Kill him!”
Although everyone knew Qing Gang’s style, in this atmosphere, they couldn’t help but be filled with passion.
“Tear him to shreds! Devour him!”
Accompanied by the cheers of the audience, Qing Gang completely abandoned his defensive stance and charged fiercely towards 37!
His heavy footsteps reverberated like thunder, sounding like an earthquake. His huge figure charged forward with astonishing speed, almost reaching 37 in the blink of an eye!
“Oh oh oh!!!”
Sharp claws popped out at his fingertips, brimming with chilling intent, almost touching 37’s neck!
This is Qing Gang’s first time using such a fierce move in a match.
But he was completely forced to do so. Qing Gang knew this match wouldn’t be a drawn-out battle; victory or defeat would be decided in a matter of milliseconds.
He had to exert full strength, otherwise—
Time seemed to elongate.
Extreme terror triggered hormones in Qing Gang’s body, making his mind highly tense, and everything in front of him became extremely slow.
Qing Gang saw his fingertips slowly approaching 37’s neck.
He saw the gradually widening mouths of the nearby audience, the muscles on their faces softly undulating.
But in this slow world, only one person’s movements were normal.
37 slightly turned his head, and his right hand, in Qing Gang’s gaze, grabbed his arm, the fingers giving Qing Gang an iron-like sensation.
Qing Gang widened his eyes, he could clearly see 37’s movements, but no matter what, he couldn’t catch up.
“Crack—”
A series of fine bone dislocation sounds came, and Qing Gang could even distinctly feel the entire process of his abdomen being injured.
“You…”
“Sorry, I might have gone a bit heavy. You’ll need to lie down for a day before you can walk again.”
In the black and white world, only this sentence was particularly clear.
Qing Gang slowly fell to the ground, like a glass bottle that couldn’t avoid a shattered ending.
When he fell completely, time returned to normal.
The whole arena fell silent for three seconds, as if unable to comprehend what had just happened.
But it was only three seconds, and then there was an explosion of cheers, almost flipping the ceiling!!!
“Thirty-seven!! Thirty-seven!!”
Gu Qing jumped up in excitement, his voice almost hoarse from shouting, waving his hands and throwing his gloves towards the platform.
Everyone was doing the same, and for a moment, hats and scarves were flying, gloves and glasses dancing together.
Lu Xi stared blankly at 37 in the arena, 37 still maintaining a bowed posture.
He could hear his own strong heartbeat.
As if sensing something in the dark, his gaze focused on the gas mask of 37—the strap behind his head.
The strap, which had looked sturdy just a second ago, suddenly broke, and the gas mask fell off unexpectedly!
This was an unforeseen turn of events, and some people hadn’t even realized what had happened yet.
Lu Xi’s heart rose to his throat, a foolish impulse surged in his mind, he didn’t know what it was, but it made him restless.
He wanted to shout, to jump in place, to run three kilometers on the training ground right now.
But before he could see clearly, 37 quickly reached out and caught the mask, putting it back on his face.
Quiet, beautiful.
Lu Xi: !!!!!
He widened his eyes, letting out a heartfelt, regretful grunt from his throat.
Beside him, Gu Qing excitedly slapped his thigh, “Did you see that just now? Did you?!”
Lu Xi lowered his head expressionlessly, tapped on the communicator, and held up the screen.
【Lu Xi:I can’t hear you.】
【Lu Xi:Stop hitting me, my leg’s about to break.】
Absolutely frustrating.
All the audience let out exasperated sounds.
To say they weren’t curious would be a lie. 37 had been around for so many years, never showing his face, coupled with his explosive strength, the curiosity of the public had long been at its peak.
It clearly fell off!!
Ah ah ah ah!!!
Damn it!!!
The audience sincerely hated 37 for his overly agile movements.
Gu Qing finally gave up torturing Lu Xi’s poor bones, leaning back on the chair, saying, “I don’t believe it. With so many cameras, not one caught it. When I get back, I’ll definitely capture each frame!”
Obviously, everyone had similar thoughts. Even the always calm Luo Zhao silently took out his communicator and started searching for the live recording of that segment online.
While everyone was searching for the video, Lu Xi pocketed his communicator.
Medical personnel went up onto the platform to carry Qing Gang on a stretcher. 37 stood aside, too tall, and had to bow his head when speaking to the medical personnel.
Lu Xi propped his chin with one hand, his gaze vaguely falling on 37.
Such a strong zerg, shouldn’t he be famous?
Lu Xi recalled the characters in textbooks in his mind.
But one photo after another flashed through his mind, none of them matched the slender figure in front of him.
Huh… could it be that he became strong later on?
It’s very likely— but then I wouldn’t be able to think of any corresponding figures.
Oh dear…
Lu Xi scratched his head in distress. Besides Xia Baiyuan, he hadn’t seen any other legendary figures yet. He really wanted to meet them someday.
He wanted to see the period before the heroes, who were talked about in later generations, became prominent.
Thinking like this, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
37 happened to turn his head and looked at him.
【Gu Qing:I feel like he’s looking at our direction!】
【Luo Zhao:Seems like it.】
An anomaly occurred.
The gas mask suddenly split in the middle without any warning, the neat crack dividing the mask into two halves.
37 helped the medical personnel lift Qing Gang’s foot for temporary bandaging with his right hand, while holding the mask with his left.
One half of the mask fell off in front of everyone’s eyes.
Revealing eyebrows that flew to the temples, slightly widened eyes due to surprise, a beautiful azure right eye emitting a golden glow under the light.
Straight nose bridge, thin lips slightly parted, revealing sharp canine teeth.
Lu Xi stared at everything in front of him, his mouth getting wider and wider.
Xia—
Xia—
Gu Qing jumped up, shouting frantically, “It’s actually!! It’s actually him!!”
This time, even Lu Xi heard what he was shouting.
“It’s actually Xia Baiyuan!!”
Xia Baiyuan tightened his hood and walked out with the crowded audience.
The surroundings were filled with excited chatter.
“I never thought I’d actually see 37’s true face with my own eyes. This is a huge win, damn!”
“Yeah, wait a minute, didn’t they say he was disfigured? Clearly, he’s very handsome!”
“—Could it be that he’s hiding it because he’s too good-looking?”
“That actually makes sense!!”
Xia Baiyuan didn’t pay attention to this, forcefully pushing through the crowd.
His gaze pierced through the crowded crowd, finding his target.
Gu Qing hesitated, looking at Lu Xi, and asked, “Aren’t we waiting for Xia Baiyuan to go back together?”
Lu Xi’s voice was low, “You guys wait, I’m going back.”
Luo Zhao tugged at his sleeve, “Then I’ll go back too.”
“Huh? Huh? Isn’t this not good?” Gu Qing scratched the short hair on his head in confusion, “Although he’s 37, it’s not a bad thing… Lu Xi, what’s wrong with you? You look really bad.”
It was an understatement to say he didn’t look good; Lu Xi’s face was completely pale.
He covered his mouth, dry heaved, closed his eyes in response to Gu Qing’s panicked gaze, then said, “I’m just…”
“I’m just feeling nauseous.”
Luo Zhao looked at him worriedly, “I have medicine in my bag.”
—You’re becoming more and more like an old zerg!
Gu Qing twitched his mouth and patted Lu Xi’s shoulder, “Take the medicine first. It’ll be a long time before we get back. You can’t keep enduring like this.”
Lu Xi dry heaved again, pushed forward, leaving only a sentence for them, “Wait for Xia Baiyuan, I’ll go back alone.”
“Lu Xi?”
“Don’t follow!”
Gu Qing was truly puzzled, he lowered his head and glanced at Luo Zhao, “What’s wrong with Lu Xi? Sudden illness?”
Luo Zhao frowned, his amber eyes filled with worry.
This conversation fell into Xia Baiyuan’s ears not far away.
Under his hood, his face lost its color, becoming unprecedentedly pale.
Nausea?
…Are they talking about him?
Does Lu Xi think… he’s nauseating?
Xia Baiyuan’s steps paused, but the crowd didn’t stop. He pushed forward, stumbling forward another step, almost falling.
But he was completely unaware, his pale face with two eyes like ghostly flames in the dark, staring unblinkingly at the retreating figure of the black-haired zerg.
He had thought that besides the female father, if there was anyone in the world who wouldn’t find him nauseating, who wouldn’t think he was a monster, it would definitely be Lu Xi.
Lu Xi was such a good zerg.
Lu Xi… Lu Xi…
Lu Xi clearly said that he thought those patterns were very beautiful.
Was it just drunken talk?
But he took it seriously.
Everything from the past slowly resurfaced.
Next to the sickbed, Lu Xi’s fingertips were red from the heat, but he kept pouring hot water back and forth, saying it would scald if he drank it directly.
Every morning, he woke up to the warm aroma of biscuits.
Under the starry sky, he and Lu Xi looked up together, the starry river was eternal.
They kissed, they hugged, they drew close to each other.
…
Xia Baiyuan’s face became paler and paler, but his eyes gradually brightened, angry flames burning in them, burning away all the sadness and pain.
He was already burning with rage.
The flames of anger rose up, burning away his reason, destroying everything.
“Click.”
Xia Baiyuan’s jaw closed, emitting a sharp grinding sound, his eyes fixed only on Lu Xi’s figure.
He forcefully pushed through the crowd, ignoring the angry shouts of the people, and rushed up.
He grabbed Lu Xi’s arm, only to find that his palm was ice-cold — but it didn’t matter.
Lu Xi’s hand trembled slightly. Xia Baiyuan forcibly held onto his hand, forcing him to turn his head.
Lu Xi’s face turned a sickly green, his bright red eyes losing their usual luster, murky and hazy, as if shrouded in a thick fog.
When he saw that it was Xia Baiyuan, Lu Xi’s complexion visibly paled even more. He forced a smile, “Xia Baiyuan? What’s wrong…”
Xia Baiyuan’s mouth twitched, revealing an expression that seemed like a smile.
“Lu Xi, why are you running?”
“… ”
Lu Xi turned his head away, refusing to meet his gaze.
But this only infuriated Xia Baiyuan more. He tightened his grip on Lu Xi’s wrist, sneering softly, “Nauseating? There are even more nauseating things.”
—
The wooden door was opened, then slammed shut with a loud bang. The sign hanging on the doorframe, “Under Maintenance,” shook violently, but ultimately didn’t fall off.
With a “bang,” the black-haired, red-eyed zerg was pushed against the wall, emitting a muffled groan.
The faucet was still leaking, drops of water falling onto his shoulders, quickly soaking half of his body, making him look very disheveled.
Xia Baiyuan stood in front of him, reaching out to remove his hood.
Lu Xi turned his head away in a sorry state, unwilling to look at his face.
“Look at me.”
“… ”
Xia Baiyuan forcefully lifted Lu Xi’s chin, his hand still wrapped in bandages, but they had come loose during the scuffle, loosely wrapped around his hands.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
His whispered voice was mixed with the sound of water, giving rise to an ambiguous illusion, as if the whisper of a lover.
But just by looking at his expression, it was clear that it was anything but that.
Yet Lu Xi remained silent, his lips growing even paler.
Xia Baiyuan patiently waited for five seconds, but after those five seconds, his patience ran out. The fact that he could hold on for those five seconds was already a miracle.
“Tsk.”
He looked irritated, tilting his head back to reveal a slender and smooth neck, his right hand pressing on the opening of his collar.
“Stop!!”
“—Rip.”
With a forceful tug from Xia Baiyuan, the concealed buttons on Lu Xi’s combat suit snapped off, falling to the ground with a clatter, exposing his chest.
The loose fabric piled around his waist, the red patterns winding around his entire body, causing Lu Xi to simply close his eyes.
Xia Baiyuan was on the verge of losing it.
He grabbed Lu Xi’s shoulders firmly. “Look at me!”
Lu Xi stubbornly kept his eyes shut, looking defiant.
A look of “You can kill me, but you won’t get what you want” on a dead pig’s face.
Xia Baiyuan stared at his face, so infuriated that he began to smirk. “Fine.”
He pinched Lu Xi’s chin, his gaze tracing the contours of his face.
Handsome, kind, sincere, and captivating.
But also cold, distant, aloof, and stubborn.
Xia Baiyuan leaned in, forcefully kissing those cold lips.
Lu Xi struggled desperately, but was ruthlessly suppressed.
He pushed away with all his might, but was mercilessly held down.
Lu Xi—Lu Xi—
Lu Xi couldn’t bear it anymore, and he didn’t need to bear it any longer.
Xia Baiyuan, caught off guard, felt as though his brain had been pricked by a needle, causing him to shudder in pain. Finally, Lu Xi managed to break free.
“I told you, it’s nauseating!!”
Xia Baiyuan held his forehead, trembling all over, but his gaze never left Lu Xi.
The black-haired, red-eyed zerg was like a broken man, picking up his clothes from the ground and forcefully covering Xia Baiyuan’s body, hiding the patterns.
Xia Baiyuan’s face grew even paler, a color almost reserved for the dead.
But Lu Xi wasn’t any better. He glared at Xia Baiyuan, his eyes slightly red. “Xia Baiyuan, do you know how disgusting you are!”
Xia Baiyuan stared at him intently, his voice trembling. “Don’t… don’t say it.”
But Lu Xi raised his voice. “Shut up! I can’t take it anymore, I have to say it! Do you know how long I’ve endured?”
How long he had endured…
Does that mean he felt disgusted from the beginning?
Xia Baiyuan felt like he had been struck hard. “You…”
“You’re not allowed to speak!” Lu Xi reached out and tightly covered Xia Baiyuan’s mouth. He couldn’t let Xia Baiyuan interrupt him.
If he didn’t say it all at once, he wouldn’t be able to say it at all.
Covering Xia Baiyuan’s mouth, Lu Xi smiled bitterly. “Xia Baiyuan, you don’t know anything.”
“A long, long time ago, in my dreams, I fantasized about doing those things with you.”
“I made a mess of you in my dreams. I had no shame, no morals. I should have stayed away from you back then—but I didn’t! I was even secretly pleased because I was your boss, and you had to live with me, no different from any other male zerg.”
Lu Xi looked at Xia Baiyuan expressionlessly and said coldly, “I’m just a disgusting, hypocritical, and despicable male zerg.”
“When you kissed me, I was ecstatic. I pretended to be your friend, bullied and deceived you—haha, how shameless of a male zerg can I be.”
Xia Baiyuan slightly widened his eyes.
Lu Xi took a deep breath, lowered his gaze, and spoke with extreme sarcasm, “Do you know what I was thinking when your mask fell off just now?”
“I was thinking…”
“Haha, the dream actually came true.”
With that came a huge feeling of nausea. Lu Xi couldn’t believe it. He had discovered Xia Baiyuan’s secret—the secret that Xia Baiyuan was so afraid of, the secret that even when he was close to unconsciousness on the starship, he was afraid of being discovered. Yet here Lu Xi was, still thinking about that absurd dream.
He truly was scum.
After confessing everything, Lu Xi felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his chest, and he felt incredibly relieved.
He looked at the extremely surprised Xia Baiyuan and gave a bitter smile. “Sorry, I’ll leave on my own. You don’t need to pay me the hiring fee. Just consider it a nightmare. But…”
Lu Xi slowly released his hand and looked at Xia Baiyuan’s thin lips. “Before I leave, can I kiss you one last time?”
Xia Baiyuan stared at him blankly, looking as if he had been stunned.
Lu Xi stammered, “I-I’ll take that as a yes.”
He cautiously leaned in, slowly pressing against Xia Baiyuan.
In the past, it was always Xia Baiyuan who took the lead in their kisses, as Lu Xi wasn’t very good at it.
Xia Baiyuan’s lips were dry and warm. Lu Xi’s heart was pounding so fast that he almost died from his own heartbeat. It took him a long time before he timidly touched Xia Baiyuan’s lips with the tip of his tongue.
Lu Xi almost died from his own heartbeat.
He quickly pulled away, pretending to be casual. “Oh, and by the way, I took the homework book and pen you lost. I just, just wanted to keep them as a memento.”
“I also took one of your headshots.”
“W-well, I’ll be going now.”
Feeling like he had confessed everything, Lu Xi searched carefully once more to make sure there was nothing else to hide. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard Xia Baiyuan’s cold voice.
“That wasn’t a dream.”
“Oh, okay.”
Lu Xi walked towards the door with heavy steps, thinking to himself: Oh, so it wasn’t a dream…
…
…
“What?!!”
He was so scared that his feet slipped, and he barely managed to hold himself up against the door with his back. He stuttered, almost biting his own tongue, “W-w-what d-d-d-d-do you m-m-mean?”
Xia Baiyuan turned his face slightly and said, “Literally.”
Although he remained expressionless, his ears turned red.
Lu Xi practically crawled back, tears almost streaming down his face. “I-I-I really did that?”
Xia Baiyuan nodded faintly. “You were drunk, so…”
Lu Xi: (/´△`\)
Even though he was indeed a child of the male father, there was no blood relationship between them!!
How did he learn the setting of getting “confused” after drinking?!
A transparent soul floated out of his mouth and clasped its hands together: Zerg—God—Father—
…
…
Xia Baiyuan poked Lu Xi’s cheek. “Lu Xi?”
Lu Xi maintained that posture and leaned backward.
Who am I? Where am I? Where do I come from and where am I going?
He groaned, “Why didn’t you stop me?”
Clearly, all you had to do was stop me once, and I’d have stopped.
Xia Baiyuan squatted beside Lu Xi and whispered, “If it were you, it wouldn’t be impossible.”
“So…”
Lu Xi: ( 。゚Д゚。)
Tears streamed down Lu Xi’s face.
Sorry, male father and female father, I’ve done several things that go against our ancestors.
I am the sinner of the zerg race.
When I came here, I should have drowned in the sea of the garbage planet instead of shamelessly continuing to breathe air here.
Wuuu… being a male zerg is really difficult.
Lu Xi hugged himself in sorrow.